i’ve been meaning to tell you, i think your house is haunted

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i’ve been meaning to tell you, i think your house is haunted
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CORAN SPACE UNCLE IS NEEDED!
Coran (frowning slightly): No idea what a “Space Uncle” is, but I shall do my best, I suppose.
Walks over to where Lance is sitting, before slowly kneeling down in front of him. He’s taken aback by the child’s name, quirking one eyebrow as he starts to notice some similarities that definitely makes him Lance.
Coran: Hi, Lance, my name’s Coran. That was quite a tumble you took there, are you okay?
Lance (sniffles and leans back a little): I-I was playing with that goo stuff…
Coran (smiles gently): Yes, I can see that. Did you have fun?
Lance (nods before starting to cry a little, his voice sounding slightly choked up): I slipped and now my head h-hurts…I really want to see Mama. I-I’m really scared right now.
Coran (gives him a sad look while extending his hand out): I know you are, but I’m afraid we can’t go see your mum right now. Why don’t you come with me and we can help your head feel better, hm?
Lance lets out a small noise: Can I see mama after that?
Coran sighs, giving a small chuckle and smiling a little: Tell you what, let’s go fix your head and find out how you got here first, and then I’ll do my best to help you see your mum, deal?
Lance (nodding and holding up his pinky finger): Pinky promise?
Coran (giving a confused look before raising his own pinky): I have no idea what that is, but sure. Pinky promise.
Lance wraps his pinky around Coran’s before sliding forward to hug him, feeling slightly comforted by this strange man. Coran gladly-but awkwardly-hugs him back.
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LANCE MCCLAIN! What would your mother say if she saw you make such a mess!
Lance: W-what? My mom? She would be pretty-slips and falls flat on his face-
Coran (panicking at the sudden fall): Oh my goodness!
Lance. R u ok. Do u need a kissy on ur boo boo
Lance: I-I..
Coran approaches slowly, getting Lance’s attention. He gives a small smile.
Coran: Uh…hello little one, what’s your name? And how’d you get here?
Lance swallows, his bottom lip quivering.
Lance: M-my name is Lance…I don’t know how I got here.
quick someone call the others! Don't cry lance
Lance: I-I won’t cry…but I don’t want to see the others weirdoes. I want to see mama right now.