Can I Keep You? 2
Disclaimer: I don't own GW, or the format to this story, so yes, ahead of time: this is based on "Casper"! I
do own, however, my own Stretch, Fatso, and Stinky. I also own Faye and Dibs.
{PART TWO}
Dibs and Faye ran out of the house, and slammed the doors shut to her black BMW, and got the hell out
of that lot.
Finally reaching their hotel, Faye snapped at Dibs to wake her tomorrow morning and they would finally
get started on her plan.
* * * * *
PLAN A:
Resting her back on her car, Faye pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and turned to the man who had just walked
up the path.
"So you think you can handle it?" She asked him sourly, taking in his appearance. He wore all black, a
priest suit (it's not Duo!) and a black hat. A cross hung outside his robes, and a Holy Bible was resting in
his hand.
"Yeah, I know what I'm doing. I've seen the movies and I'm pretty confident. Piece of cake. Piece of
crumb cake!" He said, and walked up to the building. He opened the door, as Dibs and Faye sunk behind
the car, watching intensity.
There was a laughing sound, a crack, and the door burst open. Moss, spiderwebs and other things hung
from the priest's hat as he walked down the steps.
"Well? How's it go?" Dibs demanded.
The priest turned around, showing them that his head was twisted backwards. "Piece of cake, crumb
cake."
PLAN B:
There was more laughter as Faye and Dibs watched the house, waiting for news. The man wearing bulky
machines on his back and a green jump suit ran out the house as a chair came flying by them.
"Whoa re you going to call?" he asked. Raising a finger, he grinned a bit before running away. "Someone
else!"
"Now what?" Dibs asked her as they climbed back into the car and to town. Faye slid in by the steering
wheel and faced him.
"What do I do when something stands in my way of a treasure?" she asked him.
PLAN C:
The demolition crew worked feverously into the night and day on the outside, before a bunch ventured in.
While Faye watched patiently for any news, Dibs stood behind checking things off with his clipboard.
Soon, expectedly, laughter sounded and soon the men were climbing into their cars and driving away as
fast as they could from Yuy Estate.
"Please, people! A few ghosts can't hurt you!" Faye called out. "DIBS! Do something!"
Dibs only shook his head and threw his hands up to Faye. Their ghost they met on the first day stood on
the verandah, and shouted after them, "AND STAY OUT!!"
* * * * *
The ghost sat down on one of the plush, yet dusty, armchairs and clicked on the still-running TV.
Flipping through channels, he past a Casper the Friendly Ghost cartoon, Unsolved Mysteries and landed
on CNN.
"…are you lonely? Depressed? Well, you've come to the right place, if you're a ghost!" the newscaster
said into the camera. A young man with long, platinum blond hair appeared on the screen.
"Meet Zechs Marquise, also know as Millardo Darlian (I know it's Peacecraft, bear with me). Zechs is a
shrink for the spirits in the afterworld, and gave up being a shrink for humans after the sudden death of
his wife, Lucretiza Noin. Now, with his younger sister, Relena, he travels the world for in-need spirits."
"Faye and Dibs," the ghost smirked. "At least it's not them."
He ignored the "Hey, Heero, you weakling!" from his Uncle WuFei who was in the middle of a fencing
match with his other Uncle Trowa as he flew by them and into town.
Finally reaching Faye's hotel, he found her cable line and turned the TV on to CNN. Faye was on the
phone, arguing something about bottled water when she noticed the TV.
"…my husband Harry was so restless, his spirit didn't want to leave the house; I called Dr. Zechs and a
week later, Harry left, with a smile." The old lady with a distorted face said.
"This week, Dr. Zechs Marquise is in L.A. but next week, they could be anywhere." The newscaster
finished her report.
"Yes, I'm here…"Faye trailed off. "Forget the water. Get me L.A."
* * * * *
Relena had one foot resting out the window, dangling to the beat of her walkman which just happened to
run out of batteries at the best part.
"Damn," she murmured.
"What's that, Relena?" Zechs asked, switching off the radio he'd been singing to.
"Nothing, Millardo," Relena sighed.
"Oh, Rel…whatever those kids said, its not true, you are not crazy," Zechs said, trying to console Relena.
"They weren't talking about me, Millardo! They were talking about you and your crazy job. Try
explaining afterlife shrink stuff to a bunch of grade nines." Relena pouted. "I just want to stay in one place
at one time for more than two weeks."
"But you were so happy to pack"— Millardo was interrupted by Relena's explosion.
"NO! You have packed up my stuff, drove me to nearly forty different states," Relena sighed. "For once, I
want to stay in one place for longer then two weeks."
Millardo frowned and pulled the car off the abandoned highway.
"Wha?" Relena broke off, sitting upright, and bringing her foot inside.
"Listen, if I don't get anything this time, I promise it's the last," Millardo said, leaning over to look
Relena in the eyes.
"The last? No more moving around, packing?" Relena asked him in disbelief.
"Promise."
Relena held out her pinkie and they did a pinkIe-promIse. "To Friendship Harbor, Maine!"
* * * * *
They finally arrived in Maine and the town in late afternoon, driving up the Yuy Estate pathway. They
spotted Faye and Dibs right away.
Millardo got out of the car with Relena, and they looked up at the Victorian house. Faye walked over to
Millardo and said, "Mr. Marquise, so nice to see you!"
They shook hands and Millardo looked around, finally noticing Dibs.
"oh, this is Dibs, and I am Faye Cardigan. DIBS, check," Faye snapped her fingers, and Dibs held it out
across Millardo. He tried to pluck it, but Faye reached for it first.
"Now, what's the timeline for this? Do you just spray and walk away?" she asked.
"Um…no, this may take from days to weeks to months to years even"—
"Days, best, weeks, no…" Faye demanded, answering him sternly. "Months, forget it! Years, out of the
question."
Dibs repeated her. "Forget it! Out of the question!"
Dibs picked something up out of the car as Faye looked over to Relena. "You're sister?"
"Hi, I'm Rel"—
"Nice to meet you, aren't you pretty? What are you doing with your brother working with ghost? Aren't
you a little too young?" Faye fired, grasping Relena's chin.
"Could you…uh…let go? You're kinda hurting me," she muttered. Once Faye let go, Relena rubbed her
chin and tossed her honey-blonde locks over her shoulder.
Dibs came back from the car and slammed a vase into Millardo's arms, which was over-flowing with
flowers.
"These are for you. Enjoy you're night," Dibs said seriously, and he and Faye drove away and down the
path, leaving too very confused Darlian's behind.
Disclaimer: I don't own GW, or the format to this story, so yes, ahead of time: this is based on "Casper"! I
do own, however, my own Stretch, Fatso, and Stinky. I also own Faye and Dibs.
{PART TWO}
Dibs and Faye ran out of the house, and slammed the doors shut to her black BMW, and got the hell out
of that lot.
Finally reaching their hotel, Faye snapped at Dibs to wake her tomorrow morning and they would finally
get started on her plan.
* * * * *
PLAN A:
Resting her back on her car, Faye pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and turned to the man who had just walked
up the path.
"So you think you can handle it?" She asked him sourly, taking in his appearance. He wore all black, a
priest suit (it's not Duo!) and a black hat. A cross hung outside his robes, and a Holy Bible was resting in
his hand.
"Yeah, I know what I'm doing. I've seen the movies and I'm pretty confident. Piece of cake. Piece of
crumb cake!" He said, and walked up to the building. He opened the door, as Dibs and Faye sunk behind
the car, watching intensity.
There was a laughing sound, a crack, and the door burst open. Moss, spiderwebs and other things hung
from the priest's hat as he walked down the steps.
"Well? How's it go?" Dibs demanded.
The priest turned around, showing them that his head was twisted backwards. "Piece of cake, crumb
cake."
PLAN B:
There was more laughter as Faye and Dibs watched the house, waiting for news. The man wearing bulky
machines on his back and a green jump suit ran out the house as a chair came flying by them.
"Whoa re you going to call?" he asked. Raising a finger, he grinned a bit before running away. "Someone
else!"
"Now what?" Dibs asked her as they climbed back into the car and to town. Faye slid in by the steering
wheel and faced him.
"What do I do when something stands in my way of a treasure?" she asked him.
PLAN C:
The demolition crew worked feverously into the night and day on the outside, before a bunch ventured in.
While Faye watched patiently for any news, Dibs stood behind checking things off with his clipboard.
Soon, expectedly, laughter sounded and soon the men were climbing into their cars and driving away as
fast as they could from Yuy Estate.
"Please, people! A few ghosts can't hurt you!" Faye called out. "DIBS! Do something!"
Dibs only shook his head and threw his hands up to Faye. Their ghost they met on the first day stood on
the verandah, and shouted after them, "AND STAY OUT!!"
* * * * *
The ghost sat down on one of the plush, yet dusty, armchairs and clicked on the still-running TV.
Flipping through channels, he past a Casper the Friendly Ghost cartoon, Unsolved Mysteries and landed
on CNN.
"…are you lonely? Depressed? Well, you've come to the right place, if you're a ghost!" the newscaster
said into the camera. A young man with long, platinum blond hair appeared on the screen.
"Meet Zechs Marquise, also know as Millardo Darlian (I know it's Peacecraft, bear with me). Zechs is a
shrink for the spirits in the afterworld, and gave up being a shrink for humans after the sudden death of
his wife, Lucretiza Noin. Now, with his younger sister, Relena, he travels the world for in-need spirits."
"Faye and Dibs," the ghost smirked. "At least it's not them."
He ignored the "Hey, Heero, you weakling!" from his Uncle WuFei who was in the middle of a fencing
match with his other Uncle Trowa as he flew by them and into town.
Finally reaching Faye's hotel, he found her cable line and turned the TV on to CNN. Faye was on the
phone, arguing something about bottled water when she noticed the TV.
"…my husband Harry was so restless, his spirit didn't want to leave the house; I called Dr. Zechs and a
week later, Harry left, with a smile." The old lady with a distorted face said.
"This week, Dr. Zechs Marquise is in L.A. but next week, they could be anywhere." The newscaster
finished her report.
"Yes, I'm here…"Faye trailed off. "Forget the water. Get me L.A."
* * * * *
Relena had one foot resting out the window, dangling to the beat of her walkman which just happened to
run out of batteries at the best part.
"Damn," she murmured.
"What's that, Relena?" Zechs asked, switching off the radio he'd been singing to.
"Nothing, Millardo," Relena sighed.
"Oh, Rel…whatever those kids said, its not true, you are not crazy," Zechs said, trying to console Relena.
"They weren't talking about me, Millardo! They were talking about you and your crazy job. Try
explaining afterlife shrink stuff to a bunch of grade nines." Relena pouted. "I just want to stay in one place
at one time for more than two weeks."
"But you were so happy to pack"— Millardo was interrupted by Relena's explosion.
"NO! You have packed up my stuff, drove me to nearly forty different states," Relena sighed. "For once, I
want to stay in one place for longer then two weeks."
Millardo frowned and pulled the car off the abandoned highway.
"Wha?" Relena broke off, sitting upright, and bringing her foot inside.
"Listen, if I don't get anything this time, I promise it's the last," Millardo said, leaning over to look
Relena in the eyes.
"The last? No more moving around, packing?" Relena asked him in disbelief.
"Promise."
Relena held out her pinkie and they did a pinkIe-promIse. "To Friendship Harbor, Maine!"
* * * * *
They finally arrived in Maine and the town in late afternoon, driving up the Yuy Estate pathway. They
spotted Faye and Dibs right away.
Millardo got out of the car with Relena, and they looked up at the Victorian house. Faye walked over to
Millardo and said, "Mr. Marquise, so nice to see you!"
They shook hands and Millardo looked around, finally noticing Dibs.
"oh, this is Dibs, and I am Faye Cardigan. DIBS, check," Faye snapped her fingers, and Dibs held it out
across Millardo. He tried to pluck it, but Faye reached for it first.
"Now, what's the timeline for this? Do you just spray and walk away?" she asked.
"Um…no, this may take from days to weeks to months to years even"—
"Days, best, weeks, no…" Faye demanded, answering him sternly. "Months, forget it! Years, out of the
question."
Dibs repeated her. "Forget it! Out of the question!"
Dibs picked something up out of the car as Faye looked over to Relena. "You're sister?"
"Hi, I'm Rel"—
"Nice to meet you, aren't you pretty? What are you doing with your brother working with ghost? Aren't
you a little too young?" Faye fired, grasping Relena's chin.
"Could you…uh…let go? You're kinda hurting me," she muttered. Once Faye let go, Relena rubbed her
chin and tossed her honey-blonde locks over her shoulder.
Dibs came back from the car and slammed a vase into Millardo's arms, which was over-flowing with
flowers.
"These are for you. Enjoy you're night," Dibs said seriously, and he and Faye drove away and down the
path, leaving too very confused Darlian's behind.