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ameliato2004: I am planning on referring to the orb as the egg.
ameliato2004: Sorry, but I don't really know how to respond to reviews, but thanks for them. I hope you enjoy this next chapter. I have had an amazing amount of free time lately, so please don't expect me to have the next chapter up as fast. Have fun. I might just check out our work as well.
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Previously on Chapter 1: The Egg-'What in the world!' Tucker and Sam exclaimed as then suddenly took notice of the growing golden vapors that seemed to be appearing from the back of Danny's skull. As it spread, Danny's sleeping form began to levitate. It began to incase Danny's form in a rapid pace. Soon Tucker and Sam could clearly tell that it was forming a gassy shell around Danny. Once the gas had succeeded completely surrounding Danny from head to toe and back to front, it seemed to grow opaque and solidify. Once it was complete, the orb floated, slowly and carefully, back to the ground in front of Sam and Tucker. For a few minuets, they just gaped at the orb, then Tucker said, 'It looks like an egg.'
Chapter 2: The Problem IncreasesWith this comment, Sam was snapped out of her trance. She looked over the "egg." It was the colors of sunshine yellow and purified gold swirled together. The egg was only 2/3 of Danny's actual height and it was twice as wide. The egg seemed to glow on its own. When she touched it, it was as warm as a kitten's tummy and as smooth as any egg. In all, it was the most beautiful thing that Sam had ever seen.
"I wonder what it is like for Danny to be in there." Tucker pondered.
'Well, Danny was asleep when it happened, so he probably doesn't even know where he is. This might explain why he was so tired. If I was about to be cocooned into a small, airtight space with probably no light, or at least based on how opaque the shell is, my body would probably try to put me to sleep first so that I don't hurt myself. Wait! How is he getting air? Is he even still alive in there?'
"Hey Tucker? Do you know if Danny can even breathe in there?" Sam questioned, turning away from the egg.
"Yea, I think so," Tucker reassured Sam, "Do you see these small bumps on the egg's skin?"
"Yes," Sam answered.
"These bumps are air holes which all eggs contain that allow the egg to exchange oxygen for carbon and vice-versa. Weren't you paying attention in Biology?" Tucker explained. "That's why I said that the 'orb' looked like an egg; it has all of the characteristics of an egg, from the hard shell to the air holes.'
'What are we going to do? I can't just leave him here, and for some reason I don't think that he can change back and we can simply resume our schedule. I could try to crack his shell and break him out, but if Tucker is right, then he really is in an egg, and everybody knows that when you crack an egg with a living creature in it before the creature has been fully formed, then the creature will surely die. I so don't want to take that chance. I know! I'll take to my place and call Jazz to discuss what happened and what to do next. We'll probably need to sneak him upstairs. His shell looks like real gold, and if my parents see it, they might unknowingly take him away and melt him down. We should probably do this fast, Dash or Paulina might see…'
"OH, MY GOD! Is that a giant golden egg? Did you guys steal it? I want it! Give it to me!" Paulina screeched, coming up behind the startled teens.
'Too late. I need to think of something.'
"Hi, Paulina! My great-uncle's cousin's brother's grandfather's sister's twice-removed granddaughter was excavating in some old Aztec temples and found this clay, gold-painted egg. It wasn't worth much information–wise, so she sent it to me for my half birthday because she knew that I loved eggs and other shiny and ancient items." Sam lied. "If you want, you can come over to my house to spend hours researching it and examining it."
"Ack, no thank you. Bye!" Paulina said and quickly sped away.
"Whoa, how did you know that would work?" Tucker asked, amazed.
"That's easy. Everyone knows that Paulina hates anything that requires any amount of work." Sam gloated.
"We should probably take Danny upstairs now." Sam carefully picked up the egg. 'Wow, he's as light as a feather, well, a reeeeally big feather.' "Tucker, you can sneak Danny up while I distract my parents. If they see him, they may try to melt him down for money."
"What?! That egg is HUGE! Why can't we just crack it and get Danny out?" Tucker whined in a three-year-old voice.
"Because, Mr. I-paid-attention-in-Biology, when you crack the egg of any animal before it has fully developed, you kill it. Now come on, we need to hurry." Sam explained, exasperated with Tucker. "We'll call Jazz to come over and help us decide on what to do next afterward. Who knows, maybe this has happened to one of their family members before. When you see me get rid of my parents, go to the movie theater in the basement and start a movie. Don't forget to hide Danny in a comfortable hiding place and to call Jazz. I'll come down again after about 10 minuets of torture."
With that, they got to work. Tucker picked up the egg and Sam opened the door slowly. She walked up to her parents and began her brilliant, but painful scheme.
"Hey, Mom, Dad? I'm thinking about wearing pink, fluffy dresses again. Danny was telling me how much he would like to see me in one at least once in his lifetime. While Danny and Tucker start movie hour, can you go with me to my closet and help me try-?" Sam was cut off as her plan worked like a charm. Sam's parents ran up to her and dragged her upstairs before she even finished asking them to help her. 'Danny, you soooo owe me for this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'
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(Tucker's Prospective)
'I can't believe that Sam actually did that for Danny! If I don't do as she says after she escapes her parents for the rest of the day, she'll kill me!' Tucker picked up Danny, snickering to himself. 'Wow, Sam was right! Lifting Danny is like lifting a feather. He sooo needs to eat more.' He ran down the stairs and set Danny down on the couch. 'I'll hide him later. Calling Jazz should be priority number one. I can hide Danny as the movie plays.'
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(Meanwhile, in the Fenton household…)
Jazz was sitting on the Fenton couch, eating hot cheetos as she read The Teenager's Guide To Understanding Your Thick-Headed Ghost of a Brother, when the phone rang.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Jazz picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey, Jazz. It's me, Tucker. Something weird just happened. We aren't sure yet on whether or not to keep it a secret, so can you think of an excuse to come over to Sam's house for a meeting?" Tucker asked over the phone.
'Danny's actually letting them invite me to one of their ghost hunting meetings? I must really be making a breakthrough with him! Thank you, The Teenager's Guide To Understanding Your Thick-Headed Ghost of a Brother! I have got to make this a positive experience to him so that he will invite me more often, and I can get an excuse to keep a closer eye on him!'
"Sure Tucker, I'll come right over. Bye!" Jazz answered calmly as she silently did a victory dance.
"Hey, Mom, Dad! I am going over to Sam's, Danny's, and Tucker's sleepover! They want me to help them on a project about ghosts that they all have!" Jazz yelled as she tore around the room, getting ready.
"Wonderful Honey! I am that both of you are finally showing interest in the family job! Hurry up and go!!!!!!!!!" Maddie danced happily. "Bye!"
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(Far away, in a magically hidden society...)
Whaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Whaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'It's that darn alarm again! How many times a day does that thing have to ring? They should get it fixed. Over nine-tenths of the time, it isn't even one of the cocooning. Not to mention the gradual increase in its volume! But no-ooooo, they think that this is a sign that 'the one' is coming of age, so therefore everyone needs to train three times as hard as before! Who cares if anyone needs sleep once in while! Let's just ignore the fact that the prophecy has been around for thousands of years, since our species had first evolved from man, and 'the one' still hasn't appeared.' A young boy got up and stretched. He looked to be about 16, and had blonde hair and green eyes. He was about five foot-three inches tall in height. He looked like any other normal human, even if he seemed slightly too God-like. He walked through the maze-like halls and through a magically hidden door into a deep cave. He reached into an invisible hole next to the secret entrance and pulled out a clipboard. He walked out to the front of the cave. I had barely hatched out myself only two months ago, and gained flight only three weeks ago, and already they have me on grueling training as one of the royal knights and are being sent out to inspect all of the cocooning instead of the usual use of the useless elderly. All because I am exceptionally beautiful for our species! I haven't even had any time between training and keeping up with sleep to actually enjoy the wings that I have been waiting for so long! Can't who ever cocooned now have just waited until morning?'
He concentrated, and suddenly there was a blinding flash of blood-red light. Now he was the color of freshly spilled blood and was as tall as a two-story apartment. The length from his nose to the tip of his tail was the length of about two limos, or four cars.
Despite his size, he somehow looked both majestic and noble. He had become a dragon.
He stretched his wings and took off with a tired sigh as he flew in the direction that he was trained to find by listening to his instinctive navigation system toward the cocooned. 'At least it really is an egg instead of a wild goose chase that takes hours just to prove that it was just a false alarm. I'll make this quick and take note of the cocooner's name, family bloodlines, and whatever color it is. Then I will take only five or so minuets to make sure that the parents know how to take care of it as it sleeps, and as its wings grow, and then back to slumber land once I inform the Seniors. It's never going to be IT. They're just going crazy.'
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(Back with Jazz...)
Jazz walked up to Sam's house and knocked. Tucker was waiting at the door.
"Hey Jazz! We are going to meet in Sam's room first before we go down to the basement. You might want to sit down on the bed. It's pretty big news." Tucker informed Jazz, dragging her through the mansion.
'Oh, no! Something horrible must have happened! Why else would they invite me?'
When they entered Sam's room, Jazz looked around. Danny wasn't there.
'WHERE'S DANNY?! Something horrible must have happened to him! I have to go save him now! Why are Sam and Tucker just sitting around?! Wait, take deep breaths, and count to three. Ok. Now let's think about this rationally. I know that if something truly horrible had happened to Danny, then Sam would be in frenzy. She would have probably killed herself by jumping straight into action without a second thought. If she is not worried, then I shouldn't be either.'
"Jazz, Danny has been…encased in…something." Sam began. "Oh, never mind. We'll just show you. Anyway, we aren't sure on what to do or how to get him out, so we called you for your insight, and we may have hoped that you knew what was wrong with him"
'Wow, Danny must be reeeeally desperate to get out of whatever he is stuck in if he would resort to me, but why would Sam think that I knew what was wrong with him? Well, I guess that I will find out soon anyway, so I don't think that I will question her.'
So Sam began to lead them back down to the basement. Sam flicked on the light and sitting on the luxurious couch was a beautiful, giant golden egg. The sight of it almost drove her to tears for some reason that Jazz couldn't fathom. 'OH, MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHERE DID SAM GET THAT EGG?! IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL! ALL GOLDEN AND SWIRLED, I COULD STARE AT IT FOR YEARS AND STILL BE COMPLETELY BLISSFUL…'
'…Jazz….Jazz! …JAZZ!!!!!!!!' Sam screamed in Jazz's ears while she waved a hand in front of Jazz's vacant eyes.
"What… Who…Where…Oh, sorry Sam, I guess I kind of zoned out there. What a beautiful artifact. Where did you get it?" Jazz questioned, sneaking looks at the egg.
"Where's Danny? Errr, I mean what is he stuck in?" She asked, trying to get back to topic.
"Ah, Jazz, Danny is stuck inside of that beautiful egg…" Sam began.
'WHAT!!!!!!!!! That cannot be true! There is no way that he can breathe in there. He would have been dying even as we spoke upstairs!!! Wait, he couldn't possibly be in there because I can tell even from here that there is no mechanical way to open that egg!
"Ha ha, very funny. There is no way that Danny could be in there. I can see no way to open that egg." Jazz told Sam, as well as reassuring herself as well.
"Actually, the egg formed around Danny when he fell unconscious on the sidewalk outside of my house from some overwhelming sense of tiredness…" Sam began to explain to Jazz.
Jazz stopped hearing her as soon as she realized that Danny hadn't been captured into something, or had accidentally trapped himself. 'He is in there! HE IS IN THAT EGG! HE PROBABLY HAS LITTLE TO NO AIR!!!! HE IS PROBABLY DYING!!!! I NEED TO SAVE HIM!!!!!!!!!!!' Suddenly, Jazz's head began to hurt. She rubbed it. The pain began to disappear, but a large sense of weariness began to overcome her.
"Guys," Jazz interrupted Sam, yawning. "I don't feel quite right any more. I am starting to get really, really sleepy."
"Oh, no. Don't you fall asleep on us too…!" Sam began, but was too late as Jazz had fallen over onto the couch as she was speaking and had closed her eyes. Just as it had happened to Danny, Jazz opened her eyes only once. Just long enough to see purple vapors begin to float around her head. She, too, felt a comforting flow that seemed to be coming from the back of her head. She had only enough time to think two thoughts. 'I guess I know how Danny felt. At least now I can protect him in the afterlife instead of sitting there powerless.' With that, she fell into a thoughtless, dreamless sleep, with the vapor cradling her like a baby's mother.
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ameliato2004: I don't think this is among the better of my righting, but I don't think that I can do much better. I have always wanted to leave someone on a cliffhanger, so YEAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!;} I'll start working on Chapter 3 soon, but don't expect it until next weekend. The longest you may have to wait is 2 weeks. Depending on my school schedule and my parents. To all of those Danny Phantom Fanfiction writer!!!!!!!!!!! I love most of your stories, so thank you for posting them!!!!!!!!Bye!!!!!!!!!!!