You guys really don't care about this story do you? Well atleast I'm trying! Unlike you guys that could make a story and make it to let Billy's secret be revealed. WHAT YA' GUNNA DO ABOUT IT BITCHES?

"DUDE ARE-" Spencer began to yell at Billy for that stupid idea of his, but his friend blocked his mouth from shouting loud enough to get heard. Billy stuck a finger to his lips. Spencer nodded than Billy removed his hand from his friend face slowly. "Dude, why would you wanna go do something that stupid? You're going to capture and be forced to play music for entertain till the time." Spencer whispered harshly to him.

"Chill Bromeo," Billy stuck both of his hands in front of him. "Think about, the news and reporters will be all over me. So if I go missing it might be because I'm kidnapped by someone."

"Oh my God," Spencer put his hands to his face, "That'll be totally great if the CIA or goverment doesn't try and take you down first." He looked at him with a look that can be easily put into a 'your-such-an-idiot-Cobra' look.

"Hey, I rather go down with one show than let you down, Brochilla." Billy nugged Spencer's arm a little.

"Dude, I'm not sure. I meant it's not like a bad idea. But it's not like the best one to go on..." Spencer tilted his head to the right looking down to the floor. He looked back up to the ghost. "AND since when do you come up with ideas that are... well ideas." He arched his brow towards his dead-friend. Billy looked down.

"Well I don't need any sleep like you do. So I got my mind to wonder for like seven hours." Billy sighed a bit sadly. Spencer looked awkwardly around. He was a ghost, so he was right. "Plus I miss all my fans, chanting my name whenever I played a song to them." He floated to the ground, stting his feet on the dusty floors.

"But, Billy." The young film-maker started. "We can't make the whole world wear all of your clothes."

"We can put it on a camera!" Billy nearly shouted in joy. "The camera will pick me up! Than everyone will be able to see me on a screen!" He smiled more widely. He wrapped his arms around the young boy and looked at him with a puppy eye stare. "Please Spence! I am begging you. This might be only chance to get back in the spotlight again. I need to have this chance of fame again one more time! The Cobra died to young to stop!" He pleaded. Spencer could feel his face getting warmer by every second the ghosty hugged him.

'Wait why was am I blushing?' He thought as he looked at his cousin. He pushed the thought away into a deep corner of his mind. The younger male looked around and bit his lips. His eyes stopped on Billy. "Fine, let's do this."

After Billy manger to get Spencer home unnoticed by everyone. He flew in though Spencer's bedroom window. H Billy floated around grabbing everything they need to start filming. Such as the camera and a bracelet to put around the camera top see Billy. Spencer sighed and looked at Billy. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked his floating friend.

"Heck yeah, anything for my little Brotato." Billy gave a thumbs up.

Spencer sighed and pointed the camera to himself, and put a smile on his face. He clicked the button to start recording. "Hello world! Your about to find out the secret of my special effects and if ghost really are real." He said, as if this was a normal day. "Because I've been hanging out with my dead cousin, Billy Joe Cobra." Spencer turned the camera to Billy.

"Hello fans!" Billy gleamed in joy. The camera was picking up the faint glow of his soul on video "I am the ghost of, well, ME!" He pointed his thumb at himself. "I am coming out of my invisible state to show you that my little Bro isn't a weirdo."