While u had 2 deal with ur mother and bob ross, ur father was in the garage.

~As he screwed in another screw into his project, he heard a rustle behind him, he turned, feeling a cold wind against his back. He could feel it in his bones...

Something was wrong.

Ur father abruptly sat up,  he could hear words, coming from the shadows at a fast pace, the words were jumbled up but one phrase was clear.

"Mistakes are just happy accidents."

Ur father gasped. Could it really be?

The ghost of Bob Ross.