Fics like An Open Casket

Quackity has a gift. His mother had called him a seer, but most people just called them both fucking crazy. Which they probably were, in all honesty. Quackity couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt like a functioning human being. His adult life consisted of a drug fueled haze, nonsensical conversations, and the occasional demand from the police station that he assist in solving the cases they were too stupid to solve. It’s ridiculous, see? He wished he’d just kept his mouth shut. When Sam stops by to drag him along on another stupid case, Quackity expects nothing more than a monotonous day of pretending he was some kind of detective instead of the boy who cried ghost. What he finds instead is much more interesting. Drawn into the chase of a strange serial killer and even stranger ghosts, Quackity finds himself working side by side with a team from the FBI that might just give strange a run for its money. It’s a break from his regular routine. One that he never wanted, but also one that he doesn’t mind as much as he thought he would. Sue him. That married couple was hot and Quackity would always be an opportunist at heart.

Fics like An Open Casket

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