"There we go," I grinned feeling accomplished, "rogue ghost is gone, and now we can go home."

"Hey! What do you think you're doing!?" The brown-haired teenage boy was upset by my kind deed.

"Yeah, Danny, what are you doing?" Tuck and Sam were just confused as this kid was. Was I missing something here?

"I just saved you from a ghost? You're welcome!" I replied to him in a sarcastic tone. He must've been oblivious to the fact that a ghost had been following him all this time.

"Let me out of here!" You could hear the ghost muffling words inside the container. "No one locks up the Cobra in a thermos!"

"Wait," Sam paused, "Cobra? As in Billy Joe Cobra?"

"Yes, that Cobra," the boy answered. "Now let him out!"

Realizing the ghost was apparently friends with the kid, I clicked the button on the thermos and released him. Billy Joe Cobra instantly wiped his hands on his jeans with a face of disgust.

"The inside of that thing is anything but brotastic. What the heck was that for?"

"I thought you were gonna scare him or something!" I pointed at the kid; now that I actually paid attention to him, he seemed to be around our age.

"That's my pal, Spencer; we're buddies, bromigos, brompandres!"

"Sorry about that," I apologized earnestly, "it was just a misunderstanding."

"Is the heat getting to you, Danny?" My friends' faces were still puzzled.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"You're talking to yourself; there's no one there besides him!"

"What do you mean there's no one else? He's right in front of us!"

Taking advantage of the situation, Billy flew around the two of them, making funny faces while unseen.

"Wait a minute, how can you see me? I'm a ghost!" Both Billy's and Spencer's eyes locked onto mine in bewilderment.

"Are you wearing something of his?" Spencer questioned.

"Wait what? Am I wearing something of his?"

"That's the only way my peeps can see me," Billy commented, "They gotta be wearing some sweet Cobra gear!"

Well I'm pretty sure I wasn't wearing anything property of BJC. Thinking light on my feet, my mind ran across one possibility. Maybe since I was part ghost I could see him? But the entire thing doesn't even make sense! Back in Amity Park anyone could see a ghost. What makes this guy any different?

I can't tell Spencer or Billy that I'm part ghost, that's definitely out of the question.

"I don't really know why I can see you," I lied, "but I know that my friends can't see you."

"I got this, Brometheus." Is it me or does this ghost speaks in bro puns? He pulled back one of his sleeves to reveal a few bracelets he had on. He floated in front of Sam and Tuck as he slid the bracelets on their arms. "There we go!"

The two jumped a little considering the fact Billy appeared right in front of them. As with any ghost we've met, though, they act like themselves.

"Wow, this is weird," Tuck commented, "back in Amity Park everyone can see ghosts."

"Maybe he's some different kind of ghost?" Sam questioned.

"Beats me," Billy shrugged, "I just guess no one's like the Cobra." He put on a cocky smile, which we couldn't help but laugh a little. "Another question, though, Brotato: what is heck that thing," pointing at the thermos, "and why do you have it?"

"It's a Fenton Thermos, it's used to catch ghosts" I explained, "and I have it because my parents are ghost hunters."

"WOAH wait!" Spencer freaked, "are you related to Madame X?!"

"Who the hell is that?" That name did not ring a bell at all.

"She's-…nevermind. Long story short, she's a psycho chick who's tried to catch Billy" He brushed off the topic, before we could ask any other questions. "So what brings you guys to Amity Park?"

"My parents are supposed to be on the hunt for a 'rogue ghost.'"

"Well as far as I know, Billy's the only ghost in all of Beverly Heights."

"And I'm not a rogue ghost!" Billy defended himself. "But I can tend to go 'loco' at times. The Cobra can't just sit still, brorrito."

"You don't look like you'd go rogue," Sam added in.

"Hold up," Tuck interrupted, "if there's no ghost to catch, then we're gonna be stuck here the entire summer!" It's true; we can't just tell my parents there is no ghost, we have no proof that there isn't one. They're not gonna drive back home till they're positive the town of Beverly Heights is ecto-free.

"Guess we're stuck here, then," Sam sourly concluded.

"Hey, Bropression," Billy fired, "waddya mean 'stuck?!' Beverly Heights can be pretty awesome!"

"Billy, the only reason this place is any fun is because you put us in crazy situations." Billy was about to argue Spencer's claim, but chuckled instead.

"Yeaah, that's true…HEY you guys wanna chill at the Cobra mansion?!"

"Uhh…sure, why not," I smiled. We didn't have much else to do, and besides Billy and Spencer seem pretty chill.

"Onwards, then, Broventurers!" Spencer face-palmed as Billy zoomed by all of us, making us run to try and catch up. We all gave up after a few seconds when Spencer said Billy would just float at our pace eventually.

"You know, I commented to Spencer, "for being older than us, he sure seems a lot more childish." It was pretty clear the rockstar was older than us; he was significantly taller and had more mature aspects, not counting his personality.

Spencer laughed, "You have no idea what kind of wacky things Billy will do."

Just as he said that an ice cream truck passed by, and Billy's eyes lit up as he chased the truck down the street.

"Nah, I think I got a pretty good idea."

After Billy gave up on getting his sugary treat, we continued walking down the sidewalk. It was quiet for a few minutes, until Tuck broke the silence.

"Hey, Billy," he began, "I don't know if this is too personal to ask, but how did you die?"

Talk about straight forward…

Billy wasn't upset by the question, but his gleeful expression did change. "I don't really know, actually," he rubbed the back of his neck. "One day I was alive, and then the next, I'm a ghost. That's kinda all there is to it, Brofessor."

We had reached the entrance to their home, and Spencer continued to elaborate on Tucker's question.

"We've tried figuring out how it happened, but we really didn't-"

The sudden burst of door caused him to stop mid-sentence.

"INTRUDER!"