"RUININ' Everything!?" Stretch paused as he looked insulted by his brothers words. "LISTEN, Yer the one who brushed us off ta hang wit dis dame. YER the one who found out an advantage about her fear of heights and didn' take a chance wit it! Instead you were tryin' ta lock lips wit dat dame TWICE!" Poking Stinkie in the chest, Stretch and Fatso both had felt rather betrayed by his brother lying to them. Stinkie backed down a little and blushed at his brothers words. He hadn't even thought about the fact they watched him try to kiss Melle twice already.
"SO WHAT?!" Quickly he gained up his courage to confront Stretch about this. It was his job to do, so what was his quarrel with him trying to do exactly what Stretch wanted? "DIDN'T YA WANT ME TA GET CLOSE TA HER?! Y'KNOW, I HAVEN'T BEEN DOIN' DIS FUH FUN! I almost had 'er at Kissin' point!" Snorting he blushed a little. "I'm doin' what ya told me ta do! I'm gettin' close ta her! Y'know, paht of da whole Boyfriend Ghoulfriend thing is smoochin'..an' bein' ALONE? Y'know what I THINK?! YER JEALOUS! I bet if ABIGAIL was still around an' alive you'd be all ovuh her!" Growling Stinkie jammed his finger back into Stretch's chest. Stretch just stared at Stinkie in shock as he bashed him over the head.
"SHUT UP!" Yelling at the top of his lungs everyone stopped and stared at the ghosts. Many of the humans ran around screaming frightened at the sight of the ghosts. "DON'T EVER mention dat name.....AGAIN..." Stretch's voice was both strained from pain and anger at the same time as his eyes curdled over to red. With a very sharp turn Stretch darted back towards the manor in a flash. Fatso looked at his brother and shook his head from side to side.
"You know how 'e feels aboudat... Dat was COLD bro..." Fatso glared at him just before taking off. Stinkie huffed and stood his ground. He knew what he'd done hurt, but he knew he was also in the right to do it. For the longest time he'd let his brothers push him around and tell him what to do. This whole thing was something he wanted to do on his own now. His brothers always interfered and when they did more often than not his plans exploded into his face. Sighing he knew why his brother was pissed off in the first place. Despite that he denied it and ignored it, he knew he'd started getting too close to Melle. Though he couldn't stay away, something attracted him to her.
"I... I ain't really in love..... I .... I'm not...! It's just a... just a.. pose..!" Despite that he told himself this, he couldn't help but think of how they almost kissed earlier, The night before hand when they embraced so warmly near the top floor window, School, even when they watched the videos together. Grunting he darted off to find Melle so they could continue their date. He only prayed that the rest of the night finished without a problem.
Back at the Manor, Stretch looked around to see if he'd been followed by anyone. When he noted that he was all alone he sighed quietly. Closing his eyes the specter flew through the wall and into the Sun Room that Casper had found earlier for the first time. See, Stretch had known all along about this place and that it'd been located here. There were many things Stretch remembered about his past, about everyone's past thing was that he tried to keep them hidden and locked away so they never had to return to that time. He liked his care-free life as a ghost much more now anyways. Still, thinking about, her, always cut him so deeply inside. Flying over to the piano he placed himself on the seat. Silently he stared at the keys as he seemed to get lost in his thoughts. Slowly he raised his long fingers to the piano keys and started to play. It was a song that he remembered always playing when he was alive. "Abigail..." He softly whispered as he continued. Ghastly who had followed Carrigan and Dibs around paused at the sound of the music playing. The song seemed to fill the manor in all corners. Turning Ghastly followed the sound and which way it appeared to be coming from. Raising her eyebrows she stopped just outside of the door it came from. Curiosity had definitely snagged the better of her as she floated through the door and looked around. As the song she listened to continued it began to sound more and more familiar.
Finally when her eyes rested upon Stretch she softly gasped and hid behind one of the many wilted plants. There was something she could hardly believe! The one thing she never expected to see him doing. Wincing she gently touched her head as she looked around the room. It was almost as if she'd seen it somewhere before. Only everything she remembered was much more lively and colorful back then. Yes, yes, she could picture it as if she were watching a TV set. The sun shining in through the window on a man who played the piano. He had short black hair with a white shirt on, black pants and a black opened vest. Smoke came from the mans mouth as he puffed on the cigar and played the same song. Her eyes widened as she inched closer to Stretch. Both hands covered her mouth as she watched him light up one of those old musty cigars from the case and begin playing again. Closing her eyes she immersed herself within each sad chord. It couldn't really be him could it...? Could it...? Opening her eyes slowly she looked over him and matched every feature to the ghost. Stretch unaware that he was being watched continued to play and allowed tears to fall down his cheeks. When Ghastly saw this her non-existent heart about melted. After all of this time she'd found him..
When he finished the ballad he quietly sighed and pulled the cigar from his mouth. His eyes tightly clenched as he placed his elbow on some keys, and his forehead in the palm of his hand. Silently Ghastly reached a hand-out and placed it on Stretch's shoulder. Startled by the touch Stretch turned his head and moved to see who was there. "Y-YOU!" Blushing for once Stretch wiped away his tears and shook his head. "W-whatta you want? Come ta mock me wit yer sarcasms?" Narrowing his eyes Stretch folded his arms and puffed on his Cigar. He definitely wasn't in the mood to be bothered.
"No..." Is all she said as tears gently creeped from her eyes. Slowly she approached him and looked at the Piano. "Y'know... I used to watch a man play that song on a piano....a long time ago..." Ghastly slowly looked up at him. "He had....black hair.....a white shirt with a black vest, black pants... Very pale, with the fiercest purple eyes I'd ever seen." Smiling she trembled as she reached out to touch him. "I believe his name was..... Sloane....?" Looking up to see his expression she wasn't disappointed. The ghosts mouth dropped open, the cigar having fallen to the floor. Ghastly picked it up and promptly put it out. "Hm.... I was a maid around here...and I always listened to him play in secret when I could."
Stretch's lower lip quivered as he bunched up his fists and gritted his teeth. "N... no ... you ....where'd ya find dat?! Were you in da attic!? Don't ya know it ain't polite ta go snoopin' around othuh peoples belongings!" He barked nervously at her as part of him was in denial and the other believed her. "Sh...she crossed over!"
".... No I didn't..I had unfinished business. I never .... married the man... I loved when I was alive. I held a great regret to it and came back. Of course ghosts can't get married, silly me... and Who knew if he'd crossed over...? I searched the world... for just 1 man... heh, and I NEVER would've believed it was you. You act the same as him, but, only you've turned so bitter and cold.... that I hadn't recognized it was you." Softly she explained. "At least I know now why I smacked you with the pan and trailed you around like the lustful pup you are!" Hearing that Stretch broke down and moved in closer to her.
"Abigail..." His voice whimpered as he embraced her tightly to his body. "I missed you! I missed you so damned much.. I only turned bitter and cold because..... I ..you weren't.... I mean..Daw, y'know what I'm sayin!" Stretch rolled his eyes as he hated to get so sentimental on her.
"Shut up and kiss me...." Abigail wrapped both of her arms around his neck as planted a gentle kiss on his lips. Stretch needless to say was surprised but gladly accepted. Closing the lid on the piano with his tail, he flipped around and pinned her to the top of the piano. Slowly he trailed his hands up her sides one of them rounding over her chest. Abigail figured she'd allow it, only this time. Deepening the kiss he tried not to cry as he took in the moment. The two remained that way for awhile longer lost in that moment of time.
Back at the carni Stinkie approached Melle and smiled at her. "Okay, I'm back~! Eheh, Sorry dat took so long! Y-Yer not cold.... are ya's...?" pointing to her waist he frowned a little.
"Hrmn? Oh no, I'm fine! Hehe, SO, How about those games we talked about earlier? I'm kind of interested in seeing this big talker win me something!" Winking Melle placed an elbow on his shoulder as she stood up. "Unless that's all you were, a big talker....?" a smirk formed on the girls face as she teased him happily.
"A big talker?" Stinkie smirked right back and shook his head. "C'mon, I'll show ya's...~!" grabbing her hand he dragged her towards the game stands. "You name it, I'll play it! Gold fish toss? Balloon Popper...?"
"Hmn... YEAH! There!! There!!" Happily Melle giggled and pointed to a balloon popping game. "I want the skunk plushy it's the cutest thing I've ever seen, please Boomer??"
"Really...? Y-You want da skunk....?" Paying up he smiled widely and happily tossed darts at the balloons. That boy didn't miss a single one, but then again, what would you expect from a guy who used to be a farmer? His favorite toy was his gun! When he won the toy he handed it to her, "From me ta you..." Melle in turn squealed and hugged it tightly.
"Thank you.... OH!! What about that one?!" Getting excited about this Melle dragged that poor boy around from booth to booth. Soon Boomer played a game just to win the guys back-pack to carry everything! Despite that the thing was heavy and he'd spent every penny outside of his $150 he'd won earlier, Stinkie was really happy and laughed to see Melle enjoying herself. The two of them stopped by the manor to drop off the toys he'd won her. Needless to say the others at the manor were impressed with the load. Though some of them assumed Boomer cheated by scaring them to death. Which with his brothers wasn't such a bad thing really. The two from there headed to the "Onion Roll" cafe. "So...what is this place like..?"
"Hmn, well dey soive da best Onion Rolls on dis Oith!" Stinkie threw his arms up and grinned widely. "Dey got smoothies, dey got cake, dey got lotsa garlicky and cheesy things.." He rattled off some of his favorites.
"Oh really...? Well, I'll probably love it then! Onions, Garlic and Cheese, 3 of my favorites in one!" laughing she walked in hand in hand with him. The couple placed themselves down at the window seat. Melle enjoyed this since it had Christmas lights around it. "Oohh! This is so pretty, I love Christmas lights...!" When the lady asked what they wanted to drink, Melle ordered a Mist and Stinkie ordered himself a Chocolate Shake, despite the fact he's lactose intolerant. Gulping to himself Stinkie hoped that he could pull this off, he wanted to make sure this date was both fun, but romantic at the same time.
"So den, ya like Garlic, Onions and Cheese...? Heh, and Christmas lights huh...? Well it ain't my favorite time of da year... but, yeah, I guess dey are nice lookin'!" Trying to be a little brave he reached his leg forward and rubbed it up against hers, playing a little footsy under the table. Turning red as a beet Melle just nodded and hid behind her menu trying to find something to order. "May I recommend...da Herbal Special...? It comes with Garlic, Onions, Noodles, Mushrooms, Garlic Bread AND dey're stuffed wit cheese!! Heh, you've gotta try da Onion Rolls too! Dey're da best when dey're Crispy! It's got Jalapeño, Picante, Onions, a little Cream Cheese AND sour cream!! Y'gotta try..."
The ingredients sounded HORRIBLE for the breath and even worse for the digestive system, but, what the heck? Melle figured she'd give it a go. "Well alright then...! You've gotta order the same... though!" Poking his nose she giggled and snagged his shades off his face. Stinkie gasped as she put them on and stuck out her tongue at him. Quickly he closed his eyes and covered them. He couldn't believe that she'd done that! That was something he hadn't expected at all.
"M-melle...! Gimmie dem back....! I... I can't see wit out 'em..! Everythin's too bright... I ..." peeking through his fingers he stared at her with them on. She looked really cute but, he didn't want her to find out about his secret! Too bad he didn't know she already had earlier on. Without fighting him over it she handed them back and apologized. "Thanks, babe... Y'know.. Y-you looked...good in dem... from what I seen..!" Laughing he grabbed her hands up into his. "But...den again you've always looked good to me....from yer zits to yet crooked teeth... ! I love it all.."
"T-Thanks...! I think...?" Melle laughed at his words but took them as being serious, since he was who he was and those were things he truly loved. The two ordered their meals and sipped at their drinks. "Y'know it really is too bad that those misfortunes happened earlier... I really wanted to..well I mean.."
Stinkie's eyes widened as she mentioned the missed kisses. Nervously he rubbed the back of his neck and looked at her eyes. "I... I .... I know... I ...mean I was.. I r-really wanted...... but.." Swallowing he huffed and leaned in close over the table. "...let's...try...now...?" His created heart raced nervously as he waited to see if she'd take the bait. Indeed Melle complied and closed her eyes, she thought if she could just kiss him once, just once, MAYBE, she'd be able to tell if he really loved her or not. Again their lips just about touched when the annoying voice of Amber and the Ashley's interrupted them.
"Oh looky, a couple of geeks out in public! Y'know you two are the perfect match for each other. You're both ugly....and geeks...! Why don't you finish that little kiss scene so we can post it up ALL around school...! That way everyone can know we have ' a pair of losers'!" Amber and the girls started laughing at her joke. Stinkie's eyes narrowed this had been the last straw! He was tired of trying to kiss Melle and hated that he'd failed every time! Needless to say Amber and her friends rattled something around in his twisted mind as he looked at Melle and grinned. As he watched the girls sit down not to far from them. Still in very good eye sight Stinkie cracked an EVIL grin. From over top of his glasses he peered at Melle with a very mischievous look in his eyes. Out of all of the looks Melle KNEW what that meant. This boy had something plotted and probably wanted her in on it. A Shiver traveled down her spine as she looked away from him and blushed.
"Would ya be up fa some....fun...?" Still grinning he leaned on his elbows as the food arrived.
"W-What kind of....fun...?" Again her face deepened in it's shade of red as she waited for his reply. Looking around he moved over next to her and whispered into her ear his plan. Melle's eyes widened to the idea but giggled afterwards. It actually sounded very fun indeed! "Hmn... Okay!" A smirk flowed across her face as the two of them looked at their food. Rolling back both of their sleeves the two of them started eating their food with their bare hands. They shoveled it into their mouths doing the best they could to get it all over their faces. Then they proceeded to talk with their mouths full. Hoping to draw the attention of a certain group of girls. It worked because in no time Amber and the Ashley's just stared in shock at what they witnessed. Boomer grinned as he swallowed the food he ate being sure to take BIG swigs of his milkshake afterwards. While he drank he stared at Melle as he watched her continue out their plan. Needless to say his created heart skipped a beat. Happily he continued to eat and make a mess of everything! The ghost dropped food on the table, flung it off of his hands at the Ashley's, as Melle in turn did it at Amber.
"EWWWWW!! AUGH, YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING!!" Amber stomped over to them and shouted. "ARGH, This'll be some PRIME news for school...!" Aiming her phone at the two of them both Boomer and Melle stuck out their tongues, both filled with food. The Ashley's grossed out covered their mouths as they raced outside."AUGH, GROSS!!!" Amber shuddered as she stared at them. The final straw was when they both spit the food at her.
"DAT'S whatcha get fa ruinin' OUR dinnuh date!" Stinkie hissed as he watched Amber scream and run out of the restaurant. When the owner stormed over to the table to tell the two of them to get the hell out of his store, Stinkie pulled down his shades and looked at him. "Sorry fuh messin' up yer dinnuh time, Fred! Hope y'done mind..?" When the guy noticed it was /him/ he waved his arms nervously and shook his head and darted away. "Now den, YOU.... were....amazin'...!" With the look he tossed Melle, anyone could easily have imagined the little hearts floating around his head.
Wiping the food off of her face finally Melle laughed. As she started to talk, the words actually entwined themselves with a rather long burp, "Oh you're just saying that to make me feel gooo-ooood! AH!!" Melle covered her mouth and squealed at the end before she bursted out into laughter and shook her head. That was one of the things that tended to happen to her from time to time. Stinkie's jaw hit the ground as he stared at her over the top of his glasses. Slowly but surely he started to clap.
"DARLIN' DAT WAS BEAUTIFUL!! GALLY you gotta talent dhere!! BA-RAVO!! Now lemme try....!! LEMME TRY!!" Focusing himself he blurted out one of the best belches that he could muster. Laughing she applauded him then promptly swallowed some air and let the next one rip out nice and long just for him. The two for the next few minutes were highly amused and entertained by their grotesque ways! When they'd finished their contest the two of them promptly paid and left the cafe.