IMPORTANT. PLEASE READ. Alright guys, so I'm going to start writing an aftermath story featuring the perspectives of different people back in Amity Park since some of y'all seemed to like the oneshot. Also, in case you didn't notice I went through the first chapter to completely overhaul it (Like so many of my old stories, I felt it was so badly written I could barely stand to look at it let alone leave it there to be read by the masses of random fanfiction people). Feedback on writing style and such would be greatly appreciated. And, so that this Author's Note doesn't break the rules, I'll add a bit of story so that it's technically a chapter update. Even though the chapter has nothing to do with the actual story.

The green scaled creature that had once been the ghostly half of a human boy stared at the linen wrapped spirit in front of him skeptically.

"You mean to say that I have my own kingdom?" The other ghost sighed,

"Yes."

"Full of subjects who want to worship and obey me?" Wondering if the other ghost was mentally handicapped, Hotep-Ra answered nonetheless.

"Yes."

"Me? They want to worship me?" The mummy shifted its feet awkwardly,

"Well, technically they want to worship the human but you come from him so-"

"Oh great," The jealous ghost ground out, "Another comparison to my weak original. You just want someone to fill the vacuum!"

"Er, no, we actually need a ruler and you're the only one left who can-"

"So I'm your last choice, huh? Well fine, I don't want your grubby kingdom!" Hotep stared at the other spirit incredulously.

"You don't want to be feared and worshipped and obeyed as the pharaoh that you could be?"

"Not if it means standing in the shadow of my stinking human half! I'm tired about always being compared to him when I can do so much more, what makes him better than me?!"

"So…you're jealous of him?" The other ghost scoffed,

"What? No. Of course not. That's ridiculous."

"Well…what if we name it after you instead of him? We could add pointy ears to the statues and the sphinx too." The green specter rubbed his chin thoughtfully,

"I guess that could work…" Glad to have made some sort of further with the idiotic ghost (oh how the original and copy shared the same moronic traits, although hopefully miniskirt days would be exempt from this one's rule, Hotep felt terribly exposed when he'd had to wear his).

"Very well. What is your name?" The copy paused and turned to stare at him. "Well?"

"You. Don't. Know. My. Name?" He yelled, eye twitching, "And you asked me to rule your kingdom?!"

"Uh, well we just found out you exist and-"

"Well what did whoever mentioned me to you call me?!" Hotep looked pained as he winced and took a step back.

"'That idiotic human boy's ghostly counterpart'?" The look of stupefied rage on the other ghost's face would have been amusing if it hadn't been so powerful and aimed at himself.

"What?! The idiotic- did you really go looking for me based off of that?!" He ripped off his beret and threw it at the mummy ghost as hard as he could, "MY NAME IS-" Suddenly he deflated. "Uh, my name is…" Shaking a bit Hotep quickly summoned the ridiculous headwear and offered it to the confused ghost.

"Well…if you're not sure yourself…how about Pharaoh?" Grabbing the hat and shoving it back onto his head, the other ghost began rubbing his chin again.

"Pharaoh, huh? I like the sound of that." Pharaoh put his hands on his hips. "Alright, lead the way mummy. Where is my kingdom? Wait, will it be called the Pharaohdom now?" Hotep looked up in exasperation as he began flying in the direction of the newly named 'Pharaohdom'.

"Of course sire, whatever pleases you."

"So I can call you HP?" A look of confusion flitted across Pharaoh's face, "…Why does the word HP appeal to me so much?..."