Miss Charlotte tried her hardest to remain cool under pressure from this sudden house invasion, but the complaints from her relatives and other beings haunting Evergarden were piling up. It seemed that the living had managed to haunt their manor better than the dead itself.

The head chef Selma Nella had all of the rotten food in the pantry thrown out and replaced with healthy food. She was a fiery young woman who was hoping to cook for kings and queens, but she has passed away from taste testing raw food and becoming severely poisoned. Her dark bushy pigtails practically caught fire over the thought of her hard aging of the ghostly food being ruined.

"It took a lot of time for that food to rot!" She cried dramatically. "all that mycelium gone to waste!"

Charlotte practically tossed her gloves hand off in deflection. "Well, y'all sure ain't a fungi…"

Steam practically shot out the cook's round nose over that remark.

"Sorry," Charlotte said in dismissal. "I meant y'all sure ain't a fun gal. I'm dealing with this matter right now, so can it like your tomato soup."

Selma raised up her frying pan like it was an ideal weapon to bugeon someone. "You better. Because you're like 100 year old caviar, Miss Charlotte. Spoiled rotten!"

Charlotte turned to face another direction. She was met with another angry resident.

J. Cool Bones, the piano jazz playing skeleton of the house was so furious, he removed his dark shades to reveal his hollowed out eye sockets and glared at Charlotte.

"They tuned my piano," he rasped and rattled. "And now I can't play ma dead man's blues!"

"Can't y'all just untune it?" Charlotte said, feeling a bit perturbed by the endless complaints.

"No…it ain't jivin anymore," the bone man rasped. "I had it tuned perfectly in the key of death!"

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"Jazz is already dead so just give it a rest!" Charlotte snarled, turning away again.

But the spirits around her moaned and groaned, growing quite restless and it had begun to take its toll on the young headmistress. Her inhuman eyes started to spin in different directions from the agony as she covered her ghostly ears but the tortured spirits were unquellable. Their cries echoed deep within her soul until at last, she enlarged her head with bulging eyes and a mouth with fifteen rows of fangs. "WHY DON'T Y'ALL JUST SHUT UP FOR HELL'S SAKE!"

Surprisingly, she was scary enough to spook the spooks into complete silence. As her head returned to normal and she politely turned her eyes in the right direction, she took a deep breath. "That's better," she said with a self satisfied smirk.

She enjoyed the newfound quiet but unfortunately, someone else in the manor has other plans.

*BANG* *BANG* BANG*

"What the bejeebers was that?!" she howled and suddenly, Aegis came barrelling through the door to her bedroom. He didn't even open it, just ghosted right through making a beeline for his head mistress. He was panting heavily, and Charlotte raised an eyebrow skeptically.

"Need I remind y'all Eggy dear that we ghosts don't have lungs!"

"Oh right…Miss Charlotte," the young gentleman said, floating upright now. "Ah yes. I forgot I have phantom organs."

Miss Charlotte placed her hands on the rims of black lacey hoop skirt. "Now," she said in her poisoned yet sweet drawl. "Care to explain to me what just happened to y'all downstairs?"

"Ah right," the ghost nobleman chuckled nervously and removed his handkerchief to dab the ectoplasm off his forehead. "Well, Miss Charlotte. Being a gentle nobleman and a noble gentleman, I decided that rather than spook the mortals, I would politely ask them to leave."

"And…" Miss Charlotte said, "How did they respond?"

"They respected my wishes greatly," Aegis continued, "by firing their muskets at me."

Charlotte crossed her arms, her dark eyes glared accusingly at Aegis. "Eggy," she said sweetly and raised her fan. "Good job."

The nobleman blushed profusely, which was a bit strange coming from a ghost. "It was my honor, Charlotte. Anything for you. You're the one ghost I would lay down my afterlife for and…"

Charlotte took her fan and smacked it straight across Aegis's face, sending him spiraling across the room. "Good job being the biggest ignoramus out of all of us! Now they know there's ghosts here and even worse, we can't even scare small children!"

Charlotte immediately took to fanning herself. Her eyes had become increasingly bloodshot. "Oh me oh my. We're doomed to have mortals harassing us until they die and become annoying ghosts and haunt us til eternity and…"

The bedroom door creaked open with an unsettling moan. Normally, Miss Charlotte would be delighted with that awful creepy creaky sound.

But not when she saw who it was.