"Eheh...Guess I lost track 'o de toime. I was jus' 'avin' so much fun scarin'! Melle... Dis is Fiona, a friend from my past... She was dere when I passed away. Actually it was cause I went out on a date wit 'er dat I was killed off by 'er...uh...well what became 'er husband aftuh I died. ANYWAYS, point bein' dis is my friend Fiona." Stinkie laughed nervously then looked at Fiona. He never was good at explanations now that he'd thought about it. "Fiona, I want ya ta meet my wife, Melle."
"DAD, DAD YOU'RE HOME!!" Azriel laughed and raced towards him and leaped for his arms.
"DA-AAH!" Stinkie worried about the impact of this one he morphed himself into some Umpire gear as he snagged up his boy. "GOTCHA! Heheheh... Good aimin' kiddo.. ! Ya gettin' bettuh at dat...! Too bad y'ain't gettin' bettuh wit humans." He eyed him just a little. Azriel blushed and nodded. "OH!! An' dis 'ere is my son Azriel.. He's just turned foive! Ain't he a chip off de ol' block?" The two of them grinned widely.
Melle laughed and extended out her hand to Fiona happy to meet someone from Stinkie's past who she figured was nicer than anyone she'd met from it so far, other than the family. "Well Fiona, It's great to meet you then. Any friend of Stinkie's is a friend of mine." A warm smile placed on her face as she awaited the females hand.
Fiona who was dumbfounded by this just stared at Melle and Azriel. How could this be...? How could he be married to HER..?! After all she was a fleshie and fleshies and ghosts couldn't' have children so how was Azriel there?! This just tickled a nerve that she didn't need to have stroked. But then, maybe it wasn't all that bad. Maybe there was something to it that she could do. "Y-yes, nice to meet you too.." Fiona shook Melle's hand after all, she wanted to make a good impression on Stinkie. "Uhm, Pardon my rudeness, but, how can you be married to a fleshie and have a flesh-bag boy...? If you're... I mean..It's not really possible.."
"Eheheh, A-Actually it is possible... "He coughed. "Y'know my brudder invented dat Lazarus machine yea'..? Well it woiks! At least it did... but not anymore. Though I wasn't resurrected by dat. My brudder came from upon high and changed me back into a human until Christmas. During dat time.. I married Melle an'...well.. Heheh.." A blush formed on his face deeply. "I've been in love with 'er since ..I seen her pickin' trash outta a garbage can." There was a long pause as he shrugged and looked at Fiona who was still dumbfounded.
"Oh, I see..but.. Isn't there that line.. Death do you part...?" She inquired at the both of them unsure about all of this.
"Yea'! Dat's da odd part! When I toined back inta a ghost, de Ring was still dere. It's a part a me, an' I dun think dat it can ever come off now." Stinkie smiled and kissed Melle deeply.
"Oh, I see... well... That's very interesting. I had no clue that such a thing could be done. Well Congrats then to you two for being such a happy couple. I... I think you're happy, You two don't have fights or anything..? I remember when I was married everything was great at first but then we started fighting all the time." Fiona sighed as she clasped her hands in front of her.
"N-no, no we don't fight at all. We never have anything to fight about. We always let the other do what they need to do... We have trust...and love. Stinkie knows I have work on almost all week except Monday and the weekends. And now Azriel gets to go to school, so, I have to take him there." A giggle formed from Melle as she looked at her boy. "He had a rough start today, but, I'm sure it'll be better tomorrow. Won't it...?" Her eyes shifted to Azriel, who bashfully nodded, not wanting to say anything in front of this stranger. "I let Stinkie go and scare with his brothers and get drinks, but I've warned him not to dare come home plastered. He knows I hate that.."
"Stinkie...? Well that's a mean name to call your husband." Fiona confusedly stated as she rubbed her arm, finding the situation to be harder than she thought. It'd take a lot more to break these two up if she ever wanted her chance at Blayne again. So she formulated a plot that she had decided she'd devise over a period of time, slowly but surely to break these two apart even if for her own selfish reasons. After all, had Blayne not died, he would've been HERS in the first place! Then there was something about this girl, something she recognized from the past. Then again she could've cared less about the past, and more about the now. Her agenda had been written out already and she was well informed of what she was to do here in the first place. THIS just made it all too interesting though. So why not drag it out and enjoy the misery...?
"HAHA, NAW, Stinkie's da name I ..er..well.. one of my brothuhs chose fa me when we toined inta ghosts! Dey said I still smelt like my insides was decayin'..! Eh, I dunno I guess I got used ta it and now I LOVE IT! I wouldn' wanna be anythin' else!!" Smiling Stinkie placed Azriel down and hugged himself. That was one thing that made Fiona truly smile. Blayne had after all these years remained Blayne, even in ghost form.
"Well, if you don't mind... I'd rather call you Blayne. I-Is that ok...?" Fiona looked to the side.
"Of course it is! Why wouldn' it be...? Melle-Belle calls me dat sometimes..." Looking at Melle Stinkie smiled again and placed his arm around her shoulder.
"Well I guess I'll go find myself a room then...! I'll let you and your family have your time alone." Smiling widely Fiona fled up the stairs and past Casper and Kat who'd watched the whole thing.
"I have...a bad feeling about this..." Casper stated as he watched after Fiona. "Something...isn't right about her."
"Yeah, She kind of gives me the creeps...S-She's staying here though...? who gave her permission too..?" Kat curiously asked and looked at Casper. "She never asked my father or I..."
"Uncle Stinkie must've told her that she could. She is an old friend of his. I remember that she cried so hard when he died." Casper shook his head, friend of his Uncle or not, he was concerned. "I wonder what Uncle Fatso and Stretch will think when they return from Haunting..?"
Azriel who looked confused stared up after Fiona. He didn't like her in the least. There was just something about her that frightened him. He looked to his mother and father who both appeared to be happy though. So he decided to shrug it off and not worry about it. If they were happy then he was happy.
"So...Did you have fun...?" Leading Stinkie towards the kitchen Melle laughed and gazed into those golden eyes of his.
"Oh yeah, it was loads of fun..! I haven't had a good haunt like dat since before ya came ta Whipstaff..!" Happily he floated through the air and into the kitchen to see his meal was still out and waiting for him. "Ya left it out...?" He irked up his eyebrow at her. "Y'know dat makes it soggy..." The specter paused then shouted, "YEE-HAW!! I LOVE DAT!!" like a starving shark he dived right into the plate of food, piling down piece after piece into his mouth. "You'he deh besht huhny!" He tried to talk with his mouth full . Melle just giggled and stuck her tongue out at him.
"YEAH, YEAH, I see what you're doing, you were trying to scare me you little shit. I'll show you to try and scare yer wife!" Another laugh found it's way out of the girls mouth as she chased him around the table. Azriel who loved being around his parents watched as they played even joining in on it himself.
Fiona who had already found a room she wanted stared at the happy little family. Her eyes were glazed over with jealousy at them. That girl had everything she wanted, everything she'd ever dreamed of...and more. How could she be so happy when she herself had been made to suffer so much during her lifetime. It wasn't fair, it wasn't..! But that problem would be fixed. Their life didn't have to be that perfect, there were plenty of personality flaws she'd witnessed with this girl already. Yes, and the boy, the boy is so little he'd be easy to manipulate at that age. Alright, that finished it. The first thing in the morning her handy work would begin. She'd make quick work out of this happy family until it crashed, so she could get her happy ending as she should've.
The next day after Melle and Azriel had left for both school and work, Fiona started her evil little plot. Quietly she floated on over to Stinkie with her arms placed behind her back. "I was...wondering would you like to go for a fly through the old fields ?" Her green eyes pierced towards his. Stinkie not wanting to be rude to an old friend, and...ex-lover figured, why not? It took about 5 minutes until they were in the old farming area. "HEY! Remember when you used to try to ride me around on that horse of yours...? I never could stand that old thing!" She laughed and waved a hand.
"OH YEAH!! Old Smokey! Heheh, an' it wasn't named dat 'cause of it's coluh!" Stinkie chuckled as he remembered that Horse had some of THEE worst rank ever!
"So what's it like being married to a fleshie...?" Fiona blinked and looks towards him. "I mean...Isn't it kind of strange? Do you ever think...what if...? Or..." Her curiosity had snagged the better of her.
"Hrmn... It's differen'.." His voice trailed off as he placed his arms behind his back. "She's gotta take baths, an' gotta eat healthy stuff, she's gotta sleep, she's gotta go ta woik an'it takes a lotta energy." Shifting his eyes he looked towards the sky.
"Like...how..?" Fiona tilted her head as she wanted to know more. Anything he told her about what he didn't like or what might've seemed hard to do could help with her unraveling them.
"Well fer example, I can touch ya just like dis...!" He reached and poked her. "But wit Melle, I've gotta concentrate ta be able ta hold 'er, Or ta kiss 'er an when we're kissin' I can't kiss 'er fah too long or 'er mouth'll freeze! It's also hard ta see her get hit-on by othuh fleshies, but, Den again, most of da time when I'm out with 'er I can't be seen or I'll scare 'em off.. and there'll be panic an' den she doesn' get what she wanted like a ...stroll in da pa'k eh? Ohh an' man is it ha'd tryin' not ta scare dem fleshies! We can't take photographs t'gether.." A sigh formed from his mouth. He missed being a fleshie in some ways now that the years had passed.
"Hmn.. Well what I meant is... What's it like watching her age...? Getting older... and older...? Like your son...? I mean one day they're going to die too.. What will you do then...?" The two stopped and took a seat on a wooden fence.
Stinkie's eyes just teared over as he looked out into the distance. He knew what she was saying was true, and there was nothing he could do to stop it from happening either. "Well, It's...torture in a way. I mean, when she dies, who knows if she'll become a ghost. Then there's Azriel... what if he dun even toin into a ghost..? I do fear losing dem ta th' othuh side, but, den... if dey were happy den dey'll cross. Hrmn...But den, I always think... look at me an' her! We've survived so much t'gether already! I mean, We're married even.. linked by dis 'ere ring. It'll never come off.. and dat gives me hope dat when she passes, she's gonna be 'ere. She'll have ta come back!" A grin formed on his face as he looked over to her.
"Hmnn...I wish I had, had a husband like you... I wouldn't have been so miserable.." Fiona decided to play off of his kind hearted emotions. She forced tears to start forming into her eyes as she thought about how she was treated. "I really loved you back then... I dreamt about being married and having children with you. Instead... you..died.. and the guy who did it married me..and we had children. I was naive and though, Well, I though maybe things'll get better...but they only went from good to worse." In minutes she covered her face as she cried hard. "I wish I had known what kind of guy he was... I wish..!"
"H-hey now..! D-Dun cry Fio, It's alright'! Dat guys long gone, an' so's his latest descendant..heh.." Stinkie's voice trailed off as he wrapped both arms around her. Through his memory he remembered that she was about the only one who never scoffed at him when their reputation had failed through town and world. The most he figured he could do was return the favor. Gently he rubbed her back.
"Oh...Blayne..!" Fiona filled her voice with pain as she squeezed onto him tightly, burying her face into his chest.
With raised eyebrows Stinkie tried his best to think up something to take her mind off of all of this. An idea suddenly flashed and he laughed getting up into the air. "HEY! How 'bout we getcha mind offa dis wit one of dem thrilluh flicks? Melle won't go watch dem scary movies wit me. She says she dun like 'em..." He grinned nervously.
"Hrmn...? W-well.. that sounds like... fun..! O-okay! Let's go do that..!" Fiona smiled and wiped the tears from her eyes as she took his hand and the two fled off.
It was again that evening when Stinkie returned home LATE with Fiona. Though this time his arm was placed around Fiona's waist as they laughed. The both of them held a slushie in their hands. Melle just stood there with her arms folded over her chest as she watched the mess fall on the floor. Personally she didn't care about the mess, but, she cared that he had returned home so late again. It was then her eyes landed on Stinkie's arm around Fiona's waist. The poor fleshie girl felt a tinge in her brain and stomach as she suddenly pondered why he was doing that. Though she hated admitting it, she had a shot of jealousy shoot through her. However, she pushed that ot the back of her mind to take care of the fore-front problem. Him coming home late again, "Well THERE you are..!"
Stinkie and Fiona both paused as they looked at Melle. "Hun...? Whatta ya doin' up dis late..? Ya should be sleepin'..! Ya got woik t'morrow dontcha..?" He curiously questioned as he knew she rarely stayed up this late when she had work.
"I was waiting for you again, because as I stated yesterday, I get worried when you're not home for dinner." Quietly Melle rubbed her arm as she gazed up at him. "Your brothers didn't even know where you went off to...Which even had them worried! Azriel wanted to show you what he made you today in school. It was really nice too.."
"D'aww... Hun.. I'm sorry... I didn' think foist." Stinkie frowned and removed his arm from around Fiona. In turn he floated over to Melle and hugged her close then smiled and offered his slush to her. "Want some...? I promise.. I wun do dat again! I'll sta't thinkin' before I do it..!" He turned on those puppy eyes which he knew she couldn't resist. After all he used them on her when she had breast fed Azriel.
Melle's face quickly changed as she rolled her eyes and groaned. "OH don't you give me those eyes! I'll take your word for it... AND your slushie." As she snagged it from his hand she stuck her tongue out at him AND Fiona. "Hehe.."
Laughing Stinkie looked towards Fiona and grinned, "Well I gotta go ta bed. I'll check ya t'morrow!! Maybe den we all can do somethin'. I'm sure my Bro's would LOVE gettin' ta do dat scare ya talked 'bout!" With a wave he fled on up the stairs with Melle to go to bed.
Fiona who happily smiled waited until they were out of sight then grinned menacingly. That worked all too well for her. She'd caught that hint of jealousy in Melle's voice and look. After all she'd done the same thing for the longest time when she was alive. All she had to do was continue to play innocent and everything she planned would work out.