Hello~ I've noticed that Papa Vlad is almost two years old. A few days ago I thought I'd go and re-read it for kicks, and my writing from then has bothered me a great deal soooo, I'm re-writing this one-shot. No, this is not a continuation, I've already tried writing a sequel and I could barely keep up with my ideas and to be honest, it had no plot. But anyway, here is the re-write.
Enjoy
"Mess" and "trouble" are common words that can describe the average day of Danny Fenton. A ghost causes trouble outside or inside the Ghost Zone and a mess is what Danny is left with in the aftermath of a fight.
Try as he might, the teen could not ignore the constant bickering of his parents nor the faint sounds of blasting coming from the living room. It only meant one thing:
His parents had a new invention and were just dying to test it out.
Curiosity killed the cat as they always say, and down the stairs Danny went to only duck from a bright green beam of light. It collided with the wall, leaving a small hole in its wake.
"I take it this is a new weapon?" Danny asked and could feel his small annoyance fading and a smile tugging at his lips when he saw his father's cheeky grin.
"You bet! I call it the Fenton Ghost Rattler. When a ghost is shot, it will be reduced down to the stage of an infant. Pretty cool, right?" Jack held up the device with pure admiration and Danny choked on a laugh to see that it was in the shape of a baby's rattle. The design was simple, silvery-white with a green stripe and small purple ghosts decorating the contraption.
"But if you've noticed lately, there have been no ghosts around to test it on, not even the ghost boy," His mother shook her head in disappointment. Danny nodded in slight agreement, there had been little to no ghostly activity going on and he was grateful for the current break.
"I know! If only the ghost boy was around, he would be perfect!" Jack slapped Danny on the back, nearly causing the teen to tumble to the ground.
'That would be just what I need.' Danny thought with a small grimace.
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"Dad, are you still working on that thing?" It had been a few days since the introduction of the rattle weapon and his parents were still grumbling over its few problems.
"Don't worry about it son, I think the final bug is fixed. Maddie, can you open that container?" Jack smirked as Maddie opened said container and a small ghost flew around the lab to its heart's content.
No sooner had it been released Jack fired the weapon, jumping up and down like a small child receiving a toy. Maddie looked on, impressed that it could finally shot, until the beam missed the ghost, no thanks to Jack's horrible aim, and bounced off the walls for a second, finding its prime target.
That target being Danny himself.
The teen gave out a yelp and rubbed his chest as the sting of the beam subsided into something much more uncomfortable, it was almost like a burning sensation. To be blunt, it was like a nest of bees ganged up on him and stung him at the same time.
"Mom, I don't feel very well. Does that affect humans?" Danny gave a small whimper and fell to the ground, unconscious.
Both parents let out a gasp as their son dropped to the ground, and before Maddie could say anything Jack hauled the boy on his back and ran up the stairs, his wife hot on his heels. Maddie couldn't help but think about what Danny said. Did if affect humans, and if so, how?
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Maddie was a tad angry with Jack; he could be so careless sometimes when it came to their children. Sure, both Danny and Jazz had been struck with a weapon or two over the years, but none of them left them feeling physically sick before. It was strange to say the least.
It had been an hour since the incident and Danny was sleeping soundly in his room, or at least he was the last time Maddie checked on him. She went to do so again when she paused right when she was going to open the door. There she heard it, a small whimper, a cry almost. Immediately she opened the door to find no Danny. Panic flooded into her system as she ran around frantic in her son's room, whipping around to find the source of the sound. There on Danny's bed was a toddler, not older than two years old being covered by Danny's shirt.
"Danny?" Maddie couldn't help but ask and relief flashed in her eyes when she saw the toddler look up at her, instantly stopping his whimpering. Her relief soon turned to dread when she realized that the Fenton Ghost Rattler did in fact affect humans. But worst of all was that there was no reverse switch on the contraption. Seeing that the main goal of it would be to turn ghosts harmless and less of a threat to the human race, there was no point of installment.
"Jack! Get up here!" No sooner had the words left Maddie's mouth, Jack was up in the boy's room, his mouth gaped when he saw his wife holding the curious infant.
"Is that-"
"Yes Jack, this is Danny. What do you suppose we do now?"
I'm sorry it has taken so long! I've changed my mind with the whole "this is a one shot re-write" crap, it will be 2-3 chapters. To be honest, I've had this lurking around my files for over a month, and I feel bad because I promised someone I would have it up in a day or two. Once again, I'm sorry!