"I won't let you get away this time!" Danny shouted at the ghost with his arms outstretched, thermos in hand, finger on the button.
"Oh, I think you will, dipstick!" Ember smirked and turned the dial on her guitar. "This song is dedicated to you, Phantom! I call it, 'You're Gonna Regret All Those Times You Stuffed Me In That Tiny Thermos'!" She strummed her guitar and two bright pink fists burst out.
They flew towards Danny, and he dodged just enough that he wasn't hit; but the thermos was. It was thrown out of his hands. "Oh, crud!" yelped Danny.
But luckily, Jazz ran up and caught the thermos in the nick of time. "I've got your back, little brother!"
By now, the fight had gathered a small crowd of spectators. Ever since Danny's secret had been revealed, peopled sometimes came to cheer him on in fights.
Jazz eyed them nervously, and turned back to Ember, who had flown up to Danny and was about to throw a punch. "Say goodbye, ghost!" And she sucked the ghost in.
But the ghost she had sucked in wasn't Ember. The ghost she had sucked in had stark white hair, neon green eyes, and was dressed in a black and white jumpsuit.
Give you three guesses to who it was.
From inside the thermos, Danny groaned, "Jazz, I thought we talked about using the thermos!"