A/N: Sequel to Ghost Sheep. A continuation of the Hitchhiking Ghost's many adventures with their dead sheep. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Disney.
Phineus sighed and rolled onto his back in midair, staring at the vaulted ceiling of the ballroom. Nothing exciting had happened at all since the three had recovered Lobster the sheep. He found himself almost wishing that Ezra had another scheme up his sleeves. Almost. At least there was some peace and quiet.
All of a sudden, there was a loud crash, and the ballroom doors slammed open. Ezra came zooming through them, followed closely by an angry green orb of light. He leapt from the top of the stairs, landing with a clang on the dance floor below. He dashed to Phineus, panting.
"Phineus," he gasped, "Phineus, you've got to help me!" Phineus rolled his eyes.
"What did you do now?" he asked in a bored tone.
"I-I killed Leota's poppy!" he squeaked. Phineus's eyes grew wide. No one ever touched Leota's poppy. No one.
"Oh, geez. Why did you do that?!! Come on, we've gotta get out of here! It's a wonder you made it this far!" Phineus hustled the skeletal ghost out of the ballroom, dragging him down the hallway to the library, where he hoped to find George.
But, to his disappointment, he found that the library was vacant. With no where else to go, they returned to Gus's room, where they found the dwarf having a tea party with his sheep, Lobster.
"Gus, take that bonnet off the sheep, we have a serious problem here!" Phineus ordered. Gus's face fell, but he obediently untied the prissy sun-hat from the fluffy livestock and crossed to where the other two sat panting against the door. "This genius here," Phineus explained, gesturing to Ezra, "had the wonderful idea to kill Leota's poppy." Gus gasped.
"I didn't 'have the idea', it just happened. I was trying to borrow her copy of the Season Two DVD Collection of Desperate Housewives, and then she woke up, and was all like, Wapow! and, Watcha! and before I knew it, I had knocked over the stupid poppy, and it shriveled up and died!"
"Plants don't just shrivel up and die, Ezra," Phineus accused, "And you know better than to steal Leota's Desperate Housewives!" Ezra hung his head in shame.
"But I had to know what happened! And I was going to return it! Anyhow, now she won't stop chasing me!" Phineus sighed. There goes peace and quiet, he thought.
"What do you expect us to do?" Phineus asked, dealing the final blow.
"Talk to her! Tell her not to kill me!" Ezra shouted, flailing his arms wildly.
"Already dead," Gus pointed out. Ezra ignored him.
"Just, make her stop chasing me!" Phineus groaned.
"Fine. We'll talk to her. Are you happy now?"
"Not until that ball of green madness gets off my back! Now go!" Ezra shoved them out the door, Lobster trudging behind them slowly.