The boy offered a smile in appreciation, closing his eyes as he took a deep breath before turning around for the last time and walking towards the stage, head held high. Stepping onto center stage, marked by a taped-on X, he took the provided microphone in hand. He raised it to his face, and opened his mouth, taking in a deep breath.

When Spencer released his breath, it was accompanied by a low note of song. As he continued singing, out came more notes, forming words, the words to a song written by his cousin and best friend Billy Joe Cobra. The ghost had been the one to teach him to sing; of course he wouldn't let Spencer perform anything but a BJC hit.

Just over two minutes later and Spencer was done. Lowering the microphone to his side, he saw that his hands were shaking. However, his voice had not. The audience that filled up around half the seats began to applaud, bringing a smile to Spencer's face. He took a bow, center stage, his head bowing towards a taped-on X. Glancing to the left before bringing himself up, he saw a smiling ghost giving him a thumbs up.

As soon as the next act- who happened to be Mallory, who "never knew you were so good at singing, Spencer," had swapped places with Spencer, the brunet was scooped into a floating hug.

"See, I told ya you could do it Diana Bross!" The ghost switched his grip on his cousin from a tight hug to both hands on his shoulders, a huge smile plastered on his face.

The younger boy chuckled, looking off towards some boxes where other performers were standing around practicing their acts. "Yeah, I know. I'm still not sure how you managed to convince me to do this, though," He blinked, meeting Billy's eyes. "Thanks man."

Billy's hands were off Spencer's shoulders as he switched positions, crossing his legs and watching himself fiddle with his fingers. "Though, it definitely helped that you had the one and only Billy Joe Cobra as your coach," he said, a cocky look on his face as he looked back to the younger boy. However, he didn't hold the pose long, as he moved back in for another hug.

Running a hand through Spencer's hair and mussing it up, Billy looked at him and smiled, probably the most sincere smile Spencer had ever seen from him. "Seriously dude. I'm really proud of you."

Spencer seemed surprised for a moment, but then laughed. "Yeah, thanks Billy. I couldn't have gotten this good without you, so saying that's still kinda self centered." His eyes lit up with amusement when Billy started to pout. "Come on, let's go grab a seat and watch the rest of the acts."

He grabbed Billy's wrist as he turned towards the stage's exit, pulling the ghost along with him while he looked for a good seat. Once he sat, Billy positioned himself right by Spencer, choosing to lean over the seats from behind, his face next to Spencer's, rather than sitting. They stayed that way until they left, watching other participants in the talent show step on and off the black X in the middle of the stage.


A/N oops

I should have uploaded this like a month ago but I forgot ha, sorry 'bout that. But it's here now for your non-angsty enjoyment.

Also, 'Diana Bross' is a reference to Diana Ross. Honestly, the only reason I used her was because I needed a bro pun with a singer and that was the first name I thought of that would work.

And if you couldn't tell, I just copied half of the last paragraph from the first part, instead of putting the whole thing in again.