I've been getting quite a few asks for this one. It'll be short, trust me, because I want to get to Soul: Guardian Angel. I wanted to get this one published first because of some events that happen in Guardian Angel. Anyway, short summary: Mike comes down with the flu and is basically put on house arrest until she gets better. Charlie, being the loving boyfriend he is, decided to take the graveyard shift at Freddy's until Mike gets better. But what he doesn't know, is that the souls of Mike's big brother and friends haunt the place...and Robby just so happens not to like him very well (The spirits don't know he's coming in!), so they decide to play a 'game' with him. The spirits are free from the virus in this story, so if they catch him, they won't kill him.

Prologue

"Ah-ACHOO!" Mike sneezed before groaning and flopping back down on her bed.

"You're running a fever and you're…" Anna started before Mike suddenly shot out of the room and into the bathroom.

The older woman cringed as she heard the delightful sound of Mike throwing up the breakfast that she had had just a few hours ago.

"You're not going to work and that's that," Anna said as Mike shuffled back into the room and curled up in bed.

"But they need me," Mike coughed, "Mama, please, I'm fine. They can't get sick anyway. Perk of being dead,"

"You know how squeamish Matt is towards people throwing up," Anna chastised, "You're not going anywhere,"

"Germaphobe," Mike snorted, "You just don't want Robby and Sam to tease him,"

"They do enough of that already," Anna told her, pulling the blanket over her daughter's shivering form, "Sleep,"

"But I need to work!" Mike protested, "They're gonna be wondering where I'm at!"

A knock at the door made both women stop. The door creaked open a little and Charlie's dark, curly head poked through the opening.

"She still contagious?" he asked.

"No thanks to you," Mike growled, "Sharing is not caring, Charlie,"

"Hey, you're the one who wanted to see me while I'm sick," Charlie shrugged.

"Then come over here and give me a hug," Mike deadpanned, "If you're not worried about being sick anymore!"

"I'd…rather not," Charlie admitted, "I love ya, Mike…but I like to be healthy too,"

Mike's eyes narrowed and Charlie shook his head.

"But that's not what I wanted to come here and talk to you about," he told her, "Your mom gave me a call, said you couldn't go to work,"

"Yeah, I'm being put under house arrest," Mike grumbled, grabbing the glass of water on the nightstand and trying to take a sip.

"Well…what if I took your shift for you?"

The little water Mike had in her mouth came spraying out.

"You'll do WHAT?!" Mike screeched before coughing violently.

Charlie taking her shift?! NO! That was bad! I mean, she knew the spirits were free from the glitch, so they wouldn't kill him. But then again…Robby would not let Charlie leave without scaring him in some way shape or form.

"Mike, it might be a good idea," Anna started.

Mike shot her a 'you've got to be kidding me' look.

"Charlie, can I have a few moments alone with my mother, please?" Mike asked through gritted teeth.

Charlie gave a nod and stepped out of the room. Mike immediately turned to her mother.

"'It might be a good idea'?!" she hissed, "'Let's let Charlie work the night shift, it'll be fine!'"

"Mikayla," Anna told her, "He'll be ok,"

"Do you realize what they will do when they see its him," she growled, "You think Robby was bad when Charlie came over that one time? Add him and Sam in those suits at night with him sitting in that little office for six hours!"

"He'll be fine,"

"Did Robby put you up to this?"

"No," Anna growled, "Mikayla…let's just put it this way…if he can survive those four playing with him, he's a keeper,"

"That's not fair Mama," Mike protested, "He'll be traumatized!"

"They're not going to hurt him, you know that,"

"I know that, and you know that…but he doesn't!"

"Mikayla, you can't afford to lose this job. If you do, then they'll be stuck there, forever," Anna reminded her, "Let Charlie take the job for a few days. He wants to,"

Mike closed an eye and sighed.

"Charlie, you can come back in now," she called weakly.

The dark-haired boy came into the room, looking expectantly at Mike.

"Fine," she grumbled, "But you're gonna do everything I tell you, ok? No deviating from it,"

"Got it," Charlie nodded.

"You might want to get a pad of paper," Mike suggested.

"She's never this late," Robby growled, poking his head out of the curtain and watching as the manager paced back and forth, "And why is he still here!?"

Matt poked his head out next to his friend.

"I dunno," he shrugged, "Maybe he wants to talk to Mike,"

"Maybe…" Robby started slowly, right as the manager turned their way.

Both spirits shot back behind the curtain, letting it flutter closed as the manager shook his head.

"Dumb fox," he grumbled, "I don't see why we just scrap him and the Cove. No one's been interested about having the Cove brought back…not after the Bite,"

"Scrap me, huh…" Robby snorted, fists clenching, "Heh, I'd like to see you try,"

The bell on the door rang and the spirits all poked their heads through the curtains…only to see Charlie walk in.

"What is he doing here?!" Robby sputtered, "Where's Mike?"

"Ah, Mr. Winters," the manager started, "Glad to see you. Mike called and said she was sick…and that you would be taking her shift until she got better,"

"That's the plan," Charlie nodded.

Robby blinked a few times before a positively evil smirk grew on his pale face.

"Robby…I know that look…" Matt growled, "I don't like that look…"

"I'm just going to have a little fun," Robby grinned, "C'mon, Matt, he brought it on himself, coming into our house…at night…when its just us and him,"

"I say we play our game tonight," Sam agreed, "It'll be fun, Matt,"

"Put it this way," Robby suggested, "We'll see if he really is good enough for Mike. If he can survive the nights with us until Mike's better, then he'll survive anything thrown at him when he's with Mike,"

Matt closed his eyes before looking at Amanda. The younger spirit nodded at her brother and Matt sighed.

"Fine, but no mixing it up tonight," he warned, "Maybe on a later night, but his first night, we treat it like we did before we got the virus out,"

"You got it," Robby beamed before poking his head out and watching as Charlie walked into the office.

He gave a slightly evil laugh.

"Better watch yourself, boy," he chuckled, "Tonight, we're going to have a little fun,"

Next is night one...they're not going to make it easy on Charlie, that's for sure! Robby's gonna have way too much fun with this...I'm accepting ideas for this one (but just to let you know, Charlie is not going to find out about the spirits...at least, not that they're the ones he knows as Eddie, Amy, Mitchell and Sawyer).

I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.