~ How it all begun ~

Chapter 8

Days fly past, and soon the end of November knocks on the wooden door of the dark shaded manor. Snow has covered the ground, and the mighty shapes of Whipstaff.
Outside almost everyone is enjoying the snow, Casper and Kat building a snowman next to the steps of front door while the four adult ghosts are going all in on a snow fight.
A ball of snow hits Angel, and she turns around, "Who threw dat?!" She eyes on the three male ghosts all looking around them, trying not to seem quilty. Soon the tallest male flies a little bit front, "It wuz me.." he admits.
"JUDAS!" Angel shouts dramatically, before the four ghosts burst into loud laughter. "Ye're gonna be so dead.." the female soon gets a slight bit more serious. Stretch grins widely, "I gotta say, I've felt a little alive lately.." he smirks teasingly to her. Angel laughs and gets ready to throw a snowball, but she stops from noticing a human male walk out of the manor's door. He takes a sip of hot coffee from a white mug, he's holding as he walks through a path made from the door to the car of his. He takes the mail out from the mail box and makes his way back.
The ghosts start to whisper with eachother, and they laugh quietly, as Dr. Harvey kicks the snow of his shoes before entering the house, "How bout a session with you all?" He turns to the adult ghosts, smiling warmly.
For an answer, he gets a pile of snow thrown at him. He dusts off most of the snow and looks at his coffee, "I better get another cup..".
Stretch chuckles, "We'll be dere.." he grins mischievously as the man turns back around and walks inside, closing the door behind him, shaking from the freeze of the snow.

When the ghosts finally arrive to their group therapy session, they are restless and don't even bother to try and focus. They do every trick and play all their games on Dr. Harvey.
The human male sighs, before Angel starts spinning him on his chair, humming while doing so, "I spin ya right round, right round like a record.." she laughs to herself once she stops.
Getting up from his chair, Dr. Harvey walks on a zigzag motion, from the dizziness, as the ghosts pull a rope tight in front of his legs, almost touching the ground. The male trips over, trying to make his fall softer, by holding his hands on his sides. He falls on the ground, looking like he's given up on doing push ups.
"Ya GOTTA keep going!!" Stinkie shouts, dressed up like a personal trainer, "Are ya a maggot or are ya a man?!". Dr. Harvey slowly stands up, "Guys please.. " he sounds out of breath, as he wipes his forehead from being sweaty.
The ghosts finally calm down, and Dr. Harvey sits down back on his chair. He takes out his notebook and a pen, before looking at Stretch, who is now sitting scary calmly in place, "Stretch, let's start with you.." the male starts.
The tall ghost shrughs and nods approvingly, and the therapy session is ready to start. "How has your relationship with Angel affected your way of being? Any progress in the thought of crossing over?" He asks curiously, getting ready to write. Stretch thinks for a bit, before nodding, "Definitely!", surprising everyone.
Dr. Harvey nods gladly, "Good.. " he writes down something, "I think I'm ready to crossover to her bed.." Stretch smirks to Angel.
Angel leans against her boos shoulder smirking back, as Stretch wraps his long thin arms back around her lovingly. Dr. Harvey shakes his head and smiles a little, turning to Stinkie and Fatso, "How do you feel, that this new relationship affects your relationship with your brother?" He gets ready to write a lot.
Stinkie opens his mouth, and starts explaining something about trash he found the other day, and no one understand what he's saying.

An hour has passed, and the buckteeth ghost keeps on talking, Dr. Harvey rubs his eyes with one hand, "Stinkie, do you have anything to say about the relationship of Stretch and Angel's..?" Dr. Harvey leans his head tiredly to his hand. Stinkie laughs, "Oops.. got troiled off.." he shrugs and grins before sitting back down, "I ain't got no complaints bout her.. she's an eyecandy for all of us!" He smirks, trying to be clever before Stretch whacks him flat as a plate with his hand morphed into a block anvil. Angel rolls her eyes in a usual way, before the main doors of the office open. In walks Kat, with Casper bit behind him, holding something behind his back.
The young male ghost flies to Angel, who tilts her head curiously, "I got ya a Christmas chocolate calendar, Angel.." he hands it to the blonde female, before backing up respectfully. Her face brightens, "Fa me? Thank ya SO much Casper.." she almost tears up.
The calendar has picture of a reindeer, with a sleigh behind it, full of presents while it's snowing. Angel admires the beautiful picture on the calendar, "It's gonna be a shame ta open it up.." she giggles.
"Wha.. it's not Christmas yet, ya got yer days wrong or something, bulbhead?!" Stretch and his two brothers get up flying warningly closer to the young boy, who looks at them innocently, "I just thought.." he starts.
Angel flies in between them, "I can start opening this tomorrow! So I think ye're tha one with tha days wrong, honey.." She teases him, while pointing to a wall calendar on Dr. Harveys office wall.
Rushing to the calendar, the three adult male ghosts feel shocked, "It's the end of November already?!?" Stinkie screeches in panick. Casper nods and smiles, "Soon we can play Christmas songs and buy presents!" He says excitedly while dancing around Kat, humming a Christmas song. "Oh no.. no no no.. ya ain't gonna do that again this year!" He gestures denying it, while leaning back up, in no plan of giving up on it. He soon feels a soft yet sad look against his back, "What are ya sayin..?" Angel looks at him in tears, "No Christmas..? But.. but.." she starts sobbing helplessly. Stretch looks around, seeking for some back up, but he's left alone in the situation. "Ya see.. uh.. we dun.. really like.. Christmas.." he tries to say in a nice way, to not offend Angel's feelings.
"But.. can't we have one Christmas..? It's one of my favorite holidays.." she looks up to him, with hopeful shining eyes. Stretch can't help it, but to nod slightly, "I.. guess we can have one more Christmas.." he says in a silent tone.
Angel flies to him, almost making him fall as she hugs him tightly, feeling grateful.

The evening falls upon, laying darkness all over the town of Friendship, and the only light source is from inside the houses of the people. Even the streetlights aren't on this evening.
At Whipstaff manor, that proudly stands above everything else, a certain male ghost is looking for his ghoul. He opens a door to Dr. Harveys office, taking a peek in. He's greeted by a warm fire and a smile from the ghoul, laying on a divan in her silky nightgown. She holds a book, before landing it next to her cup of hot cocoa, full of marshmallows. "Hey there.." Stretch smirks, as he slides next to the ghoul, under a cover, "What's my little Marshmallow doing 'ere all alone..?" He asks curiously. "I wuz just doing a little reading.." she smiles, giving a passionate kiss to him. Wrapping his arms around her Stretch presses his chin against her soft, curly blonde hair, "Mind if I lay next to ya..?". Angel shakes her head, "Of course not.." she says, turning around and taking a better position, laying her head gently on his chest.
Soon, Dr. Harvey walks into his office to fetch up some papers for late night work, but for his surprise he ends up finding a loving couple, already sleeping tightly next to eachother.
A wide smile grows to his features, and quietly he leaves, letting them be.