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Aggressiveness
Sam, Tucker and Jazz each sat on Sam's bed, watching Danny spin in an office chair at her desk. He giggled and slowed down, waiting for the world to stop spinning before continuing again.
They'd been watching this same cycle for the past 30 minutes.
"Yep, something's wrong with him," Tucker confirmed, immediately receiving glares from both the females in the room.
"I have an idea," Jazz spoke up. The other two teens looked at her, waiting for her to continue.
"Sam and I will go to FentonWorks and try to get my dad to rant about the invention, which shouldn't be hard," She looked at Tucker, "and you can babysit."
Tucker's jaw dropped, "Whaaaat? Why can't Sam do it?" He whined.
Sam scoffed, nudging his shoulder, "Don't be a big baby, it's just Danny!" She looked back at the 15 year old with the brain of a 2 year old at the moment.
Tucker pouted before sighing in defeat, "Okay…"
Jazz nodded, standing up and walking to the door with Sam in tow.
Sam took one last glance at him right as she was stepping through the door, "Don't lose him!"
The door shut and Tucker sighed, looking back at Danny.
Or at least, where he had been half a second ago.
Sam rang the doorbell, waiting patiently for it to open.
The door swung open to reveal a triumphant Jack Fenton. "Sam! Danny's not here right now, but you can come inside and wait for him if you want." His eyes trailed off to the figure beside her, "Jazzy-pants!" He scooped her up in a bone-crushing hug, letting her and Sam inside.
"Guess what? Maddie and I built a new invention. And it works!" He lifted up a huge metal cylindrical shaped weapon in front of their faces that had seemingly come out of nowhere. "Even got to test it on the ghost kid! That evil ghost won't be causing any more trouble anytime soon!" He beamed proudly.
Sam and Jazz exchanged nervous glances.
"That's really cool, Mr. Fenton. What does it do?" She asked a bit warily, not sure if she really wanted to know the answer anymore.
"Well," he looked at the weapon admiringly, "it's supposed to change a ghost's personality, or maybe a trait, it really depends how strong the blast is..."
Sam gulped, that didn't sound good.
"Well, uh, oops! I just remembered that I was supposed to meet Danny at the Nasty Burger for lunch. Later, Mr. Fenton!" Sam dashed out the door before he could reply.
"…yeah, I'm going to go ahead and-"
"Come on, Jazzerincess! I want to show you all the bells and whistles of this thing!" He interrupted bounding down to the lab with Jazz in his grip.
When they made it down there, Jack pressed a button on the wall for the lab to supply some cardboard ghosts for him to test the gun on. He proceeded to show Jazz how to shoot it before blasting down a few ghosts.
"…dad? Won't this thing run out of juice at one point?"
"Of course not! It's completely…" The gun sputtered and sparked, refusing to shoot again.
"…busted."
Jazz wanted to scream.
Jack hurried up the stairs to tell Maddie and see what they could do about it while Jazz took this opportunity to study the gun and see if there was anything useful.
She finally let out a huff and threw it to the ground when she couldn't find anything that could help their situation.
"Well, now that it's broken, it could have taken away the affects…right?"
Oh how wrong she was.
Sam entered her room to see Danny trying to punch the daylights out of Tucker.
"Woah!" She intervened, trying to pull Danny away from the techno geek. "What happened?"
"I don't know!" Tucker exclaimed, "One minute we were playing hide and seek and the next it was wrestling!"
She finally managed to pull Danny off of him and pinned him to the chair, she was a lot stronger than she looked.
"Hey! Hey, calm down. It's just us! Your friends! Why are you attacking us?"
Danny didn't respond, still trying to claw his way out of her grasp.
Jazz burst into the room, hoping beyond hope that her brother was back to normal, but her breath hitched when she saw what was going on. "What happened?"
"Danny's just attacking us!" Sam responded, grunting as she was kicked in the shin. "We don't know what happened!"
"I was just with my dad, the Personifyer broke!"
Tucker blinked at her, "…Personifyer?"
"I know," she rolled her eyes.
"It malfunctioned?" Sam asked.
"Yeah," she looked back at Danny, "which might have just made our situation worse."
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