"Lyndsay," Danny said calmly. "Please do this. It's not going to hurt if it works. Trust me, I've been in the thermos more than once.
"If it works?" Lyndsay asked cautiously.
"Well, there's always the chance that it'll suck me in instead."
The young witch grinned. "That'll be fun to watch."
Danny narrowed his eyes. "If it works, we'll be able to trap witches and ghosts in the Fenton Thermos."
"Danny," Lyndsay started. "It's not like I have witches attacking me like you have ghosts attacking you."
"It'll still be helpful," he insisted. "Please? Mom's so bent on this working."
Lyndsay paused. "Of course you pull the mom card on me. That's not even right, Danny!"
Danny chuckled. "So you'll do it?"
"Do what?" Tucker asked as he walked through the door.
"Let me suck her into the thermos," Danny said.
"And you say," Tucker said, looking at Lyndsay.
"Well, at first I wouldn't. Then Danny pulled the mom card on me."
"Ouch."
"Yeah," she sighed. She straightened up and turned toward Danny. "Commence thermos in three, two…"
"One," Danny finished, and pointed the open thermos at her.
Silence ensued. "Oh no, it doesn't work," Lyndsay said with a grin. "You'll have to try harder next time."
"Hold up, Glenda," Danny said. "There are different settings. That was the low setting. We still have medium and high."
The girl-turned-guinea pig groaned. "You live to torture me, don't you?"
A goofy grin spread across the halfa's face as he set the thermos to medium. "Of course!"
There was a slight whoosh as he pointed the thermos at Lyndsay.
She crinkled her nose. "It's kinda pulling on me."
"It made your hair move," Tucker chimed in. "Like when the wind blows really hard."
"All right, one more setting," Danny said. "Maybe this one'll suck you in. Then my parents can strengthen it so it'll suck in a witch on any setting."
"Thank goodness," Lyndsay muttered.
"Last time," Danny repeated as he reopened the thermos.
"Danny?" Lyndsay said. "It's not sucking me in! It's sucking my-"
There was a loud rrrriiiipppp as the thermos sucked Lyndsay's shirt inside.
Danny burst into laughter. "Oh my gosh," he said while trying to catch his breath. "Tucker, man, please tell me you have a camera."
Tucker shook his head no while trying not to giggle at Lyndsay's blush. "Sorry, dude."
Lyndsay covered her chest. "It's not funny!"
"It wouldn't be funny if you didn't have your bra on," Danny pointed out. "See, if you were completely topless I'd leave."
"And if it's any consolation, Lyn," Tucker said. "You look good. Your stomach's very toned."
Lyndsay blushed harder. "Shut up and get me a shirt," she grumbled.
Danny rolled his eyes. "Fine," he said as he walked to his dresser and pulled out a shirt. He threw it to her. "Here."
"Thanks," she said as she pulled it on. She glanced at the two boys. "And you're not going to tell anyone about this, right?"
They saluted. "Ma'am yes ma'am!"
She laughed. "Thank you," she said as she walked out of the room.
The boys looked at each other. "Facebook?" Danny asked.
"Of course!" Tucker said as he walked to his computer and started typing.
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