Disclaimer: Not mine. The idea of a Ghost Gossip Network is... but it doesn't do much yet (I can't convince a ghost to admit to using it)
What did it take? Three months of complaining, getting the stylized DP splattered across my chest, and saving the entire town with another invention I stole form Dad. And just now they stop calling me Inviso-Bill?
There has got to be something wrong with this town.
Oh. Yeah. That would be the house with the giant ghost shield generator on top of it, and Fenton Portal beneath it.
So... it's my parent's fault that there's something wrong with this town? No, wait that isn't quite right.
Well anyway, after that whole mess with the ghost king, I actually started thinking. I know- it would give Lancer a heart attack. Or make him shout "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone!" Either way he would be avoiding the students for a while.
The truth is, almost all the ghosts I've fought either knew or knew of each other and/or me before this whole thing began. And even though I know I have seen them fighting each other, they seem to have a neutral ground, there are times in which they won't fight. Every last one of them, including Vlad, knew about this ghost king (okay he released it, but he had to have known of him in the first place to do it). They knew who he was and what he was capable of, even though none of them were old enough to have been under his rule.
There is communication, information trade, gossip- whatever you want to call it, there is a steady amount of it in the ghost zone. Every ghost has some idea of what is going on with other ghosts.
Except for me. And that might just have something to do with my "Fenton Thermos first, deport to the Ghost Zone second" methods. I have no real clue what is going on with any ghosts until they show up, usually to attack me or get attacked.
After all this with the ghost king I have realized one thing: I need to make some connections with my fellow ghosts beyond the whole jam them in a thermos thing.
Otherwise I might not have any warning next time.
A/N: Please. Tell me what you think. And if there is anything glaringly wrong tell me. You might just get me to fix it.