Disclaimer: As you know, I don't own any of Butch Hartman's characters and so on.
Plus: I'm thinking of Lancer having visions which that idea originated from
Esme-Kali.
It was the first day of the weekend when Little Willy Lancer and his friend Julie Bloodroot ran into the playground to wait for their parents to pick them up.
William was pushing Juliet on the swing with one hand and was reading Charles Dickens own "Moby Dick." In the other hand. Then he saw a flash of him and his friend Julie were wearing pirate clothes and they were in a pirate ship. It gave him a shock, but he thought that was a familiar ship he saw his self and Julie were in.
So he thought of Juliet going with him to the Ghost Zone to meet his friend Youngblood, if it was okay with her parents.
He closed his book then started to ask," Would you like to accompany me to the Ghost Zone? "
Julie was stumped then stopped swinging, "Where is that?"
"Well, It's a place where all ghosts live."
"Is it safe?"
"Of course. I even have a friend in there who happens to be a ghost."
"Okay, I'll tell my uncle to take me there. When do you want to go there?"
"Nn… When my butler Lawrenz has the time. And the only time is at 4:00 P.M. If it's a good time for you? "
"My uncle Silves-…I mean Silver can take me anytime. "
"Great! Youngblood is so much fun to play with!"
"What kind of name is that?"
"It's his name, Silly Julie!"
Juliet giggled and punched him gently on his arm. After that, a man dressed in a violet vest with pink iris and also wearing light violet circle shades, and long light brown hair and beard came in front of the school calling out to Juliet. It was her uncle Silvestre, who likes to call him self "Silver Thread."
Julie ran to her hippie uncle then murmured something into his ear.
Silver looked at the pale, dead looking boy Wil, then waved at him giving him a sign that he and his niece Julie will be there, then they both left.
William Lancer was waiting for his mother to pick him up. After a minute or so she came running to him then hugged him tightly.
"I'm sorry for being late, baby. Are you okay?" Olivia asked her son.
"I'm fine, mother."
"Come on. Let's go home."
They were walking back home and talked to pass the time.
When they made it back into their big mansion William saw his father standing next to the door wandering why his wife arrived so late with that little vermin she was holding hands with.
William was upset of his father, that is, why doesn't he like him so much? Or, Why doesn't he love him at all? His little heart was filled with sorrow, but didn't show any of that expression on his pale white face. Wil let go of his mother's hand and left to his room.
Olivia wanted to follow him but Hemlock, her husband, carried her to make her forget what she last saw, then headed to their bedroom.
Lawrenz didn't know the reason why Hemlock should be so jealous of his son or hate him so much, but he went up the stairs to William's room.
He knocked on the door "Young master? May I come in?"
The little half-vampire boy was crying then quickly dried his tears then replied. "Come in, Mr. Lawrenz."
Lawrenz came in and saw William was reading "Moby Dick" in his bed, then Lawrenz gave a small chuckle.
Wil looked at him then asked what was he happy about. "What's so funny, Mr. Lawrenz?"
"Why do you call me (Mr. Lawrenz)? I mean, I'm only nineteen years old. You're making me sound like an old person."
"What do you want to call you then?"
"Call me Edwin. It's my first name."
"O-oh alright, err…Edwin"
Edwin gave Wil a smile and then they were silent for a moment.
William almost forgot about the play-date he was having with his friends.
"Edwin," Wil said to the butler, "Can you take me to the Ghost Zone at 4:00 P.M.? I promised to play with Julie and I haven't seen Youngblood for a while."
"Oh, yes!" Lawrenz remembered, "That cute little girl with black hair and eyes. And that boy you met in the Ghost Zone. Yes, I remember. I'll take you there for sure."
"Thank you. I really appreciate it." Will said to Edwin rapping his arms around his waste.
"Anything for your big, pale, green eyes of yours. "
If you're really reading this and thought Mr. Lawrenz the butler was and old dude, think again! XD