The next morning, the sun rose over the seaside beside Whipstaff Manor. Inside the mansion, a door opened, and a familiar hand held out a small vacuum suction device. Kat looked around, hoping that there weren't any ghosts in sight; when the coast was clear, she walked slowly into the empty room. As she made her way to another set of doors, the young girl wearily looked around, hoping to catch the ghosts. Soon, Kat opened the doors that led to the kitchen. But just as she was about to go into the kitchen, Casper appeared right in front of her and cheerfully greeted, "Good morning!"
Kat was ready to scream, but Casper quickly wrapped himself around her mouth as he begged, "No, no! Please don't scream! I promise I won't hurt you! I'm a ghost – yes, I admit it – but I'm a friendly ghost. You have to trust me! You scream, you'll wake up my uncles, and they get awfully cranky! I'm gonna let you go now, okay?"
Kat nervously nodded before Casper unwrapped himself, setting her mouth free. Kat felt her cheek and softly remarked, "You're so cold."
"Yeah, but it saves on the heating bill!" Casper giggled before flying away into the kitchen. He then took a hold of a chair and pulled it out for Kat to sit on. Kat hesitated a bit, but Casper coaxed, "Come on… it's okay."
As Kat approached Casper, she said, "I-I can see right through you!"
"It kinda happens when you don't have any skin," Casper sighed as Kat took a seat next to the chair Casper saved for her.
Once seated, Kat got a closer look at Casper and asked him, "What are you made of?"
"Well, you know that tingling feeling when your foot falls asleep?" Casper asked her, "I think I'm made of that!"
Just then, a bell dinged. Casper flew over to a stove, lit one of the stove tops, and then put on a white chef's hat. The ghost then tapped on an alarm clock, and an egg rolled down to a little machine where it was cracked; the yolk landed in the center of a frying pan over the lit stove top.
Kat looked at the frying egg and said, "Um, sunny-side-up kinda makes me hack."
"No problem!" Casper smiled as he scrambled the egg yolk. He then turned to some sizzling pancakes and flipped them over before impressing Kat by pouring some orange juice into a cup as the juice went through his hand, too! When he finished pouring, Casper flung the excess juice pulp away.
Kat then asked the ghost, "So, can you go invisible?"
"Oh, that one's easy!" Casper chuckle as he picked up the glass of juice. With the blink of an eye, he turned invisible as he carried the juice over to Kat. When he got to the girl, Casper made himself visible again and said as he handed her the juice, "It's fresh."
Kat slowly took the glass and felt her hand going through Casper's hand. "Go ahead," the ghost softly coaxed her.
"I've never done this before," Kat said as she put the glass of juice down.
"Me neither," said Casper.
"Can you hurt me?" Kat asked.
"Mmm, no," Casper answered.
"Can I hurt you?"
"No."
Kat hesitated a bit, and then she slowly lifted her hand up. Casper then moved his hand towards Kat's, and then the two hands met. Unsurprisingly, Casper's hand went right through Kat's. "Cool," Kat smiled.
Just then, James arrived at the kitchen. Sensing that Dr. Harvey was here, Casper shot up and floated straight above the table with his hands behind his back. "Uh, morning, Dr. Harvey!" Casper said nervously before he flew over to James, "Some breakfast?"
James looked right at Casper with amazement and just stammered. Then, he sat next to his daughter and asked, "Honey, are you okay?"
"Yeah," Kat nodded.
"By the way, where's your sister?" James asked, noticing that Michelle was absent at the table.
"She's sleeping in," Kat answered nonchalantly.
"Good morning!" Michelle's voice said.
James and Kat turned around and saw Michelle arrive into the kitchen. Casper also noticed her and cheerfully said, "Hiya, miss!"
Michelle gasped with shock at the sight of a ghost making breakfast, but Casper quickly floated over to her and said hastily, "No, no, no, no! Don't scream!"
"His uncles will wake up if you do," Kat added as she looked at her sister, "Besides, Casper's proven to be a friendly ghost!"
"Want some breakfast?" Casper asked as he floated back to the stove.
Michelle was speechless. "Ummm… sure, uh, yeah… yes, please!" she replied with a nervous grin before sitting down at the table by her sister.
A few minutes later, Casper brought some plates of pancakes and scrambled eggs over to the Harveys. Casper then flew over to James and asked him, "How about a paper? The New York Times? The Journal? How about a press?"
"Sure," James said.
Casper snapped his fingers and grinned, "Comin' at you!" He then flew over to the top of cabinet and flew through the wall, leaving his chef's hat behind.
Michelle managed a little smile and said, "Perky little phantom, huh?"
"Well, uh, hope you girls are hungry," James said to his daughters.
"You're lucky you get to go to school," Michelle remarked to her sister, "Guess who has to stay home and…"
Her sentence was cut off when the sound of helicopters flying came out of nowhere. The Harveys all looked around as they felt a gust of wind in the kitchen, and heard the tune to the Ride of the Valkyries by Richard Wagner. The father and daughters hid under the table as they looked up and saw the Ghostly Trio floating down from the ceiling as they hummed the tune.
As the three ghosts took their seats, Stretch inhaled deeply and remarked, "I love the smell of FLESHIES IN THE MORNING!" He shouted and banged his fist on the table at the last few words. The impact of the fist banging caused a window to open, shining sunlight upon the Ghostly Trio. Neither of the ghosts liked that bright light, and they all began melting as they reenacted the famous scene from The Wizard of Oz.
"I'M MELTING, MELTING!" all the ghosts cried out with agony, "AUNTIE EM! AUNTIE EM! OH, WHAT A WORLD, WHAT A WORLD!" Pretty soon, they were all melted into one big, phantasmic blob before they disappeared completely.
"Well, good riddance to those creeps!" Michelle huffed.
"They're gone!" James said softly with astonishment.
"What happened?" asked Kat.
"They must… they must've crossed over!" James gasped.
"Really?" Michelle asked.
Just then, all the windows in the kitchen opened, and Fatso's voice was heard saying, "I don't think so!"
The Harveys looked over and saw the three ghosts wearing sunglasses, reading magazines, waving fans, and drinking soda as the sound of seagulls and waves were heard in the background. "Guess again, bone-bags!" Stretch laughed as his brothers joined in the mockery.
Michelle and Kat both frowned at the Ghostly Trio, but James greeted them nonchalantly, "Fellas, good morning!"
"CASPER!" Stretch yelled as he and his brothers took their seats again.
Casper burst through the kitchen doors, and was about to give James a newspaper when Stretch grabbed him and snarled, "How dare you serve these innard-sucking intruders before us?"
Casper began nervously, "I was…"
Stretch became larger and his eyes grew bigger and redder as he yelled, "GIMME… MY… MEAL!" Then, he threw Casper towards some cabinets.
Casper came out of the cabinets with three dessert plates as he sighed, "Okay, okay!"
The little ghost then served each of his uncles a plate of dessert, and the three of them all dug in. "I feel like Oprah on hiatus!" Fatso remarked as he gobbled his food.
"You LOOK like Oprah on hiatus!" Stretch told him.
The Harveys all watched with shock and disgust as the Ghostly Trio used bad manners to gobble up their food; since neither of them had stomachs, all the food travelled through their bodies and splattered all over the floor!
"You know what the problem is?" Stretch asked his brothers as they ate, "Casper's got no respect for us!"
Casper swept up the fallen food as Fatso added, "After all we've done for the little glow-worm!"
Stretch moved his head under the table and looked at Casper, asking him with an annoyed tone, "Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing, bulb-head? This floor used to be dirty, and now you're picking it all up?"
The Harveys watched the scene as Casper stated to his skinny uncle, "Well, we have company!"
"Oh yeah?" snarked Stretch, "Well, company loves misery!" He then transformed into a soccer shoe and kicked Casper away as the sound of a cheering crowd came into audio.
The Ghostly Trio all cheered at Casper's departure, while the Harveys came back to the table. Kat glared at them and growled, "You guys are disgusting, obnoxious creeps!"
"Yeah!" Michelle added, "You ought to be ashamed, you ghostly, gut-wrenching rats!"
"Thank you!" the Ghostly Trio said in unison with innocent smiles.
"I mean, what's your problem?" Kat continued telling them off, "You just clean the floor!"
"Hey, shut up, skin-bag!" Stretch snarled at her.
"Watch your mouth, you filthy phantom!" Michelle shot at him.
"Stay outta this, doll!" Stinkie growled at her.
"Piss off!" Kat told Stretch.
"Think of me!" Stretch said.
"Get a grip!" Kat snarled.
"Honey!" James said as he took his younger daughter away from the ghosts, "It's a school day."
As James walked Kat towards the door, the Ghostly Trio mocked at her, "You don't wanna be late!"
"DROP IT!" Kat yelled at them.
Michelle glared at the ghosts and yelled at them, "You're not our mother! Our mother is DEAD!"
The ghosts all laughed as Michelle huffed and growled under her breath, "The sooner I can go to college, the better!" She then looked up with awe and thought to herself, "College… soon… going… yes!" She smirked at the last word, for now she had an idea.
"Have a lot of fun!" James called to Kat as he had her leave the kitchen and closed the door behind her, "I know you will!"
Michelle looked over and called, "Yeah! Have a good time at school!" She then looked at the table and smiled, "While I start making plans for MY future!"
James, meanwhile, looked back and saw Michelle getting up to leave the table as the Ghostly Trio started at him with frowns on their faces. As the three chewed on donuts, James said to them, "Alright, guys, we've obviously gotten off on the wrong foot, here. Now, you know, and I know that you really shouldn't be here, so… I'll tell you what – why don't you go ahead and finish your meal, and you can meet in my office, and start the process of crossing over. What'ya say?"
The only answer James got was the three ghosts spitting chewed up donuts all over him and laughing. Dr. Harvey then wiped some stuff from his glasses, looked at his wristwatch, and said, "Well, it's your hour!"