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All About the Anthonys	By : megabsupreme Category: +M through R > Real Ghostbusters Views: 1867 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Real Ghostbusters, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-PART 1
- 2-PART 2
- 3-PART 3
- 4-PART 4
- 5-PART 5
- 6-PART 6
- 7-PART 7
- 8-PART 8
- 9-PART 9
- 10-PART 10
- 11-PART 11
- 12-PART 12
- 13-EPILOGUE
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Three Days Later . . .

The day had finally come for the guys to stop stalling and bust the ghost. They had returned to the mint building twice already, and always without their Ghostbusting equipment. They would come in the morning, take a few readings from outside, and leave, claiming to need to do more research before proceeding.

The first day they did this, they went right back to the hotel and took their wives to Busch Gardens in Williamsburg, VA. The next day they all went to Virginia Beach. Their tans did not go unobserved by Quentin Randolph who was painfully aware of the huge cost he would personally incur thanks to the Ghostbusters’ procrastination. Little did he know that their vacationing plans were not yet at an end. If they caught the ghost or not, the guys planned to take their wives to a play in Baltimore that night, and Egon had plans for the next day to visit the National Institutes of Health in Bethesda. Of course, Peter had ribbed him mercilessly when he’d suggested it.

“Scientific facilities are not sightseeing stops, Egon.”

“They are to me.”

“Yeah, well you’re ‘special’.” Peter made air quotes with his fingers. “In fact make sure you visit the National Institute of Mental Health while you’re up there.” Peter smirked.

Egon didn’t respond, rolling his eyes instead.

The guys got out of Ecto-1, strapped on their equipment, and headed toward the mint building. The evacuated employees had been gathering around the building everyday to watch the Ghostbusters work. This time, when they saw the proton packs and dematerializers, they let out a great cheer
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The press staff was gathered too, including Jessica and her cameraman Tom. She had been informed that morning in bed that the guys had finally decided to end this job, and word of her decision to show up this time had propelled the New York and D.C. reporters to arrive on the scene as well. However, Jessica’s inside information did not include details of their plans. Winston and Jake had devised a brilliant plan to trap the ghost, and they didn’t want to spoil the surprise for her.

This was a very powerful spirit. According to the readings, it was at least a class 7. Possibly more. It was unsettling to say the least that they could not get an accurate measurement of her PKE. It would take a concerted effort from all of them to bust her.

Peter was going to talk to the ghost, distracting her. Eddie and Neil were going to circle around behind her to dematerialize her. This was going to weaken her, as she was likely too strong to be held for very long by the proton streams. Once she was weakened, Ray and Winston would fire on her with their proton packs. Just in case she was able to break free from the proton streams, Jake would have a few Ghost Gummer balls handy to stop her in her tracks. Once she was contained, Egon would trap her.

The plan was perfect. Or so it would have seemed. Everything went according to plan up until the end. Peter started in the same way that he always did with angry human spirits: he tried to talk her into leaving peacefully of her own accord. He talked to her for a while, but he didn’t take it very seriously. He made comments about how he knew what she really needed. He said that she should go shack up with a male ghost. He asked her if she was just menstrual and was that why she was so bitchy. He finally ended by making promises to hook her up with a hot ghoul with a tight six-pack if she’d abandon the mint. His suggestions only fueled her anger.

In the meantime, Eddie and Neil had no trouble working their way around behind the apparition. When she refused to leave and threatened to “make an example of them” again, they fired. She writhed in agony after the blasts from the two dematerializers. Neil caught a brief glimpse of Sharon clapping and cheering when he did his part. He smiled broadly, but he stayed in the zone.

Then Winston and Ray immediately fired on her, trapping her in their proton streams. The dematerializers had weakened her, but she was still very strong. It was all Winston and Ray could do to keep her contained. Peter unsheathed his proton rifle to lend his support, but it was already too late. She easily broke free from his colleagues’ beams and floated away from them, screaming.

Jake ran after her and nailed her with three Ghost Gummer balls. She was stuck, and the more she struggled the worse she was ensnared. Egon picked up his trap and quickly made his way towards her. The other Ghostbusters also closed in. She was surrounded and frightened.

But she still had one weapon left, and they’d given her no choice but to use it.

The ghost screamed a long unearthly wail. She glowed more brightly, her eyes blazed with a sickly blue light. Then each of her seven adversaries felt a strange sensation. It started out as a slight tingling throughout the pelvis. Next the tingling became an itchy sensation in the groin. Suddenly, the itchy feeling was replaced by burning and finally sharp pain that was completely localized to the ‘Ghostbuster family jewels’.

The reporters who were covering this event did not film the capture of a ghost that day. Instead, they gathered plenty of footage of seven men lying on the ground clutching their privates and cursing a blue streak while the ghost struggled to free herself of the gummy substance that bound ectoplasm so well.

Tom continued to film at Jessica’s prompting. Something on that tape might have been useful later. She, on the other hand, ran over to where her husband and his colleagues lay writhing and screaming in pain.

Jessica tried to talk to her husband. “Jake! Talk to me, Sweetheart! What do you want me to do?” she begged desperately.

Jake tried to make sound come out of houthouth, but all he could do was make nearly inaudible, high-pitched wheezing noises.

Okay. Now Jessica was pissed. “No one messes with my baby, bitch!” She turned to the Ghostbuster lying closest to Jake, who was Egon, grabbed his proton rifle and fired. She had never done this before, nor had she ever asked how to work a proton pack. This was an important oversight because if she had, she would have known to plant her feet. A proton rifle had quite a kick, as Louis could have told her from experience.

She landed on her rear, the wind forced right out of her. She quickly got up and fired again. This time she kicked off her heels and really planted her feet before firing. She nailed the ghost and dragged the trap over to herself with her foot. The ghost let out another frightfuil. il. The guys’ pain redoubled and they screamed for her to stop.

Jessica shut off the proriflrifle and dropped it, staring mournfully at her fallen heroes.

“Release me,” the ghost commanded.

“No way, lady. Not while you’re still hurting my guys.”

“They attacked me first. They were given fair warning not to involve themselves in my affairs, but they saw fit only to mock me and cast aspersions upon our gender. And their weapons hurt me as well. I merely defended myself.”

Jessica turned to the guys. She locked eyes with Eddie. She could always see the truth in his eyes. After a brief moment, he looked away in shame. She immediately frowned at Jake. That was unlike him, especially after his promise to take issues of gender seriously.

She turned back to the ghost. “Look, I’m sorry if they hurt you. They were only doing their job and I’m really sorry if they offended you, but I know they didn’t mean it. Please. These are good men. Release them and I’ll release you.”

“No!” Peter cried out. “It’s a trick, Jess!”

“Peter, trust me!” she ordered. She turned back to the ghost. “So what’s it gonna be? Do we have a truce or do I trap you and lock you away with some of the nastiest supernatural creatures you could ever imagine and just find another way to help them?”

The ghost took no time to reply. She nodded affirmatively, clearly terrified at the prospect of what this woman described. Jessica then reached in Jake’s backpack for a vial of anti-gummer solution. She poured it on the ghost and the gum dissolved immediately. Once she was free, the ghost howled again and the guys were freed from their torment.

The ghost turned to the mint employees and moaned, “This is far from over.” The moment the Ghostbusters were standing again, the ghost wasted no time in disappearing.

The Busters were likely all envious of her ability to escape so easily. By the look on Jessica’s face, they were all in big trouble.
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