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[4thwaller]

So you're saying you don't want to get murdered by a demon possessed doll in your sleep next time you KO on my couch?

[ Wade can't help but grin over at him. ]

A dump is what you're going with? Really?

[ Just gonna zoom past any awkwardness. ]

[quipsandthwips]

[He puts a hand on a cocked hip, squinting at Wade.]

First-off: absolutely, 100% that's the reason. Not even a joke. I'm not going to be the victim that inspires the next Conjuring movie.

And second: what word would you use, wise-guy?

[4thwaller]

[ Wade holds up his pointer finger. ]

Nothing I own is haunted, as far as I'm aware. I'm the scariest thing in this house. But if it was. I am super great at stabbing ghosts so you should see my demon stabbing skills.

[ They're non-existent.

He raises another finger so it looks like he's making a peace sign. ]

Hoarder's paradise?

[quipsandthwips]

... Is hoarder supposed to be a positive word now?

[He gives pause, looking around.]

I'm actually kind of thinking we should do an episode of Ghost Adventures here.

Just to be safe.

[4thwaller]

Nope. [ He pops the p, apparently not very invested in insulting Peter seriously. Or, well, taking it seriously, anyway. ]

Okay, but you're Zak, because you're the cute bossy one. And I wanna use a spirit box. Hey, you're freaky deaky smart, can you make one?

[ Oh, no, he actually seems excited by this idea. ]

[quipsandthwips]

Oh, boy, I'm ready for my debut!

[He hops onto his tippy toes, surprisingly well-balanced on the chair he'd been sitting on as he throws some dramatic hand gestures.]

This is Zak Baggins, come at me, ghosts!

[He stops, points an accusing finger at Wade.]

And no, I'm not making you a spirit box; I'm haunted enough by your house.

[4thwaller]

[ A laugh startles from Wade, but he's grinning like this is the best thing he's seen, and he was literally just excited about eyebrows. ]

Come on! How will I know if anything is haunted if I have no way to talk to the spirits beyond?

[ :( !!!! ]

What if one of them murders me because they wanted a peanut butter and jelly sandwich but I didn't know because I can't talk to them?

[quipsandthwips]

[He lets his arms settle on his bent knees, raising an eyebrow]

You could always just leave peace offerings on the counter.

[... That Peter will eat, when Wade's asleep, like a ghostly Spider-Santa.]

[4thwaller]

I'm guessing the spirits are telling you they prefer wheatcakes and chocolate to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

[ He's not implying you're a liar and a fatmouth, but he is doing exactly that. ]