I DON'T OWN DANNY PHANTOM OR RELATED THEMES. I OWN MY CHARACTERS AND INVENTIONS USED THAT WERE NOT CREATED BY THE FENTONS.
A/N: Update time! (I should be studying… oh well…)
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Burnage and Boxage
Tucker and Sam found me a few minutes after I left the building, heading back towards were we had been enjoying our lunch. Both seemed a little worried, though.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"We got separated from Cassy and Zach in the confusion…" Tucker explained, looking around. I did a quick sweep of the school yard, finding that there were still some patches of grass on fire.
"Let's split up and look for them, alright?" I suggested, walking forward quickly. Sam started on my left, Tucker looking around the wreckage to my right. It took a few moments, but I finally found them under one of the tables that thankfully didn't catch fire.
Cassy was shaking and pale, looking pretty freaked out, while Zach was sitting next to her, his face tight with pain.
"You guys alright?" I asked, holding out a hand to offer them help climbing out. Cassy's head quickly turned to look at me, while Zach looked up.
"I got hit by some of the fire," he explained, showing me the burn covering his left arm. I nodded and helped them out before calling to Sam and Tucker that I found them. Zach's arm did look really bad, and Cassy was shaking a little.
"What happened?" Sam asked, looking at Zach's arm.
"We got separated from you guys in the confusion. When we were trying to figure out what to do, I accidently caught the sleeve of my shirt on fire. Cassy put it out, and we took cover under the table," Zach explained. I saw Sam frown and glance at me, but I only shrugged.
"Let's get you two to the nurse," I suggested, leading the two that way.
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Later that night, I was doing another round of Amity Park before turning in for bed. This time, Sam and Tucker were helping me, riding their scooter through the street.
"You sure you should be doing this, dude?" Tucker asked through the Fenton Phones.
"Doing what?" I asked.
"Flying around with two elite ghost hunters hunting you," Sam clarified, through what sounded like clenched teeth.
"Look, I'll be fine. Hunter's one arm is out of commission right now. He got hit by that dragon ghost's flame," I explained.
"Which arm?" Sam asked urgently.
"The left one…" I said, wondering why she sounded like it was important.
"Hmm…"
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing. Docks are clear, by the way," Sam said, changing the subject. I shook my head.
"So is the park," Tucker added. "Anything on your end, Danny?"
"Nope, all cle-" I cut off as my ghost sense went off. "Forget that, I have ghost activity near the Nasty Burger," I quickly told them, looking around for the source.
"I am the Box Ghost! Master of all things card board and cubical! BEWARE!" The shot came from the alley behind the Nasty Burger. I flew in that direction, and stopped.
"You're a nuisance, that's what you are!" retorted Ghost, who was easily dodging the boxes thrown at her, standing calmly on the railing of a fire escape. I landed on the roof of the fast food joint, watching.
"Stand still!" Box Ghost whined, throwing more boxes at her.
"No, I don't think I will," the playful smile on her face grew. She suddenly lept into the air over the boxes, her right foot glowing green. She flew right up to him and back flipped in the air, her glowing foot catching the Box Ghost under the chin and sending him straight up. She then pulled a gadget from her belt and pointed it at the Box Ghost.
"Want the box?" She grinned, showing him the Cube that Hunter used earlier.
Box Ghost blinked at it, his eyes shining. He nodded like a little boy who was asked if he wanted a toy.
I saw Ghost click something on it. "Catch!" she tossed it at him, then shot backwards, grabbing the railing of the fire escape. I quickly grabbed the sign I was hiding behind.
As soon as the Box Ghost caught the Cube, it lit up, emitting the same loud sound as earlier, before he was sucked inside.
"NOOOooooo! BOX! WHY HAVE YOU BETRAYED ME!" he cried before the Cube shut down. Ghost went over and picked it up before freezing.
"I know you're there," she said in a deadly quiet voice. I bit my lip, debating on whether I should try to escape or not.
"Yet you're not trying to hurt me, why?" she asked, turning to look in my direction. I blinked. Her tone was suddenly curious.
"I have no reason to," I said, standing from where I was hiding.
"I'm a ghost hunter," she pointed out.
"And I just protect my home from evil ghosts," I responded. She blinked at me.
"But the mayor-" she began.
"Hates my guts and would do anything to get rid of me," I cut her off with a sigh. She frowned.
"Alright, answer me this, Smarty-pants. Why did you lie earlier?" Ghost asked, placing her hands on her hips.
"Would you have believed me if I said I liked to learn?" I joked, causing her to laugh, thus breaking the tension building between us.
"How's Hunter's arm?" I asked. She frowned.
"Bad enough that I wouldn't let him come hunt tonight," she answered.
"Hm," I nodded, though that really didn't answer my question.
"Look, I… have to go…" Ghost said, turning.
"What, you're not going to try to catch me?" I asked, crossing my arms. She stopped and looked at me.
"I'm starting to feel that you're not evil, Phantom. Make one false move, however, and you'll be joining the Box Ghost," she said, holding up the Cube.
I held my hands up in my defense. "Fair enough," I smiled, letting her fly away.
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A/N: And here I end it! So Ghost is actually warming up to Danny. What about Hunter? And who guessed that it was Vlad who hired the two? And Box Ghost was just too fun to have when I realized the exact shape of Hunter's version of the Fenton Thermos XD
