Casper stood next to Ra and Mantha while they handed their bags to a gargoyle. "Okay guys, have fun and enjoy yourself." The ghost insisted. "Thanks Casp." Ra hugged him. Mantha did the same. While the others searched for a free bench in the ship Casper stepped back next to the Coach. Thatch stood on the Coach's other side. The three looked after the ship until it was gone.
Together they went back into the building. Alder and Dash insisted on them getting an extra room, so the other rooms could get cleaned.
Casper just stood infront the room with his blanket over his shoulders, his pillow balanceing on his head and his laptop, phone and all his many charger cables in his hands. Thatch, with his folded blanked and pillow in his hands stepped next to him and looked at the ghost. "What?" the ghost asked. Thatch just shook his head and oppended the door.
The ghost stumbled into the room and threw his stuff on his bed. The ghost put his electronical stuff onto the little table next to him and and jumped at the bed and just layed there. The vampire looked at him again.
"Could you stop staring at me?" Casper asked and grabbed his phone and headphones. Thatch was about to leave the room, when the gymteacher came in. "Get up!" He ordered. Casper got up immediately and stepped next to Thatch. "Since it's your fault that I'm not able to enjoy some time with my wife you'll be punished " The teacher explained and turned around "Well you repoted us, so it's your own fault." Thatch hissed to himself. Franken Gym Teacher turned adound and yelled: "What?!" "Nothing" The vampire muttered.
The students followed the teacher, who explained their task. "You'll clean the boys lockerroom." The ghost and the vampire looked at each other. Of course it didn't sound that bad for someone who's never seen this hell on earth. They found themself infront of the boys locker room. Franken Gymteacher unlocked the door, pointed at the two buckets, a broom and two rags.
Franken Gym Teacher spat: "If you're diligent you'll be done by lunch time." Then he left. Casper looked at Thatch before carefully pushing the door to open it. Both had to cover their nose immediately.
The ghost cleared his throat, grabbed one of the buckets and entered. Thatch was starring at the ghost with disbelief. "Here goes nothing." Casper sighed. The vampire grabbed the other bucket and followed the ghost into the room.
He roled his eyes. Ghost boy was fucking analyzing the room. Thatch asked: "What the fuck are you doing?" "Thinking about what's the smartest way to clean." Casper explained. "Ahhh interessting." The vampire muttered and sat down on one of the benches.
Casper probably hoped Thatch would help him but he obviously didn't neither was he going to. He sat there on one of the benches, opposite to him. The ghost kept quiet for the first fifteen minutes of scratching moss, or what ever that substance was, off the lockers. He had enought though when he opened one of them jumping back with a screech. That Sandwich just fucking moved.
He needed to cover his nose and turned around angrily. "Thatch, I know you hate me and all but we're into this together. Just Help me...please."
"Nah you're obviously doing great without me." The vampire smirked while Not looking Up from his phone. The ghost opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He truned around again. Beeing angry wouldn't help him now.
His stomach turned facing that sandwich. Easy easy. He just needed to. "Yo what's up mate?" Casper flinched. Thatch was now talking with someone on his phone.
The ghost tryed to ignore it. "Yeah I'm stuck with a douchebag- No you remember that ghost. Yeah that wannabe." Casper grid his theeth he cleched his fist, squeezing the rag he had used to clean the lockers. "Yeah he wants me to help him. No wonder he was rejc-" The Vampire couldn't finish his sencence.
The old and especially smelly rag fell from his face into his lap. "I have to call you back." He hissed. The vampire then layed his Phone down before getting up quickly. The anger in his eyes was obvious.
The vampire grew angrier as Casper as able to doge the rag Thatch trew after him. He then started walking towards Casper, grabbing the other bucket full of water.
The cold whater splashed onto Casper's body. "Calm dow-" That was the only thing he could say before getting pushed against the lockers. "What's wrong with you you piece of shit? You're going to regret that."
"So you're mad because I trew a wet piece of cotton at you? Listen I'm not scared of you. You're probably the least intimitaing bully I know." Casper answered. "And you're the saddedst creature I know. No wonder No one Likes y-"
This time it was Casper who pushed Thatch. Usually it wouldn't have been a big deal but since the floor was wet the vampire fell back, but not without pulling down Casper with him.
Silence. Casper sat on Thatch's stomach. The vampire was still laying on his back getting over the the shock. Both heavily breathing.
The ghost flinched. "Shit are you alright? I didn't want to-" He got interruped. Now it was him laying on the ground beeing pushed down by Thatch. The vampire raised his fist ready to punch Casper.
The Coach yelling: "Lunch." Saved the ghost. Thatch growled before getting up rubbing his wet face with his sleeves. Casper stayed back, for a minute he just layed there. He then sighed and followed Thatch.
They had to sit down opposite to each other. Franken Gym Teacher placed a bowl with what was supposed to be soup infront of them.
While Thatch started eating Casper was just stiring his soup. The noodles looked like worms in tepid dirtwater. A couple of minutes after staring at his refelction He pushed the bowl away. "You don't want it?" The vampire asked.
"You can have it." Thatch looked rather confused but he decided to not question it. The ghost looked away when the vampire started eating again.
After some time they were allowed to go back. Casper stopped Thatch before entering the lockerroom. "I'm sorry I pushed you and that I threw that rag after you. Listen- you don't need to help me to clean the room, just help me to get rid of that sandwich." He asked.
Thatch would have said no. He didn't owe anything to Casper. "If you don't want to touch it then that's your problem." He hissed and passed the Ghost. The blue eyed one sighed and followed the bully.
While the vampire sat back down on the bench Casper walked back to the lockers. He kneeled down to get the rag and sighed. He got up qickly just to notice that it was gone. Oh thank- It's gone?!
He truned around in panic. "Thatch it's gone." Thatch was looking at his phone again. "You could do it on your own. So proud." He muttered sarcasticly. The ghost walked towards him in panic, laying his hands on Thatch's shoulders. "You you don't get it it's-" Casper started screeching in fear, pulling Thatch up and infront of him.
"Woah what the fuck." The sandwich crawled along the wall. It's long spiderery legs made a crickery sound.
Thatch looked at the thing with fear and disgust. Casper on the other hand covered his mouth and looked away from it.
The vampire looked at the ghost. "What now?" Casper asked still avoiding to look at it. "Uh I don't know- ah, no-" Thatch took a step back as it was crawling towards them.
It was going faster and faster and faster. They soon wouldn't be able to get further back.
When the sanwich jumped at them Thatch was the one able to doge it. Casper wasn't as lucky. The sandwich stuck to his face, leading him to dall down.
The vampire grabbed the broomstick and firstly slaped Casper across the face, leading the food creature to fall on the ground. Thatch hit it over and over again until it stopped moving.
"I think it's dead." The taller one sighed. "I think imma puke." Casper mumbled in disgust.
The boys stared at it for a while before Casper proceeded to continue to clean the room. Thatch didn't know if it was just shock or the fact that the ghost looked like he would colapse if he'd clean alone, but he ended up helping the ghost.
They got back into their dorm room exhausted and tired. Thatch layed down face first into the matress while his three day roomate just spent probably two hours underneath the shower.
Casper sat down on his bed. Silence. He pulled out his laptop looking for a movie.
"What are you watching?" Thatch asked after a few moments of silence. Casper looked surprised. "You want to know- you're interessed?" He asked confused. The
"Just asking okay?" Thatch hissed. "Uh, anyway I'm searching for something to watch. Probably some stupid splatter... or a shark movie." Casper muttered. He flinched when Thatch sat down next to him, pushing him to the wall. "Could you not-" He got interruped by Thatch. "No and now pick a movie already." The vampire ordered.
While the crazy chainsaw dude, was about to cut through a man's belly, Casper was pressed against the wall. Thatch was sleeping. He concidered it funny. Who could have though that Thatch was able to spread out like that. The taller one's upper body was basically using him as pillow.
Casper wasn't able to focus on the plot. There were a lot of people who didn't like full on body contact. Especially with him. Hugging a ghost was always difficult since no body and all. Ra and Mantha got used to it but they were pretty much the only ones.
The vampire yawned and reajusted himself. He wasn't sure if he'd should wake the taller one. Thatch would probably get angry in both situations.
Thatch sighed as he wrapped his arms around Casper's stomach. The ghost flinched. As soon as he'd wake up that guy would kill him- again. Well at least he looked peacefull now.
Casper decided to keep quiet. At least until the movie would be over or until we would get tired himself. Okay. That was a bad idea. It was Like what? 10pm? He wouldn't get tired until at least 3 am.
The creddits roled while Netflix suggested to watch the fifth movie adaptation. The ghost sighed. The night would be long. Longer than usual.
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