yourghosthost | private contact (Foolish Mortals Archive)

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private contact (Foolish Mortals Archive)

If you'd like to reach the Ghost Host, simply calling for him will do the trick. An omniscient presence, he'll be sure to appear before you as soon as he's available.

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[When Wander was boiling the peaches for peach lemonade, he made sure to make extra for the Ghost Host. What wasn't mixed into the lemonade had spices mixed into it - cinnamon and nutmeg and everything that would be fit for a new friend.

He empties a bottle of barbecue sauce into the sink and removes the label before pouring in the cooled drink. There. Even without wine bottles, he can make do. He takes the gift to his room, grabs a jar of the paper stars he made that week, and shouts at the ceiling which standing by his bed.]

Ghostave!

...Yes, Wander.

[drifting downwards from the ceiling. fine. yes. he is here.]

[Wander is giddy to see him.]

I got you the gifts I promised! [No he didn't?] Here's a jar of stars I made from the stationary in your study, all of the different kinds you have there. There's exactly nine hundred and ninety-nine in here, one for all your ghost friends!

[He holds up the jar. It took hours and hours to make them all, a labor of love.]

And here [Lifting the unlabeled bottle.] is a spiced peach cider, specialty of Chef Wander's kitchen. Made it just yesterday, drink it while it's cold or warm it up and emjoy!

[Do you like them, tell him tell him.]

Hm.

[he floats down, inspecting all of this with a thoughtful expression on his face.]

This is...quite nice.

[Wander grins. And squeals.]

I knew it! [He bounces on his heels as he thrusts his arms triumphantly in the air.] I knew you would like them! Here, do you need me to hold it for you or are you gonna be okay?

I'll be fine, thank you. I appreciate the offer.

[If he could hug a ghost, Wander would grab Ghostave and give him his third gift.

Actually, he's going to leap and hug him.]

[...and he falls down. because he's transparent.]

...Right.

[Right onto his face, but he picks himself up and laughs.]

Guess I shoulda thought that through, huh? Never did hug a ghost before, but now I know! [Adjusts his hat.] Y'know, you can hang out with us whenever you want. It's not a real party unless everyone comes down.