The Second…

Disclaimer: I don' own noth'n!

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A/N: Typically when I write stories like this I can't wait for the good stuff to come… forgive me if it seems rushed! I get really impatient XX

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Casper flew up to the attic and pulled box after box open until he finally discovered just what he was looking for. "Ah hah!" he exclaimed, took the item gently in his small, translucent hands and flew toward the room he shared with the girl he cared so much about. He folded it neatly and placed it gingerly on her pillow. He flew out of the window and returned with something else he thought she might like. He grinned to himself and flew off to take care of the other "problem" if he could; it was true he didn't like the idea of anyone else being with her but for her he would do anything, even die again.

"Casper?" Kat called as she peeked in her room. Her eyes widened when she saw the most beautiful article of clothing she had ever seen lying on her bed and nest to it was a gorgeous purple rose. She had never seen one like that before. She lifted the rose and breathed in the sweat fragrance, grinning in a silly way. She set it down on her pillow and turned to the clothing. She picked it up and surveyed it. It was a dark, rose like red with delicate flares along the waist and a gold trim along the seams. She pressed it to her chest and whirled around with it, watching it lift gently and giggling happily. "But where…" but she knew where it came from and who gave it to her, "Casper…" she whispered affectionately, hugging the dress closer.

Casper returned later that night after spending the entire day searching for someone who might be interested in taking her to the prom but finding that every boy that was interested in her was purely physically. He was also a little surprised that some girls were interested in her as well. He sighed and floated silently through his room window. He sat on the bed as watched her sleep. One of her hands lay on the dress near her and the other clutched the thorn-less rose. Casper smiled adoringly and leaned in to kiss her cheek. Once again she shivered and he pulled away sadly.

Casper sighed in misery as he had been doing quite a lot lately and floated to the attic. He sat on his "treasure chest" and sighed helplessly. All of a sudden a familiar red glow appeared and floated through the attic window. Amelia landed gracefully and surveyed the room and condition. "Déjà vu huh?" she asked the stunned ghost warmly.

"A-Amelia?" Casper asked in wonder, she nodded and smiled.

"God has been watching you Casper. All your life and un-life you have had a noble soul. He knows the hardship you are going through and wishes you to be happy once and for all." She said mysteriously, Casper scowled.

"Since when does he care?" he asked stubbornly, Amelia simply smiled with a universe of patience.

"Oh Casper. He does care he was just waiting for you to discover yourself before he let you have what you most want. I can see now as clearly as he that my daughter has helped you with that. He sent me to grant you your wish." Casper's eyes lit up and his mouth hung with astonishment,

"R-Really?" he asked with a bit of uncertainty. Amelia nodded and held her palm to her lips. Casper closed his eyes and felt himself solidify. He opened his eyes but saw nothing. He slumped on his chest mournfully and almost cheered when he felt pain as his bottom hit the chest hard, almost breaking it. He got up and ran to the closest mirror. It wasn't a fantasy! He was alive again!! He eyed himself and was relieved to find she had aged his appropriately as well. He held a hand to his jaw and looked at himself closely in the mirror. He was MUCH taller then he was when he was alive before (sounds weird I know…), his frame was wider, his jaw was more defined, his baby fat gone but his hair remained silky, blonde and his eyes still seemed radiated the same glaciar like hue.

He scanned the area with his ice-blue eyes but didn't see her. "Thank you." He said into the air, surprised of the way he sounded. As a ghost his voice and size did not change no matter how many years past. This sudden change was a little unnerving but he was glad he didn't have to go through puberty. He ran a hand through his silky blonde, baby-fine hair and plotted on a way how he would break the news to the other residents of the mansion. He decided the most direct way was the best…

TBC…

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He sounds really good looking eh? I'm picturing an adult version of Devon Sawa who was the human version of Casper in the movie… although the most recent pictures are of him and a BAD sun-burn :( he's been in such movies as: Little Giants, Night of the Twisters (my favorite, he's SO cute in this one… he's 18 in this one… he was 16 in the Casper movie but he changed a LOT in two years… well maybe not a LOT but quite a bit), Final Destination, and he even played the voice of Flash Thompson in the Spiderman animated series!

Good Pics:

http://www.devonsawa(DOT)org/studio/albums/shoots/mature/magspread023.jpg

http://www.devonsawa(DOT)org/studio/albums/shoots/outtakes/flaunt2000002.jpg

http://www.starboy(DOT)de/DevonSawa/ac/dsa803.jpg

http://www.devonsawa(DOT)org/studio/albums/shoots/outtakes/otherps015.jpg