You know, Danny really doesn't like when mornings go right.

As of late anyways.

Whenever things start off good, something bad is most likely going to happen later, and he spoke from numerous experiences. These numerous experiences are the reason his eyes darted around the house as he ate his cereal.

It was a weekend and he slept in. That never happens.

He's usually up all night by ghosts and up early because he's sucked into his parent's antics. But today, he felt completely refreshed with no ghost fights the night before and no parents due to a paranormal convention. Not only that, but he found that his favorite cereal was recently stocked in the pantry and Sam and Tucker were coming over to watch Stephan King's new IT movie.

So, you could say he was a little on edge.

His sister told him he was 'being paranoid' and 'should relax a little.' But he knew everything was too good to be true.

Halfway through the 'too good to be true' cereal, the doorbell rang.

He set the spoon in the bowl and went to open it, but stopped inches from the knob.

What if behind the door Skulker was waiting with a new weapon or something? What if his parents were home early with a new ghost invention that could potentially hurt him?

'Wait, no. Ghost sense hasn't gone off and Mom and Dad wouldn't ring the doorbell.'

But what if it was Vlad?

His eyes narrowed and he put an ecto charged hand behind his back, then slowly opened the door.

It was Sam and Tucker.

He snuffed out his hand instantly.

"Hey Danny!" Tucker smiled widely, walking in and straight to the TV. "Ready to watch the best horror movie of all time?!"

Danny grinned. "Born ready man."

Sam walked in next, examining him up and down. "You ok? You look tense."

He shrugged. "I'm perfectly fine."

"Late night ghost fights?"

"Nope."

She frowned and crossed her arms. Danny rolled his eyes a little. "Seriously everything's going great this morning. That's why I'm so tense."
The goth made a voiceless 'oh'.

"Yep." The teen sighed. "But who knows? Maybe I'm just being paranoid."

Tucker yelled back from his spot in front of the TV. "Of course you are! You're Danny! Now get your butts on that couch so I can start the movie." He dug in his bag for the DVD, but pulled out some jerky instead. "Oh! And I brought beef sticks!"

Sam cringed and turned to walk to the kitchen. "That's disgusting."

The halfa chuckled, following her. "We'll get the popcorn."

IN ANOTHER WORLD

A crooked smile graced her lips as she scanned through the content of one of general Zhao's scrolls. It was old, around 3,000 years, and worn down, with stains and creases in the paper. The late general had thought to keep the secrets of his found scrolls to himself, but after the whole fiasco with the moon spirit, Azula had his property searched thoroughly. In his home, they found a hidden room filled with all sorts of information. So that's where they were now.

When the princess finished reading the scroll, a small laugh pushed through her throat. This attracted the other two in the room. Mai set down the journal she was looking at and Ty Lee jumped from her seat to glance at the scroll.

"What's so funny?" Mai's voice was completely monotone.

"A spirit?" The circus girl quirked an eyebrow.

"Not just any Spirit." Azula stated, her eyes gleaming with a crazy shine. "The King of spirits, Phariah Dark. It states that he has unlimited power. A power that can best even an Avatar in the Avatar state." She folded the scroll and handed it to Mai to read. At the raven's confused expression, Azula continued. "He has the ability to win us the war before Sozin's comet. So… we're going to summon him"

Mai tilted her head. "It says here he's a tyrant. It doesn't seem like a bright idea to me."

Azula smirked. "It also tells us thorough instructions on how to bind his will to our own."

The two non-benders stared at her for awhile before Ty Lee practically glided to the door, a small whooshing sound left in her wake. "Well, what're we waiting for?"

The princess took back the scroll from Mai and stalked to the door. "Absolutely nothing."

BACK WITH THE TRIO

They were a little over halfway through the movie and Tucker was hiding behind the couch. Sam was clutching onto Danny's arm, her nails almost drawing blood even through the NASA sweatshirt he was wearing while said hero was holding onto the empty popcorn bowl. The way it was placed in front of him made it look like it was somehow going to shield him from the creepy clown on the screen.

Then, at the part where Pennywise was stabbed straight through the head by Beverly, Danny lunged for the remote and paused it. Everyone present just stared at the paused screen, eyes wide with fright.

"That," Tucker shakily came out from his hiding spot. "Was awesome! Why'd you stop it?!"

All the halfa did was hold up the empty bowl and mumbled 'outta popcorn' before getting up and going to the kitchen. He could hear Tucker talking rapidly on how much he liked the movie so far and Sam saying that the soundtrack made the whole thing 5 times as better. He smiled to himself. The movie was good so far. In fact, it's been the first movie in awhile to get his adrenaline pumping.

With all the ghost fights lately, he didn't think it was possible anymore.

He placed a fresh popcorn packet in the microwave and set the timer to 2 minutes and pressed start. While he waited he leaned on the counter and looked into the living room. Tucker was almost sobbing over his empty beef stick bag while Sam was laughing at something he probably said. Danny looked down to the floor relishing the feeling of coming down from a short adrenaline burst. It was nice that this time it wasn't because of a ghost and because of something fun.

The microwave went off and he took the bag out, making sure to grab it by its edges. The heat radiating from it slightly burned his fingertips and he set it on the counter for it to cool. While he waited, he started melting some butter and getting the powdered theatre cheese from the cupboard. He always made sure to have some for movie night because it was Sam's favorite.

After the butter melted he started opening the bag, the warmth more accepted by his skin. The soft thumps of the tasty movie food hitting the bowl reached his eardrums, quickly followed by the smell of butter and cheese when he mixed the contents together.

Satisfied, he put the cheese up, closed the microwave and walked back into the living room. His friends were still bickering together and he couldn't help but smile.

Maybe he was being paranoid before. The day was almost over and he didn't think anything bad could happen.

But he totally jinxed himself because right at that very moment a peculiar feeling came over him, like a thin rope suddenly wrapped around his core and started pulling. He lurched back and dropped the bowl.

"Dude, the heck?" The techno geek started. "That was perfectly good popco-"

The space around Danny unexpectedly bursted with green electricity. A strong gust of wind shot out from him, sending everything in the living room flying and Sam and Tucker flush against the couch, covering their faces.

"Danny!" The hero heard Sam scream before he vanished all together.

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Keep in mind this story is going to be taking place in season three of Avatar XD