It was late at night and Dalbert was in his room he pulled out his secret plushie which was his Ghost Host plushie that no one knows about but he forgot to close the door. He hug the plushie to his face he really didn't know someone was watching him until Dalbert heard Sally call his name which made him stop cuddling the plushie,"It's not what you think,Sally!" His face was pink.
“Well, in order for it to not be what I think,” Sally explained, chuckling, “then I would need to think about what I thought you were doing in the first place! Speaking of... what *are* you doing?” She raised an eyebrow, then spotted the plush he was holding.
“Aww, wait, that’s so cute!! It’s a little hosty- did you steal that from the gift shop, or what? I mean, I don’t blame you, it’s not like they’re gonna find out! Unless they somehow know...”
