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The upbeat sounds of ‘It’s Raining Men’ filled the garage of the firehouse with ease, accompanied by the sounds of (Y/N) singing along softly. Surprisingly, today was going quite slowly, with only about 5 calls scattered throughout the day. With it being so quiet, and Egon being the only one in headquarters, (Y/N) decided to give ECTO-1 a well-needed wash.
As they continued to scrub away the stains, most of which had been put there courtesy of Slimer (little bugger always found a way to stain either ECTO-1 or their uniforms, more often than not it was the latter), the radio, which had previously been playing the disco/pop song, switched. The new song was slower, and a lot more soulful compared to the upbeat song from before, and once the rhythm and tune began to flow through the slightly tattered radio it was instantly recognizable; the tunes of ‘Just the Two of Us’ had begun to fill the air.
As the first lyrics of the song ran through the radio, (Y/N) began to hum from their spot on the garage floor, this song had always been a favorite of theirs. As the song progressed, (Y/N)’s humming did too, slowly morphing into soft singing, which grew to slight swaying as they moved around ECTO trying to get the stains out, which combined, led to the ultimate singing-dancing combination that Dr. Egon Spengler, who had been conducting some experiments on his fungi in the lab downstairs, found them in.
It was ultimately the muffled singing and soft music that brought Egon up to the garage, his curiosity became too much to bear and since he had nothing better to do, he figured ‘Why the hell not?’. Egon trudged down the hall, the sounds beginning to grow in volume as he got closer to the source. His eyes wandered the building as he walked, trying to find the source of the music, and eventually came to the conclusion that it was coming from the garage. Meanwhile, (Y/N) had decided to stop their incessant scrubbing of ECTO for a short while for a well-deserved (and needed) dance break, and was currently in the midst of quite the dance routine.
The jazzy tunes continued to fill headquarters, and (Y/N) continued to dance and sing along, oblivious of the now quite amused man leaning against the door, watching them. (Y/N) continued to sing happily, using a brush previously being used to get some incredibly hard stains off of ECTO as a makeshift microphone. They continued to sing while dancing and moving around the garage, "I hear the crystal raindrops fall on the window down the ha-" that is of course until they saw Egon with a slight smile gracing his lips, and a pair of amused eyes staring straight at them.
"Oh- I uh, hi Egon! What are you- what are you doing here?" The look in his brown eyes was comical as he stared at them and the smirk on his face was shit-eating at best, almost uncanny to that of the cat who ate the canary. "I could ask you the same thing (Y/N)." The blush on (Y/N)'s cheeks reddened faintly, as they spluttered out an answer. "Well, you know, it was quiet today and I had nothing to do and I noticed that ECTO desperately needed a clean, I mean just look at her, and I found some car wash and a bucket lying around so I got to work,' as (Y/N) continued to explain, they became more expressive with their hands and slowly began to get consumed in their ramblings, 'but about half an hour in, the silence was like really eerie so I put on the radio that Ray brought over from the bookshop for some background music, and then 'Just the Two of Us' came on and I really love that song, like really love that song, so I started to sing along with it and dance it to it and then, well, then I turned around and saw you."
The smile on Egon's lips hadn't left the whole time they explained, nor did leave after, if anything, it had grown. "Look, I'm, uh, well I'm really sorry if I interrupted you or distracted you from any of your experiments, I'll turn it down now if you want." Turning to move away from Egon and quieten down the radio, they were willing to do anything to put an end to this dumpster fire of an interaction, even if it meant losing some of their favorite tunes, they failed to see an amused chuckle leave Egon's lips. "I don't think that's necessary, it's not like I was doing any serious work. I was only indulging in some experiments relating to my spore, mold, and fungus collection." A moment passed before (Y/N) turned around again, asking with slight hesitation "Are you sure? I wouldn't want to distract you more than I have already, and it's no problem turning down really-"
Before they could delve into another ramble, Egon interrupted gently, "I'm sure. In fact, how about I join you up here, do you have another microfibre cloth I could use? I'm sure an extra set of hands couldn't hurt, plus, you can keep the music on that way." Now with a look of surprise on (Y/N)'s face, they nodded, searching around before spotting the spare cloth they had discarded a few hours before. Handing it to him, they smiled, finally becoming (slightly) more comfortable after he first spotted them. "Sure, you can use this one. There's one particular stain that I'm pretty sure is going to be the death of me so we can start with that!"
They continued to work for hours, and eventually got ECTO-1 shining and looking brand new again, and the radio stayed on the whole time.
Just the two of us, you and I.