Some drawings n' stuff

I had one idea drafted about Spencer working part-time at a movie theater, only to realize it was haunted by a ghost from the black and white films era who would trap his victims in silent movie-esque scenarios. The ghost was upset about being forgotten and left behind. The boys would have to figure out how to calm the ghost down and would work out a compromise, getting the theater to have a classic movie night every now and then, so the ghost wouldn't keep trapping people. Another idea I had was for Spencer to start delving into 'ghost hunting' videos on his MeTube channel. It doesn't go as well as he thought because all the fancy 'ghost hunting' equipment he bought turns out to be mostly BS or 'the living' can't see the evidence. Here's a little drabble I wrote:

“Ok, EVP test,” Spencer said into the mic as he panned his camera around. “Is there anyone here who would like to talk?” Billy grinned and waved when the camera turned to him. “BJC here!” “Not you,” Spencer snapped. “Anyone else, who might want to talk with us?”

At one point, Spencer actually finds one haunted house but doesn't realize it until the ghost follows him home and starts to torment him and Billy in the mansion. Here's the little drabble I was thinking of when they get home after a hunt and order take-out, only to be met with something worse than a bad delivery driver. Please pardon how rough it is:

Spencer opened the door, grinning at their would-be food bearer. But blinked at the empty space that greeted him instead. He took two steps out of the entrance, looking around, but there was no one there. Not even a delivery bag was left on the stoop. Huh... Maybe he’d imagined it? But no. Billy heard it too. Even told him to go answer the door and get the food. Confused, he shook his head, stepped back in, and closed the door. Maybe the delivery guy had left when Spencer took too long to get to the door. He turned back around and started making his way back up the stairs. Knock Knock Knock Spencer’s heart lept and he whipped around. He shook his head to get a hold of himself. The deliveryman came back. That was all. Must have been within view of the house and seen Spencer come to the door. “Coming!” He called as he jogged over to ensure they didn’t leave again. He flung the door open, anticipating seeing that friendly face even more now. Nothing.  Spencer’s heart sank. He took a few hurried steps outside, looking around in all directions. There was no one else around. He stretched up on his toes, looking over the decorative walls and shrubs around the yard. Maybe a ding-dong-ditch-er was playing a prank; some neighborhood kids or any one of his many, many school bullies. Someone must have found out he was home alone (more or less) and was trying to scare him.  “Not very clever, ya know! It’ll take more than that to scare me!” He shouted into the darkness. No response. A wave of embarrassment washed over him at how ridiculous he must look right now. Outside, by himself, yelling at nothing. He ran back inside and slammed the door, locking it behind him. There was a logical explanation. Maybe the delivery guy had come and gone again. Somehow, impossibly, quick enough that Spencer hadn’t seen him. That was all, right? Right.  Spencer sucked in a breath. Everything was fine. He was the Horror Helmer after all, they’d have to do more than knock to scare him. Spencer started back towards the stairs. Five steps away from the door. Six, seven, eight, nine- KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK Spencer jumped, spinning around and nearly falling over. His heart pounded in his chest so loud that he nearly mistook it for more knocking. Spencer sucked in a breath to brace himself and bolted for the door. He flung it open, letting it swing back and hit the wall, not caring if it left a mark. Now someone HAD to be there. He’d been too fast at answering, even if someone was trying to hide he would still spot them, there weren’t that many hiding places immediately outside the door.  No one. Nothing. The same silent, dark, empty space, dimly lit by the porch lights.  Not even a single moth fluttering around the lamp. . . Huh. NO insects or insect sounds of any kind now that he was listening. No distant echoes of cars driving by, no crickets chirping, no shouting from late-night party goers. Not even the wind. Every hair on Spencer’s body stood on end. He slowly shut the door, bolted the locks, and backed up, keeping his eyes fixated on it.  “YO! Brozilla!” Spencer jumped a foot in the air, and he fell on his backside. Billy swung down into his frame of view. “What gives, dude? Answer the door! The Cobra needs to get his munchies on!” Spencer’s mouth worked, trying to form words, but nothing came out. Billy only gave him a few seconds, staring with a slightly irritated look, one eyebrow raised. Then he rolled his eyes. “Fine, I’ll get it,” he said, clearly not caring if he was seen or not. Spencer tried to call out, to tell him not to answer it, but the words were stuck in his throat.

Throughout the series, Billy's powers keep growing: he can hear things in evp static that 'the living' can't hear, and he can see ghosts when he's just out and about on a normal day, and it freaks him out. I did actually write one story where he sees a ghost who died in a fire, but I never posted it because it was kind of dark and depressing....(I wrote it during a low point, but if anyone is interested, let me know)

Back on the Billy shenanigans front, I had one idea where Spencer was playing around with the idea of making a slasher film, only for Billy's ecto to cause chaos once again. I wanted to title it Chainsaw Slasher after the VHS Glitch song.

Another drabble I was working on was them investigating an entire ghost town. During the day, it was much less exciting than Spencer was led to believe. But if you're one of the unlucky few to hear the bell tower chime at sunset while there's no one else around, then get ready for one hell of a night.

I had a standalone story that was kind of a "What If?" where Mallory kept the pirate hat on in Ep 1 and she saw Billy and how that'd unfold.

AND, to round out my Ghost Stories series, I had an idea where Billy goes toe-to-toe with Hoover in the Beverly Beverly Hills High School gymnasium, and his powers basically obliterate the gym. This lets Madam X know he's becoming too strong and getting further out of her reach, so she hatches a plan and uses the help of Bobby to finally catch him. The gang has to figure out how to break him out. This all leads into another plot about how he actually died and her possible unintentional involvement.

Blue isn’t without fault. She’d definitely be one of those Guardians to shoot Crow on sight just because he has Uldren’s face, no questions asked and damn the consequences. But when she learns Crow is a Guardian that kind of flips the switch and she feels guilty because she doesn’t exactly have a sparkling record in her past life either. She did something bad too that she doesn’t remember and is still paying for it. The only difference being that it’s among the Reef Awoken, not Guardians, so hating Crow just because he was once Uldren makes her feel like a hypocrite. Once she gets over her initial gut wrench reaction towards his face she’s happy to help out this little New Light and she grows fond of him to where she’d even start looking for a way to free Glint of Spiders’ bomb so her and her team can spirit them away somewhere safe.