Casper couldn't really dance, not fast anyways. It wasn't really his kind of dancing, he found it didn't suit him too well, truth be told, he felt he looked stupid while normal dancing. He was light and dainty, so soft and dainty was the only kind of dancing he felt ok with. Sadly this type of dancing didn't really match modern music…

So, all he could really do was shimmy and let Thatch try to help him. That being said, the vampire seemed to be enjoying it.

"I feel dumb." Casper chuckled sheepishly.

"Well, you're certainly not a pro…" Thatch joked.

"Oh, you're no help!" the ghost playfully pushed the other away.

The vampire smirked.

"Humor me for a bit. Once a slow song comes on, you can do what you're good at." He chuckled.

"I don't know if I'd say 'good', I'm decent."

"You're good. You slow dance like you're from a fairy tale." Thatch stated matter a fact.

The ghost laughed.

"No, you really do, I'm not even saying that as a compliment, it's just a fact." The vampire continued.

"Well if I'm like a fairy tale, which one am I?" Casper raised a brow with a warm smirk.

Surprisingly, Thatch replied immediately.

"Easy. Snow White." He stated bluntly.

"How do you figure that?"

"Well, for one thing, you are literally white as snow." The vampire smirked jokingly. "You're very kind, and you're very good with animals. You'd baby talk to a Chimera, and probably end up sticking it in a sweater. You clean and cook a lot, especially for your three uncles, who might as well be three dwarfs. I think Kibosh fits the role of evil step mother pretty well, and you'd definitely help an old hag if she showed up in your backyard asking for some water." He explained further.

"Have you thought this out beforehand?" Casper chuckled.

"It's crossed my mind before." The vampire shrugged. He then leaned closer to his date and smirked. "And, you're definitely the fairest around." He stated with the most charming tone he could muster.

"Smooth." Casper chuckled again, this time with a slight blush.

Thatch reared back up, still smirking.

"Thank you, I try." He chuckled.

Eventually a slow song came on and they thoroughly were enjoying themselves. The ghost was snuggled into the others shoulder, because let's be honest, most of slow dancing is just an excuse to hold someone close. He had actually managed to forgot about his current issues at home.

Annnd then someone poked him on the shoulder.

Thatch and Casper looked over at the person, or rather, people trying to get their attention. It was three students, 2 boys and a girl. The three had confused expressions.

"Yes?" The vampire raised a brow, sounding a bit perturbed.

"Uhh, we've never seen either of you before. Do you go to this school?" One of the boys asked with a raised brow.

"No." Thatch stated bluntly.

Casper slowly smirked as a rather mischievous idea crossed his mind.

"Well…not anymore anyways." The ghost smiled at the three in a suspicious way.

Before anyone could say anything else, Casper turned both himself and Thatch invisible.

The three kids turned pale and made various noises of distress, then turned on their heel and sprinted out of the gymnasium yelping, people starting after them. Since everyone's eyes were on the three students, Casper turned them both visible again.

The vampire held his date at arm's length and stared at him with a speechless, confused sort of smile. The ghost was chuckling sheepishly, trying to hide a grin with his hand.

"What- why-!? What the hell was that?!" Thatch asked, astounded, pulling Casper towards the hallway doors.

Once they were in the quieter hallway, the ghost couldn't help but laugh a bit louder.

"You hate scaring people, what on earth was that?!" The vampire asked, flabbergasted.

"I usually dislike scaring people, mainly because Kibosh pushed it so hard on everyone…that and some other reasons I don't want to bring up right now…" he looked off to the side, a slight sadness in his eyes despite his smile. But after a second he looked back at Thatch.

"But, I know how much you like seeing people get freaked out…I just wanted to make you smile…" he smiled sweetly with a slight flush on his face.

Thatch was speechless, absolutely astounded.

"You…You won't scare for your uncles, you won't scare for your grades, you won't scare even when all the underworld makes fun of you for it, you won't scare even if a King tells you to, you wouldn't scare if your own life depended on it. But…you'd scare someone…to make me smile?" he blinked, dumbfounded.

"Don't get used to it, it's only a special occasion kind of thing." Casper smirked and poked the others chest playfully.

The vampire stood there blankly for a moment.

That did it. He was simply going to have to marry him one day. He'd be an absolutely moron to let someone like this go.

"Damn, I love you." Thatch laughed after a moment.

The ghost blushed and smiled sweetly. He held out his hand.

"Back to dancing?"

Thatch took his hand, and they went back to the dance.

They slow danced for a while more, the vampire still thinking about how surprising Casper could be sometimes.

Meanwhile, if the ghost could purr, he would. He felt warm and happy.

Annnd then someone ELSE interrupted them.

Someone poked Thatch on the shoulder. This time the lady was clearly a teacher. She reminded Casper so much of Miss Banshee, that he felt his soul leave his body for a moment…which doesn't make much sense for a ghost, but you get the point.

"Students must slow dance with at least 6 inches between them." She instructed.

"Lady, that defeats the point of a slow dance." The vampire rolled his eyes.

"Don't give me any sass Mr, else I'll report you to your parents!" she snapped.

He laughed.

"Go ahead, I don't care."

She stammered angrily.

"Ugg! Fine! I will! What's your name?!" she demanded.

"Thatch Macabre." He replied simply.

She wrote it down on a pad, and then stared at Casper. She cringed and shook her head.

"The things young women wear these days…" she muttered.

This was not the first time the ghost had been mistaken for a girl, nor would it be the last. He wasn't insulted by any means, of course not.

But he was thoroughly irritated by her interruption. And this was particularly not a good time in his life to be interrupting his dates. So, he did what he did earlier.

He smirked in a devious way and his sclera turned blue, his iris's a darker blue.

"It won't do any good to call his parents, their phone number is the funeral homes answering machine." Casper replied with a eerie tone, and then turned Thatch and himself invisible.

The lady's response was a bit slow, her brain had to take a moment to process that remark mixed the fact that the two individuals were suddenly gone. When she did react though, she didn't run, nor did she scream.

She fainted.

She fell backwards, and the ghost quickly grabbed her wrist to stop the fall. (He didn't want her to smash her head on the linoleum.) A few people saw her start to fall, and now they stood staring at what looked like a woman half levitating. The woman let out a very freaky unconscious groan, a few people screamed. Someone shouted "MISS FAVOLI IS POSSESED!" and a dozen or so people screamed, and ran out the gymnasium back door. The rest of the guests were funneled out, ether being pushed, or just running because they saw other people were running. And in a matter of moments, the gymnasium was cleared.

So, Casper, Thatch, and an unconscious, crumpled up teacher, were left in the gymnasium by themselves.

The vampire let go of his boyfriend, becoming visible again. He then proceeded to practically double over laughing. It was that really giggly kind of laughter that you can't stop no matter how hard you try.

The ghost became visible again as well, staring at the empty gymnasium.

"T-that didn't go t-to plan." Casper mumbled, starting to giggle as he watched Thatch loose it.

After a few moments, the two calmed down enough that the vampire could talk again.

"Oh, I think you just gave me the best birthday present for the next 10 years!" Thatch exhaled, trying not to burst into laughter again.

"It's not your birthday yet." The ghost gave a lopsided smile.

"I'm counting it anyways! That was fantastic!" The vampire grinned.

Casper looked out at the empty gymnasium, and then back down at the woman on the floor. He had a confused and disappointed frown on his face.

"They just left their teacher…" He mumbled, lightly gesturing to her.

The vampire laughed again.

"You sound so disappointed in them!" he snickered, rubbing tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Not a single person grabbed her on the way out…" the ghost gave a half laugh. "Help me put her on that chair, I don't have the heart to leave her on the floor." He turned back to his boyfriend.

"She sounded like she was a jerk." Thatch chuckled.

"Maybe, but she's old and frail."

They put the lady on a chair, then proceeded to grab some cupcakes and head out of the school via the way they came in. As they walked down the hallway, the vampire spoke up.

"So, you wanna head back to the school?" he asked, gently kicking a balloon on the floor.

"Actually, since it's not that late, I wanna take you somewhere." Casper smiled.

"Oh~?" Thatch smirked.

The ghost rolled his eyes with a chuckle.

"No, get your mind out of the gutter. If we tried anything up there, we'd fall off."

"It's up high? Where exactly are you taking me?"

The ghost smiled.

The two sat on the roof of the lighthouse, using the railing around the edge to keep themselves from sliding off.

"I see why you told me to get my mind out of the gutter, this is fuckin precarious." The vampire remarked as he settled.

"Not afraid of heights, are you?" Casper joked.

"No more than anyone else is, well, anyone who can fly." Thatch snorted.

The ghost chuckled as he stared out at the ocean view, smiling gently.

"I used to come up here a lot when I felt depressed." He stated quietly.

"You came to the top of the lighthouse?"

"Yeah, no one ever comes here, and no one would think to look for me up here." Casper replied matter a fact.

"I can see that."

"And I love the view. Makes things seem…smaller, you know?" the ghost tilted his head at his boyfriend.

The vampire nodded.

There was a moment of silence as they watched the crashing waves below.

But Thatch then spoke up again.

"So…what school did you go to before Scare School?" he asked, raising a brow.

"Oh, It was super small, there were only like 10 other kids there, there is one teacher, who is also the principle. It was so small that there was no cafeteria, we usually ate outside, unless it was raining or snowing. Then we'd eat at our desks." Casper replied.

"Jesus, it sounds like an old timey school house." The vampire laughed.

"It is. It's that old school house in the woods near the portal station." The ghost chuckled, vaguely gesturing in the direction.

"People still use that?! That thing is older than my dad! I've never even seen anyone there! Granted, I don't fly over it very often."

"Yup, still in use, but only for grades 5- 7. When I went there, most of my classmates were ghosts, there were a few other monsters, but not many." Casper further explained.

He stayed silent for a moment, thinking before speaking again.

"I know it might sound hard to believe, but in a lot of ways, it was worse there than Scare School."

"Oh?" Thatch raised a brow.

"Almost every single classmate hated me, more so than anyone at Scare School. Even you, Dummy, and Slither are nowhere near the level of jerk that these students were. Oh, uh, no offence…" The ghost chuckled.

"…I'm not offended…" The vampire replied quietly, hesitantly.

"Especially this one girl, not to be rude to her, but…she'd make for a great Regina George in a play…"

"I don't get that reference."

"Ok, adding Mean Girls to the movie list. She once said I had no spook appeal, and I just haven't been right since." The ghost laughed.

Thatch made such a confused face that it made his boyfriend laugh.

"Spook appeal? The fuck is spook appeal? Is that how scary you are, or how sexy you are?" he raised a brow, looking off to the side as if I'd give him an answer.

"We were only like 12, so I'm not sure what she meant by it, and I'm not sure I want to." Casper laughed.

There was another pause.

"I'm sorry by the way…" The vampire mumbled, playing with the cuffs of his sleeves.

"Huh?"

"I wouldn't have picked on you so much if I had known I was gonna like you so much one day…" Thatch continued quietly.

The ghost smiled gently.

"It's ok. I forgave you a while ago. And you know, you've grown a lot…" he replied.

The vampire snorted.

"Ugg, how dare you." He smirked with a chuckle.

"And besides, we lived in a society that encouraged aggression and mocking. You were just acting the way you'd been taught to. I've always known that, so I've never really been mad at you about it. Frustrated, but never mad." Casper explained, leaning back down.

Thatch leaned back again, looking up at the night sky.

"You know…I've never star gazed with someone." He remarked.

"No?"

"Nope. Or by myself for that matter. So you'll have to point out constellations, cause I got no idea."

The ghost looked up at the sky for a moment.

"I don't really see any either. Does that set there look like a snake?" he asked, pointing a certain direction.

"I'm pretty sure you could make a snake with any set of stars." The vampire chuckled.

"True."

"Well, if we can't find any constellations, they why don't you tell me some star myths, book nerd." Thatch raised a brow with a slight smirk.

"Ok, let's see here…Oh!" Casper smiled brightly as the idea came to him. "Have you heard the story about the sun maiden and the moon?" he asked excitedly.

"No." the vampire shook his head.

The ghost scooted closer to his boyfriend and leaned into his shoulder, taking his hand.

"Ok, it starts off in the cold Russian wilderness. There lived a young man and his sister…" he continued.

Stretch sat down in the office of Alder and Dash.

"So, do you still want to go through with pulling Casper out of the school?" Dash asked, raising a brow.

The ghost paused for a moment, staring at the desk, deep in thought.

"You don't get to be protective of me! All you've ever done is try to make me miserable." "You've going to drive him away, then you'll lose your brother all over again."

Then he sighed sadly, in a defeated manor.

"No."

"Ok, well please do try to refrain from making these kind of choices whilst on mind altering medication." Dash continued, putting Casper's paperwork in a desk drawer.

Stretch found the statement odd, but decided not to chase it. He was tired. He hated admitting he was wrong, or accepting defeat, and today he did both. He needed a nap.

"Now please get off property, you are still banned from casual visits." Alder added.

Stretch nodded and left the office.

But before he left the school, he had to leave a note at Casper's dorm. His nephew wasn't answering texts or calls, nor was he visiting home, so the only way to tell him he won was by leaving him a note. The uncle went and slipped it under his dorm door before heading home.

It was Sunday now, Casper finally came back home and caught up on some chores. He was outside when Thatch visited him. The two were chatting and smiling.

Stretch glared at them from a window.

Stinky came down the hallway and looked out at what his brother was frowning at.

"You know, they're quite cute together, really." He chuckled with a smile.

"Oh, shut up." Stretch snapped.

Stretch phased his head out the window and yelled;

"YOUNG LOVE DOESN'T LAST!" at the two, before scurrying away back into the depths of the house to watch some TV.

Excuse me while I pick and choose details from the various different cannons like I'm constructing a sandwich at Subway. XD