Ghostly Baker Oliver

In front of Oliver is a plate of freshly-baked cookies! They're still warm, having come out of the oven not long ago.

The smile on his face brighten widely, “HOOHOO! Lovely gift, I also got you something in return for the colorful holiday!”

And so, he eagerly takes the gift with a smile, holding it in his wings now.

Aw, my dear friend, you truly didn't have to get me anything! But this is most definitely appreciated, and I can't thank you enough for it! I'm sure what you got me is going to be delightful.

He gets to the manor doors and quickly rushes inside, but not before looking behind himself to make sure no one was following him anymore. As soon as he knows it’s safe, he quickly flutters inside and slams the doors behind him.

He keeps his back glued to the door, looking at the closed doors as he breathes quickly in panic. He closes his eyes as he tries to collect himself before anyone can see him in this state.

Barnaby was working on new invitations, but having a hard time of which he wants. In his deep thoughts, hear something from the main floor of his home. Confuse as he was, looking at the time pretty late little quite odd. Decided to stake a break working on the invitations as the Barnaboo’s watched him stretched his neck out to peek out from his office. Spotting Oliver-

This is unusual, see the expression couldn’t quite put it out at it. Finally now to come out fully, “Oliver?” Spoked up, “Something wrong seem little—“ how can Barnaby describe this? “Agitated?” Maybe correct wording to say, his head then went upside down to stare at him.

O-Oh, me? Noooo, no, nothing's wrong at all, my friend! Haha, I don't even know what you're talking about!

His smile falters. He clearly isn't doing a good job at hiding his true emotions. He takes a deep breath but still finds himself glued against the doors, hoping his act was enough to dissuade him of any suspicion.

Something is wrong, way Oliver is acting is a little suspicious to the ghostly owl. Couldn’t quite put it though, maybe should do something.

Little idea pop up, maybe have him sit down and give him something to just make him relax at least. “Oliver, come on and should sit.” This time bringing him to the library rarely touched for a whole, lucky can quickly dust the area, and the fire place set. Better than nothing— that he hasn’t cleaning the living room as well, more dusty than the library.

“Just sit and relax.” Portal came out for tea was handed to him to give to Oliver, “You suuure you are alright? Seems to shiver.” Sit on the opposite side of him, quite unusual for this sort of event. Again though, sort of hard to tell if the other is fine. The tone wasn’t right, could be why he is suspicious. Getting tea himself. To listen at what the ghost bat. Look over to the Barnaboos, signal to get the cookies had baked earlier to least give Oliver to munch on.

Upon being asked if he actually was alright, however, he looked up at him with worried eyes.

I-I'll be fine, truly, you don't have to worry about me. I just...

He looked away as he tried to figure out how to word it, but then, after a couple seconds, he turned back to him.

... It's nothing, really. I just need to calm down- he says, shivering- a-and I'll be out of your feathers soon enough.

But behind his eyes was a gaze that had terror behind it. He's hiding something - and unfortunately for him, it's clear as day.

Can tell Oliver was in stress, Barnaby had then moving his finger. “Absolutely not, you need some least comfort. Don’t mind you staying here than leaving out there.” He had set the tea cup down now. “Besides, not being a pest. Just in time with music time, if you wanna join in. Look like could use some company right now.”

Barnaby had stand up, “Could also help to calm the nerves down!” Hopefully so, wasn’t too sure might work, but seem it’s needed at the moment. Didnt wanna leave Oliver like this, “How about it?” His head tilt at the other about it with a smile. Offering least some comfort, may not know the ideal what is going on, but he sure was gonna make the other happy.

Besides, he does need this. Even if he fears not being fully out of the woods, he should still try to enjoy the time while he's safe.

So, why not try to enjoy some music with his best friend?

He then laughs a bit and looks at Barnaby as his smile starts to return, and he stands up.

Oh, what the heck... If it wouldn't be a bother, I suppose I could give it a good shot - having a jolly good time with a little music and singing. I'm certainly not the best singer, but I'll do my very best.

For @ghoulishsweets and @youreverydayghost

I like Oliver the ghost bat, he’s cool. He has his own ask blog on Tumblr. Awhile back, Evevolla gave him and Barnaby a Dutch Apple pie and a recipe for him. Evevolla is not much of a baker or a cook, but she learned how by traveling to other worlds.

Barnaby was just having a conversation with Oliver, nothing too out of the ordinary. Hear something though that was above him, look up at two of the Barnaboos there, with one holding a mistletoe— how odd. For the ghostly male stared at it for a good solid minute. “Why do you have that? Does this have a meaning or a purpose??”

Barnaby being clueless, for the other Barnaboo just facepalm on its hand. Going over to explain to Barnaby about it.

Can see like a whole world blew his mind, slowly flustering up as he now understands this. “…Oh-“

Oliver seems just as flustered as Barnaby, frozen as he looks at him, then the plant hanging above them, then at the Barnaboos before looking back at Barnaby. His mind is racing, it's clear to tell. At first, he has no idea what to say as his pupils dart around, but then, as he sees the owl's reaction, he finally talks.

O-Oh, goodness, this was... well, quite unexpected...

He soon looks away, finding it harder to look at him all of a sudden.

Well... w-we don't have to... if that would make you feel better... he adds, his voice trailing off as he covers the lower half of his face with his wing.

Quickly then turn to now just walk away, wasn’t awkward or anything Barnaby was just in surprise. Soon he turn the corner now just hit his head on the wall, “AHHHHHH!!” Only then return back now with the rest, cleared his throat now.

“That wasn’t so bad-“

When he felt that kiss on his cheek... his eyes went wide, and he hovered there for a few moments, his wing rubbing his cheek. His eyes sparkled, and his face grew even more flush. A shy smile began to appear...

... and that's when he jumped from the sound of Barnaby hitting his head on the wall.

In this moment, he looks up at Barnaby, who claims it wasn't so bad, and comes out of his daze in that moment. And then... he starts to laugh. It's a quiet bit of laughter before growing louder.

After going into a small fit of laughter, he finally looks at him again and speaks, donning a bright smile and joyful eyes.

This... this is why you're my favorite.

And then, he follows the whims of his heart by flying over to him and kissing him on the cheek in return.

His smile is wide after pulling back, and his eyes are glistening with joy.

Barnaby was just having a conversation with Oliver, nothing too out of the ordinary. Hear something though that was above him, look up at two of the Barnaboos there, with one holding a mistletoe— how odd. For the ghostly male stared at it for a good solid minute. “Why do you have that? Does this have a meaning or a purpose??”

Barnaby being clueless, for the other Barnaboo just facepalm on its hand. Going over to explain to Barnaby about it.

Can see like a whole world blew his mind, slowly flustering up as he now understands this. “…Oh-“

Oliver seems just as flustered as Barnaby, frozen as he looks at him, then the plant hanging above them, then at the Barnaboos before looking back at Barnaby. His mind is racing, it's clear to tell. At first, he has no idea what to say as his pupils dart around, but then, as he sees the owl's reaction, he finally talks.

O-Oh, goodness, this was... well, quite unexpected...

He soon looks away, finding it harder to look at him all of a sudden.

Well... w-we don't have to... if that would make you feel better... he adds, his voice trailing off as he covers the lower half of his face with his wing.

I... was under the impression that this would make a lovely gift for you, so... h-here I am.

A part of him wondered if it was some sick joke to embarrass himself in front of the party host, but still, he awaited a reaction with wide eyes.

Someone he dearly chatted with is here— offering a rat. Now this was something he not expecting, looking at Oliver couldn’t help to blush himself.

A smile then appeared on his face, only to happily give Oliver a hug. “How lovely it is!” Hooted happily toward the ghost bat, for he then looked at the male with a smile. “Very lovely indeed!”

Rambles about to, but to quickly keeps himself from getting excited. “Anyways! Thank you, very much. Really means a lot to me to know.” Just by that, feel the nervousness wield within him more, just ends up hiding behind his wings.

But then, he sees Barnaby starting to hide behind his wings. He laughs a little, and - in a move he doesn't quite expect himself to make - he starts to move one of his wings away from his face so he can see him better.

No need to hide, my friend! I simply like seeing you smile. Still, I'm thrilled that you find the gift so meaningful; I'll have to remember this! Maybe I can find some more for you.

Happy hooting as he was doing some cleaning, just only going around making sure not much dust was on some things. Sort of kept some portraits from getting ruined. While dusting each one and sort of angling them a bit more too. His head perfect up, looking at the time. “Someone at this hour? Wonder who can that be??” As he spoke, opening the door in stead his usual having his head peek out first. Entire form came out, wearing an bandanna and an apron for cleaning.

“Hellooooooo??” Blink a bit and look around, scratch his head a little. Finally looking down at the ground to notice the basket. “Oh?” Picking up now, looking at it carefully, grab the note.

Seeing his name on the card, seeing no other name but just his- but the smell caught his attention. Lift the cover from it to check, see the goodies in it. Really did surprised him very much, “Hoohoo!! how delightful!!” Yet he wondered who came here, haven’t notice Oliver was there watching. See the silly happy smile though in Barnaby’s face. “Really sweet, if anyone still around could come out for tea.”

Barnaby's words and happy tone of voice cause Oliver to peek out form being the corner, just enough to see his reaction.

He contemplates what to do next, knowing that Barnaby wants to know who left the gift basket. It seems like he has no choice but to make his presence known. He quickly takes a breath... and then, he floats from behind his little hiding place to see him, smiling to him.

Well... I'm rather glad to hear that, my friend. I hope you enjoy the strawberry shortcake and the blueberry cupcakes that I baked.

He briefly looks away, his smile becoming a bit shy as he thinks about what to say next.

“Oh, should come inside for tea, least I can do for you!, don’t mind the rooms just doing some fall cleaning!” As he spoke, as he let the other in his home to the dining room. Set the basket down as well, “I shall get it, earl tea will fit perfectly!”

Barnaby had then to slice the cakes for the both them, giving a cake piece to Oliver. “Oh you are most welcome!” Excited to try it, of course couldn’t wait having his own piece to try it. The taste for him was absolutely incredible for the ghostly male, “HOOHOO!! Really wonderful!” As he happily says toward the other.

Y-You truly mean that? Oh, I'm so glad you enjoy it! I wanted to make something that could turn any frown upside down.

With those last words as well, he looks away bashfully, smiling a little softer as he thinks.

I'm just... happy to be here. You have no idea how much this means to me. I... haven't been able to make many friends in the afterlife, even after 30 years of being dead. Therefore, I, well... I cannot express my gratitude enough, that you invited me inside.

He gets to the manor doors and quickly rushes inside, but not before looking behind himself to make sure no one was following him anymore. As soon as he knows it’s safe, he quickly flutters inside and slams the doors behind him.

He keeps his back glued to the door, looking at the closed doors as he breathes quickly in panic. He closes his eyes as he tries to collect himself before anyone can see him in this state.

Barnaby was working on new invitations, but having a hard time of which he wants. In his deep thoughts, hear something from the main floor of his home. Confuse as he was, looking at the time pretty late little quite odd. Decided to stake a break working on the invitations as the Barnaboo’s watched him stretched his neck out to peek out from his office. Spotting Oliver-

This is unusual, see the expression couldn’t quite put it out at it. Finally now to come out fully, “Oliver?” Spoked up, “Something wrong seem little—“ how can Barnaby describe this? “Agitated?” Maybe correct wording to say, his head then went upside down to stare at him.

O-Oh, me? Noooo, no, nothing's wrong at all, my friend! Haha, I don't even know what you're talking about!

His smile falters. He clearly isn't doing a good job at hiding his true emotions. He takes a deep breath but still finds himself glued against the doors, hoping his act was enough to dissuade him of any suspicion.

Something is wrong, way Oliver is acting is a little suspicious to the ghostly owl. Couldn’t quite put it though, maybe should do something.

Little idea pop up, maybe have him sit down and give him something to just make him relax at least. “Oliver, come on and should sit.” This time bringing him to the library rarely touched for a whole, lucky can quickly dust the area, and the fire place set. Better than nothing— that he hasn’t cleaning the living room as well, more dusty than the library.

“Just sit and relax.” Portal came out for tea was handed to him to give to Oliver, “You suuure you are alright? Seems to shiver.” Sit on the opposite side of him, quite unusual for this sort of event. Again though, sort of hard to tell if the other is fine. The tone wasn’t right, could be why he is suspicious. Getting tea himself. To listen at what the ghost bat. Look over to the Barnaboos, signal to get the cookies had baked earlier to least give Oliver to munch on.

Upon being asked if he actually was alright, however, he looked up at him with worried eyes.

I-I'll be fine, truly, you don't have to worry about me. I just...

He looked away as he tried to figure out how to word it, but then, after a couple seconds, he turned back to him.

... It's nothing, really. I just need to calm down- he says, shivering- a-and I'll be out of your feathers soon enough.

But behind his eyes was a gaze that had terror behind it. He's hiding something - and unfortunately for him, it's clear as day.