#ghost benny

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Ghost Town for Green Eyes Benny?

No screaming~

Was definitely playing with the more ghostly look for my spooky baby boy~ kept it simple and to the point~

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Happy Birthday Benny!!

My baby boy turned 5!!

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I love your stories so much! Can you do #7 or #15 for your green eyes au? I hope your hands feel better（˶'◡'˶）

Thank you! They are fun to write! And yes, my hands are doing better, thank you for asking~

15. Trembling Hands

The soft flutter of wings disturbed the silent bliss of the late evening hours. The sound floated through the aged home as a large black, white and gray moth traversed its halls. The insect came to rest within one of the bedrooms taking perch against a wall in spite of the activities around it. The large spots on its wings seemed to watch the room’s occupants.

Allison paced about the room cuddling and singing to her daughter within her arms. The little girl humming along as best she could as sleep was slowly catching up to her. Her mother smiled fondly at her sleepy baby and bathed Alice in one last round of hugs and kisses before laying her down to bed. 

Eyes watched the woman bid a final farewell turning the light off and quietly closing the door behind her.

‘Finally, she’s gone.’ A figure thought to himself.

The moth fluttered up to the rim of the crib to look down at its small occupant. The little girl stirred, turning her attention to the large moth perched above.

“Moff.” small hands reached up towards the large insect.

The motions make the insect flinch before floating away from the child. The insect rapidly expanded in the shadows shedding its current form as a large humanoid figure slowly crawled forward. The figure was unnaturally lanky sporting 2 sets of arms that crawled across the floor as he strode back towards the crib. The barest hint of his worn striped suit shown in the dull night light. A soft green glow emanated from the figure's torso as he loomed over the baby. The little girl gazed up at the stump where his neck once was while his head floated a few inches above her.

“Hey little one.” The large ghost softly spoke. His 4 eyes cast a gentle glow on the baby beneath him.

“Moff!” Alice giggled, reaching up for him eagerly.

The ghost looked down at his slightly trembling hands as he stilled from her motions. She wanted him to pick her up again. She wasn’t afraid of him. He was so afraid he'd drop her the first time he held her in his lanky arms. 

“Moff?” The girl's voice took the ghost out of his musings.

“It’s ok, Moff is here.” he smiled before extending a hand to her.

Once again to his surprise, relief and utter joy, the little girl took his hand into hers with no fear. Her tiny warm hands clung tightly to his large skeletal cold one. A hint of a frown formed on his face upon studying their physical differences. Something felt wrong. His hand was too big in comparison to hers. He felt too big in comparison to her. He was smaller once. A long time ago, sure, but he was smaller. At least, he believed so. Why did his form feel so wrong? Was he always this way? 

“Moff?” Alice’s voice spoke once more with hints of concern, taking the large ghost out of his mental conundrum.

“It’s ok.” He leaned his head to lightly rest his forehead against hers. “I’m fine little one. Shall we play this evening?”

Alice’s face lit up at the word play as she lightly bounced in her crib shaking his hand eagerly cheering. “Play, play, play!”

The ghost laughed at the child’s eagerness. “Alright, alright. Let's see what we can come up with shall we?”

The ghost floated the girl out of the crib to set her down to play, not trusting the slight tremble of his own hands. He feared dropping her, but maybe, someday he’ll be able to hold her without that fear. To be able to uplift this tiny child as she seemed to be uplifting him.

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BatIM Green Eyes AU short: A Lesson of Inconvenience

This was a short story born from venting. That is all.

Warning: mentions of injury (a small cut, nothing major) and neglect

The midday sun beamed down upon the land filling those below with a warm tender glow. The wind held a slight chill in the air as the trappings of summer were slowly ebbing away to the graces of autumn. A perfect day for humans and animal alike to frolic within the comfortable weather, for which two young individuals were doing exactly that.

Benny cheerfully ran across the backyard giving chase to his little sister. The toddler squealed and giggled as she bounded through the grass with her ghostly brother on her heels. The young poltergeist staying just out of reach, luring her into a false sense of security before lunging from behind. Two sets of hands scooped her up tickling her upon securing his prize. The girl wiggled in his arms before managing to free herself, once again beginning the chase.

Alice ran as fast as her little legs would carry her before she lost her footing and fell. Tears swiftly welled in her eyes before being scooped up by her brother.

"Don't cry. It's ok." Benny tried to soothe the crying form in his arms.

He gently lifted her up in his normal set of arms allowing his second set to carefully pat her clear of the bits of grass before his eyes locked onto a red scratch running alongside her leg. His eyes bulged at the wound before they darting over to a small tree branch that was hidden in the greenery. 

"Oh no." The ghost internally began to panic. Allison was gonna be so mad at him. He let her baby girl get hurt. He didn't do his job. He's supposed to look out for his family and he let one of them get hurt.

Despite not needing to breathe, Benny found himself near hyperventilating with incorporeal breaths. Ok. He can do this. He just needed to patch her up himself and Allison won't suspect a thing. He's had enough practice patching himself up back on the day, surely he can do that now. 

With crying baby in his arms he quickly floated into and through the house and straight into the bathroom. He used his powers to block out the sound just in case either Tom or Allison would hear their daughter crying.

"It's gonna be ok." He ran a cool hand along his sisters cheek, his answer a small whimper.

Benny immediately sought out the medical kit he knew was under the bathroom sink. The young ghost pulled it out and set the box atop the toilet seat quickly digging into the chest.

He pulled out a small bottle of disinfectant pouring a small bit of the fluid atop a cotton swab before gently patting the scratch. The reaction was immediate as Alice began to cry.

"I know it hurts." Benny quicky patted the rest of the scratch before pulling her into a hug to try and calm her down. "It's ok. You're gonna be ok. It's ok." He gently rocked her trying to get her to calm down.

If his heart were beating it would have stopped the second the bathroom door opened. The ghosts eyes nearly bugged out of his skull upon seeing a very surprised Allison standing in the doorway. He could have sworn he locked out all sounds.

"What's going on?" Confusion laced his adopted mother's voice. 

Benny swiftly began to panic as tears picked at his eyes nearly matching his sisters. "W-wewereplayingandshefellandhurtherself. I'msosorryIdidn'tmeanforittohappen. Pleasedon'tsendmeaway."

"Hey, hey" Allison reached out pulling both children into her arms. "It's ok."

Allison could feel both Benny and Alice clinging to her as they cried. She wasn't sure what exactly happened as Benny spoke so quickly, but she didn't like seeing both of them upset. She held onto them until their cries died down to mere snuffles.

"Now then" the woman spoke as she relieved Benny of Alice. "What all happened?"

Fear and sadness practically dripped off of Benny's form. A shadow of a frown graced Allison’s face seeing literal ectoplasm dripping off the child ghost before her. She gently laid a hand upon his cool and slightly slimy shoulder.

"I'm not mad honey."

Benny took a deep incorporeal breath before recounting the tale of them playing in the backyard. How they were playing tag and Alice tripped over a fallen tree branch scraping the side of her leg. He didn't want Allison finding out so he took it upon himself to try and treat Alice himself.

Allison listened to Benny's story taking note of the scratch that ran across the side of Alice's leg. Her daughter long since having calmed down and hugging her mother. 

"I see." The woman nodded in understanding. "I'm not mad, but I wish you would have told me when it happened. Then I would have helped you."

Benny bowed his head in silence. Regret pooling off of him. 

"I was afraid that you'd send me away. That I was being inconvenient by letting her get hurt and not fixing it myself." Benny mumbled, Allison barely able to hear him. 

"Honey." Allison leaned down gently resting her hand on his cheek. "Never think you're being inconvenient. I would never send anyone away over an accident, let alone something that is normal in anyone's childhood."

"But she thought I was inconvenient." Benny mumbled making Allison’s heart seize from the statement. "Every time I got hurt, I had to make sure to not bleed on the floor or furniture cause it was 'too much of a mess' to clean up. I didn't want to bother you cause I was afraid you'd send me away cause a mess was made and I didn't do my job protecting her."

"Some people don't know a gift even if it bit them on the bum honey." Allison passed Alice to Benny with the little girl giggling lightly in his arms. "You are a precious gift to me, and never think otherwise. It is normal for children to get scrapes and bruises, it's a part of life. We all learn from them. Don't ever think I would send you away for anything. You're my son and nothing is gonna change that."

Benny looked up at his adopted mother in surprise and hopefulness before hugging her with his second set of arms. "Thank you."

"You're welcome honey, and lets make sure little sis is all better ok?" She lightly patted his head before pulling out a bandaid.

Benny watched in awe as Alice had a large bandaid on her leg with the little girl not even noticing. His sister giggling in her mother's arms as Allison kissed her to 'make it all better'. He was amazed that it was such a light scratch but the blood from earlier made it look worse then what it was. That small children are able to bounce back so easily from the scrapes and bumps of life.  

The young ghost had to wonder silently to himself; if he had someone like Allison in his life as a mom, would her love and tenderness be what he needed for all of his little cuts and scrapes. He would never know, but what he did know now was her wrapping him up into a hug alongside her daughter made him feel like 'it was all better'. He wasn't an inconvenience, and certainly not to his new family.

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15 and 93~

Benny telling a story to his little sister in the late night. Prior to the family knowing he was there, he would tell Alice stories using her toys to play the respective roles. He is very active in her learning and often reads to her, though he isn't always "age appropriate" given what was considered "normal" for his time period vs modern day. He learns over time.

This was supposed to have been a sketch, and it so got out of hand, lol. (If y'all can figure out the song I jacked the lyrics from then you get a cookie lol)

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Random doodles/concept sketches

I realize that I'm probably not gonna finish these so might as well just dump them. A lot of it is just random thoughts or painting practice. Some are fairly old so kinda "meh" about them.

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Merry Merry Everyone!

Naturally Green Eyes Benny had to get in on the holiday fun~

Funny story. This was the original drawing and had planned on adding in Stitched as well, a sort of combination of the two aus. However S Benny refused to cooperate so he got his own themed drawing leaving GE Benny to do what he wants. So it became a sort of Tim Burton themed holiday xD

On that note Benny's Sandworm is having a field day with it's new chew toy~

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Having a little fun with my boy and fooling around with animation.

The original sketch/cell