CHAPTER THREEEEEEEEEE!!!!! NOOOOOO!!!! So yeah. You should read Unity by The-3-Sue-Slayers. Is an awesome story. :3 Well, here's something interesting:

I played Luigi's Mansion the other day, and finished it in a total of around 9 hours. :D I feel so proud. I only died on King Boo once... WHOO! Talk about nostalgia! D: So many memories.... Plus, lots of ghosts! Uncle Grimmly was the easiest one for me to catch... XD But I HATE that BABY! SO ANNOYING! DX

So here we go!

Oh, by the way, try to find a pun in here... Oh, the irony. XD

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Rhapsody sighed. "How I am I going to get the key now?"

"You could try phasing through the wall," Pit shrugged, stifling laughter.

Rolling her eyes, Rhapsody frowned. "There's got to be some way to get this toad to open the door..." She walked around, pounding her fist into her palm, thinking. "There was a way... I gotta remember..."

Pit sat on the floor, using his hand to open and close his left wing. His eyes darted up and down from the floor to the ceiling repeatedly, bored.

"Don't just sit there, please," Rhapsody frowned, folding her arms.

Pit got to his feet. "Well, try to remember what to do to get the toad to open his door," he suggested.

"I'm trying, but I played it almost four years ago. It's going to take a while."

Pit sighed, and tried the door again, but it wouldn't open. "Yikes. Someone's freaked out."

Rhapsody chuckled. "Well, he hated boos...." She froze. "Wait a mo. Boos."

"What about boos?"

Rhapsody shoved Pit in excitement. "I got it! We have to catch some more boos!"

"What? But we don't even have..."

Rhapsody shook her head, grinning. "You'd be surprised what you can find," she told him, pulling out a Game Boy Horror from her pocket.

"So you're going to Dr. E. Gadd's lab to see if he can build another Poltergust 2000?"

Their footsteps tapped lightly on the floor as Rhapsody and Pit raced down the hallways to the parlor. The dark, painting covered walls of the mansion flew by them with a blur. Rhapsody could just barely make out the pictures of the mansion looming over the viewer.

"Yes. I'm planning to do that." Rhapsody skidded to a stop, before crashing into the door.

Pit, however, didn't see that coming. He pummeled into Rhapsody and they smashed against the large, wooden double door.

"Whoops," Rhapsody laughed, blushing. "I'm sorry."

Pit sat up, rubbing his head. He chuckled dizzily. "I'm okay! I'm okay!"

The door was pushed open cautiously, and Rhapsody and Pit stepped out into the parlor of the mansion.

"That's strange," Rhapsody frowned. "There's supposed to be a toad here." She stood in the place where the toad was supposed to be, and shifted her feet. "So why isn't he here?"

"I don't know," Pit sighed. "Then again, I don't know much about what's around here."

Rhapsody brushed her long brown hair back behind her ear with her hand, and squatted like a detective. "Maybe Apollo would know why."

Pit didn't dare to try and ask.

Shrugging, Rhapsody stood up. "We have to go, anyway." She grabbed Pit's hand and led him over to the door. "Let's hurry."

Pit grabbed the handle and twisted the rusting, iron lock.

Rhapsody pulled on the handle, and the door moved slightly. She shook her hand, then gripped it with both hands, and yanked it harder.

The door swung open hesitantly, and finally creaked ajar. It moaned as Rhapsody pulled it backwards more, then stopped when it hit the wall.

Pit cautiously walked out, Rhapsody opening the door for him, then slowly closed it behind them. She took the lead and leaped down the steps.

"Don't you think it's strange," Pit commented, gliding after her, "that it's thundering, but there's no rain?"

The sky was, in fact, dark, and occasionally flashed with thunder and lightning, but no downpour rained on them.

"I've always thought it was strange," Rhapsody answered. "But it's a haunted mansion, so anything unnatural would be strange..." She glanced back at Pit. "Well, not including you."

Pit rolled his eyes. "That makes me feel so much better,"

Rhapsody smiled nervously. "Sorry." She crossed the grass and headed for an old shack just outside the mansion's porch.

"This is the Professor's lab?" Pit knocked on the wall of the shed. "It looks too small to be a lab... Let alone a house. How can he live in this thing?"

"It's a lot bigger than it looks," Rhapsody answered, opening the door and stepping inside.

The inside of the shack was dark and cramped, so Rhapsody was at a loss to how they were supposed to get down into Professor E. Gadd's lab. She felt around on the walls, determined to find a button of some sort. Her hand brushed against a cold, metal object, and Rhapsody took her chance by pushing on it.

The inside of the shack jolted, like the inside of an elevator, then Pit and Rhapsody felt like they were being tossed downward toward the earth. Finally, the elevator halted to a stop.

"That was weird," Pit said to himself, but it seemed out of place in the deathly quiet room.

The darkness was broken by a stream of light that shot out of a crack in the lower level. It met Rhapsody's feet and hung over her royal purple sneakers for a moment.

Rhapsody reached out hesitantly, but gripped the edge of the door and attempted to move it aside, grunting. She managed to pull it open almost the whole width, and side-stepped through to fit into the next room. With Pit following, Rhapsody walked silently down the dusty, yellow-lit corridor. The walls were all assorted-color bricks, and the floor was a simple, yellow-ish earthy substance. It doused the noise of their shoes hitting the ground, and caked their soles with dirt.

"Wha? Who's there?" A funny sounding voice rang out from further down the corridor.

The two stopped in their tracks. "Come on out, there aren't any ghosts here... Unless you're one." The voice cackled with the funniest laugh Rhapsody has ever heard.

She stepped forward, knowing who it was. "Professor?" she guessed.

"That's me," Professor E. Gadd cackled, walking closer to them. His round, swirly blue glasses were perched on his nose, and a wisp of white hair curled off the top of his head. He wore a white lab coat that fell to his black, shiny shoes, that seemed to defy the law of physics and never got dirty, even by walking around the dirt floor. "So why are you here? Interested ghost hunters?"

Pit frowned. "That's exactly why."

Rhapsody gave him a look, then turned back to the Professor. "We need another one of your Poltergust 2000s," she explained. "We want to go through the mansion and collect boos."

"Oho," E. Gadd chuckled. "You want another one of my powerful ghost-sucking machines? Well, I don't have any more Poltergust 2000s," he said regretfully.

"Oh..." Rhapsody looked down at her feet.

"Does that mean we'll be stuck here forever?" Pit whimpered. "I don't want to be here forever! I have to report back to Palutena, and I need to go--"

"HOWEVER," E. Gadd interrupted, clearing his throat. "I DO have a newer version of the Poltergust. The Poltergust 3000!" he exclaimed.

Rhapsody dashed over to him. "REALLY? Can we see it?" she asked excitedly.

"Of course, of course. Come on back to the lab." He turned and walked down the hallway.

"Come on," Rhapsody gestured to Pit, and followed after the Professor.

"Here it is," Professor E. Gadd handed Rhapsody the sleek machine.

The Poltergust 3000 was a foot and a half long blue vacuum, with a shoulder strap for slipping it over your head and keeping it on. The head and the neck were a shiny aluminum, and it connected to the top of the cylindric vacuum, and the glassy finish covered the whole vacuum.

Pit stared at it with wide eyes. "It's so beautiful..." He ran his hands over it repeatedly, feeling the fine craftsmanship of an old codger.

Rhapsody turned to the Professor. "What's different about this one?"

"Well, first of all, the design is a lot thinner, yet can hold more ghosts. And, it has its own counting mechanism."

"Oh!" Rhapsody thought for a second. "So that you can keep track of how many ghosts are inside, and you'll know when you can empty it!" She pounded her fist into her palm. "That way you can always be prepared if there's any ghosts around!"

"Exactly!" Professor E. Gadd handed Rhapsody the Poltergust. "You also can use it to keep track of all the money you get, and the amount of boos, the different elemental ghosts, each type of ghost you've sucked in... all of those extra options."

Rhapsody grinned. "Sweet."

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That was kind of long... So, did you find the pun? If not, either you're slow, or probably don't know what I'm talking about at all... It doesn't matter, though.

So how did you like this one? I had fun writing Pit's different expressions... I think he's going to have spazzes later...it'll be funny. XD So we'll see you next time hopefully... I can't wait until the clairvoyant~! XD Squee~ Rhapsody's getting along just fine, isn't she?

We're off to see the wizaaaard.... The wonderful wizard of OOOOOOOOZZZZZZZZ~ D: