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posted: October 8, 2016
Jun decided that as far as invasions went, this one's timing was off. It was why they weren't successful when they came for her; it probably would have been different if they'd come during breakfast or in the middle of the night. As it was, they arrived in the evening while she and Daisuke were fighting over the remote.
"It's my turn, you little twerp!" Jun was screaming though the bathroom door. It had started become Daisuke's typical refuge. "I am not missing the countdown this week!"
"But I have to see how the fight ends! I can't miss this week!"
"Too bad, I need to make sure Arashi wins first place!"
Jun reflected that they may have argued loud enough to overpower the sound of the door knocking or the horrified cries her parents must have made. In fact, Jun didn't notice anything but the insults her brother was shouting at her until she felt who she thought was her mother behind her.
"Mom, it's my turn!" Jun attempted to preempt her mother's scolding. Only, instead of Motomiya Akira's kind but stern face, there was a… thing, white and floating with the appearance of moth-eaten fabric. Jun frowned at it.
"What the hell are you?"
For ghosts, they were pretty pathetic. All it took for the pair of them to flee was a glare from a twelve-year-old girl.
Well, not exactly flee, but "flail on the floor" didn't sound quite as cool as Jun wanted it to.
"Daisuke, hush for a second," Jun ordered her brother, still locked in the bathroom.
"If that's some sort of trick -"
"I said hush."
Daisuke hushed.
Kicking aside one of the supposedly frightening creatures, Jun returned to the living room and stood against the wall leading to the front door and the hallway of the apartment complex. Her parents were gone, she finally realized, as listening to the shouts from their neighbors echo into the room. Jun felt a spike of fear; there was something abducting everyone, something that had kidnapped her parents and sent those ghosts to kidnap her and probably her brother too.
Well, they can keep Daisuke. At least then she'll be able to watch the music countdown every week.
"But what do I do now?" Jun murmured to herself. Not getting captured would probably be best.
"Hey Jun?" called Daisuke, his voice muffled through the bathroom door. "What are you doing out there?" Jun didn't answer right away, she didn't want to draw attention back to their apartment. She retreated from the entrance halfway, through the living room and back towards the bathroom, but it was too late. Daisuke already had the door open and was staring at the ghost-things with wide eyes.
He screamed. The ghosts found strength again.
Yes, leaving Daisuke with the ghosts was a really great idea. Jun missed being an only child.