[Ash]: 102.Contests.Ghosts of Ourselves

[Paz] sat at the end of the bar watching all the people get drunk. She had been dead for about five days and was learning how to pick things up even though she was incorporeal. Suddenly a large biker with a black leather vest walked in and sat himself at the stool. She found someone to play with.

She waited and finally the man was swaying drunk. She knew it was wrong but to resist spooking him would be wrong as well. She waltzed through the bar to the other side and stared at the man; she could smell the beer on his breath and knew he had had enough.

She grabbed the glass and picked it up swaying it in front of him. “Come on… run out of here screaming already.”

“Hey… I’m,” his eyebrows began to twitch wildly. “I’m magic! Woo! Look at me I’m Harry fricken’ Potter!”

The drunken business man next to him swiveled his head over. “Man, you are Harry Potter. Can, can I get an autograph?”

The bar man came over and pulled the cup down. “Both of you out. Shoo, you’re drunk off your asses.” They left quietly thinking that the mean old bar man was a giant ‘meanie’. “You, what did I tell you about messing with patrons?”

[Paz] stuck her tongue out and walked out. She liked to come to the bar and harass people, but that bar man could surprisingly see her, which made it more fun when she decided to show up in the first place just to play jokes on the drunks.

Strolling in the night she watched as the cars passed right through her on the road, no stopping or swerving. Suddenly she felt something hit her and fell to the road. Looking up she saw [RiddleRose] lying next to her. “Hi [Paz].”

“Hey [RiddleRose], so you died to huh?”

“Yep, I was hit by a car. A little boy wandered out in the street and I saved him. You?”

[Paz] sighed. “Well, I was wondering in the woods and there was this cute little squirrel. I said ‘awe’ and a giant rabid squirrel jumped down on me. It slashed me with its mighty claws and I died.”

“Um… I really don’t know what to say.” [RiddleRose] said. Suddenly a car came whizzing by and was grabbed by a large furry hand and dragged into the woods.

“Oh, there he is. Hi Squirrelly!” [Paz] waved and another car went through them. “So, where are you going?”

“Oh, I’m heading south, checking out the Library of Congress.” [RiddleRose] smiled. “I’ll come back and visit. Bye.”

“Bye.” A car passed by and [RiddleRose] grabbed the side and was off. The giant squirrel walked across the road, a chunk of metal in its hand. “Well, minds well go back to the bar.”

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If I insulted either of you sorry, I just though that squirrel idea was awesome.

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