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It's been a bit too long since I've last updated, so let me begin. This chapter may seem a bit quick and mushy, along with cursing, so there are the warnings. :P

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Title: Just One More Chance

(Hours later, at a Hilton Hotel)

He was known for being cold.

That was what Mr. Derek Wesley Peari was known for- Being cold. It was said that his ice blue eyes were that color from the fact that was how his heart was- Ice cold and blue from the lack of blood and emotion ever given off. People spoke of how he wore black suits every day just because black was the color that matched both his hair and soul. It was joked that his skin was so pale from the lack of sun he got since he was a vampire.

He wasn't known for having a good heart, then again, what high-end millionaire in his early-forties was usually known for having a good heart?

"Please don't scream- We really aren't here to hurt you-"

"I am."

"Maybe a little."

"It'll only be a pinch!"

"Guys!"

His back was up against his rolling chair as far back as he could go, the man gazing in terror as four ghosts were before him in his hotel room. Though the lights were slightly dimmed he could still see their transparent figures, the littlest ghost out of the group yelling at the three older ghosts for what they say a few moments ago. All Derek did was lean in his chair, once clean and smooth papers that had been in his hands now clinched within his fists.

These were the ghosts from the party a few nights ago.

"Sir, we're sorry to bother you so late at night but we just… How is your son?"

"… He's fine, his ankle has healed. Now what do you monsters want?"

As he sneered the words out of his lips in disgust he hid the look of surprise from his face as the little ghost passed him an expression mixed between shock and sorrow. Was he hurt by being called a monster? Could a monster even feel? Instantly he caught the sight of the three raging, older ghosts behind the little one and if looks could kill he would have been dead by now. Did monsters have family affection towards each other?

"Listen here buddy, if ya keep this big, buff man act up I'mma have too-"

"Uncle Stretch, stop! Please, all three of you stop! You promised me at the house that we would do this my way!"

Uncle Stretch? These monsters had uncles; they had family names the same way living beings did?

"We came to talk to you about the incident that happened a few nights ago at the party; we wanna talk about what's gonna happen to our girls."

The fat ghost said, all eyes now turning towards Derek. Though his legs were trembling inside his black slacks he pushed himself upwards to sit a bit higher, a bit taller. Even though he was deathly scared right now he wasn't going to act like a lost puppy- He knew that he was a man and right now all that was happening was that they were discussing, that's it.

If these monsters wanted to discuss then fine.

"What about the girls?"

"Did you already call child services?"

Another ghost spoke up, this one had green eyes and kind of smelled, but at least the smell was bearable, well almost bearable. Still. A hand reached upwards to his pale face, running across his wrinkles and the black bags under his eyes at the question. He didn't want to discuss this, but if these freaks too the time to find him then fine, he would answer them.

He was a man of answers after all.

"…I haven't done anything dealing with that night. All I have done is taken my son to the doctor too see if his ankle was alright after he fell. I've been busy with work since Sally hasn't come in to do her management job for a few days. Both child services and the 'Foxfire And Co' Company has not been called, so Sally still had her daughter and her job still. Why?"

"Please don't call anyone about this, we really didn't mean to scare you and ruin the entire night. It was our faults, not theirs, please don't ruin everything for them just because we did something."

The fleshie slammed his hand against the desk he was by; hand clinched in a fist as he grit his teeth at the creatures before him.

"Don't you understand what has happened? Not only did you scream mostly all of my coworkers from the entire Maine area at the party but even scared children! I could careless about those people though, my son… He was hurt from the incident."

"Ya said he was fine now, didn't ya?"

"He could have been more seriously hurt than that though, that's the problem! Haven't you ever worried about your child?"

Silence is all that happened after his raged shout.

A hand instantly went upwards to his mouth, regretting yelling at these ghosts as he tried his hardest to sink into his rolling chair. Oh God, he was going to get killed now. Stupid, stupid him- He shouldn't have over-reacted over his son; these things weren't going to understand how he felt. All the sudden he watched in astonishment as the oldest ghost with violet eyes glanced at the little ghost with blue eyes. The oldest ghost just gazed at him, the little ghost not realizing that he was being stared at.

Wait… Was this monster… Thinking over his last question with compassion?

"Hear us out and if ya don't agree with us then we'll leave and we can all act like this never happened, alright? Just give us a few moments of ya time to hear our side of da story."

"…Agreed."

The oldest ghost fidgeted within his floating area, eyes narrowing dangerously as though fighting with his emotions on the situation. Derek placed his arms on his thighs as he leaned towards the ghost, waiting for his side to begin. It was amazing really… The last time he had saw this ghost his face had been twisted and had been the ugliest thing he ever saw. Now here he was though, floating with his family as he was about to begin his side of the situation.

This was amazing.

"We promised the gauls that we wouldn't ruin their party and go hauntin' that night, but instead we all stayed home to see how the party would go. Bulb-head was at Sara's party where ya little boy was while the boys and I were at Sally's office party. Everything was goin perfectly; nobody knew that we were even dere! Until you walked through the door…"

Was it just him or did that ghost's eyes just turn scarlet for a second?

"Ya walked through the door wearing a vampire costume, the same damn costume that Sally wore also, ain't that funny? Then she said your name, whispered it even like it was a damn prayer, and then she gave you that smile of hers. You two chatted away like ya were old friends that hadn't seen each other in years and then ya asked her ta dance with ya. She had agreed to dance with you so quickly that I thought it was in her blood to say 'yes' to ya. I couldn't believe that gaul and how she had…

Fuck it, that ain't the point. So ya two went too the floor and danced, right? Here's da thing- You two didn't just dance, I mean ya two danced. Everyone was watchin' you and I even got a perfect view of da entire thing. You don't understand, none of you do… You two danced perfectly with one another as though you had done it a hundred times before. You twirled her and she laughed with you then I noticed your eyes…"

"My eyes? What about them?"

Stretch sneered, a mocking laugh leave his lips.

"Your eyes are the same color as Sara's."

Derek's mouth fell open to say something but then closed, finally understanding what had truly gone on.

"So then I ruined the party, end of story."

"No, it's not- Why did you two also start scaring everyone at the party?"

Both Stinkie and Fatso battered their eyes lashes with wild grins, though eyes trying to look innocent.

"Duh. We're the Ghostly Trio, if one scares we all scare."

"What about the other party? You three had ruined the party I was at but not the one Terry was at."

"Terry? Who da hell is Terry?"

"His son, uncle Stretch, the one I scared."

Shamefully, Casper floated in front of his uncles, head cast downwards in his own guilt. All his uncles' mouths fell open, blinking in shock at the little ghost's last sentence. The fleshie only sat there in his spot, confused on why they seemed so shock. Casper just said he had scared his son, isn't that what ghosts did to living people? All the sudden all three of his uncles grinned from one cheek to the other, eyes glistening with what seemed to be pride.

"Our baby is growing up!"

"Aww- Come here you!"

"Never thought I'd say this- But I'm so proud of ya, Short Sheet!"

In an instant all three uncles tackled Casper in an embrace.

Derek only blinked- Were they… Having a… Family moment… In his hotel room?

"I don't scare people usually, at least I don't try too, but I couldn't stop myself… I saw Terry and Sara together laughing and joking away… They were talking and then some girl told Sara that the bottle landed on Terry for 'Spin The Bottle' and both Sara and Terry said they hadn't been playing… You know how some kids are though, they began teasing and being rude so Terry said they would do it. They were about to kiss but, I, well; it's just…"

"I get it, I get it."

"I didn't mean to hurt him, I swear on my life, Mr. Peari. Well; I mean, I swear on my afterlife. Please don't ruin Sally and Sara's lives, they never meant for any of this too happen."

One of his hands rubbed his face while the other hand went though his smoothed back hair, ruffling it up with an exhausted sigh. What was he to do? He understood the entire situation now; he finally realized that they had done everything they did out of jealously… Now what though? He still had a chance to call both child services and the company to make Sally lose her job, the superintendent job that would be given to him if she lost her job? That job, no… Career that he had been wanting for years…

"We're sorry for what we did 'ta not only those people and ya, but even to your son. Ya got a chance now to keep 'dem together, it ain't… I… You weren't there when that little gaul had cried her heart out to us that she may be losin' her mother. Ya didn't see the hurtful tears fallin' down the cheeks of a woman that I have known for years to be strong and brave.

I'm beggin' ya, let us stay as a family, give us one more chance. We ain't the same without those gauls, we already lost our family once before, don't make it happen again. Without them at Whipstaff anymore it just seems… Lifeless, and I'm getting' tired of not havin' that fleshie at our home makin' the coffee instead of me. We… Really miss 'em and need 'em back, ya know?

I mean… Wouldn't you do anythin' for your family?"

Mr. Derek Wesley Peari was known for being a cold hearted man as I have said before-

But in the end, he was a family man with a heart of gold when it came to dealing with his son.

"Yes, I understand… Family though? Do you all really count yourself as family?"

"In da beginning? Hell no, they just came into our home. Hey, after you've been with some for over two years, ya gotta start to like them, huh?"

"Yeah… Yes, I guess you're right. I won't call anyone about this and I'll fix everything with the company, this was just… A misunderstanding is all. You have my word, Whipstaff family, that your family will be back to the way it was before the party. I promise on my life."

Mr. Derek Wesley Peari was a business man with a cold heart who had always wanted Sally's job and used to never care about what happened to either her or her daughter.

Then again, Derek was also becoming a changing man.

…To Be Continued…

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This chapter was lame, but I'm getting some where, promise. This was just the icing for he side of the cake is all.. P:

So please review, tell me what was liked/disliked, all that jazz!

Have a fantastic day! :D

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