Danny was bored.
Clockwork had recently told him about an alien invasion of slug-like aliens that crawl into people's ears and control their brain and a group of blue aliens that fight them.
Unfortunately, now he couldn't sleep and was now drifting over the forest of a city some ways away from Amity Park.
Suddenly, a song popped into his head.
The ghosts are squashing slugs
here and there,
hurrah, hurrah.
The ghosts are squashing slugs
here and there,
hurrah, hurrah.
The ghosts are squashing slugs
because the idiots
ticked them off,
so now they go, under Truce
squashing the slugs
everywhere.
That was good. He grinned and started another verse.
Ghost hunters are squashing slugs
in streets and fields
hurrah, hurrah.
Ghost hunters are squashing slugs
alongside ghosts.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Ghost hunters are squashing slugs
because they tried
to outgun the fruitloop,
hurrah, hurrah.
Danny rolled his eyes, but kept going. It was true, unfortunately.
The slugs got to Dan,
only to flee,
hurrah! Hurrah!
Dan is now
vaporizing slugs.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Dan is vaporizing slugs
that wage war against him.
Not a loss, either way.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Huh. He hadn't planned on going there, but since he had…
Plasmius is blasting slugs
away from Maddie,
hurrah, hurrah.
Plamius is blasting slugs
stupid enough to enter his mansion,
hurrah! Hurrah!
Plasmius is blasting slugs
trying to take over
the world before him.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
His thoughts drifted to the reason he was so far from home.
The Huntress fries slugs
all over town.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Huntress fries slugs
all over town.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Huntress fries slugs
because her prime prey
has disappeared.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Danny grinned evilly as another verse came to him.
The GiW are
saving slugs.
Eww. Eww.
The GiW are
all Controllers.
Eww. Eww.
The GiW are all
bound and gagged
and hung upside down.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Another thought popped into his head and Danny was singing it at the top of his lungs. After all, it was a sign of forgiveness. Sort of. He shrugged. They couldn't get any madder at him anyway.
The Observants are
glaring at slugs.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Observants are
condemning slugs.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Observants have
decided that the slugs
are far worse than Dan
ever might be
and so fling them with glee
into Bob's maw and
the stinky river too.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
So the last part was long winded. Ah well. They could take it or leave it.
Phantom's freezing slugs.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Phantom's trapping slugs.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Phantom's dumping slugs
into the grasp
of ghosts and hunters.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
After he finished that verse, Phantom couldn't help but chuckle. He checked his watch and decided that he'd waited long enough. Time to go back home and try to get some sleep so he doesn't fall asleep in class tomorrow, he nodded to himself and flew back home at top speed.
Down below where the halfa had been drifting, a red-tailed hawk perched in a tall tree, gazing up at where the specter had been, a thoughtful look in its eyes.