Yay! Another story! You guys can thank an awesome dream I had for this one. Actually it was kind of sad, but it was still cool. You know what I mean? Of course my alarm clock went off before I could finish it, but I'm sure I'll figure out something, right?
Actually I'm supposed to be asleep right now. But I'm not, so I wrote another story :) Yet again this is in Danny's POV.
Disclaimer: Butch Hartman is the one who owns everything. I just use his characters and stuff in my brain to think up (hopefully) epic stories.
Sickday
Chapter 1
…... click-beep beep beep beep, beep beep beep beep beep be-
Ugh… alarm clocks are sooooooo annoying. For a brief moment all I could think about was asking Technus to take it over and make it look like an accident the thing was destroyed. Or maybe ask Clockwork to help me go back in time to the evil guy who created them. But then I realized I needed to get up before I went back to sleep. Again.
I sat up and a wave of dizziness and cold came over me. Black came from all sides of my vision for about half a second before clearing back up. But it was still cold. I really don't feel like going to school today. I thought I had gotten a decent amount of sleep last night, maybe even 6 hours? Doesn't matter I guess. Usually I was able to stay awake, for the most part, from my ghost powers. But today I just felt… bleh.
Well no reason to just sit here I guess, I got up even colder now. My pajamas aren't the warmest in the world, and the floor was freezing on my feet. Gosh, I really wanted to crawl back into my nice, warm bed and sleep the whole day!
But instead I started getting ready, I put on some clean (well mostly clean) clothes, and brushed my hair and teeth. Well my hair was still a mess, but at least it was better than when I woke up. After that I gathered up my almost finished homework and stuffed it in my backpack before going downstairs. My parents were already working in the lab, and knowing Jazz, she was either putting her make-up on or already on her way to school.
As I walked past the kitchen I decided that even though I didn't feel like it I should probably eat something. So I grabbed an orange, went ghost, and flew out the door. I just pealed and ate in on my way to school, making sure to drop the extra peel in the grassy areas so animals could have it instead littering. Sam would be proud.
After flying around to an alley, I changed back and walked across the street to the school. I started going towards my locker, while looking for Sam and Tuck. Hopefully I wouldn't run into Dash. I was not in the mood to try and deal with him right now.
"Whoa Danny! You're actually on time!" I heard Sam's surprised voice, and turned around.
"Dude… you look awful!" Tucker said right afterwards.
"Gee thanks! Nice to see you today too!" I responded sarcastically.
"Seriously Danny, are you feeling alright?"
"Do I look that bad?"
"Well, pretty much… yeah."
"Well I don't feel great, but I think I'm just tired. I had a long night."
"Who was it this time?"
"Who do you think?"
"Box ghost? Skulker? Technus?"
"Yeah, I think that sums it up."
"Wow that stinks dude."
"Yeah, it does."
That was the conversation we had before the bell rung and we had to go to class. Lancer's English class was first. Joy… we went in and took our seats. Lancer and a few others looked at me surprised. Was I really that late that often? And then after roll-call Lancer began his lecture on palindromes or some other thing that I wasn't really paying attention to.
Instead I had begun worrying. I found it strange that none of the ghosts had attacked this morning. Not even the Box Ghost. I mean, sure I was grateful and all, but I guess I was just being paranoid.
I looked back at Lancer, not even noticing I had started watching the window. I was kind of surprised I didn't fall asleep yet. I mean, my eyeballs hurt I was so tired! I didn't even know that was possible!
We were about 45 minutes into the class before I finally saw something fly past the window. So they were still alive! Well kind of… but why didn't my ghost sense go off? Was it broken or something? Who knows how many ghosts might have been attacking! Oh no, oh no, oh no, this bad. Unless it was a bird? I hope it was a bird; I didn't get a good look at it, so maybe…?
But then I felt something cold going up my throat. Like almost ghost sense kind of cold. But it wasn't air. I immediately knew something was very wrong. I started to raise my hand to ask if I could to the bathroom. I thought I was going to be sick or something, but what actually happened startled me even know.
I started having a coughing fit from trying to hold the stuff down, and had to bring my hand back down to cover my mouth. Everyone turned towards me; I sounded like I was choking or something. I coughed a bit more before I just couldn't hold it down anymore. My hands were suddenly covered in cold blue slimy stuff, not to mention it was still dripping out my mouth too. Ewww! What is this stuff!
Some people had turned away to avoid making themselves puke. While others (mostly guys) stared at me wondering what just happened.
I had to wonder the same thing, because the only idea I had wasn't a good one. Was that my ghost sense?
So there you have it, the start of another story. That's what happened in my dream. And yes I know it's disgusting, but it's necessary! Sorry to those of you who have a squeamish stomach! I know the plot is kind of overused, but yes, Danny is sick. Poor Danny But mine obviously has a twist right?
Please review! It would make me happy! And it will make Danny better faster!