♪ Can't believe you're all mine ♪
- Uh, what? - You and me for all time ♪
♪ I'm never ever ever gonna be alone again ♪
Oh, boy.
The dream team, you and me ♪
- For all eternity? - For all eternity! ♪
It's the ghost ♪
♪ It's the ghost and Molly McGee ♪
♪ I've been cursed it's the worst! ♪
Now, you're stuck with me ♪
We're never gonna be apart ♪
♪ Is there a way to hit restart? ♪
Nope! We're the ghost ♪
Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
- That's me! - Well, that's she.
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
- Dad, do you have any fours? - Nope.
Go Fish, Darryl!
Scratch, do you have any Kings?
Yes. Go fish!
Hey, rude.
Look what I found behind some counterfeit
Renaissance paintings!
We'll talk about that later Darryl.
Those are actually from the Romanticism period.
I mean, what?
Our very last moving box? Yup!
Once we unpack it,
we'll be completely moved into our forever home.
You mean, moved into my forever home.
Not that I'm complaining...much.
Yeah. Okay, Scratch.
- You love us. - Pssh!
McGees, get ready to be nomads no more!
Ooh! That could be my free
Midwest Monthly subscriber swag bag.
Start without me!
Good afternoon, neighbor!
It's your lucky day, because just like this
seven of spades...
- Wow! Where did it GO? - Ah!
I can make your troubles disappear!
Troubles?
Storms are coming,
and the rain can do a lot of damage to your home.
Behold. The gunk in your gutter.
Ooh! I'd love for you to make my gunk disappear.
And I shall!
For the very low price of...
three-hundred dollars.
Three hundred dollars?
You're a good magician but an even better comedian.
No, but seriously.
Magic's not really paying the bills these days.
I hear ya, but we don't have that kinda extra cash.
So how about you make yourself disappear
and I'll clean the gutters.
Oh. I can see why you never unpacked this box.
Scratch, drumroll, please.
I present the very last tchotchke!
It's from Grandma Nin's last visit to Thailand.
And I know the perfect place for it!
There.
I now declare us officially moved into our forever home!
Hey. How about celebrating me for letting you stay here?
I mean, you moved into my house after all.
You're right, Scratch.
Hugs?
I was thinking we're along the lines of like a cake,
but this is nice too.
Aw.
Hey, Dad's missing this.
What was that?
I don't think arms are supposed to bend like that.
Uh, Dad, are you okay?
I'm fine.
Just gotta--agony.
I am in agony!
I'm calling an ambulance.
- Sharon, it hurts! - Mwah!
There you go, honey.
Just relax.
Now, let's see how much this little trip cost us.
Seven-hundred dollars
for an ambulance trip to Mewline?
It's only 30 miles away!
And $60 for--continued on page 16--gauze!
Gauze should be like 70 cents, tops!
How are we going to pay for all this?
Relax, honey, I have insurance.
That should take care of most of it!
This total is after insurance.
- Oh... - We can't pay all that!
So we ditch.
I've got plenty of wigs and dossiers
with fully-fleshed out backstories.
If anyone asks, we're the Templetons
- from Poughkeepsie. - No, Darryl.
We can't give up on our forever home.
We just need to raise more money.
I'll hold a bake sale with my secret-ingredient cupcakes.
Ooh! And I'll sell my exotic plant collection!
Even the carnivorous ones!
Carnivore--never mind.
Between that, Dad's sick leave,
and if I triple my GigPig workload,
we can pay this bill!
Maybe. I hope...
And I can take care of the house while you're--ahh!
The agony!
Yeah Pete, that's obviously not gonna work.
New idea, me.
Uh, you're gonna take care of the house?
Yeah. What's the big deal?
I pick up a sock here and there, fluff some pillows.
- Easy-peasy, McGeesees. - Oh, I like that.
Yeah. Been holding onto it for couple months,
waiting for the right moment to bust it out.
Nice.
Scratch...
♪ Everybody's helping lending a hand ♪
♪ Gonna make a little money any way they can ♪
♪ And they won't stop until they've paid the bill ♪
♪ She's taking every gig no matter how demeaning ♪
♪ She cooks, he does the cleaning ♪
♪ And he just needs to keep his left arm still ♪
Agony!
When they all pitch in ♪
♪ Oh, the money starts accruing ♪
When they all pitch in ♪
♪ They'll stave off financial ruin ♪
♪ He's parting ways with his deadliest bouquet ♪
♪ Except for him, they all pitch in ♪
♪ Until they're back in the land again ♪
They all pitch in ♪
Ugh! That was harder than I thought.
But it's done!
Now, to relax...
I am living with a bunch of animals!
Scratch!
I can't reach my oatmeal!
I'm coming...
Yes, ladies and gents.
That's right, I got vanilla!
I got chocolate!
I got rainbow sprinkles?
And every cupcake is made with my secret ingredient.
Salt!
- Plegh! - What?
No, the secret ingredient is joy.
Oh, sweet baby corn,
why do I always get the salt and the sugar mixed up?
Psst. Sheela.
Why settle for cupcakes, when you could have this?
Hello, cutie.
Ahh, finally done.
Now, I can kick back and rest in peace.
Scratch!
I can't reach my itch.
Aagh!
You gotta get in there and scratch it for me.
Nuh-uh. I still gotta make dinner and mow the lawn and--
fine.
Ah. I didn't think anything could smell worse
than Darryl's socks.
So, uh, how close are we to paying that bill?
Close-ish.
A little to the left. A little to the left.
The things I do for this family.
I did it! I sold all my cupcakes!
I mean, were they edible?
Doesn't matter, because they belong to science now.
Take that salty cupcakes.
How'd you do with the plants?
One left.
And I hate to let it go.
It has the biggest appetite.
I wouldn't even know what to charge.
I want it!
- I'll give you double! - Sold!
Ow!
All sales final. No refunds.
I see Sharon couldn't bother to come home
for dinner with the family.
I suffered over the stove for hours to make this meal!
Wait. Whoa, whoa, that's it?
Aren't we going to converse, catch up on our day?
Did you even notice I piped the mashed potatoes into roses?
Sorry Scratch, we gotta make more cupcakes.
With sugar this time.
I'm having trouble using my non-dominant hand.
Will you feed me?
At least you appreciate my cooking.
- And can you do the thing? - Really?
Open wide!
Here comes the choo-choo!
Ta-ta-tat-ta-tat-ta-ta-tat- ta-tat.
Do you know what time it is, young lady?
Mom? I mean, Scratch!
Sorry, these are confusing times.
Looks like a GigPig emergency.
You just got home, Sharon!
Sharon!
What was that?
Great! You woke the baby!
I just rocked him to sleep.
Scratch, where are my shoes?
Under your pillow!
Scratch, can we have eggs for breakfast?
I'm making pancakes but sure!
Scratch, I got another itch.
I can't take it!
It's not easy peasy McGeesees!
We did it.
We made enough money to pay the hospital bill in full.
We paid the bill?!
Sweet baby corn.
Taking care of you McGees was a lot harder than I thought.
Never want to do it again.
We couldn't have done it without you, Scratch.
- Seriously. - Ah, just doing my part.
So now, who's making the pancakes?
Because I have a little a little puckish.
Well, another day, another averted crisis.
We did it, McGees.
Easy, peasy, McGeesees.
The ghost and Molly... ♪
Uh, what are you doing in our yard?
There must be a mistake.
We're not looking to sell.
Oh, no mistake.
You didn't pay the mortgage
and the house was repossessed by the bank. See?
I was so focused on the hospital bill,
we completely forgot about the mortgage.
Are we going to have to leave our forever home?
Don't worry.
No one's gonna buy this house on my watch.
Not happening, easy peasy McGeesees.
And watch, you're gonna be back in no time.
I'm not even turning the heat off,
gonna keep the house nice and warm for you.
Thanks Scratch.
Love you.
Love you too, Moll.