Hey guys! I'm back on track! Have fun reading! Oh, and I still don't own Danny Phantom!
Danny's POV
I had no time to clean up the room and leave, so I smoothed out the bed and closed the bathroom door. My plan was to hold the doorknob to make the person trying to open it think it's broken. It was either this, or get found. My clothes were still wet on the towel rack and the towels were still piled on the floor. Plus the sink and shower were covered in water droplets from being used.
Just outside the door, I heard someone switch a vacuum on. I figured this person would be busy with this for at least a few minutes. Quickly, I phased back down to Sam's room. She was reading again, but this time it was easier to get her attention. "Sam!" I whispered harshly in her ear. She sot up, thinking I was pranking her again.
"What are you doing?" she questioned.
"There's someone in my room vacuuming right now! I need you to distract them so I have time to clean up the bathroom!" I franticly explained. She got up and ran upstairs. I phased back up and began to get my stuff from the bathroom. I took my clothes down and carefully hung up the towels. Thankfully, they didn't look to wet. I dried the sink as best I could with a washcloth and did the same with the shower. Thinking fast, I threw the washcloth in the sink and balled up my clothes in my hands.
I phased out of the bathroom and tapped Sam on the shoulder to let her know the coast was clear. She jumped a little, but the maid didn't notice. Without a goodbye, I flew out of her house, and to the park.
"When will my life ever get easy?" I muttered to myself. All the stuff I've had to deal with lately was driving my crazy! Worst of all, I couldn't even go back home.
In the middle of my thoughts, I heard a faint beeping down below. I looked around and sure enough, my Mom was down there with a tracker. Before I could get anywhere she looked directly up at me. Even after turning invisible, she still followed my every move. I think she had some sort of upgrade on her goggles.
For whatever reason, she wasn't shooting at me, as if she was waiting for me to run. However, as soon as I realized this, she shot me out of the sky. I plummeted to the ground but before I hit it, I was sucked into the Fenton Thermos.
Maddie's POV
I had finally caught the ghost boy! After years of him being a pain in my butt, he was finally in my thermos! Immediately, I took him to the lab.
When I let him out, he was unconscious. That made it easier to strap him down. But I have to admit, he was kind of heavy. Now all I had to do was wait. Then I could get some answers out of him.
Once he finally came to, he seemed to have no clue what was going on. "Where? Wha-AAAH! What have you done to me?" he yelled.
"Nothing yet, ghost," I retorted, getting in his face, "I want answers! And if you won't give them to me, I'll shock them out of you!" He gave me a look like a deer in the headlights. "First question: How do you change your form?"
"I don't know! I just... think about it or something..." he trailed off. That wasn't an answer I was going to take. I moved to pull the lever that was obviously going to shock him, but he stopped me.
"Wait, wait, wait! You can't shock me for honestly not knowing something!" I paused for a minuet.
"Okay then, what do you know about your powers?" I asked, not letting him get off scott free without giving me any info.
"All I know is that I got them when I was electrocuted by the Fenton Portal and it tool a long time for me to get control of them." he answered.
"How do you know how your own powers work?"
"If you accidentally got zapped by a contraption you only went inside on a dare and had no interest in experimenting on yourself, would you know anything about them?" He had a point. I decided to change the subject to keep it from getting awkward.
"Next question: How long have you been hiding this?" I blurted out, trying to progress the conversation. He's supposed to be afraid of me. However, he wasn't the slightest bit nervous!
"Three years, give or take about a month," the ghost replied cockily, "Honestly I have no idea best guess is incompetence on your part because my excuses for bad behavior and grades have been horrific!"
"You're getting shocked just for that last remark!" I spat while pulling the leaver. I could see the agony written all over his face, but he didn't make a sound. Probably didn't want to "give me the satisfaction." Either way, I let the electricity course through him. That is, until he passed out. I turned off the device and as soon as I did, he reverted back to the form of my son.
The black and white jumpsuit morphed into baggy jeans and a red and white t-shirt. His ghostly white hair changed to a nice, normal, raven black. He was no longer an evil ghost, he was my son. Danny Fenton. For a split second, I thought about how good my son was. And how maybe it wasn't just an act to get on the town's good side. Maybe he was a genuine hero.