No More Goasts
TJ and Sydney do not want ghosts
"...and so that's pretty much why I think The Beautiful Darkness is kind of fucked up" Carl said, killing Sydney's character with a kick.
Sydney didn't much care. Okay, maybe he did, because he was a bit of a sore loser no matter what, but friendly company and a shared love of comics with a childhood bestie was enough to sheer him up. He laid down the controls and support himself with his arms, flexing his back which was frankly starting to hurt.
"As I always say, France always has something to shut Jenna up" he mused.
He turned around to face the couch. TJ was looking at his phone, and yet almost magically knew when to raise his head and great Sydney with an air kiss. Flynn, by contrast, was fast asleep; his brain presumably shut down from his best friend and his boyfriend being both comic nerds.
"Glad to see you're invested, babe!" Carl shouted.
Flynn flipped the bird at him.
Suddenly the lights began to flicker, though instead of darkness they were replaced by a purple glow.
"Fuck, I thought we were done with this shit" Carl said, his ears lowering.
Sydney crawled next to his boyfriend, landing his head on his lap.
"Same old, babe?" Sydney asked.
"Yeah" TJ answered, stroking his boyfriend's cheek.
Sydney then rolled to the floor, an action that made TJ giggle. Even in times of stress, the otter pirate had ways to be silly.
TJ put hi hands together, his eyes glowed white. He recited Matthew 23:13, which didn't really work but distracted the ghost enough for Sydney to wrap it in a towel like in TMNT: The Next Mutation.
"There" Sydney huffed, putting a paper weight on the wrapped edges of the wrapped towel wrapped around the wrapped ghost that was wrapped, "This should get rid of it."
He sat down on the couch, nuzzling against TJ.
"Thanks baby" Sydney said to his boyfriend, kissing the top of his head.
"I'm just sad it didn't work this time" TJ's ears lowered.
"Hey, fourth thousandth time's the charm" Sydney said, lifting TJ's chin, "Your eyes glowed and everything. Keep your faith up, like always."
TJ sighed happily, and hugged his lover.
"Thanks for being so supportive. I know it isn't easy for you to say that."
"Pfft, abusive religious parents shmabusive religious parents. I love you more than I hate them."
"Aw, you are so cringe" Carl said, petting Flynn's back.
But suddenly the ghost escaped!
"WhOoOoOoOoOoOoOo!" said that heron asshole from The Smoke Room I forgot the name of because he was GOAST.
"Fuck off" Flynn said.
And he did.
Sydney texted Chase. The other otter was looking rather groggy.
"Hey bitch, doing okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, I think my rhinotracheitis is settling down" he said nasally.
"We miss you a lot, you know" TJ said, "Get better soon, Sydney really wants to show you... something..."
"Tobias Jedidah Hess, are you implying sexual intercourse between me and Chase?" Sydney said pseudo-indigninantly.
TJ looked like he wanted to say something, but he burst into laughter and soon so did Sydney.
"My fucking God, I don't get your inside jokes at all" Chase said, laughing a bit.
"Then get well so you can know the context, bitch" Sydney said.
"Will do captain" Chase said, before the chat ended.
"Was that Chase?" Carl asked.
"Yeah fatass, did you turn off your ears or something"? Sydney asked bewildered.
"We were busy while you mushits chatted" Flynn said, flicking his tongue.
Just then the ghost appeared again! TJ gave him a fruit basket so he left.
"Ghosts aside, I'm glad we're hanging out" TJ said, "Its nice when Leo doesn't organise our get togethers. N-not that there's a problem witht that..."
"Don't worry babe, I won't snitch" Sydney said, kissing TJ on the cheek, "And neither will these two clowns, will you?"
"Don't know what to tell you man" Carl said, "I just don't give a fuck either way."
"Nah, just say 'fuck Leo', we all do" Flynn groaned.
All of them loved Leo a lot, but yeah, fuck Leo.
Leo was crying in the corner, plotting for reveange!