The pattern was simple.

Ghost sense

Ask to be excused

Catch the ghost in the Fenton Thermos

Back to class where Tucker would fill him in.

He couldn't even pass the second step. All Danny could do was hope it wasn't Skulker or Technus. Extra points of it's the Box Ghost.

"Language, Mr. Fenton." He heard his teacher say.

With a voice as monotonous as that, he could be the next Eminem.

"Yes sir." He groaned.

As if having read his mind, the blue ghost phased through the door.

"I AM THE BOX GHOST! BEWARE!"

The class immediately broke out in laughter and some fell off their seats. Seeing the children sprawl out on the floor the moment he spoke, the poor ghost thought that everyone was surrendering to him immediately.

"ALAS! I HAVE CONQUERED A SMALL ARMY! NO ONE WOULD DARE TO EVER STAND IN MY WAY AGAIN!"

This caused everyone to laugh even harder. All except the Language Arts teacher. Lancer grabbed his books and started whirling them in the way of the floating being.

Sam and Tucker jumped into action soon after and took out their small ecto guns. They had nabbed them from Danny's parent's lab. The older Fentons wouldn't even notice. They'd always make more. There were probably so many in the lab, that the parents lost count.

Danny pulled out the Thermos and sucked the blue ghost into the Thermos as soon as he fell backwards.

"I'LL BE BACK! BEWA-" And he was gone.

It took the whole class half an hour to get over the laughter, even after that, chuckles were exchanged. The whole of Lancer's class period was filled with students laughing their heads off and the confiscating of phones with footage of the incident.

"Daniel, did you have anything to do with the incident?" The slightly overweight teacher questioned. The only two people left in the class that day were Danny and Lancer. Sam and Tucker's parents had picked them up having heard of the 'attack' and rushed over as soon as possible. Danny's parents got there sooner than all the others, but he passed to them the thermos and Lancer requested that he could have a talk with the teen.

"Erm, other than capturing him, nope." He got a genuine sounding answer.

"Are you sure?"

"Yep!" The reply sounded rehearsed.

"Ok, then what have you been doing. I'm not going to pretend I didn't notice. You've been gone for hours every day." Lancer decided to cut to the chase and crossed his arms.

"I-well, you see... you wouldn't understand really." He saw Danny stutter.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Because it's complicated."

"Why?"

"I've been playing video games?" Sounds more like a question.

"Explain the bruises."

"I tripped?" Not a logical answer either.

"Have you been fighting the ghosts? We both know that's Phantom's job. You don't need to help him."

"Well, er- I give him the weapons?" Logical, that would explain how the ghost kid got the Fenton Thermos.

"How do you're parents not notice you're taking things from them. Look, Daniel, you know you can talk to me right?" He sighed. The boy's a thief too?

"I know. Can I just leave now?" Lancer saw the boy grab his bag and stand up.

"Ok. Go." What got over him?

What happened?

He was going to find out.

Author's Note: Was this a bit OOC? Sorry. I kinda rushed through. I'M GONNA BE ABSENT FOR THE WEEK SO I THOUGHT: Might as well update all of my stories. the first half.

Tell me what you think! :3

Trust me, there's gonna be quite a bit of drama. NOT QUITE a reveal fic, but very close.

~learning from all of you!

~Rika