Ghosts

Hamilton and Bugging

In the kitchen, Sam was currently drying cooking utensils whilst trying to ignore Pete, who would not leave her alone. "Hi there! Hello? All right. I know you're actively ignoring us, but that's OK. I was married for 16 years, so I get it." He said, laughing at the last part, causing Sam to look up at him. "Oh, you looked at me! She looked at me! Ooh, it's working!" Sam slammed the spoon that she was drying onto the table and strode over to the kitchen door that led to the mini hallway and backyard. As she opened the door, Thor attempted to scare her but was ignored just like Pete as she picked another towel from the back of the door. "Death to our enemies!" Thor cursed as the door began to close. "So much for that plan." Damien whispered to Cassie from the door where they had been eavesdropping.

"I honestly don't trust ghost plans anymore. Especially Trevor's. His last plan ended up with my Mom in a coma." Cassie admitted, walking away from the door and to the TV room.

"Fair." Damien said as he caught up with the girl.

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*At night.*

As Sam and Jay lay in bed, Jay asked his wife, "Is it getting any better?"

"Uhm....." Sam contemplates as Alberta paced up and down the area besides Sam's part of the bed.

"Now, who would want me dead?"Alberta questioned. "I was a beloved jazz singer!"

"Not really." Sam concluded.

"I'm sorry, sweetie. Im sure it'll be better tomorrow." Jay yawned as Sam turned the lamp off as she laid on her back wide-eyed as Alberta continued talking. "OK, there was one person. She thought I was having an affair with her husband. I was sleeping with him, but she didn't know that, so in a way, I kind of wasn't as far as she knew."

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"So then the bear raised his arms to attack me." Flower explained to Hetty, who was laid on her bed trying to sleep. "But the shrooms were kicking in, and I thought he just wanted a hug. You know how everyone talks about bear hugs? They're not talking about hugs from actual bears."

"Can you please stop talking? I'm trying to sleep." Hetty begged.

"Oh yeah, no, totally. No, I'm so tired, too. Why do we sleep?"

Hetty turned her head towards the hippie and sighed, "I don't know."

"When I was in Woodstock, I didn't sleep at all cos I didn't want to miss anything, especially the Grateful Dead. I was a huge 'Deadhead', which is ironic because I wasn't even dead at the time."

"I don't care." Hetty grumbled.

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*The next morning.*

The sun poured in through the window of the room, causing Sam to stir and eventually wake. She looked beside her to see the bed empty. 'Jay's probably making breakfast,' she thought. She turned over and gasped in alarm, sitting up as she saw Sassapis perched on the edge of the bed. "Look, I get it." Sassapis spoke. "Who wants to think they're seeing ghosts? It's scary."

Sam, still trying to ignore the ghost's existence, made her way to the bathroom and began brushing her teeth. Sassapis followed her and continued talking. "You know what's scarier? Eternity! So, I find ways to break it up by creating some drama." Sam stories back into the bedroom to change while Sassapis waited outside. Once she was dressed, she made her way downstairs into the kitchen, Sassapis hot on her tail. Whilst she was pouring a cup of coffee, Sassapis resumed talking once again. "Like yesterday, I told Alberta that Hetty said she didn't like her hat. Now, did Hetty really say that? Well, I'll take that answer to my grave. Which will never come. Which is why I have to do this kind of stuff." Sam quickly stirred her coffee and speed walked off to find Jay. She entered the TV room where an electrician was working. He looked up and saw her before greeting her, "Oh, hi there." He smiled. "I'm Steve."

"Unbelievable." Sam sighed before calling out to her husband. "Jay! There's another one. He's a big guy with a greasy beard."

"Hey!"

"Hey babe! Have you met Steve?" Jay asked, walking into the room and passing Steve some money. "Here you go." Sam looked wide-eyed between Jay and the electrician before asking Jay, "Wait, you can see him?"

"What's happening?" Steve questioned, the TV remote in hand.

"Sam, Steve! He's here to help us with the cable." As Jay was talking, Thor strode into the room and spotted Steve. "Who is this man?!" Thor questioned. "Another invader?"

Sam, realising her mistake, quickly apologised. "Oh, my God. I'm so sorry, Steve! I haven't been sleeping well, it's great to meet you."

"Um, that should about do it." Steve said, returning his attention to Jay. "Now I went ahead and gave you three months of the sports package."

"Cool! Cass and I can now watch basketball together just like old times."

"He too shall feel our wrath!" Thor cursed, referring to Steve.

"Shut up!" Sam yelled to Thor, causing Steve and Jay to look at her in pure confusion. So Sam, attempting very badly to make it appear she wasn't talking to a ghost, continued in a weird sort of singing voice. "About that sports package, Steve! What a deal!"

"Yeah, right! I'm - I'm gonna test her out." Steve turned on the TV and a game of football (soccer) came up. He then flipped the channel to a viking documentary which captured Thorfinn's interest. "What is this magical window?" Sam slunk out of the room, thinking she was safe, only to cone face to face with Pete. "Hello!" He greeted. Sam sped up. "Oh, OK, well I'm down for a stroll. Where we headed? On behalf of my fellow ghosts, I would just like to welcome you - "

"You're not real!" Sam interrupted Pete. as she jogged downstairs carefully.

"I mean, I'm not technically alive but I am real."

"No you're not!"

"You're answering me."

"No I'm not!"

"Okay, I thought of a couple other people who may have wanted me dead." Alberta informed Sam, switching places with Pete. "Any chance you could hop a train down to Memphis and knock on some doors?"

"Hey am I crazy or is there chemistry here?" Trevor asked Sam, flirtatiously.

"This isn't happening!" Sam shouted, hurrying away from Trevor.

"I know I didn't expect this either!" He turned around, to walk to the living room but let out a yelp as he saw that Cassie had suddenly appeared there, her arms crossed and an unreadable expression on her face. "Hey there Cass. Didn't see you there."

"Would ya stop hitting on my Mom!? She's married! With a child! ME! THE ONE WHO SLAPPED YOU! Remember that? I can refresh your memory if you want."

"NO! No, no, no. Alright sorry!" Trevor cowered.

Cassie burst out laughing at the sight of his scared face. "Oh, please! I wouldn't do it even if I wanted to. I've slapped you once for killing my Mom and all that anger is gone now, so you're safe dimwit. I don't slap people anymore unless they insult a person I care about." She finished, stuffing her hands inside her dark blue jean pockets, slightly catching the string on her white jumper which kept it at the right length and size.

"Good to know."

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"OK, so this machine truly has the access to the entire breadth of human knowledge?" Isacc asked Trevor a few moments later as the pair stared at Jay's laptop, which was left open.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"OK, I need you to look up Alexander Hamilton on this." Trevor began to chuckle at this request. While Isacc looked at him to prove he was dead serious, causing Trevor to stop. "Do you know how long it would take me to type all those letters?"

"I must know what he went on to do. He haunts me and I'm a damn ghost!"

"Okay buddy." Trevor gave in, patting Isacc on the shoulder. "Stand back. Let me work my magic."

"Oh goodie." Cassie sassed from the doorway, Damien next to her. "What will they uncover folks?" Cassie asked to no one in particular as she pretended to hold a microphone while placing a finger on her other hand on her ear, acting as though an earpiece was there. "Come back in 15 hours to find out." Cassie then crossed her arms and began chuckling.

"I hate you."

"Love ya to Trev." Trevor prepared to begin typing on the laptop as the duo in the doorway walked in and took a seat to observe this hilarious scene. "God the pageantry." Isacc sighed.

"Do you want this or not?" Trevor snapped.

"Oh! Drama!" Cassie smiled.

"Yes, no, I do I just like it." He was shushed by Trevor as he began to concentrate on the keyboard. "Come on! Come on!" Isacc encouraged.

"Ten bucks, this thing bums Isacc out." Damien proposed.

"You're on!"

"You got it!! You got it!" Isacc yelled, unaware of the bet made about him. Jay then walked into the room and saw the 'a' key on the laptop and appear in the search bar. "Mmm- Mm. Mmm- Mm." Jay said, walking away from the laptop.

"Chicken." Cassie mumbled as she and Damien watched Isacc and Trevor celebrate. Trevor made his signature 'T' sign again as Isacc yelled, "OK, next letter. Next letter!" Trevor glanced up mid-“T” celebration and winked at her. “You’re not just watching, kid. You’re part of this chaos now.”

Cassie grinned, crossing her arms. “Glad to be on the team.”

Isacc nodded approvingly. “Indeed. Your observational skills will prove… invaluable.”