Authors Note: Prompt was "Marshall, Stan, Charlie; Flight suites, flashlights". There is a graphic over on LJ for this, I think it is much more effective with it. Written for likelike_love
Who You Gonna Call?
"You guys look ridiculous." Mary said, shaking her head in dismay. "I can't believe I got roped into coming to this ridiculous costume party with you."
"You weren't roped into it." Stan said, strutting out of his office and adjusting the belt around his waist that held the back on his back.
"You wanted to see what type of costumes we could come up with using flight suites and flashlights." Marshall said, striding across the room.
"Attaching flashlights to vacuum cleaner hoses does not a good costume make." Mary said scoffing again.
"Hey, Marshall!' Charlie said jovially. "Don't cross the beams!" As if on cue, all three of them started waving their red cellophane covered flashlights in the air, holding on to the vacuum cleaner hoses.
"Get the ghost!" Stan shouted pointing in Mary's direction.
She just rolled her eyes and started walking towards the elevator. "Children, I'm surrounded by children."
She stopped at the elevator, pretending not to hear the chaos going on behind her.
When it slid open she was confronted with Bobby in the same get up that the others had on.
"Oh, good. I was afraid I'd missed all the fun." he said, smiling and waving his own flashlight attached to a vacuum cleaner hose.
"Nope, the insanity has just started."