Danny knew something was wrong.
It was a fairly regular day in Amity, nothing major was happening. Ghosts were attacking but it was nothing Danny couldn't handle. Everything was perfect.
That was the problem.
"Danny quit worrying." his best friend, Samantha Manson, sighed.
"How can I? I know somethings about to happen Sam." Danny fidgeted.
"Nothings going to happen." Danny's other friend, Tucker Foley, assured.
"Now you just jinxed it." Sam shook her head.
The trio were currently residing in Danny's bedroom. Danny was fidgeting on his bed and Sam was relaxed in his computer chair. Tucker was sitting on the floor.
Danny was quiet. Things were never this perfect. Sure he enjoyed this the first week but after three weeks with no evil plots when there is an evil plot almost everyday he was worried.
"Ahh! Danny tell your girlfriend to stop kicking me!"
Danny hadn't seen Clockwork in a while... Maybe he would visit him and check on the thermos...
"Guys, we're going to the ghost zone!" Danny said hopping of his bed and startling his friends.
"We aren't going there to cause problems right?" Sam asked suspiciously. Yesterday Danny had gone into the ghost zone to relieve some of his anxiety. The ghost writer still was angry at Danny and decided to trap the teens in another poem.
Danny swore he would never read poetry again.
"No. We're just going to see a friend." Danny replied.
His friends gave him a look but followed him to the basement and into the lab. Danny opened the portal and readied the Spectre Speeder.
"Danny? Are you down here?" asked his sister Jazz and coming down the stairs with his friends.
"Hey Jazz." Danny smiled walking out of the spectre speeder.
"Where are you going?" his sister asked.
"Clockwork's." Danny replied. Jazz nodded her head in understanding.
Jazz was the only one to know about Danny's alternate evil self's fate. Sam and Tucker assumed he was lost in time, and Danny never bothered to correct them. It was better that they didn't know.
"May I come?" Jazz asked. Danny smiled and nodded at his sister.
"Not afraid of some ghosts or Dad's ecto fudge?" Danny smirked. Jazz shivered in disgust.
"Ecto fudge?" Tucker asked curious.
"You don't want to know." Jazz said getting into the spectre Speeder.
"Lets just say Dad and baking don't mix." Danny answered his friends confused faces. His friends rolled their eyes and followed him inside the vehicle.
The ride was peaceful, which did nothing to calm Danny's nerves. By now the box ghost would have at least appeared, yet there was no sign of him.
"Danny are we there yet?" asked Tucker for the hundredth time.
"No."
Jazz sighed at Tucker's question.
It was then when the clock tower appeared.
"Are we there yet?" Tucker asked once again.
"Yes!" Danny called over his shoulder slamming on his brakes. The Speeder stopped right in front of the tower.
The teens walked out of the Speeder and into the master of time's home.
Clockwork's home, or at least what Danny had seen, was covered in purple gears. One entire wall had viewing screens showing the past present and future. On the left walk was a rack of time medallions which would allow the wearer to enter another time or not be trapped on a time freeze. Beside the rack was a table that held Danny's worse nightmare.
"Hello. I was expecting you." The master of time informed them. The three teens looked at Clockwork in awe. Danny didn't. He was frozen in shock staring at that table.
The thermos was gone.