pops up from behind the couch, peeking down at him.

doesn't notice her becauase he's focused on ice cream and television.

slowly moves her fingers forward, staying out of sight.

still doesn't notice her, and snuggles further under his blankets.

snatches off his glasses quickly, and ducks behind the couch.

flips out, jumping off the couch with a manly scream and falling to the ground, tangled in his blankets. "GHOST!!!"

hides a snort, and stays hidden behind the couch, peeking out enough to see his tangled form.

flails and manages to get himself untangled, holding the bucket of ice cream above his head as a weapon. "DON'T TOUCH ME, GHOST! I'VE GOT A_

WEAPON!"

....starts to make ghostly sounds.

mahtew: (( Please don't comment on Alfred's plurks, he's part of a role-playing community.))