A new story idea that popped into my head this morning. Tell me if you'd like me to continue with it! :D
"He's coming back!" Tucker grinned as he looked at the monitor, Jazz standing over his shoulder. Just in time to save the world, Danny's ship shot out of a portal and careened towards the cheering control centre.
It came a little too close, and people ducked for cover as the ship wildly spun out of the way and smashed nose-first into the frozen ground. The ice it had landed on shattered and the sea swallowed the main wreckage of the ship, leaving behind only a small watery black hole and a few scattered pieces of debris.
"Danny!" Jazz gasped, charging right up to the window and looking with dismay at the crash site. Something began beeping on the computer.
"The Disasteroid!" Tucker was frantically smashing buttons. "It's right over Earth's South Pole! We need those ghosts here now!"
Everyone stared anxiously at the blue sky. No portal was forthcoming.
"This is... it?" Jack placed one warm arm around his wife and reached out to his daughter. "Well, I want you to know that I'm so proud of my family. We did our best."
"I love you, dad." Jazz hugged her father, snuggling her face in his fluffy coat. The computer slowly counted down the seconds to doomsday.
It reached zero. Everybody braced for impact, but it seemed that nothing happened.
Jack opened his eyes. "Wait, what?" He frowned.
"Did it not hit us?" Maddie arched an eyebrow, and quickly jogged over to Tucker's console.
"We're alive!" Jack snatched Jazz from the ground and began spinning her in the air. "Isn't this wonderful!"
"Dad!" Jazz complained. "Put me down! I'm-"
They were interrupted by a slight tremor, a rocking of the ground that grew stronger by the second. Abruptly, Jack set his daughter down and locked eyes with a pale, unsmiling Maddie.
She nodded, grimly, once.