Parenting Practice Part 8

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After we hear Holly's voice, we all run towards the basement stairs. I slide down on my butt. It took 52 seconds (yes I counted), but finally I made it to where Holly's voice came from. Then I saw something that I was not prepared to see. I saw a short, coffee colored girl, wearing a too-big shirt.

   "HOLLY!" I yell. We've had a sort-of friendship since our case at Aikmeres. We had a huge argument, which stirred up a super strong poltergeist that almost killed us all. Fun times.

    "What is this? Oh my goodness, Luce you're so small!" Yelled as she waddled up to me.

    "You know the case we had a couple nights ago?" Nod."Well, the source was cursed, so that whoever touches it will turn into a 5 year old for a month!"

   "What?!? A MONTH?" She yelped as she broke away from me. "Lockwood, I'm scared!" She fake-cried. I felt a strong pang of jealousy stab me in the spine.

   "Jealous, are you Little Lucy?" Oh yeah, we still have the ghost in a jar.

   "No." I replied sharply. The others all looked at me like I was mad. Then after a moment, realization came over them. They went back to whatever they were doing.

    "Where are you?"

    "Ooh, a treasure hunt! I guess it's already set up for you! Okay, now come find me." He replied. I sighed, knowing with him acting like this, I'm in for a long night.

   "Whatever." I pause for a minute. "Okay, I give up, where are you?" I ask, scowling at a blank space in front of me, imagining the skulls ectoplasm face there.

   "Oh tsk tsk tsk," it sounded, "you've got to find me by yourself, or the other ones too. If you want." It started chanting 'tsk tsk tsk' at me when I went over and away from Lockwood, George, and Holly.

   "Fine! But this better be worth it." I said to thin air. "Hey guys," I said as I walked over to them, getting their attention."Mr. Skull-In-A-Jar wants us to find him like a treasure hunt. Since we're little kids again." I said with fierce annoyance, clearly heard.

   "Okay!" Lockwood said, clapping his hands together as if he wanted to be upbeat. "Lets find that skull!"
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