Arthur

http://www.internutter.org/challenge-01072-b340/

He keeps coming back... -- Anon Guest

Arthur saw him two weeks after his initial visit. He calmly collected the mail and, once inside, said something about it. "Hey, Lewis. You remember that cam guy who broke in a while back?"

"Yeah, he was trying to communicate with a Deadbeat. Why?"

"He's lurking in the foliage and watching the house."

Lewis, in the middle of a complicated recipe, groaned to himself. "If he's still there in half an hour, invite him in for tea. And... tell Vivi I said 'don't beat him up'."

"Right."

Half an hour later...

"I was always worried that I was seeing things, you know?" said the cam guy. Better known as Brinkley. "I could always see and hear things that other people swore weren't real. And there's some history of insanity so... I had to check. I'm sorry I freaked out."

"Not a problem," said Lewis. He was wearing his human guise. "I get that a lot."

Brinkley's hands shook as he sipped his tea. "Do you... get a lot of break-ins?"

"No, not that many. Word gets around after the first few," breezed Vivi. "Arthur keeps one of the Deadbeats in his science shed."

"Yup," said Arthur. "It's amazing how much thefts have gone down since that started."

One of the smaller Deadbeats had long since lounged against Brinkley's lap, where it purred like a vaguely musical cat. Brinkley petted it tentatively. "So... I know I'm not crazy. Now what?"

"Actually, we know a guy who can help. Lives near New York, somewhere..." said Lewis.

"Salem," said Vivi.

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http://sundence.tumblr.com/post/103574136375/its-a-vine-but-i-lost-it-xp-sorry-so-i-put-the -- Gallifreya

Things were not always sunshine and daisies in their home. There were still days, rare days now, when Lewis went into full Anger Mode and all his rage centred on Arthur.

Arthur had forgotten that today was the anniversary of Lewis' untimely demise, and turned a corner to find his favourite phantom in exactly the wrong state of mind. He initially screamed because that's what you do when an angry, eight-foot-tall ghost with

Lewis and/or the other Mystery Skulls, attempting to cook with his fire powers -- Gallifreya

The downpour, unforecasted by the weather bureau, continued to thunder down diagonally.

"App still says it should be clear."

"The app can bite my non-corporeal ass," growled Lewis.

Arthur sat staring out of the plastic window, "Don't pack the primus," he said in a mocking falsetto, "the weather's going to be fine. We'll cook everything on a campfire. It'll be fun!"

"Okay," sighed Vivi. "So I

Lewis Pepper was a giant of a man, nine feet tall with really big hands...

(to get the reference, look up https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cEdM4iL3hK8 but beware earworms)

[AN: I have kids. Of firkin course I've seen Wreck-it Ralph. Plus (mumbleIactuallykindofenjoyallthepixarmoviesmumble)...]

Arthur had been aware of yet another shadow looming out of him, thus closing off his final avenue for escape. He knew he was going to get pounded for being a weak, skinny, undersized nerd. So he closed