#anyways have ghostie boy searching for his detective

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Answers?

No TWs as far as I'm aware :). sorry for the wait, ADHD wanted to watch ppl play horror games lmao

@cupcakes-and-pain @maracujatangerine here ya go <3. Set before Promotion?

The detective wasn’t answering any of my calls, which is odd. I know he’s been pretty focused, but it doesn’t make the sudden ghosting make sense. He hasn’t even showed up for Burger time, and his coworkers said he’s busy trying to get a promotion. Apparently he’s been trying for a while now. I’m not sure why he needs one, though, cuz he can pay for really cool clothes for me and weekly burger times, so it’s not like he’s short on money. I think, at least. I haven’t been to his apartment ever, so maybe he’s just using all of his money on other stuff?

“Ghost? How long have you been sitting in Gunner’s office?” Oh, it's the secretary person. I like how red her hair is, it’s like apples or a lighter shade of blood. She’s nice, and doesn’t scream when I bring my little critters in. 

“I dunno, like an hour or so. Why? Also, has Detective responded yet? I haven’t seen him in like a whole week, which isn’t very long but he missed Burger time, and that’s just illegal. He’s never done this before, what if he doesn’t come back? Wait, he has to, he works here. Can I have a snack, please? There’s only fruit gummies in here and those are the worst. Is Mr. Detective Gunner Sir Bossman okay? I don’t like that he’s ignoring me.” I asked, staring at Ms. Secretary and playing with the rubix cube I pulled from the drawer. Detective is really likes to get things for people, I think, cuz the one unlocked drawer always has toys and snacks, but he hasn’t been restocking it, cuz the only things left are gummies and gummies are evil.

Ms. Secretary just smiled and said she’ll get me another snack, that’s nice. She didn’t answer if the Detective that is Gunner had responded or reappeared, though, and it’s weird. Why does nobody say anything? I just wanna know what’s going on. Then they get mad at me, when they refused to say anything in the first place. If you don’t want me snooping around, don’t be so cryptic and rude.

  Wait, I can just find answers myself. I forgot about that, but whatever. Detective is always here during work hours but I’m sleeping then usually, so maybe if I stay up later to watch for him? Then I can hop in his car while he’s busy and he’ll take me to wherever he’s been hanging out at. I get a free car ride, and find out where he’s been. The car ride is the best, because I can just sit and stare out the window and nobody expects me to do or say anything. It’s really nice and even better when the window is rolled and the air is rushing around the car. I like the wind, it feels really nice against my face. Makes me feel like I can fly, and wouldn’t that be so cool? I wanna fly, just hang out in the air and float around the city. No one would ever be able to reach me and-

Ms. Secretary walks back in, with a box of chocolate pretzels and I immediately zero in on them, dropping the rubix cube. Chocolate pretzels are the best, better than everything ever. She hands them to me, and tells me to “take care of yourself, kiddo” like I'm not a whole eighteen years old, and walks back out. Actually, wait, my birthday is tomorrow, so I’m almost nineteen! Maybe I can get Detective to tell me what he’s been up to all this time? It would be nice to know, cuz Detective has been gone for forever, and before that he was snappy and almost yelled at me which was scary. I hope he’s better now, I hate it when people yell. Makes me think I’m gonna get locked in the freezer again, and it's the worst feeling ever. But Detective wouldn’t do that to me, cuz he said he wouldn’t and Detective doesn’t lie. Unless it’s to the weird Feds, then he does, but never to me.

I shove another pretzel in my mouth and stare at the picture of Detective and his car. Wait, I can use that. He only has one car, unless he uses one of the precinct vehicles, and he wouldn’t use a precinct vehicle if he wants to hide, would he? Those are always tracking, said one of his friends, so they're not good for hiding. His car is a dark blue, which is the best color, but it also has some neon green and pink on the top from when I found some paint and got bored. On a side note, I’m no longer allowed to be unsupervised around paint or glitter. Rude. Anyways, there’s bright paint on the top, and I can just run around the rooftops until I find his car! It’ll haveta be somewhere, and even if I don’t find it I can go back to my warehouse. Wait, maybe Detective is near there? The warehouses are really nice to hide stuff in cuz they’re so big, and also no one ever checks on them without an actual, important reason. It’s nice, I never get bothered.

I chomp into the last pretzel, and get up to throw the box away. Chocolate pretzels never last long, they should make bigger boxes and I should get them for free. I meander out of the precinct, towards the apartments. The fire escapes there are always unlocked, and no one ever cares as long as I don’t stop on any of the landings. The apartment building itself is cool, all brick, and it's painted purple and green. It has people at the doors though, so I haven’t been able to enter it, sadly. Oh well, I’ll get in eventually. The fire escape is rusty and creaky and old, but it can be quiet if you’re really, really careful. I walk around to the alleyway that leads to the fire escape, then climb the stairs. Normally I’d just launch myself up but last time Detective yelled at me, so I don't wanna do it again. He said he was just scared for me, but yelling is really scary, too, so I dunno what he’s talking about. It’s not like I would fall either, cuz I was doing that since forever but now I can’t.

I finally reach the roof, and start running to the opposite edge. I jump at the very edge of the building, and land in a roll on the next building. I like jumping roofs, it’s fun and no one follows you, and it’s really, super fast if you know where you’re going cuz no one can stop you and nothing is in your way. Except maybe a fence sometimes, but it was really dark and raining that time so it’s not my fault that I fell off the roof. But fences aren’t common, so it’s easy to remember where they are and how to avoid them. Why would you put a fence on the roof? It just gets in the way and makes everything harder. It’s not like roofs ever hold anything important or expensive, y’know? It’s rude and in-con-sid-er-ate. I can say the best words, can’t I?

I slow down just a bit, cuz I can see my warehouse now, so I don’t need to go as fast. It has nothing to do with how hard I’m breathing, not at all. I glance around at some of the neighboring warehouses, but I can’t see very well, so I move to jump to the next roof. I spend a while running around checking everything out, but I still don’t see Detective’s car. I do find Muffin’s Marvels, so obviously I go down to ask for a cake. What the heck?! Why’re they closed, it’s not even that late. Wait, what time is it anyways? I pull out my little flip phone and see that it’s 11:53 PM. Oh, I’ll be nineteen in seven minutes, fun. I trot away from the cake shop, heading towards my warehouse. After getting back on the roofs, of course. I jump roofs, until I spot a flick of green in the corner of my eye. I land wrong, and my ankle is not happy about that, actually. After making sure I didn’t shatter my bones, I peek over to try and find the green I saw. I can’t find it from here, so I jump down into the mattress that has never been moved from the dumpster it's in. It’s still pretty good though, just stinky. I wander through the alleyway, trying to find any green at all. I don’t find anything, but there’s a weird shed thingie next to a warehouse so I go to check it out. It looks old and weird, like everything else. People really like to abandon stuff in abandoned places, it’s weird. Maybe they’re trying to make the abandoned place look nicer, but honestly it just makes me feel like someone was forgotten, and that makes me really sad so I don’t think about it anymore. Wait, isn’t that Detective’s car? Why is it hidden? And why so late? 

Well, I know how I was able to see it at the very least. There isn’t a roof on this shed. Why would you place your car here, it’s not even protected that well, yknow? I wanna explore more, but my phone beeps at me, the alarm Detective set on it going off. Aw, I don’t wanna go to bed now, I just found the Detective. I pout at my phone until I let out a yawn and remember I have chocolate milk at my warehouse. I’m only going back for the chocolate milk, not because I’m tired, not at all. I never get tired, ever. I don’t trip, or get tired, or anything ever cuz I’m just that good. Obviously. 

I finally reach my warehouse, and immediately grab my chocolate milk from the cooler Ms. Secretary gave me. It’s filled with ice, and keeps my chocolate milk cold so it doesn’t get gross and icky. Also warm milk is an abomination and anyone who warms their milk up willingly is wrong and gross and icky and should be jailed forever. I twist open the cap, sipping some as I flop onto the little bed-nest I made when I first found this place. My bed-nest is the bestest bed ever, cuz it’s warm and soft, and it has all sorts of colors. Blue is still the best color, but I like it when things have lots of colors, too, cuz it’s always fun to look at. I yawn again, laying further back and drinking the rest of my chocolate milk. I’m not tired at all, no siree. These blankets are just really warm and soft and nice, and I can’t help but nuzzling into them. Detective can wait until tomorrow, after all. He won’t mind.