Okey dokey I promised an update soon and there you go. I finally found some plotline for this story so have some good old plotline. I forgot I set up for this plot. XD Anyway, you'll get some beginnings to Ectofeature though it's just hinting to before another time skip I hope to add in later. In all honesty I nicknamed this chapter "plot returns". I had that much trouble finding things to write about recently and here we are. Back to some plot.
Disclaimer: I don't own DTMG or else there'd be a lot more gay. Trust me. Gay is life. Plus it'd be in America.
Billy and Spencer had gotten adjusted to school pretty quickly, and over time, things began to fall into an easy going pattern. Billy enjoyed following Spencer around, because, in a way, he was getting to see what the normal life was like, and Spencer liked the company.
There were times when Spencer would wonder if Billy really was the one who'd sent him the camera, seeing as he got the odd and superstitious feeling that Billy had been emitting, but he'd never asked again after their first meeting in the graveyard.
Spencer's family had noticed him talking to what looked like thin air, and they had saw a few random lifting objects, but with Spencer's new association with a wealthy area, he came up with the cheesy excuse that it was just 'special effects'. His parents took the bait, but Jessica took a little more cooperation and Kung Fu dvds.
Then one day, towards the very end of Spencer's eighth grade year, things started to get a little weird.
Spencer would come home and find things different from how he left them, and sometimes some of his things would go missing and often never turn up again. Most of said things were previously Billy's possessions.
He tried asking Billy if he'd done it, but the ghost had no clue.
Spencer brought up the concerns with his parents one night at the dinner table. "Mom, I think someone's been sneaking into the house." Spencer said as he helped set down some of the dishes full of food on the table.
Hugh looked up and gave his son a concerned but also contemplative nod. "You know, son, I think so too." He added. Spencer smiled slightly and looked over to his other family members. Jessica shrugged, but Jane looked disturbed by the thought.
"We can set up a new security system." Jane offered.
Hugh nodded his head. "I'll call a service tomorrow." He replied with a bright smile on his face. It was clear he was worrying for his family, but he wouldn't want them to panic over anything.
Spencer furrowed his eyebrows in thought, before glancing behind him to where Billy was sticking his head in the freezer. Somehow, Spencer doubted that would be a good idea…even if Billy was a ghost. He sighed and shook his head. He looked back to his food and picked up his fork. Hopefully, nothing strange would happen again.
-o-
That night, Spencer picked up his camera and made sure the wall charger was hooked up to an extension cord. "Hey, Billy, can you go put this in that corner? I want it high up, and I think that shelf is pretty good distance for a hiding spot." Spencer said as he turned around to face his ghost friend.
Spencer frowned when he didn't see the pop star. "Uh, Billy?" He called. He hadn't seen the ghost since he left the kitchen earlier…which was starting to scare him a little.
Rolling his eyes, Spencer got into the elevator and rode it down to the main level and made his way to the kitchen. When he got there, he didn't see Billy anywhere.
"Billy?" He called again as he made a short loop around the different cabinets and even checked where he kept Billy's separate stash of peanut butter and other snacks. Billy wasn't crammed in there pigging out like he usually did during dinner.
Confused, Spencer shrugged it off that Billy wasn't in the room and made a short detour to the soda cabinet and grabbed himself a can of soda before getting a glass to fill with ice.
Thinking nothing of it, Spencer opened the freezer door and found himself staring into the frozen face of his best friend. "Billy?!" Spencer freaked out, nearly dropping the glass, but he sent the can of soda flying through the air. Luckily it didn't break open when it landed halfway across the room.
He blinked in surprise, stepping forward and giving Billy a look of misunderstanding. The ghost was frozen in the freezer, and he was almost completely solid.
"...H-hey brosty the broman, c-can ya help a man out?" Billy managed to say in his cold and freezing state. Spencer's shocked expression turned into a scowl, but he nodded anyway and reached inside to pull out the near perfect cube of icy Cobra.
Spencer then carried the cube of a friend upstairs to the bathroom, found one of the many hair driers his mother owned, and then he moved both to his room. With little care, he then set the drier up so that it was on full blast, facing his friend's frozen state.
"Hey, thanks man." Billy said as he watched Spencer walk over to his desk and computer. The boy shrugged. "Once you're defrosted, I want you to set up my camera in the top corner of the room so I can figure out who's been sneaking in and taking my stuff."
Billy looked towards the camera and understood that was probably why Spencer had found him so soon. "Well, that's cool brosicle, but you could always just have me keep watch." Billy offered.
Spencer snorted. "Right, like you'd actually manage to stay up. You'd pass out before anything good happened, Billy." He laughed, swiveling around in his chair to give Billy a look of pure amusement. The pop star didn't seem pleased.
"Hey, I can stay awake however long I want to!" Billy defended aimlessly.
Spencer shrugged. "Yeah, maybe when you were partying constantly, but right now, you're sleeping on the same eight hour schedule I am. That's hard to break, dude."
Billy only grumbled unintelligibly in response, and Spencer stood up to get ready for bed. "I'm going to brush my teeth and stuff. Um, you just, uh, defrost or something." Spencer said, giving Billy a short glance before he picked up some clothes and walked towards his bathroom.
Billy would have nodded if he could but instead he was left to melt, so he couldn't do anything about it. Surprisingly, he was defrosting pretty quickly, and could probably start moving soon.
By the time Spencer returned, Billy had regained almost all movement, but he did have a bad case of teeth chattering. They both set up the camera up in the corner, and with that, Spencer retired to bed for the night. Billy did a little late-night exploring of the house before doing the same.
-o-
Spencer woke up that night in a strange stupor. He could hear things moving in his room, and he was hoping it was just Billy, considering the ghost had a tendency to wake up at odd hours.
Grumbling, Spencer rolled over onto his side and opened his eyes slightly. The sight he was met with was definitely not Billy.
Eyes opening wide in both shock and fear, Spencer watched in horror as two figures, one that was definitely a short male, and the other that was a taller woman, stood freakishly close to Spencer's bed while one reached for Billy's both floating and sleeping form, and the other had one of his guitars in hand.
"Billy!" Spencer shouted immediately, flinging himself from his sheets. At the same time, Billy jostled awake and flinched just out of the tall woman's reach in time. "Woah, bro, what's going on?" Billy asked as he noticed the woman and man become shocked out of this disposition. Both fled instantly.
Spencer stood in front of his bed, shaking slightly. Someone had very easily broken in and was going after Billy of all people. How could they even see Billy? Did they know about the ghost stuff? What on earth possessed them to go after a harmless ghost anyway?
Spencer was just about losing his mind trying to think of all the reasons why someone would want to attack Billy-but that was when he remembered something.
His first time seeing the mansion. Driving up the driveway. The hoards of fans mourning Billy's death outside of the golden gates.
One hooded woman and her short, male, grey haired companion.
Spencer knew that had to be the same woman. She was the same scary, dark, and intimidating woman that he'd seen on the street outside Billy's home, and she must have been some crazed fan. Did she know about Billy being a ghost? Spencer had no idea.
"Bro, what's wrong?" Billy asked, floating closer to his distant cousin with concern. "What just happened back there?" He asked, obviously spooked as well but not acting on those fears in the presence of his much more impressionable family member.
Spencer shook his head, not responding as he turned around to face the camera he had set up. He needed to look at that video and see just who those people were and what they were doing.
Billy seemed to understand even with the silence, and flew up to retrieve the camera. When he came back down with it, Spencer quickly took out the memory chip and inserted it into his computer. With the speed of a cheetah, Spencer managed to pull up the video within seconds.
He sat there staring at the screen as he fast forwarded to when the two strangers entered the room.
They'd come in through the elevator, and it was like the both of them had wanted to go after Billy straight off the bat. The woman gestured to a few of Billy's belongings around the room, but the hood that she seemed to ever presently wear was covering the upper half of her face. All Spencer could see during the few times she turned towards the camera was the same feminine jaw, lipstick tortured lips, and a gap between her two front teeth.
The man was different. He had a buzz cut and silver hair, and was shorter than her by a long shot. He was definitely older, and she seemed to beat him around, like a henchman.
"...Billy?" Spencer muttered, turning to look at his friend as they both watched the video. The woman had just started going towards Billy, a crazed sort of air about her as she did so. When Spencer turned to face the pop star's ghost behind him, he noticed that Billy seemed even more horrified…like he knew who the person in the video was.
Billy shook his head slightly as if in disbelief before he rubbed his eyes and leaned closer to examine the screen. "...Naw, bro it can't be…" He mumbled.
Spencer raised an eyebrow in both fear and confusion. "What…? Who was that? Do you know?" He asked, still shaking in fear of almost having lost his friend and also having had someone so close to him without his knowing.
Quickly the scene on the video unfurled. Spencer had woken up and alarmed Billy of the attacker and the two strangers had run off.
"…Oh man, I thought she'd be upset but I didn't think she'd go that far." Billy commented, before he shook his head again and rubbed his temples with a groan. "Ughhh, man, that was one of my biggest fans. She'd always try and break in back stage to see me, and there were many times she tried to kidnap me too. Hell, she'd probably dig up my grave if she knew where it was." Billy explained in a distressed tone.
Spencer stared at him. "You mean you had a fan that tried to kidnap you? That lady's not a fan Billy. She's a stalker, and she almost got you in the afterlife." Spencer said, pausing the video and standing up to look at Billy.
Billy nodded his head. "I know, I know. I had a restraining order on her, but now, I guess she's allowed to be in the area because I'm…well…" He couldn't get his last words out.
"Dead?" Spencer guessed.
"Exactly."
Spencer groaned in annoyance as well. "I can't even tell my dad about what happened or show him the video, because he'd start wondering what the hell happened and why there's a ghost in the house. You don't show up on video, but this is gonna be pretty hard to use if we want to keep you a secret."
Billy gave Spencer a knowing look and nodded. "Well, get some sleep brozo, I'll keep watch." He said with a reassuring grin, and Spencer rolled his eyes but nodded back.
"Whatever, tool bag."
-o-
The next day, Spencer woke up tired, groggy, and paranoid. He'd gotten plagued with nightmares that night, and luckily nothing made him jump out of bed crying, but Billy had probably seen him tossing and turning. The good thing was, Billy was a fraidy-cat, so he couldn't exactly judge another guy for it.
He got up and got dressed for school with no last minute homework to do. School was coming to a close, and soon, Shanilla and Rajeev would be able to help him make real movies and such. But he'd have to inform them of the new events. Either way, he couldn't worry too much-his dad was getting those new alarms set up later that day.
Spencer and Billy didn't get any time to talk to Rajeev and Shanilla about what happened until lunch time, but when they found out, they were both shocked and horrified by the turn of events.
"Spencer, you didn't tell anyone? What if that woman comes back and hurts you or something?" Shanilla asked, her concern obviously growing by the second.
"Well, no, Shanilla. Do you want my parents finding out about Billy?" Spencer asked back. He was trying to defend himself but the girl was pretty darn insistent when it came down to general safety and the law. One would think she'd go into politics when she grew up.
Shanilla harrumphed and crossed her arms. "He's just a ghost, Spencer. It's not like your parents can't handle the dead pop star haunting his mansion. You're acting like he's your secret boyfriend." She countered.
Rajeev instantly made a long 'ew' of disgust but Billy and Spencer both shared different reactions. Spencer blushed slightly at the thought of it while Billy went about thinking.
"Hey, I don't want them thinking I'm crazy or for them to call en exorcist or something." Spencer replied angrily, trying to push back the embarrassing thoughts he had roaming around his mind at the moment.
All the while, Billy ignored the kids. The statement was an interesting one, and it had Billy thinking. Was that really what Spencer was acting like? They were pretty close to each other, they shared the same room, and talked about pretty much anything. Hell, Billy gave Spencer some pretty adult advice from time to time.
The kid was too young for him now, but later, who knows? Spencer did have a thing for the weird and spooky, and Billy didn't have many morals when it came down to relationships.
"An exorcist? It's not like you're being possessed." Shanilla's voice brought Billy back to the conversation and he looked back towards the red as a tomato cousin of his. Distant cousin, he had to keep remembering. That made it less weird thinking about it.
"So? Think of how they would react!" Spencer tried, his side of the argument heavily falling apart.
Shanilla made a rather undignified face at him. "Oh shut up, Spencer. Admit I'm right. This is for your safety."
"My dad's setting up a new security system today. If that lady comes back then she'll have a whole load of trouble trying to get Billy and I. Okay? No problems. We're safe and sound, I promise." Spencer assured her in a frustrated tone. But even then, Spencer still couldn't fight off the thoughts of that crazed woman.
Any errors you found, please notify me and I will attend to them. Also, reviews and feedback is WONDERFUL and still I'm asking for headcanons that I may squeeze into the fic so if you've got anything that fits, feel free to request it! :D
