Dexter was sitting on Ghastly's couch, flipping his lucky coin. He worked at a bank, and had a lucky coin. The time was 7:10PM, which meant his date with Ghastly was one hour and ten minutes into it. Except there was no sign of Ghastly, despite it being his apartment. Which was strange, because Dexter didn't have keys to Ghastly's apartment yet.
Getting worried, Dexter got out his phone, pressing number 1. It was, without doubt, Ghastly's number. It rang three times. Four. Five. Seven. Ten.
Nothing.
Dexter listened hollowly to his and Ghastly's recording for his voicemail message box.
"Hey there, Ghasts," he said into phone worriedly. "It's me, Dexter. I was just a little worried about you, 'cause it's past six and you're not here. ... So, uh ... call me back yeah? Or just show up shirtless or something. That would make things better." Slowly, Dexter press the red button on his phone, turning it off instead of ending the call. He huffed in worry.
Elsewhere, in the rain and the same place they were last chapter, Ghastly and Valkyrie were sitting in the gutter.
"Darn. Darn. Darn. Darnity darn. Darn. Darn," Ghastly swore violently, making the few still listening sewer rats cover their children's ears. He got up, wondering as to why he was sitting in the gutter.
Then his phone rang, which was rather water-logged, considering two months had passed since the last chapter. Flailing around in his pockets aimlessly, Ghastly at last found his phone, only to hear it go to voicemail. He cried a little. Then walked home sadly.
Exactly three paces later, Ghastly's phone buzzed, resulting in him yelping girlishly and dropping it. The concrete footpath was cracked a little from the impact. Ghastly leaned over to pick it up, resulting in Valkyrie holding onto a wet thread in his pocket, annoyed that she has only been mentioned twice so far.
After Ghastly heard Dexter's message, he began to jog home, happier than before and wondering how he forgot that he had a date. Valkyrie sloshed around in his shirt unhappily. Speaking of shirts, Ghastly removed his, crunching it into a ball and putting it into his pocket nicely. Valkyrie didn't enjoy the mouthful of rain and sweat she got.
Finally reaching his own house, a drenched shirtless Ghastly and a pocket-sized puking Valkyrie stood at the door. Ghastly knocked once, and the door burst open, a tearful Dexter crashing into Ghastly with a hug.
"Ghasts!" he sobbed, his salty tears flowing into Ghastly's pocket and Valkyrie's mouth. "I thought you were..." he began, ending with sobbing.
"I'm fine," Ghastly said, patting his head. "Let's go inside. It's cold out here without a shirt on."
Comfortably inside and dried off, Ghastly began cooking something nice for Dexter. He knew he enjoyed a mean risotto. And Ghastly could cook a rather mean risotto.
Valkyrie peeped from his pocket, only escaping the death trap of vomit, sweat, tears, and rain water-soaked shirt. It was something Valkyrie never wanted to experience again, but she was glad she did at least once. She was a YOLO type of person.
Moving right along, Ghastly reached for the lemon juice, which was inconveniently placed really high up so Ghastly would knock it over if he reached for it. Which he did. He bent over, being shirtless and eagerly watched by an excited Dexter, and picked it up. But this time, Valkyrie was not so lucky, and she fell. Right into the bottle of lemon juice.
Then Ghastly poured two drinks, adding too many ice cubes to each beverage. Valkyrie almost drowned as she slipped into a glass unnoticed as Ghastly turned to wink sexily at Dexter, who winked back.
When the risotto was done, and Dexter and Ghastly were seated at a small coffee table opposite each other, Valkyrie finally managed to keep her head above water, finding a fused piece of ice that wasn't melting too quickly.
"Cheers, Dex," Ghastly smiled, lifting his glass to Dexter's. Valkyrie fell off the piece of ice and had a nice gulp of lemon juice. Or rather, a very sour and not nice gulp of lemon juice.
Going in for a sip of lemon juice, Ghastly moved his glass towards his open mouth. Valkyrie screamed and flailed to no prevail, with the chapter ending just as the glass touched Ghastly's mouth as he stared lustfully into Dexter's eyes in a fic that's not actually about Ghaxter.
