The Box Chat.

Grell: "Shut up. Or you're next." I glared at Andrew.

"Ok. Ok. I get it...can't I just have a little fun?" sighed Andrew.

"This everyday for me," said Liz, shaking her head.

Grell: "I feel like a mother, and I don't even have children! Of course, if I had Bassie... I'd have lots of children!" I squealed, fangirling.

"MRPHMMSHSHS?! *Translation: Is that possible?!*" said Ezra.

"These two keep me on my toes. Constantly." said Liz. "Could you please let them down?"

Grell: "Are you sure that's a good idea?" I asked Liz.

"Might as well...they'll just continue to complain about it...and I bet they'll behave if they don't want to be back up there." said Liz.

Grell: I looked at the guys. "Are you two children going to behave if I let you go?" I asked them.

"Yes. Please let me down," Andrew sighed.

"Fine. I will if he does." said Ezra unhappily.

Ezra still has the duct tape...

Grell: "Fine then." I said, and cut them loose.

WHOOPS

Andrew noticing the duck tape in Ezra's mouth rips it off.

"GAAHHHH!!!!!" Ezra cried.

" I did him a favor." Andrew said to Grell. "I coulda kept it on." Turning away, he walked up to England, stuck out his hand. England tried to take it but it passed through.

England: "Ah, so you're one of my citizens?" I smiled.

France: "Monsieur England? I swear, the fact that you let ghosts be citizens of your country is totally weird."

"No. Ireland. Not doing so well with the english. Im just nice." said Andrew.

France: "HA!" I smiled triumphanty.

England: I glared at France, and karate chopped him on the head, then looked at Andrew evenly. "Ah, so you're still part of the UK. Technically speaking."

"Yeah...but I've been in America with Liz," said Andrew. "I've been on this earth for one hundred and fifteen years...been dead for ninety of them."

England: "So you've been living with THAT git." I frowned, elbowing America in the arm. Hard.

"Yes...so Liz could hp me and I could be near her..." said Andrew quietly. "I also have to live near that git." he added, pointed to Ezra.

Grell: "Ah, one big happy family. I wish I could ruin it, but neither of you are on the 'to die' list, and the last one is already dead. I'm useless here." I frowned.

"Sorry. Already been ruined." Andrew smirked.

"What did we ever do to you?!" Ezra said angerly.

Grell: "I live for killing happy moments." I smirked.

"Would you wanna ruin Liz's happy moment?!" Ezra said growing louder and angrier by the second.

Grell: "Look, sweetie. Death always ruins happiness. It's not our fault. It's natural."

"Easy tiger," said Liz, patting Ezra's shoulder. She was only 5'5 while Ezra was 6'1 and Andrew 5'9. "They tend to overract." Liz said with a smile.

Grell: "I see." I said, studying them both.

"Yup. Tred lightly. There's not much going on up here." she said, pointing to her head.

"You don't have alot going on up there either," Ezra laughed.

Grell: "Me??? Of course I have a lot going on. It's very hard to keep track of everyone on the 'To Die' list."