That day, some things had changed. Whether for better or worse? You may decide.
Danny sat on his bed, shaking slightly and staring into his mirror reflection's eyes with unnatural focus. Tucker was stiffly perched on a chair, and Sam was in the bathroom trying to calm herself down. The air practically crackled with tension, and it was only broken by the furniture's creaking caused by fidgeting.
"Tucker… what happened down there?" Tucker started and nearly fell off the chair, but caught himself just in time. "Dude… it was freaky. You looked right dead!"
Danny gulped, and his reply was a little shaky but loud still. "How could I look dead? I'm not dead!" Tucker flinched and looked away, and Danny took a deep breath to try and calm himself. "Sorry, man. It was just so- freaky! Your hair had turned white, you were all burned and stuff and it was kinda scary, you glowed too."
A half whimper escaped from Danny. "Why me… Does this mean I'm a ghost-!" He cut himself off with a yelp as a halo of light appeared round his middle and split, travelling over and changing him as it went along its way. This time both Danny and Tucker had shielded their eyes, and the afro American teen nearly screamed.
"It's happened again!" Danny stared at him, slightly afraid and confused. "I don't feel different." Tucker forced his eyes to look dead on at his friend's now cold ones, and stumbled out a reply. " Sam- can we use the bathroom?"
A quiet 'yeah' came from the bathroom along with the sound of a door opening and footsteps. Sam bumped into Tucker, looked up, and stopped. "Where's Danny? You said we…" Tucker turned to look behind him, and gasped. "He was right behind me!"
Danny's voice came out of nowhere. "I'm still here…" And suddenly he flickered into vision, frowning in confusion and his eyes a little too wide for him to seem entirely calm. Sam gulped, and turned around. We all walked into the bathroom silently and went in front of a full-length mirror Jazz had insisted be put in there.
Danny screamed, and it was then that he noticed his voice echoing. The scream died out, and seemed to rebound against thin air. "Wh-what is that?!" He whispered, sinking down onto the floor, pointing a shaky finger at the mirror. Tucker went to speak, but Sam beat him to it. "Danny. That's you."
Danny turned his head to her slowly, and pushed himself backwards trembling. "That can't be me, that, that thing looks dead! I'm still alive- I can still think!" The halo of white that split along his waist with a vague warm feeling only freaked him out more, and he fell backwards in shock and fear.
Oh, and he fell through the bath. Tucker covered his mouth in shock, and Sam stared blankly at him, then her eyes widened. "Maybe you're not dead- not completely. I mean- you look human now, right?"
Slowly, Danny nodded- well aware of how strange this situation seemed. Tucker nodded as well, quiet. "Maybe, you're only half ghost. Maybe we can work through this.
A.N
Well, if you guys want me to I can include the first month, or if you don't we can have a timeskip- please review your choice. Welp.. don't know how long I can keep updating like this but wth. Enjoy while it lasts.
BCoH, signing out.