"No, sir I'll be fine," I replied through the phone as I walked down the ramp from the areoplane that had just arrived in London, the Capital of my Home country. "Sir, I didn't pack cans of your soup with me, I don't think you can bring those on an areoplane," I replied with a gesture of my suite case in my right hand, while I held my phone to my ear with my left.

Sir, -er, "Johnny Ghost," told me to call me the moment the areoplane touched ground in London. And he was complaining that his cans of Chicken Noodle Soup had gone missing.. "Sir, I'll bet that it was probably Spooker,"

"Yeah," he grumbled through the cellphone speaker. "Anyhoo, I'll let you know if anything happens back here of the "USA of America, and you're gonna do the same in Great Britain okay!?" He demanded. I could easily see him pointing at me as if I was in front of him as he spoke through the phone.

"Um, sir, the A in USA stands for America." I corrected him.

He sounded annoyed, but he only did it to hide his embarrassment. There's some Asian country's word for a personality that's kinda what he's doing but I just couldn't remember.
"Pfft-! What ever, it's close enough and you knew what I meant," he said with a loud and obvious "huff."

"Just remember to keep in touch okay!? Jeez.. Anyway, it sounds like that Rabid Lettuce Squirrel infestation from before is back, because I'm hearing shotgun and the sound of bullet shells hitting the ground in the main lobby where Spooker and Colon are so I need to go before they decide to nuke the place again after we cleaned up from last time. Bye Johnny-" he was cut off by the loud sound of something exploding in the background, it wasn't a nuke, but I could tell it was bad.

"Good bye si-" I begun but he had hung before I could finish.

I sighed and put my phone in the outer pocket of my blackish-grey trench coat. By now, I was in the lobby of the airport, I was supposed to meet up with someone. Someone who I hadn't seen in years.

As I walked among the crowd, I finally spotted her. My sister Ginny Toast* was there holding a small sign, that read "J. Toast," With the pi symbol next to it, well, our, (as in P.I.E.'s) version of the symbol.

(*Not to be confused with J. Toast's official genderbend; Jenny Toast.)

*insert picture here that isn't drawn yet*

We met eyes and we both smiled at each other. When I finally reached through the large crowd of people she hugged me without warning. "Johnathan, to be honest, I'm glad to know your doing something that you enjoy but it keeps you away from me~ I swear, I wonder if I'll ever see you again!" She said

She was hugging me quite tightly, and you would think I would have a strong rib cage at this point after every thing I've been through in life. "I missed you too Ginny, but uh.... could you ... not," I gasped. "Suffocate me please!?"

"Oh!" She released me and let out an air-loving exhale! "Whoops, sorry Johnathan, I forgot I'm a lot stronger than I used to," she said with a proud smile, then picked up my suitcase that I had dropped when she had hugged me. You see, my sister Ginny is a cop, which is the reason she has to be physically fit and strong, I'm just surprised she was able to be let off the hook to come pick me up!

When Ginny had picked up my bag she seemed rather surprised. "You're the grandson of the Queen of England and all you have is this tiny suitcase?" She asked lifting it in the air. It wasn't even a small, it was an average-sized suitcase. "And it's not even that heavy!"

I cringed nervously when she said "You're the grandson of the Queen of England,"
"Ginny! Don't say that out loud, I don't want people to know that!" I whispered.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Right," she said, a teasing smile on her face, "Sorry, my bad, I forgot your really 'shy' about that." She said as we begun to leave.

My face flushed a bit. "I-... I'm not 'shy' about it, I'm just... 'insecure,' okay?" I said in my own defense. At this point we made it outside and were walking across the parking lot to her car. A police car. Wow.

Ginny laughed as she reached out and began to open to open the trunk but stopped. "Actually, I think you could just carry this up front with you..." she said quietly to herself then handed me my suitcase. "What ever you say Johnathan."

I sighed embarrassedly and took my suitcase. We got into the car and left for home where mum would be waiting. Actually, I haven't seen my mother in forever it seems like. But for some reason I thought of Sir, well, Johnny, I couldn't remember the last time he had talked about 'his' family. Besides Pewie Ghost, who he claimed founded ... or... er, at least built the McDonald's Johnny works at, but he's obviously long gone. I don't really remember his mother much either. I don't know exactly why I thought of that now. Maybe I'll ask him about either when I return to America or on the phone, I'd prefer in person though.

But best not to worry about it. I'm not at work at the moment. Family should just be my main focus.

Sneak Peak at Chapter 2 and 3!

"What Do you mean it's a ghost?!"

"They don't exist... except now they do. Hm. Boring."

"Sherlock, I didn't expect to see you here..."

To Be Continued...