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Fire and Ice

Chapter 3

Last Time

"Have fun dude. May the force be with you." Tucker said in a solemn tone, before turning and walking out the doors and into freedom. Danny looked wistfully after him and sighed, walking to the band room to see what he was in store for. Dash was already in the room when he got there. He was folding what looked like programs.

"Ah, Mr. Fenton." Mr. Kirby greeted. "I have the perfect job for you to complete."


Danny collapsed to the floor of the band room and wiped the sweat from his brow. Mr. Kirby had made him move all the marching tubas from the shelves along the wall to the tuba cubbies. The tuba section themselves had protested this rather vehemently; they hated to have someone not in the band mess with their instruments. Danny stood back up and cracked his back and headed over to Mr. Kirby.

"I'm done, Mr. Kirby. Can I go?" Danny asked with a pant. Lifting twelve twenty-four pound tubas into cubbies that were right below the ceiling had been difficult. Kirby had told him that he couldn't use his ghost powers, so Danny had been forced to climb up the ladder that the drum major had dragged out of one of the back rooms and climb up it with the tuba in hand.

"You are most certainty not done Mr. Fenton. You and Mr. Baxter are going to help our drum major, Patrick and a few other band members set up the sound equipment, crow's nest, drum major stand, and help them paint lines on the marching field." Mr. Kirby waved a well-toned boy over. Danny assumed that this had to be Patrick. He was tall, lean, muscular, and had long curly brown hair that he had swept up into a ponytail. He wore khaki shorts and a muscle shirt. His arms and legs were covered in scratches and scars and his tennis shoes had holes all in them. Mr. Kirby put his arm around Patrick's shoulders. "Let them help you set up."

Patrick nodded and saluted Mr. Kirby, who laughed, and told Danny and Dash to follow him. He led the way outside and over to a huge structure that was made of metal and had two boys and two girl leaning up against it. Patrick stopped and waved Danny and Dash foreword.

"Danny and Dash, this is Robert, Aaron, Brittany and Jordan." Robert walked up and firmly shook both Danny and Dash's hands before slapping Danny on the back causing Danny to pitch foreword slightly.

"Hope you're ready to work. We have to set up for marching rehearsal and pack up the black truck." Robert was definitely different, Danny decided. Aaron was also kinda weird. He yelled a lot and wore a fedora to his marching practice. The two girls, Brittany and Jordan, were relatively normal, Danny decided, and embarrassed by how the boys acted. Danny decided that they must act like this often.

Over the next forty-five minutes, Danny was given a new definition to hard work. Sure ghost fighting was tough, but the kids in the band were working harder than he'd ever had to. While he had been helping Aaron move the drum major stand into place, Aaron had old him that they practiced at least ten hours a day. Starting early in the morning, having a four hour break and coming back at night and marching until they decided they were good enough to go home. He helped Patrick set up the crow's nest, which was a tall ladder like structure, which Mr. Kirby stood on to watch the band from above and make sure that they had all of their marching right.

The last thing that Danny and Dash had to endure before leaving for the day was loading the band truck (known affectionately to the band kids as the black turck). It was a feat like no other which caused Danny to use every bit of flexibility, muscle, and intelligence that he had. Eventually, Danny and Dash were told just to sit down and stay out of the way by Patrick. They watched as Patrick, Robert, Aaron and a new boy, Jacob, formed a line on the back of the truck and threw the tubas that Danny had had so much trouble with earlier to each other to get them to the back faster.

Kirby came out right when the truck was finished loading and gave them the go-ahead to leave. Dash was gone before Kirby had said goodbye, but Danny had opted to shake Patrick's hand and tell him to call if he ever needed any assistance. Patrick had just smiled and told him to leave. Danny rushed behind the school and transformed into his alter ego before finally leaving the school grounds to go on patrol.


Danny stuffed the last of his stuff into his large overnight bag and struggled with the zipper. He was leaving out for the Appalachian Mountains later in the morning with Sam and Tucker. They had finished packing the specter speeder the night before with camping equipment and now Danny was finishing up the last of his own packing. Finally getting the zipper done. Danny quietly walked down the stairs to the basement to throw his bag in with the rest of the stuff. He had the house to himself today. His mom and dad had been out of town for the last four days and would be back later that night and Jazz was spending all day looking at the local community college.

Danny's doorbell rang and he trudged up the stairs to answer it. Danny opened the door to find a chipper Sam and a not so awake Tucker, who about fell onto the floor when Sam pushed him, and his bags, through the door. Danny snickered and helped both of them down to the basement.

"Is everything ready?" Sam asked Danny as he put both her, and Tucker's bags into the back of the specter speeder.

"Yep. We can leave whenever you're ready. I had my mom install an autopilot in the speeder so that we won't have to drive the whole way there. All we have to do is sit back and relax." Danny said in a happy tone. "And I've locked up the ghost portal. No one can get in it until we get back and that includes my parents. Right now, there are no working portals anywhere, only natural portals." Danny nodded. He was finally satisfied that nothing was going to get out of the portal while he was gone.

"Then let's go!" Tucker shouted to them from where he had curled up on the backseat. "I'm trying to get some sleep!"

Danny laughed and it wasn't too long before Sam joined him. They both joined Tucker in the cockpit and turned on the speeder. Danny flipped the autopilot switch and sat down next to Sam in the front seat.

"Let the vacation now begin!"


A/N: You don't have to tell me, I know most of you don't like it. I wanted to incorporate some band stuff into this chapter. I'm in the middle of band camp right now and that's really all that I have on my mind at the moment. If you're in band then you know how I feel.

All of the characters in the band section are real people and are my friends. They don't know I write fanfiction (well two do, but they don't count). The times I listed are also real. We DO practice ten hours a day. It's hard, but rewarding. I'm hoping the band section also showed you that Danny is not the strongest person. I think I might have made him too strong in gym, but this should fix it. I can tell you now, trying to pick up those tubas I was talking about is not fun.

I'm sorry if you don't like this chapter. It didn't do a whole lot for the story, but, to me, it was necessary. I also didn't want to leave you off not knowing what Danny did in detention.

So, review and tell me how bad, or good it was. I really want to know!!

Thanks to:

AlElricFan1001, Akemi Clevek, TPcrazy, and siencefreak330!

So… that's it. Please review!! And if you have questions about any band stuff, review and ask and I'll answer them in the next chapter!

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