Because I love you readers so much I'm gonna share a few things I hope to accomplish 3 things from these Victorious-Ghostbuster fanfics.

I hope to rekindle a love of the Ghostbuster franchise in other people.

I have no artistic talent, but I have a deviantart account and I wish someone would send me fanart based on these fics

I love the Ghostbusters TV show (and am uploading as much as I can on a backup YouTube account) and the episodes are so awesome that'd I love to do fanfics based on the episodes. But since there's over 140 episodes, I'm not gonna post 'em on fanfiction. So does anyone know how to create a free blogspot website or something? If so, PM me and I'll start my own site and upload those kinds of fics.

Enough of me wanting; you guys want some more Victorious-Ghostbusters action, and I'm gonna give it to you.

After she finished setting up for her baby's bath, Jade returned to the bathroom carrying a messy baby boy. "I swear you get more food on you than you do in you." Ethan let out a small giggle. "You like making things difficult for Mommy don't you?" Ethan smiled at her. Jade started up the water and put the clog over the drain. "But you like bath time don't you?" She left the water running and turned around to the changing table where she began to undress Ethan. "You like it because you get to splash Mommy. Yes, you do," Jade was too distracted with her son to notice that instead of water coming out of the faucet, it was pink slime. "How did you manage to get that there?" She jokingly asked him when she noticed a stain on his onesie. "Does Ethan wanna bankrupt Mommy with dirty laundry?" When she tossed his onesie aside, that's when she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. Turning around, she made a horrifying discovery. Inside the bathtub was a fat pink slime monster, and it tried to reach out for her and her son. As quick as she could, Jade scooped up the baby and ran out of the apartment.

…

Beck was snoring on his apartment couch as impatient knocks tapped on his door. "Five more minutes, Mom," he groggily spoke to thin air.

"BECK! BECK HELP US!"

Beck yawned and slowly sat on the couch. "Boy these dreams just go all over the place." As he let out another yawn and stretched, he could have sworn he heard crying. "Is that-"

"BECK, LET ME IN NOW!" Jade's voice was heard in addition to the crying.

"Jade?" Beck sprang off the couch and ran to the door. He opened the door to find a scared Jade standing there carrying her son as close to her as she could. "Jade, what are you-"

"I didn't know where else to go," she made her way into the apartment and tried to calm down her son. Ethan, who was partially undressed, was wrapped in what looked like one of Jade's black jackets.

"Hey calm down, you look like you've seen a ghost."

"Don't joke with me now Beck!"

"I actually wasn't."

"I was gonna give Ethan a bath and…and the water was this pink oozy stuff and it tried to grab us and I just ran," she was beyond terrified. "I have never been so scared of anything in my life."

"It's okay," Beck pulled her (and subsequently her son) closer to him. "You're okay."

Jade tried to calm Ethan down by kissing the top of his head. "I wasn't gonna let it get you."

"Jade, why don't you sit down, and I'll get the baby a shirt or something." He guided them to his couch. "I gotta make a call."

"Who're you calling?"

"The Ghostbusters. The rest of the guys are still at the firehouse working on something. Maybe they can explain what was happening with the pink ooze in your bathtub."

…

"Wake me up before you go-go

Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo…"

Robbie and Andre were singing along to the song and dancing with the slime toaster to the sounds of Wham as the phone rang. "I gots it!" Andre danced his way over to the phone. "Ghostbusters, this is Andre."

"Andre, it's Beck."

"Oh hey Dude, what up?"

"I WANNA HIT THAT HIGH," Robbie could be heard in the background botching up the song as he horribly danced his way over to a table and started working on equipment.

"In addition to Robbie horribly killing that song, something freaky just happened to Jade and her son," Beck informed.

"Really?" Andre lowered the phone. "Rob, turn that off we got somethin'!" Robbie turned off the radio and went back to working on some kind of machine while trying to eavesdrop on Andre's conversation. "What happened?"

"Jade was about to give Ethan a bath when the water turned into pink ooze and reached out to grab her and her baby."

"Pink ooze? You mean, like our pink slime stuff here? That's great!"

"Andre!"

"Well, it's not great what happened but it's great for our research."

"Since when do you like research? I thought that was Robbie's thing?"

"I have a private life and interests y'all know nothin' about."

"Whatever, just go back to her place and take care of the ooze okay."

"Will do," Andre hung up the phone in excitement. "Robbie, we gots a major slime-related psychokinetic event!"

Robbie was working on some kind of rocket shaped invention, but quickly set it down. "Great, what happened?"

"Some pink ooze came outta Jade's bathtub and tried to grab her and her baby."

"Are they alright?"

"I think so; she got out of there and went over to Beck's."

"Funny you should mention Jade going over to Beck's," Robbie motioned for Andre to follow him to his computer. "Remember what Beck said about Jade being freaked out by some 'Vigo' painting?"

"Yeah."

"I thought I'd do some research just to be on the safe side. I searched for the name Vigo through the Occult Reference-Net." Robbie displayed the results on the computer screen for Andre. "Magicians, Martyrs, and Madmen; chapter six pages one twenty-eight to one forty-five. Here's how they summed up Vigo: Vigo the Carpathian, 1505-1610, sixteenth century Carpathia was in a constant state of spiritual turmoil due principally to the despotic rule of Prince Vigo von Hamburg Deutschendorf- tyrant, sorcerer, and psychotic autocrat."

"Ooh, freaky. Check it, the dude lived to be a hundred and five."

"Quite an accomplishment in those days."

"Think there's a connection between this Vigo guy and the slime?"

Robbie looked up at Andre and smiled. "Is the atomic weight of cobalt 58.9?"

"I dunno, don't ask me."

"Yes Andre, there is most definitely a connection."

"I think we better get over to Jade's apartment and check out the bathtub."

"You do that, I'm gonna stay here and gather as much info as I can on Vigo to try and find a more feasible connection to him and the slime. I think it's best that tomorrow we assemble Rex and Beck and go check out the painting at the museum."

"Don't you and Cat have a date tonight?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Shouldn't you be going on that?"

"Well I planned to, but this came up. When you see her downstairs tell her to reschedule our date okay."

Andre nodded in his in disapproval. "Honestly, I don't know how Little Red puts up with you."

…

Beck came back into the living room carrying a LMFAO t-shirt. "I talked to Andre and he's gonna go back to your apartment and check things out for you."

"Thanks," Jade thanked.

"No prob. So would you care to share why your kid is half naked? Isn't that like half of child porn?" Jade raised an eyebrow to him and glared. "Kidding, kidding, I get it; you were gonna give him a bath, you managed to get off his onesie, the thing with the tub happened, and you raced over here without at least putting one of his shirts on." Beck started to talk to Ethan. "Here's a shirt for you partially naked baby body. I got this shirt from a girl who knew someone in the band LMFAO- how she knew the guy and how she got the t-shirt we don't wanna know." Beck wrapped Ethan in the t-shirt and picked him up. "You're gonna stay here with Uncle Beck for a while now. This is your place, now dude; just try not to mark your territory. Wait here for a sec," he set Ethan on the couch, surrounded him with cushions, and took Jade's hands in his and pulled her off the couch. "Come on, I'll show you my place," he led her to his bedroom. Once he was in his bedroom, he bounced onto his bed and sprawled out as if he was a male model. "Come on in."

"Charming."

"Ain't I?"

"So how's the sleeping arrangements gonna work?"

"I think maybe if I laid on my side like this," Beck demonstrated, "and you spoon up beside me- your arm draped over me..."

"No."

"Fine, we'll do it the other way and I'll just have to deal with your hair getting in my mouth."

"Fat chance. The only male I'm sleeping with is Ethan, and we're sleeping in the bed."

"Three's a crowd you know."

"While you sleep on the sofa."

"This is my place you know."

"I thought you said this was Ethan's place?"

"You're not Ethan."

"Yeah, but you didn't push the kid out of your body."

"Oh no, you played the Mom card. Fine, I'll sleep on the sofa." Beck and Jade made their way into the living room where Ethan was trying to stick a cushion in his mouth. "Now, see what happens when you leave the kid unattended?"

…

The next morning, Beck stood outside the museum as the Ecto-1 pulled up. "What's up gents?" he greeted them all before singling on Andre. "You find anything at Jade's?"

"Nothing but some mood slime residue around the bathtub," Andre reported.

"But I did find some more stuff on Vigo," Robbie began to explain, "just a little bit of stuff though."

"Like?" Beck gestured for Robbie to continue after Robbie took a pause.

"Well backup sources did confirm that Vigo was born in August of 1505 and died December 31st, 1610."

"Lived to be a hundred and five; guy hung on in there didn't he?"

"Vigo didn't die of old age though."

"He didn't?"

"Nope. He was poisoned, stabbed, shot, hung, stretched, disemboweled, drawn and quartered amongst decapitation."

"Ouch."

"Guess he wasn't really Mr. Popular," Rex joked.

"Vigo wasn't exactly a man of the people," Robbie continued on. "He was also known as Vigo the Cruel, Vigo the Torturer, Vigo the Despised, and Vigo the Unholy."

"Really?" Beck seemed intrigued. "Because I thought the painting was called Vigo the Carpathian? What, they didn't give him that name either?"

"But get this guys; there was some kind of prophecy uttered just before he was decapitated. Vigo's last words were 'Death is but a door, time is but a window. I'll be back!'."

"Via possession or what?"

"I'm not sure," Robbie handed Beck a camera as the men gathered round the back of the Ecto-1 for supplies. "Take as many pics as necessary and we'll analyze them later."

"Coolness. Oh and boys: when we enter, suck in your guts; we are the Ghostbusters after all." The three of them rolled their eyes at Beck as they made their way into the restoration room of the museum.

"Oh no!" Spencer Shay instantly noticed them, "I don't want you here! Leave!"

"Who's that?" Andre asked Beck.

Beck kept focus on Spencer. "He's yours Andre, sic him."

Andre hurried over to Spencer and started shaking his hand. "Hi, Andre Harris- Ghostbuster. Us boys are doin' a routine spook check."

"Oh you can stay," Spencer assured as Robbie and Rex searched for anything out of the ordinary, "but I don't want him here," Spencer pointed to Beck.

"Gee Spency," Beck began, "is that anyway to treat a guy who had a television show? Look, when a high-end building such as this one gets a spook check, you get all the Ghostbusters or none at all."

"Then all of you can leave!"

"Beck," Robbie had his trust PKE meter out, "the whole room's extremely hot."

"Is it? Better go adjust the thermostat then."

"What I mean is there's some heavy psychokinetic energy here."

"Really, because I just started this diet and-"

"Yo Rob," Rex was standing in front of the designated portrait, "come check out this ugly ass dude."

Beck did the 'tsk' noise three times. "Rex, is that any way to talk about a prince?" Beck readied his camera and started photographing the painting.

"NO!" Spencer spastically ran in front of the painting and blocked it, "no one gets near the painting. If you want any photos you have to go to the gift shop."

"I thought there was a rule about touching the painting," Beck gestured for Rex to hold Spencer back as he kept taking pictures.

Andre approached the painting with a ladder. Climbing the ladder, he ran another meter near the top of the painting. Somewhere during this process, Andre locked his eyes with Vigo's eyes. Andre became entranced with the painting, as if Vigo was hypnotizing him. He kept steady focus on Vigo's eyes as Vigo's eyes began to glow red.

"ANDRE!" Rex snapped his fingers, and brought Andre out of his trance. "Man, how many times we gotta keep callin' you? You cool?"

"Yeah," Andre climbed down from the ladder, "yeah, I'm cool."

"Well we're done here, and we're in the mood for some lunch."

"Cool."

"You're payin'." Rex noticed Andre was staring back at the painting. "You sure you're okay? You're actin' all…wonky."

"Wonky? I ain't wonky! I'm cool!"

"Okay, okay, chill."

"Rex, I think there's somethin' up with that paintin'."

"Yeah, it's givin' off creepy vibes. Come on, maybe some lunch'll help get your mind off ol' Vigo."

"Maybe," he and Rex left the museum, but not before Andre took one last look at ol' Vigo.

Hmm, what is up with that Vigo painting?

Okay, now if you know what's coming next, you know Janine & Louis are about to hook up. For me, that's a big no-no; not just Victorious cast wise, but because I ship Egon & Janine- hey, I'm a hopeless romantic, sue me. So I'm gonna work something out to bring Cat, Tori, Sinjin, and even Trina (I felt as though I haven't really used her) to Beck's apartment to babysit. You know, Janine didn't really have as big of a part in the sequel but you can't leave Cat (the Janine equivalent if you don't know) out for too long so I've got something kinda original planned for her later on.