It was a dark and gloomy night, and Skeppy was walking home from a long week of working and went to the bus stop. His mom needed to borrow his car after she was in a car crash that left her car totaled, so of course, he let her use it. Damn knitting club.
"Skeppy~" He had turned around looking at the floating demon behind him. "Yes?" "Can we stop at the grocery store for eggs? I'm hungry and want an omelet!" Skeppy sighed. "We have food at home."
"But Skeppy, we don't have eggs at home!" He started to ignore him and resumed walking. "Skeppyyyyy!" "No, Bad we aren't going to get eggs because you want an omelet."
"Please?" Skeppy had stopped for a second. "Do you need it?" Bad had put his arms on Skeppy's shoulders. "Can you please get eggs? You weren't talking to me all day!"
"I wasn't talking to you because if I was I would be in a mental hospital, and that is not good."
"You could have at least whispered to me! There was nothing to do."
"You can fly. What do you mean by 'there's nothing to do?"
"Skeppy the sky has limits, and it's boring after a while."
"You know what? I'll get you the stupid fucking eggs if you stop bothering me."
Bad hesitated for a second "Thank y- HEY!"
Skeppy had unlocked the door and entered his apartment room and set the eggs on the marble countertops. "Make an omelet or something, I'm gonna lay down."
Skeppy could hear the stove turning on from the living room, and had then laid down on the couch. "Uhhgg." He felt terrible after baking cakes and such the entire day. Being a baker was his dream job as a kid, but now it's more of a nightmare.
"Hey, Skeppy I made one for you." He set it on the coffee table and left him alone for now.
Skeppy had woke up in the middle of the night after he accidentally fell asleep on the couch. He opened his eyes and saw a blurry image of Badboyhalo floating above him.
Skeppy had muttered some unidentifiable sounds of confusion and used his hands to push himself up into a sitting position. "Bad?"
"Skeppy, your omelet is cold." Skeppy blinked repeatedly. "What?" "Your omelet is cold."
"Omelet?" Skeppy is very confused and tired. "Yes, I made you an omelet."
"You made me an omelet?" Bad picked up the plate and offered it to him. "Yes, Skeppy. I made you an omelet." He went back into a laying position and covered his face with a blanket. "Leave me alone, I'm tired." Bad set down the plate on the coffee table. "I'll leave it here for you. See you tomorrow."
"Skeppy, get up!" Skeppy had been sleeping for the past few hours while Badboyhalo had been preparing for something. "We have a guest coming!"
"huh?" Skeppy had groggily replied with. "Guest?" Badboyhalo was dusting off the TV stand. "Don't you remember? I told you on Monday when you were preparing that one special order."
"That's probably why." Skeppy pushed himself up onto his feet and almost fell over. "Who even is this guest?"
"It's a surprise." Badboyhalo seemed excited about this guest. "I'll be ready in a moment." He walked off into the hallway.
Skeppy was taking the trash out when Badboyhalo tapped him on the shoulder. "They're going to be here soon, so hurry up!"
"I'm going as fast as I can, and that's not that fast." Badboyhalo started grabbing at the garbage bag in Skeppy's hands.
"Hand it to me, I'll be able to do it faster. You can go do something else" Skeppy pulled the bag back from Badboyhalo's grasp.
"I don't think the neighbors would enjoy a spooky ghost bag." He continued going down the stairs to throw it in the dumpster.
Badboyhalo was cleaning in a rather jittery way until he stopped moving and walked on over to Skeppy "He's here!" Badboyhalo had been interrupted by the sound of a knock on the door.
Badboyhalo had skipped along over to the door then opened it, and when Skeppy peeked over to see who it was he saw a small figure that seemed to illuminate a soft, orange glow.
"Hello, Sapnap, my boy!" When Badboyhalo had dragged the boy inside by the hand, Skeppy could get a clearer look.
He looked short, probably a child, and seems to have fire as ahead and as a body. His striped pajamas are in mint condition, despite existing as a being of flames.
"So, uh, what is he?" Badboyhalo had lifted Sapnap onto the couch, being too short to get onto it without struggling. "He's my son, Sapnap."
"oh." Skeppy was not surprised but also disappointed. He is not sure why, though. Badboyhalo had sat down on the couch and lifted Sapnap onto his lap. "Come to papa."
"Sapnap, was it?" Skeppy had tried talking to the kid, but I don't think Sapnap has a mouth. He looked towards Skeppy, but that was about it.
"Skeppy, can we talk alone for a second?" Badboyhalo looked at him with a displeased expression. Badboyhalo lifted Sapnap off of him onto the couch and walked him and Skeppy into the hall.
"Now, Skeppy, I'm not saying you will but if I hear any mention of swearing or anything else, not child friendly I will be very angry."
"Wow, that's kind of rude assuming I would say such foul things around a dead, probably over 100, 'child"
Badboyhalo doesn't enjoy sarcasm.
"Skeppy, he's a toddler. He may be... dead... But, he is still a child."
"Man's been on Earth, technically, for longer than I've been here. He's not a baby anymore."
Although it was true that Sapnap was a toddler, there was something Skeppy was missing in his argument.
"Sapnap's not like me, he's a ghost. According to what I've researched for the past 60 years, I think, most ghosts end up having the same mindset when they died."
Skeppy remembered something he wanted to ask earlier. "Also, what's the deal with him not talking, or even making noise in general? Kind of spooky."
"Did you not even hear what I said earlier?" When Badboyhalo finished his sentence, their conversation was interrupted by the sound of breaking glass.
Badboyhalo had nudged Skeppy out of the way to see what Sapnap had done. "So, what is it?" Skeppy had asked from the hallway.
Although Skeppy could easily go see it himself, he decided he wanted to stay in the hall. He did not want to deal with whatever that was. "SAPNAP!" He could hear Badboyhalo shout from the living room.
Skeppy had walked forwards a bit just to see a little more of what is going on over here. Badboyhalo had picked up Sapnap and rushed him into the kitchen, and when he peered over into the living room he saw that Sapnap had knocked over a cup full of orange juice.
"oh damn," Skeppy had whispered to himself hoping that Badboyhalo wouldn't hear him. "Wait, my hardwood floors!" Skeppy walked quickly over into the bathroom and grabbed a rag to clean up the spill with.
When he got back to the living room he saw that Badboyhalo had already taken care of it, glass and everything. He stuffed the rag into his pocket.
Everyone had relaxed for a bit, Badboyhalo decided to put on a movie. After scrolling through the selection for a bit, he finally chose one called Robin Christopher where evil bears were fighting against society and Robin is the only one capable to save the human race.
"Hey Skeppy, I'm gonna go buy some popcorn from the store. Can you watch Sapnap while I'm gone?"
"Yeah, sure... Wait..."
"Is something wrong?"
"Yeah, you're dead. And invisible, at least to most people."
"Oh, I forgot. Can you get some?"
Skeppy had gotten off the couch. "Okay. This movie sucks anyway."
As Skeppy was leaving the apartment, he could hear Badboyhalo shout at him "Thank you!" And the only thing left was in the apartment was himself and Sapnap.
"Sapnap, I'm sorry you had to wait so long before I could see you again." Badboyhalo had felt guilty, as it has been 20 years because of traveling and many other things.
"Also, I'm sorry that I had been so foolish that night. If I didn't go after them, maybe I would have been able to raise you longer and you wouldn't have to end up like this."
"I'm sorry for not apologizing earlier even though I had a century to do so, even a bit longer than that."
"Please forgive me."
Sapnap couldn't tell what he was saying, but he could understand emotion. The boy crawled on over to his father's lap and laid his head there.
"Thank you."