Jamie, Stevie, and Dottie Fenton walked into an abandoned lab and looked around. "Stay alert," Dottie said as she went to a desk full of still active chemicals. "That's strange," she said as she picked up a testing tube with a glowing blue liquid. "I thought mom said that this lab was abandoned a month ago due to the government shutting it down. But this stuff is fresh." "D-Dottie? Ja-Jamie? I think I found out why this thing was shut down," Stevie said.
Dottie and Jamie walked over to the middle child and looked to what e was pointing at and almost screamed. There was a skeleton in a lab coat covered in ash. Dottie hesitantly walked closer to the thing and looked at it closely. "This person was tampering with chemicals and obviously the outcome wasn't good because flesh can't rot and leave nothing but bones in just a month. It takes a few months, years even. Depending on certain things about the body." "And you can keep those things to yourself because I'm grossed out enough," Jamie said as he continued to stare at it. "Hmmm." Dottie looked at the chemicals and realized what was going on. "Guys, we might want to be careful. The ghost might use the same chemical that did this."
Suddenly the triplets started to get ghost breath as a female ghost in a lab coat appeared and laughed at them. "I am the Chemistry Ghost!" "Good, 'cause I know this girl at school I want to like me," Jamie said to the ghost. Dottie rolled her eyes and smacked her brother on the back of his head. "She means chemistry as in 'Elements of the Periodic Table' chemistry not love chemistry you moron!" Before they could do more arguing a green liquid caused them to run different directions.
When the triplets regrouped in the middle of the room, they nodded to each other. "Time to go ghost," Dottie said as a giant pair of blue rings surrounded them and turned their clothes into jumpsuits like their father's and their hair snow white and their eyes a glowing green. "Dot, why do you keep on wearing those purple gloves and that purple sleeveless jackets?" "Hey, if I'm gonna be seen wearing the same thing as you two losers, I might as well rock it."
Before they could continue, the ghost pulled out gun and blasted some sort of green chemical at them. They separated just in time and tried to surround her on the ground and fly up to her. As the boys flew up the ghost had blasted some goo at Dottie but missed as she summersaulted backwards before it could hit her. Since none of them could blast ghost like their dad they had to just punch and kick.
"Stevie, weaken the ghost. Dottie, you get the Fenton Thermos ready." "Don't tell me what to do, Jamie," Dottie said as she kicked the ghost. While the ghost was recovering Dottie pulled out the thermos and trapped her. "Yeah!" As the kids turned back into kids the lab around them turned into a dome shaped room. "Great job, you guys," their mother said through a speaker as they headed to the door.
Outside was their basement lab and Sam at the control panel for the simulator they used for training. Their father was not only an inventor but also an astronaut and sometimes made technology for his station. "I'm guessing dad isn't here due to a ghost," Dottie said as she grabbed a drink. "Actually he got home in the middle of your training," Sam answered. With that, Dottie went intangible and ran trough the walls. After looking through the house she found her father hanging in the game room. He was playing foosball with Tucker while Blake and Tara watched TV, or, Blake watched while Tara played on her PDA.
Dottie giggled softly as she went invisible and walked to the couch her friends were on, knowing her father already knew that she was there. When she reappeared she was sitting behind them and smiling. "Anything interesting?" At the sound of her voice her friends jumped and looked at her. "You really need to stop doin' that," Tara said as she turned back to her PDA. "Trust me, you get use to it," Tucker said as he sat next to his daughter while Danny sat next to Dottie.
"Training?" "Caught the 'ghost' in five minuets," Dottie replied as she blew her bangs out of her face. Dottie had black hair like her parents and brothers, except for a big single stripe of violet in it with a smaller stripe of gothic grape right next to it, had bangs like her fathers, hair length to halfway down her back, and it was extremely shaggy. She and her siblings had the same skin tone as their parents but for some reason Dottie was the only one that had her fathers eyes. She wore a purple t-shirt with a bright red diamond in the center with baggy jeans and high-tops and her charm bracelet.
After Tucker and Tara and Blake left, Dottie followed Danny into the kitchen with her brothers to help prepare dinner. She pulled out their normal cook book and turned to a page with the recipe for Lentil Tacos and got out a pot to fill with water and cook the beans in. The kids were going to turn thirteen in a few months but they were allowed to cook even without grown-up supervision. As Dottie helped prepare dinner, she kept on glancing at her dad, wanting to ask him something.
"Dinner was great, as usual," Sam said as she picked up the plates from dinner. Danny hummed an agreement as he cleaned the table. Dottie was standing up watching them and trying to shove some words out of her mouth. "Hey, dad," she started. "Yeah?" "I was wondering, um, uhhh. Well- I, uh..." Dottie glanced from the floor to Danny and knew she was starting to lose his attention. "I was wondering if you could let us fight a real ghost!"
The room suddenly went silent for a minuet till her father glanced at her then finally answered. "No." Dottie stood dumbfounded until she found her voice. "But why not? We do great in training and work great together." "What if I can't be there? Who will lead you?" Dottie was silent for a minuet and knew she was going to regret her answer. "I will." Her brothers burst into laughs at the thought of her leading them. "Yeah, right." "You can't be serious." Dottie frowned and started to protest.
"Why not. So I'm the youngest, that doesn't mean I can't lead." "I agree," Sam said as she glared at the boys, wanting them to shut up. And they did. "Come on, Dot," Jamie said. "You're the weak one." I'm not weak, Dottie thought as she clenched her fist and jaw and glared at her brothers. As she did so, a glass of water levitated from the counter and flew over Jamie's head and dumped water on him. "Hey! What gives?"
Dottie smirked at him and crossed her arms over her chest. "Molecular Kinesis. I got that power last night," Dottie said as Stevie handed him a towel while she turned back to Danny. "Come on dad. I got my powers first. I've had more training than them. I should be allowed to fight ghost!" "No!" Dottie flinched as Danny raised his voice but then just stormed upstairs to her room. "It's not fair!" Was all she yelled as she slamed her door shut and threw herself on her bed.
Ever since Dottie got her powers, she wanted to be someone like her father, a worldwide hero. She wanted to mean as much as him. She thought having powers would let her have some time alone with him. But that hope died a little two weeks after her birthday when Stevie got his powers and three days later Jamie got his. Ever since Jamie acted like he was more powerful than her ant that her place was as the weakling in the background, even though there was no one to see them.
Danny had kept their powers hidden from the public and made sure that they didn't question them by telling them that when they were born he had injected them with a serum that killed any ghostly matter in them. He said he did it so they wouldn't be bugged by the press all the time. But even though they were the kids of a famous hero, they weren't very popular. Even Tara, who was the daughter of the mayor, want popular.
But why can't I fight? Dottie thought as she looked at her sterling silver charm bracelet. Besides the ones that came with it when she first got it, Dottie kept on adding to it. She had an ice crystal made of real ice that would never melt that was given to her by Danny, and there was one that had a wolf head given to her by her mother to show that she's a great leader.
Dottie looked at her bracelet till she heard the familiar footsteps of her father. She quickly turned away from the door as Danny knocked on it. "Dottie? You in there?" Dottie didn't reply as he opened the door and poked his head in. Soon she heard his footsteps come close to her and her bed soon caved in from her fathers weight. She still didn't move, even when her dad put a hand on her shoulder.
He spoke, but she didn't listen. Just like when she spoke he didn't listen. This was her entire life. Stay in her fathers shadow. Step out of the shadow something bad will happen. Stay in the background while her brothers take center stage while a spotlight shines down on them. Try to stand next to them or in front of them something bad will happen. She hatted how things were and almost had enough of it.
She wanted out. She wanted to be equal as her brothers and father, no, better than them. She knew where she was now was not her place, she could feel it. No matter what, I'll find my true place, Dottie thought whenever this came to her mind. As Danny continued to talk he was stopped when an alarm on Dottie's phone rang and he left. After a few minuets she grabbed her phone, hung a small bag on her right shoulder and left her room.
"You really gotta stop asking that question," Tara said to Dottie who was hanging upside-down from the highest unbalanced bars. They were currently at Dottie's late-night gymnastics practice with Blake and Dottie's family. "Look I couldn't help it. You know me and my mother speak whatever we want," Dottie said in her defense.
"C'mon, Tara, give her a break," Blake said as Dottie swung back and forth till she was sitting on the bar. Dottie loved any kind of gymnastics, but her favorite was the unbalanced bars. Whenever she did gymnastics she was transported to a whole other world. She was not only the best gymnast at the school, she was also the captain of the school's team.
It was late-night practice for any athletic team in the school so the team had one end of the outside part of the field, the football team had their part of the field ,and, unfortunately, the Casper High Flying Gymnastics team had to share their spot with the cheerleaders. And Dottie was sworn enemies with the head cheerleader, Daisy Baxter.
Dottie let herself fall back to the ground as Daisy walked towards them. "Hi, Dodo," Daisy said to Dottie. "Okay, Daisy, I know you don't have the best grades, but my name is Dottie. Or is your little cheerleading mind preferring you to, oh, I don't know, get the crowd to pay attention to the teams and not you?" Daisy rolled her eyes as she turned back to her team.
Dottie looked around and quickly concentrated on a water bottle. She made it fly into the air quickly then made it squirt most of the cold water out of it and onto Daisy, causing her to scream. Dottie smiled and nodded , satisfied at her work before she returned to the unbalanced bars and continued to hang upside-down.
"So, you girls going to the dance?" Dottie nearly fell off of the bar at the mention of the upcoming dance. It was to honor the founding of the school. But Dottie didn't intend to go. "Like I'm gonna go to a party where I have to wear a dress," Dottie said. "Well I'm goin'. And I'm gonna have a date," Tara said, standing up with pride while Dottie rolled her eyes.
"How many men have rejected you?" "Ten," Tara said, deflating. "Shocking," Blake said. Dottie couldn't help but burst into laughter, causing her to fall right onto Blake. When she rolled off of him, Dottie an Blake realized their hands were on top of the other and quickly retracted them, tuning away and blushing in embarrassment.
"Well my friend, you won't have a choice because the dance is on Saturday and it's Thursday so tomorrow you and I will go shopping." Dottie groaned at her best friend. Why does she have to drag me into these things? Dottie wondered as she picked up her stuff and led her friends to the spot on the bleachers where her parents and siblings were.
As Tara chatted away on what she would buy for the dance at the mall tomorrow, Dottie just listened to her music through her earbuds. When pretty much everyone except for her, her brothers and parents, Tara and her father, and Blake, Dottie, Stevie, Jamie, and Danny got ghost breath. Dottie looked up to see a ghost her father had fought thousands of times, Skullker.
"I'm going ghost," Danny said as he transformed. "Stay here," he ordered his children. "Time to go ghost," Dottie said when he was in battle. Before her brothers could stop her, she transformed and flew up to her dad. "I told you to stay!" "Like I'm gonna obey like a dog." "You're gonna be wishing you did," Skullker said as he aimed at Dottie. She quickly dodged his net and went invisible.
When she reappeared she was behind the ghost with the Fenton Thermos in her hands. Before she could even aim at him, he shot a net at Danny, causing him to fly backward onto a building next to town square. Dottie growled in frustration as her brothers in their ghost forms flew up to her as she flew to her dad's aid.
As her brothers kicked and punched the ghost, Dottie tried to free Danny as a crowd and a news van looked at the ongoing battle. Dad is going to kill me, Dottie thought as a camera man caught her, her father, and brothers on video. Before she could even free her dad, her brothers in nets slid towards her. "Idiots," she said to them. Dottie glared at Skullker as he aimed at her with an electric shocker.
But no matter how much Skullker fired at her, Dottie dodged them without even using her powers by using her gymnastics moves. When she was close enough, Dottie kicked and punched the ghost multiple times before trapping him in the thermos.
When she turned around she saw that her brothers and father had gotten out of their nets, each with a disapproving scowl at her.