As the sun worked it's way over the ocean it's rays shimmered with every wave that rolled. The paper thin streaks crept through every window and boarded crack that it could find. Lazily in his bed Stinkie slept soundly as he cuddled a pillow close to him and smiled. The ghost dreamed happily of what it'd be like if Melle were a ghost. Now that would be something he'd love to see sometime! He bet she'd smell worse than his great granddaddies shoes after a 10 mile walk through the swampland of Ireland with feet fungus! Gently his cheek nuzzled the pillow as he grinned. The plush of the pillow made it feel so realistic as if he'd really been hugging a body. He imagined Melle to be so soft and squishy in his mind almost like a feather cloud. It was then that he snapped his eyes open and gasped, sitting straight up in his bed he threw the pillow to the floor and stared with wide-eyes. The realization of what his dream had been about poked fun at him over and over again! He couldn't believe it! Had he really dreamed of doing that with that fleshie?! Bewildered he lightly scratched his head looking rather annoyed to himself. As his eyes trailed the cracks of the floor his hand squeezed his red comforter gently. "GAH!!" It was when he spotted Stretch and Fatso that he cried out in surprise and fell to the floor with a thud. Sure he's a ghost but none the less if he isn't concentrating he still hits the floor.
Feeling rather embarrassed Stinkie blushed and grinned nervously up at his brothers who just continued to stare at him unamused by his behavior. Stretch's eyes seemed to pierce with a hatred unknown as he glared at his brother. The true tall tell sign of his brother's annoyance were that of his fingers that tumbled across his arm. "Eheheh, Hey dhere guys! What's up...? Whatcha starin' at me for...? DOH! Dun answer, I was makin' slime bubbles in my sleep wasn' I??" Grinning stupidly Stinkie picked up both arms and shrugged as he tried to play dumb about what happened. It slowly occurred to him that his actions had traveled farther than that of his dreams. He only hoped that they hadn't guessed who he dreamed about!
"Whatta we look like we're stupid 'er somethin?" Stretch growled out as he grabbed his brother up by the ecto near his neck. "Just what da heck were you dreamin' about?! Gettin' so sickenly cuddly wit dat pillow of yours! Dat's somethin' I'd expect from Caspuh, but not from YOU..!"
Just as Stinkie was about to reply the alarm clock he'd placed next to his bed rattled and rang all over the place. "OOH! Saved by de bell!!" A smile quickly formed as he looked at Stretch slyly.
"OOH! WHEN?? I LOVE dat show!!" Fatso chimed out happily as he clasped his hands together. "What...? Screech is my favorite..." He looked helplessly at his brothers who stared at him with uncertainty that they were related anymore.
"Dat is SO STUPID YER GIVIN' ME A MIGRAINE!" with that Stretch formed his right hand into a mallet and slammed it down onto Fatso's head.
"Dat's funny... cause I'm da one wit da splittin' headache...! OOugghh.." Fatso groaned as he split into to halves only to land on the ground and pull himself back together.
"NOW! As I was sayin'! I ... " Stretch just stared with his eyebrows furrowed at where Stinkie had floated. "Great... he vanished!"
"Since we're ghosts wouldn't we still see him...?" Fatso piped as he scratched the top of his head. Growling irritatedly Stretch smacked his own forehead bringing his hand over his face. How was it that he managed to last so many years with two imbecilic brothers like these, AND a friendlier than friendly nephew like Casper? A mystery he figured he'd be trying to solve for the rest of his afterlife at this point.
Swiftly Stinkie dressed himself into his Boomer disguise as he made his way outside to wait for Melle and Kat near the front gate. Hungrily he stared at the block of cheese he nabbed without anyone seeing. This wasn't exactly the breakfast that he had hoped for, but, at least it was something. Tiredly he started eating and stared down the street towards the school. There'd be no way he'd get used to moving around like this. OY and the home work, thank God, Melle had already finished hers and he copied. When he finished the cheese chunk he yawned and stretched. His mind was racked with thoughts about his dream he had earlier. Lightly a blush formed as he shuffled his foot on the ground. There was no way he could like a fleshie..! Was there...? There was just something about her that haunted him! Probably because she was such a weird girl. She was the only who ever watched that show with him and actually enjoyed it the night before! That and she tried to stand up for him?? After all he'd done to her...?? It perplexed him how someone could still be like that. As he waited for the girls the still tired specter drifted off to sleep, leaned up against the wall with his hands in his pockets.
There was a giggle and the next thing he knew he'd woken up to Melle who laughed and poked him. "Hey there sleepy head! How long have you been waiting out here??" With her eyebrows raised she straightened out her back pack. Stinkie gasped and shook his head a little as he pushed himself quickly off the wall.
"G-GAH! I..I fell asleep!? I ..er..I..I wasn' waitin' too awful long, I jus' didn' sleep all dat great last noight! Heheh, I uh,so, C'mon! Let's get goin' den heh, dun wanna be late 'er nothin'..." With a grin he started off into the direction of the school.
Melle just laughed and grinned widely to herself as she trailed after him. "You know you drooled right...?" picking on him she brought her thumb up to his mouth and carefully wiped away the drool and rubbed it onto her pants. "There y'go! Now no one will have to know about you being a drooling baby!" Sticking out her tongue she winked and looked towards Kat. Kat just kind of stared at her oddly a moment feeling rather nauseated by the whole thing. There was STILL something that wasn't right about all of this. It'd be her job to get down to the nitty gritty and find out just WHAT was going on. Did the Trio really hate her that much?
"HEY! I ain't no baby! Though dey are masters at makin'...er..nevuhmind.." Stinkie blushed at the feel of her fingers on his lips, and started to speak about gas though averted it so he wouldn't be caught.
Meanwhile at the Mixed Duds coffee shop across from his work Carrigan and Dibs talked over the fine details with Alvers about the manor. "So why is it so important that I hold off my demolition of this damned house...?" Alvers questioned. "It's an eye soar that needs to go.. It's been around far too long... ! I want it GONE!" Slowly a puff of smoke drifted into his face, causing him to cough as he irked his eyebrows high. Sitting across from him a woman dressed entirely in black slowly lifted up her head as she hid behind a black hat and thick black glasses that matched. A rather annoyed look placed on her face until she finally pursed her lips.
"There is a machine there that I want in the bottom of that house. This machine brings back ghosts from the dead. Of course it's not the machine alone..." Carrigan's voice trailed off as she looked at Dibs.
"There's a red liquid called, "The Lazarus". The last time there were 1 and a half viles down in the basement..And according to Carrigan one of the deranged dead living there brought a little girls father back to life using it..! We need the ingredients.." Quickly Dibs brought out the pictures and showed Alvers. The man swallowed and stared at Dibs and Carrigan a moment.
"How did she...?" Alvers narrowed his eyes at Carrigan as he pondered just what was going on here.
"Let me put it this way..." Carrigan's eyes lit up red as she eyed down Alvers over her glasses. "I wasn't given a good report card, so now I'm here for summer school. If I die while in this human form before I change my ways, I won't make it to the golden gates. I know this isn't exactly me being a girl-scout, but I figure, it's my property, I can do what I want with it...and I want a fortune." A smirk formed on her face. "So do we have a deal...?"
"Deal.." Holding out his hand Alvers shook on it and grinned.
Later on at school, " Sports? I dunno, I used ta play baseball...uhm, I like golf an' hockey though! Not very good at basketball, football or soccer... Eh, I dunno, Ma always said I tripped over my own fe-OOF!!" Books proceeded to fly into the air when Stinkie crashed to the ground. As the books clattered around him Stinkie winced and looked up what had happened. Amber stood there with the Ashley's and covered her mouth.
"Oops, I'm sorry, did I make you trip? I guess I just don't have an eye for losers..." Lightly she sighed and pushed her hair over her shoulders. "Oh, but I do have a good eye for couples. You two losers fit together perfectly in your little geekdom!" Lightly Amber laughed, her Trio of ditsy girls followed in example. Slowly Stinkie climbed back up to his feet and using some tricks with his feet gave the books up to Melle. His eyebrows narrowed a little as he looked at a spooked Melle asking if she was okay. Amber just growled as se stared at the two of them. "HEELLLLOOOO, I'm insulting you here.."
"Doh, I'm sorry, you were talkin? I guess my brain just doesn't compute Stupidity." A smirk formed on Stinkie's face as he continued his walk with Melle."Hehehe, I picked dat up from my brothers..!" Stinkie winked and whispered to her.
"Boomer, you are AWESOME!" Winking at him she walked into the science room. As they walked in they placed their papers into the tray with their "parents" signatures. "Well todays the big day...!"
"The big day fuh what?" Stinkie raised an eyebrow as he placed himself down on his stool. Slowly his eyes wandered over to Kat who glared at him, 'knowingly'. Swallowing Stinkie averted his eyes to Melle again and tried to remain calm. That bratty Kat was going to get him into trouble some how..
"You know, Sex Ed?? I don't know why but I feel so nervous about it...! Something keeps turning around inside my stomach, like butterflies or...yeah.." Blushing Melle placed herself down on her seat and prepared her desk. Stinkie swallowed as his eyes widened behind the glasses. That's right! That's what he'd had the paper signed for. Immediately his stomach turned and twisted into knots. He had to listen to that review in class with her next to him?! His non-existing heart pounded faster and faster in his chest as he started to feel a little heated. What bothered him so much about this..? As the teacher entered into the room you could tell he was tense about this himself. His worries were that the class would act out immaturely and mess up the whole teaching process. As he scanned through the papers to make sure they were all signed he sighed with relief.
"Alright, Let me make this perfectly clear now. If ANY of you have an giggles or laughs that you'd like to get out, please take this moment to do it. Anyone who disrupts the class in any way after that will be handed a detention and if continued a call home where we will have a discussion with your family, or if needed be, Worse!" The teacher firmly stated as he looked at the class and let them get out their giggles and chuckles. When everything died back down the teacher proceeded to start the lesson. First off he pulled out the human body chart and pointed to each and explained their functions. Both Melle and Stinkie focused a little too much at the chart as the pointed out the function of the penis. Stinkie's face was nearly as red as a tomato as he stared with his jaw dropped. From time to time he'd look from the chart to his lap.
"Eh-heh...a...a little t-too much info wouldn' ya say...?" Stinkie whispered to Melle as he pulled on his collar to relieves some heat. "I.. I think I've started sweatin' over he'e... d'ythink he'll toin on da fan...?" Not that HE minded the sweat, but when -he- started to sweat more often than not EVERYONE noticed.
"U-uhm...y-yeah.. I... I guess... I mean.. well, It's what we have to know or else he wouldn't be saying it.." Blushing Melle looked away from him, it was hard to look at him while hearing them talk about sex. Her eyes almost always looked towards his lap and actually some others as curiosity ensnared her. She wasn't the only one though! Kat herself even day dreamed about a certain boy she danced with not too long ago, wondering what it would've been like to be with him, or if they ever would've..? Well if they found the Lazarus ingredients, would they...? They could after all... Kat in turn blushed.
As they started on about the female body, Stinkie could feel himself becoming a little far over-heated. Everyone in the class had started taking notice of the raunchy smell that filled the air. It was almost as if a skunk had died. Everyone's noses scrunched and complaints filled the room as they tried to figure out where the smell came from. Melle who couldn't smell of course just raised an eyebrow at the students and sighed. It was because of them that it took so long to get through this! She just wanted out of this class and fast! Stinkie of course acted as if something smelt rather awful himself, but really couldn't find the words to say. "PLACE your focus to the boards please...!! Now as I was saying the glands of..." The teachers voice trailed off and Stinkie could no longer hear him. The teachers mouth moved but the only voice Stinkie could hear was his own. Those golden eyes that hid behind the glasses trailed over the details of the female body. Over and over again he beat himself up trying not to be tempted to look at Melle, though he couldn't stand it no matter how hard he fought it! It reminded him of the bathroom the other day. The boy started to squirm in his seat and shifted as he tried NOT to imagine her figure.
"M...melle...I... I need ta get outta he'e...I ain't...f-feelin' good!" Stinkie's teeth chattered as he looked towards her nervously. Just as Melle was about to ask him what was wrong, the two of them were called to the front of the class. Their faces flushed over with embarrassment as the kids around them laughed and whispered amongst each other.
"Since you two seem SO interested in our little lesson, I figure, why don't we use you both as an example? So class... let's say these two decided to go out one night. Things start to get heated...The next thing they know they're married... and-" The teacher trailed off as he made an example.
"MARRIED?!" Stinkie's eyes turned to about the size of a pea as he listened in horror to the teacher talking. Of course the little out burst made the students roar with laughter as he shivered in his shoes.
"AND... as I was saying... They decide to have sex one night, what would be the correct position for this...?" As the teacher asked he was answered by one of the students. "Correct... They would face each other like this..Or any of these other possible ones." The teacher corrected Stinkie and how he stood, placing Stinkie's hands where they'd need to be and the position for it to work. There was a reason he did this and it was to show them that he was NOT joking about embarrassing them or getting them in trouble if they acted up in his class.
"D-Dahi...yugh... ah.nngh... Hnnghh.. heheh...!" Stinkie grinned feverishly at his position with Melle, seeing her blush just as badly. His mind raced with naughty thoughts as he found himself rather light headed. "I...uh...medic...!" with that the boy collapsed to the ground in faint.
"BOOMER!" Was the last thing he heard as he watched Melle cover her mouth and stare at him until everything turned black. When he woke up he found himself surrounded by medics who wondered just how he could be alive without a heart beat. Grinning nervously he forced a heart beat to start. The doctors immediately asked him to be tested in their lab, but of course he disagreed. Quickly he rushed into the halls without waisting a minute.
"M-MELLE?? Melle??" Panicked he looked up and down the halls until he spotted her and raced over to her. "Melle! H-Hey dhere, I didn' scare ya's 'er nothin' did I...? I..I mean, I didn' mean ta if I did.. I'm sorry 'bout dat.. It just..." His face flushed over, even if he wasn't sorry about possibly having scared her, it still worried him that she might be mad at him. Why?? He didn't know, but it just did.
"Boomer!! You're okay!" Smiling Melle hugged onto him tightly and shook her head. "Don't worry about it..! I'm just glad to see that you're okay! "
Kat watched rather amused by the fact that Stinkie fainted in front of everyone like that. It wasn't a fake faint either which started up her curiosity even more. There was something very strange going on and no matter what she'd try to get to the bottom of it. "So...shall we start on home? It's... getting kind of...late..." The other two agreed and as they approached the Gate once they arrived at Whipstaff the two exchanged glances.
"Well I uh... I guess I'll see ya's tomorrow.."Stinkie frowned and looked away.
Looking at him a little slyly Melle glanced at him and kissed his cheek. "Later Boomer... feel better...!" Waving she started on into Whipstaff with a smile on her face.
"Come on...you can't be serious..." Kat stared at Melle frowning at her.
"I...I do...!" Grinning widely he touched his cheek and sighed happily. Once the girls were out of sight he floated in place a moment. "GUH, What am I thinkin?! A fleshie an' me.. I ... I can't..! I ... I want...but I don't want... Dis is STUPID! I'm HATIN' DIS!" Flying on into Whipstaff Stinkie landed on his bed. "I'm back...! I didn' loin a thing t'day! So dun ask!" Stinkie placed the clothes in their hiding spot. "Whatta ya starin' at me for like dat?"
"...SHE'S back... and SHE'S staying in J.T.'s room..." Stretch stated flatly, coldly and by his narrowed purple eyes which burned like hell-fire, he was pissed.
"Who's back...?" Stinkie's eyebrow raised as he looked to Fatso who also was rather anguished by this as well.
"I AM." Carrigan stated announcing herself as she stood in the doorway and puffed on her cigarette.