'Living' the life they didn't have pt 2
Part two for the ghost au it's finally here! :D
+ a small drawing while reading :]
Hope you enjoy it :]
Tw: Injuries (And I think that's it?)
Punz looked at the small ghost in his hand. He had no idea what to do, he knew he was scaring him, but he didn't know what to do. He sighed. "Um... uh... Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I promise... Although I don't think I can do it anyway..."
The ghost stopped shaking a bit, now shaking less and staring at him. "I guess that you were the one making things move around the house... You've never broken anything before, so I guess it was an accident, right?" The ghost nodded quickly.
Punz smiled slightly, stroking the ghost's small head gently. Then the ghost was changing back to his original form. Apparently he had calmed down quite a bit at the gesture.
“Now that you're a bit calmer, could you tell me your name? Mine is Punz, although I suppose you already know that, since you've probably heard of it." The ghost nodded slowly, watching as the human released him slowly and carefully.
“U-Uh… My name is Dream…” he replied, glancing slightly at Punz before looking down again. "So... you're not going to hurt me...?"
Punz smiled kindly. "Of course not, don't worry. Although I don't think I could hurt you anyway since you're a ghost…” Dream looked at him doubtfully but decided to speak.
"Well... there are two ways to hurt a ghost..." Punz looked at him as he spoke, curiously but also surprised, he didn’t know that ghost could get hurt.
"If I tell you the ways, you won't hurt me, right...?" Dream asked, a little nervous. Punz gave him a small, sincere smile. “Don't worry, I didn't plan to do it even if you tell me.
I won't hurt you in any way." Dream calmed down even more at those words. “Uh.. Okay… One of the ways we can be hurt is with something related to our traumas, which represent the way we die…”
Punz nodded slowly, understanding what the small one was saying. "And would you be okay with telling me...?" The ghost thought about it for a second before nodding.
“I don't know how other ghosts died but, my traumas are being grabbed by human hands, being yelled at, and any crushing sounds…” Dream explained calmly, looking at the human for a moment before looking down.
"Okay, I completely promise that I won't do any of those things to you." he said with a kind smile. Dream looked at the human again, smiling after so many years.
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Sapnap was pacing around the kitchen, cell phone in hand. "Damn Punz... why don't you pick up the phone?" He told himself, running a hand through his black hair. He sighed, he needed Punz's help to get the ghosts out of his house. He was sick of them breaking things around the house.
He opened the cabinet, taking out a small bottle of salt and putting it in one of his pants pockets. He was pretty sure the ghosts were still in his house and he wanted them out of it and to stop breaking things. He left the kitchen and headed for the living room.
When he went in there, he saw something move and out of reflex, he reached for the small bottle of salt and threw a little from it at what he saw moving.
He soon regretted his decision. A monstrous scream, loud and sharp, shook the room. Sapnap covered his ears trying to block out the noise, while some fragile things in the room were breaking from the intensity.
It didn't last long, as within a few seconds the room fell silent again.
Almost.
Sapnap removed his hands from his ears, approaching the two small ghosts that were on the floor, who were in complete panic. Once they felt the human approaching, they tried to move a bit away from him.
The one who had screamed, looked at him with a scared expression while the other, looked at him angrily but with a bit of fear, since he could also hurt them.
When Sapnap got close enough, his eyes focused on the ghost that had screamed, his eyes widening as he saw his body. The lower part of his arm had melted from coming into contact with the salt that Sapnap had thrown a few seconds ago.
“Shit… I… did I do that…? Damn, I didn't mean to hurt you…” he said quietly. "Well, it didn't seem like it and you've already done the damage!" replied the other ghost harshly.
“I thought it was just going to push you away, not do that to you. I really had no intention of hurting you…” “And what are you going to do to make up for it? The arm will take almost a month to grow and it is because of you.” He snapped, anger clearly visible on his face.
This time, Sapnap frowned. "Well, if you guys hadn't been breaking things around my house, this probably wouldn't have happened to him, so it's your fault too!" he said to both of them really annoyed.
They were blaming him when they had been breaking his belongings, completely getting away with it. Without a word, he grabbed them both, heading to his room.
"Hey! Let us go!” Sapnap snorted. “Not until you explain everything to me. And tell me your names." "Rubius..." said the 'injured' ghost, making the other sigh. "Okay… I’m.. Quackity..."
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