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#soapghost - part four
“And then they all lived happily ever after.” Price sighed, closing the book he was reading for the third time that night. “Okay, time for bed little butterfly.”
“But I’m not tired!” The five year old whined, kicking her legs and proceeding to untuck
“And then they all lived happily ever after.” Price sighed, closing the book he was reading for the third time that night. “Okay, time for bed little butterfly.”
“But I’m not tired!” The five year old whined, kicking her legs and proceeding to untuck
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her blankets once again, drawing a heavy sigh from her grandfather.
Price got up from where he was sitting on the edge of her bed and moved to tuck her blankets in again.
“You had a big day, Bells. You need to sleep.” He hummed. “Dad will be back when you wake up.”
Price got up from where he was sitting on the edge of her bed and moved to tuck her blankets in again.
“You had a big day, Bells. You need to sleep.” He hummed. “Dad will be back when you wake up.”
The little girl pouted ever so slightly before she turned to look at the roof.
“Pop-pop?”
“Hmm?”
“You think dad will like Mr. Soap one day?”
Price sighed as he moved to sit on the floor, leaning against the edge of her bed. He had no idea why the little one was so
“Pop-pop?”
“Hmm?”
“You think dad will like Mr. Soap one day?”
Price sighed as he moved to sit on the floor, leaning against the edge of her bed. He had no idea why the little one was so
obsessed with this man on the first place. He hated to be mean but there was nothing really that special about him. He was just some guy.
But who was he to question her judgement.
“I don’t know.” Price admitted. “You know your dad doesn’t make many friends.”
“He’s friends with
But who was he to question her judgement.
“I don’t know.” Price admitted. “You know your dad doesn’t make many friends.”
“He’s friends with
you! And uncle Gary! And me!” The little girl proclaimed. “So why can’t he be friends with Mr. Soap?”
Price contemplated her question for a moment before he just shrugged.
“I dunno baby girl.” He hummed thoughtfully. “Maybe he thinks he’s a bit… loud?”
“But I’m loud!”
Price contemplated her question for a moment before he just shrugged.
“I dunno baby girl.” He hummed thoughtfully. “Maybe he thinks he’s a bit… loud?”
“But I’m loud!”
“Maybe that’s why he doesn’t like him then, he already has one loud person in his life.” Price teased, chuckling as Annabelle reached out to smack his head ever so gently.
“Maybe we can make them friends.” She continued. “He doesn’t have many.”
Price frowned, turning
“Maybe we can make them friends.” She continued. “He doesn’t have many.”
Price frowned, turning
to look at her. She was five years old, sounding like she had been on this earth for Millenia.
“I think it’s time for you to sleep, Missy.” Price said, finally getting up off of the ground.
“Can we go see them again tomorrow? I want to show him my barbie dolls.”
Price
“I think it’s time for you to sleep, Missy.” Price said, finally getting up off of the ground.
“Can we go see them again tomorrow? I want to show him my barbie dolls.”
Price
just bent down to kiss her forehead, before he walked over to shut the light off.
“We will see.”
But as much as Price liked to think he was strong enough to say no to this little one, the moment she flashed those big brown eyes at him he caved.
Every single time.
“We will see.”
But as much as Price liked to think he was strong enough to say no to this little one, the moment she flashed those big brown eyes at him he caved.
Every single time.
So the moment Simon left for his shift that morning, Annabelle and Price were headed back down the hall to Johnny and Gaz’s apartment once again.
Annabelle had her arms full of her barbie dolls, each one and every single one picked specifically based on what she thought
Annabelle had her arms full of her barbie dolls, each one and every single one picked specifically based on what she thought
each of her neighbours might’ve liked.
Price had tried to convince her to take less, that she couldn’t carry them all, but she was determined to prove him wrong.
“You want me to carry some?” Price asked.
“No, I am strong-“ Just as Annabelle was about to prove to her
Price had tried to convince her to take less, that she couldn’t carry them all, but she was determined to prove him wrong.
“You want me to carry some?” Price asked.
“No, I am strong-“ Just as Annabelle was about to prove to her
grandfather that she was perfectly capable of doing this herself, a series of loud shouts rang out from the apartment they were supposed to be visiting.
Price shared a look with the little girl before he quickened his pace, bursting through the door to the apartment
Price shared a look with the little girl before he quickened his pace, bursting through the door to the apartment
without even knocking. Even if he was retired, he never really shook the firefighter off his back.
As soon as he burst in he realised how little of an emergency it actually was.
Both Johnny and Gaz were standing next to the stove, Johnny nursing what looked like a
As soon as he burst in he realised how little of an emergency it actually was.
Both Johnny and Gaz were standing next to the stove, Johnny nursing what looked like a
small cut on his forehead.
“WHAT HAPPENED?!” Annabelle shouted loudly as she raced in like a tornado, her barbie dolls flying everywhere.
“Nothing, nothing!” Johnny shouted in reply. “Just hit my head on the overhead cabinets. It’s nothing!”
Price just sighed, putting
“WHAT HAPPENED?!” Annabelle shouted loudly as she raced in like a tornado, her barbie dolls flying everywhere.
“Nothing, nothing!” Johnny shouted in reply. “Just hit my head on the overhead cabinets. It’s nothing!”
Price just sighed, putting
his head in his hands. Why were young people always so stupid.
It was really nothing, just a little scratch, but Annabelle gasped rather loudly when she saw the blood.
“Oh no! You’re bleeding!”
“It’s fine! He’s fine!” Gaz shouted quickly, before shooting a look at the older
It was really nothing, just a little scratch, but Annabelle gasped rather loudly when she saw the blood.
“Oh no! You’re bleeding!”
“It’s fine! He’s fine!” Gaz shouted quickly, before shooting a look at the older
man. “He’s okay right?”
“Yeah, he just needs to-“
“WE NEED TO TAKE HIM TO DAD!” Annabelle interrupted loudly, running over to grab Johnny’s hand. “Let’s go! The station is just down the road!”
Before they knew it, the four of them were running down the road towards the fire
“Yeah, he just needs to-“
“WE NEED TO TAKE HIM TO DAD!” Annabelle interrupted loudly, running over to grab Johnny’s hand. “Let’s go! The station is just down the road!”
Before they knew it, the four of them were running down the road towards the fire
station despite the countless protests from Price.
Soon enough they were all stood in the lobby of the firehouse, staring down a very angry looking Simon Riley.
“What the hell are you lot doing here?”
“Dad! Dad! Mr. Soap is hurt!” Annabelle screeched, hopping around her
Soon enough they were all stood in the lobby of the firehouse, staring down a very angry looking Simon Riley.
“What the hell are you lot doing here?”
“Dad! Dad! Mr. Soap is hurt!” Annabelle screeched, hopping around her
father like some sort of rabbit. “You have to help him! He might die!
“It’s fine. I’m fine. We’re fine-“ Johnny muttered sheepishly But before he could finish, Simon was pulling his hand away from the wound on his head without saying a word.
After a moment the firefighter
“It’s fine. I’m fine. We’re fine-“ Johnny muttered sheepishly But before he could finish, Simon was pulling his hand away from the wound on his head without saying a word.
After a moment the firefighter
sighed, basically forcing Johnny into the closest chair before he moved to grab the first aid kit they had near the front desk.
Johnny watched, perplexed as Simon wordlessly patched him up. It was this was some sort of sixth sense to him. He did it so easily.
It was almost hot.
Johnny watched, perplexed as Simon wordlessly patched him up. It was this was some sort of sixth sense to him. He did it so easily.
It was almost hot.
Meanwhile Price scooped the worried child up into his arms, doing his best to calm her down. Annabelle was genuinely very worried about Mr. Soap and his injury, even if it looked like she was just attempting to force her father to be friends with this strange man.
“There.” Simon said after a moment. “Don’t go slamming your head into any more cabinets.” His tone was gruff and dismissive, but there was a glint of humour in his eyes.
Soon enough they were joined by another person. A very amused looking Gary Sanderson who just
Soon enough they were joined by another person. A very amused looking Gary Sanderson who just
raised his brows at Price.
“Is he okay now? Is he gonna die?” Annabelle asked, her eyes wide as he father came over to face her.
“No. The weird neighbour is perfectly fine.” He reassured her, pinching her cheeks with a wide smile.
“He doesn’t look fine.” Gary signed, getting
“Is he okay now? Is he gonna die?” Annabelle asked, her eyes wide as he father came over to face her.
“No. The weird neighbour is perfectly fine.” He reassured her, pinching her cheeks with a wide smile.
“He doesn’t look fine.” Gary signed, getting
an amused laugh out of Price. The other firefighter was right, Johnny was still sat there on the chair with wide eyes, barely moving.
“I think Simon broke him.” Price signed back, grinning as the other man rolled his eyes at the both of them.
Before Simon could excuse himself
“I think Simon broke him.” Price signed back, grinning as the other man rolled his eyes at the both of them.
Before Simon could excuse himself
from the conversation their chief walked through, giving his men a rather judgemental look.
“Ghost. Roach. Back to work.”
“Ghost? Roach?” Gaz whispered, shooting his best friend a look, but Johnny just shook his head in confusion.
Simon just waved the group away.
“Go home.”
“Ghost. Roach. Back to work.”
“Ghost? Roach?” Gaz whispered, shooting his best friend a look, but Johnny just shook his head in confusion.
Simon just waved the group away.
“Go home.”
Nobody needed to be told twice and they were up and out of there before anyone got the chance to say goodbye.
Johnny was still half starstruck, barely unable to walk in a straight line as they headed back to their apartment.
“You good bro?”
“He…”
“I’ll take that a a no.”
Johnny was still half starstruck, barely unable to walk in a straight line as they headed back to their apartment.
“You good bro?”
“He…”
“I’ll take that a a no.”
Annabelle on the other hand just hummed away to herself happily, before a rather shocked gasp escaped her lips.
“Oh no! My barbies!”
This then proceeded to pull a groan out of Gaz.
“Oh no, we left the door open.”
“Oh no! My barbies!”
This then proceeded to pull a groan out of Gaz.
“Oh no, we left the door open.”
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Firs contact ! FIRST CONTACT! This is not a drill!!
Firs contact ! FIRST CONTACT! This is not a drill!!
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