Under_The_Whispering_Door_by_TJ_Klune

The hook—always there, and he was already getting used to it, much to his
chagrin—twisted slightly.
“Oh my,” Nelson said as Mei started choking.
Wallace opened his eyes. “What? Did it work?”
“Um,” Nelson said. He cleared his throat. “I … think so? Do you often
find yourself wearing that? No judgment, of course. What you do in your free
time is your own business. I just don’t know if it’s appropriate for the tea
shop.”
“What—” Wallace looked down.
He’d changed his clothes. The sweats and shirt and flip-flops were gone.
He made a strangled noise when he saw he now wore a striped bikini that
left little to the imagination. And it wasn’t only bikini bottoms, no. He also
had the top across his chest, the straps tied around his neck, the ends dangling
down his back. His feet were bare, but that was the least of his problems.
“What is this?!” he shrieked. “What have you done to me?!”
Nelson huffed. “That had nothing to do with me. It’s all you.” He squinted
at Wallace. “Is this what you wore in your free time? Seems a little … tight.
Again, no judgment.” He was lying, obviously. His voice carried quite a bit
of judgment.
It was about this time Wallace lamented that humans had evolved with
only two hands. He tried to cover his crotch with one hand while pressing the
other futilely against his chest as if it would actually do anything.
Mei whistled lowly. “You pull that off better than I’d have thought. I’m
actually a little jealous. You’ve got a cute butt.”
He whirled around, both hands now covering his rear. He glared at Mei.
She smiled sweetly at him.
“Grandad,” Hugo said.
Nelson scowled. “It wasn’t me. I honestly wasn’t expecting it to work. It
took me months to figure out how to change my clothes. How was I to know
he’d be able to do it on his first try? He’s pretty good at this whole ghost
thing.” He grimaced as he stared at Wallace. “Maybe a little too good.”
Wallace wondered what it said about his life (and death) that he’d ended
up in a kitchen in a lopsided house in the middle of nowhere wearing nothing
but a bikini.
“It’s all right,” Hugo said gently as Wallace looked around for something
to cover himself up, only to remember he couldn’t actually touch anything. “It