We've Always Loved The Color RED

Things... Odd ones...

Ghost stared at the strange man standing before him. Why does he look so much like Toast? Ghost questioned himself. Jimmy answered for him.

Because he IS Toast! Jimmy told him. Ghost stared at the man in silence.

Are you sure? He asked Jimmy. Ghost could almost feel Jimmy roll his eyes.

Yes, Johnny. I'm sure. Jimmy sighed sarcastically. Ghost examined the man's appearance. He really did look like Toast. The only difference is that he had piercing green eyes, along with the same colored glowing finger tips. He looked up to see that one of Toast's eyes was indeed the same color.

"Uh, Toast? You ok?" Ghost questioned, sitting up. Toast jumped at that question.

"Y-yes Sir!" Toast exclaimed, ruffling Ghost's hair. Ghost smiled, but he could tell that Toast was uneasy. Toast could tell that's Ghost's smile was fake. In fact, it was the most fake simile he had ever seen.

"Why do you ask?" Toast questioned.

"You want the honest answer?"

"Yes Sir."

"W-well... Your... One of your eyes are... d-different..." Ghost told him hesitantly. He could see the horror spread on Toast's face. Ghost began to think. The only thing he could focus on was the look on Toast's face. Ghost sighed, lying his head back down on Toast's chest.

"I-I... I'm sorry." Ghost told Toast, closing his eyes. He could hear Toast's tension fade in relaxation. He peaked to see that the other Toast was gone. He let himself slip into a not so peaceful sleep. No one knows this, but when Ghost sleeps, Jimmy always makes him have nightmares. Vivid ones. Ones of people he doesn't know,dying. It terrifies him, and although he doesn't know those people, they seem so... familiar...

(Many hours later)

Ghost woke to one of the most horrible sounds ever... the lawn mower. Gosh, how he hated them! He got up off of Toast's lap and walked over to the door. He stepped outside. It seemed peaceful, except for the lawn mower, of course... He walked over the small side yard and past the fence to see an older man standing with is lawn mower. He remembered that he had fallen asleep in his clothes. He checked himself before going over there. He walked up to the man. He tapped the guys shoulder. The man jumped and swung his fists at Ghost. Ghost jumped back, putting up his hands. The man relaxed a bit, putting his fists down.

"Oh! I'm sorry kid!" The man exclaimed, turning off the lawn mower.

"It's fine..." Ghost told him, putting his hood up. The man gave him a weird look.

"So what brings you over here?" The man asked.

"Oh yeah! I was gonna ask if you could maybe wait until later to mow you lawn. My partner is trying to sleep." Ghost explained. The man nodded.

"Oh my! I'm sorry! B-but do you realize what time it is?" he asked. Ghost looked at his watch. It was 12:00!

"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry sir!" Ghost exclaimed running back to his house. He stopped as he heard loud foot steps behind him. He looked to see the guy who looked like Toast.

"What do you want?" Ghost asked, twitching in fear.

What are you twitching about? Jimmy mocked.

He's creepy, ok?! Ghost told Jimmy. He looked at the 'fake' Toast.

"Well?" Ghost questioned.

"You're scared of me..." he smiled. He began to laugh continuously. Ghost noticed his hands were covered in blood. Ghost felt his heart beat beginning to speed up. Jimmy began to annoy him.

Ohhhh! Blood! Looks nice huh? Jimmy exclaimed. Ghost slapped himself, getting a squeak out of Jimmy. He heard Jimmy screech. He suddenly didn't have control of his hand. His face received a hard slap. He growled, and bit the hand that Jimmy had control of. Before he knew it, he had fangs, and had actually did some damage. What the heck?! Ghost thought, feeling his fangs with his tongue. Jimmy laughed.

More and more like me everyday! I'm so proud! Jimmy giggled. Ghost rolled his eyes. He looked back up at the man standing in front of him, just to see that he was gone! He turned back towards the house and began to walk back. He stepped in the doorway just to see that Toast was still sleeping. Ghost ran over to him, first closing the door. He poked Toast's face. He laughed as Toast jumped.

"S-Sir!" Toast exclaimed, embarrassed. Ghost just laughed, in fact, he laughed until he was cackling. Toast gave him a worried look, but he didn't care. He laughed until he cried, and his cheeks were hot pink. He wiped the tears from his eyes and walked over to Toast, but didn't sit down. Toast sighed, chuckling a bit. Toast sat up, a sudden realization coming to mind.

"Um... Sir?"

"Yes Toast?"

"I just realized that I've never seen Jimmy, like you know, while not trying to kill me. I haven't heard his real voice either..." Toast told him. Ghost nodded.

"Do you want to see him?" Ghost questioned. Toast nodded, shrugging. Ghost nodded. Suddenly, a blurry figure began to form next to him. Toast watched as Jimmy's figure began to from. Toast noticed that Jimmy was about the same height as Ghost, and had the same facial features, just more scars. He also noticed many differences. Jimmy had pale skin, dark crimson eyes and slightly darker hair. He noticed that Jimmy had a large black hoodie, which went down to his mid thigh. He noticed his hoodie was unzipped, and he had black jeans rather than dark grey. What a creep... Toast thought.

"Well Jimmy. Talk!" He heard Ghost command. Jimmy growled, before turning to Toast. Jimmy stopped uncomfortably close to him. Toast was not expecting what came next.

"H-hello friend, do you wanna know my secret?" Jimmy giggled, using his skinny finger to trace Toast's jugular. Toast didn't expect his voice to be so... creepy.

"No thanks, Mr. Casket." Toast told him, looking down.

"Scared?" Jimmy smiled. Toast looked to see a pair of fangs.

"No." Toast replied. Jimmy nodded.

"Brave one you got there. I can smell the fear on you." Jimmy scoffed. Toast's face turned red. Jimmy walked back over to Ghost. Suddenly, almost out of nowhere, Jimmy slapped Ghost very hard.

"What the hell was that for?!" Ghost exclaimed.

"That was for earlier!" Jimmy told him. Ghost slapped Jimmy back, until it became a all out war. Toast sighed. What am I going to do with these two?