"I don't know what you are talking about." she tried to close the door.
The black man slid a foot in the door. "Wisconsin, 12 years ago. It took quiet some time for the government to track you down. We want all the notes on it, as well all the equipment and the project it's self.
"It failed. The notes were destroyed. Good bye." once again she tried to close the door.
The man wedged the door open father. "Madam, will you let us in to see for our selves."
"Not without a warrant. Now if you would be so kind as to leave, before I call the police."
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"Wait, you're telling me that you woke up with a tail?" Tucker snickered. "What are you? Monkey Fist?"
"Hush!" Danny looked around to make sure no one heard. "It's mot a monkey tail, but man is it uncomfortable."
"Hope you don't lose your pants."
He grabbed them and adjusted them, not that it did any good. There was no way to relive the extra pressure. "I have a belt. It really itches and makes the whole thing worst. I'm crammed in here and if I don't twist it around my leg, it'll show."
"That sucks… So can I see it?" Tucker shifted his back pack.
"That's what Sam asked. Sure, after school I'll show it to both of you. Maybe we can figure out why I have it. But if you touch it like Jazz did, I'll overshadow you and make you run around naked."
Tucker gulped. "Got it."
Aside from being horribly uncomfortable, and failing Lancer's pop quiz, the day wasn't particularly eventful, until P.E.
Danny was sitting on the bleaches, minding his own business. He wasn't allowed to wander around due to Jazz's excuse.
"Hey, Fentoad! Why are you sitting out? Too afraid to play wit the better kids? Loser." Dash and his goons laughed.
"Leave me alone Dash. I'm sick." Danny turned away, trying to ignore them. Dash had other plans.
"Hey, let's play Fenton ball. Guess who gets to be the ball?" The jock yanked up the smaller teen by the collar.
"Here Kwan, catch." Dash tossed Danny one handed at his friend.
Danny felt himself self be caught, and he looked around. Kids were gathering to watch the fight.
"I don't know, he is a little small for a ball. Hey is this a belt?' Kwan picked him up and launched him at Dash. A side step ensured that Danny landed on his face.
"I don't want Fentonio's loser germs all over me! Be careful where you throw him"
A warning whistle from one of the crowd rang out, and up marched Mrs. Munchwrath marched up in all her over weight glory.
Dash smelled opportunity. "He just up and attacked me Mrs. Munchwrath. I barely dodged out of the way."
"But I…"
"Fenton! Detention! After school. Perhaps a few hundred lines as to why it isn't right to attack people might do you good, trouble maker."
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On his way home, things went from bad to worse. Klemper showed up causing several cars to crash with his ice breath. The fool was getting quiet frustrated because no one wanted to be his friend.
Danny ducked behind a dumpster and took on his alter ego. He got one lucky break, the jumpsuit seemed to adapt to his needs, and the pain the rear was able to move freely, and it inverted to match his outfit.
However, it also made things more dangerous if it were to be seen….
Kemper picked up the dumpster. "Will you be my friend?"
"No!" Danny reached for the thermos but got the dumpster dropped on him. "Ouch."
He fazed under it and uppercut Klemper under the chin. "That's it! My day officially can not get any worst. First the tail thing, then failing my test, then getting a detention for being bullied, and now instead of a nice relaxing evening at home I'm out fighting you!"
Kemper grabbed onto his tail and swung him into a near by brick wall, the pavement and let go, flinging him though the glass window of a department store. "I hate my life."
"Now will you be my friend?"
Danny just pointed the opened and of the thermos at him.
