Disclaimer: I wish I wish I owned Danny Phantom! Desiree: -turns me into Butch Hartman- AHHHHHHHHH! CHANGE ME BACK CHANGE ME BACK! -is changed back-
Warning: I think Sam is a bit OOC.
First thing Vlad noticed when he came home was the giant mess in the kitchen. He raised his eyebrow at the discarded dessert goods and bags of chips sloppily thrown everywhere as a maid was beginning to pick it up. Thank goodness he had them to clean up after the two teenagers.
Second thing he noticed was the loud blaring of a TV. He located the noise to his game-watching room. Zeke was lying on the couch, watching the game while holding his prized possession.
"Who's winning?" Vlad asked, looking at the TV.
"Packers winning with seven to nothing," Zeke replied immediately, moving his legs up so that Vlad could sit.
"Where's your sister?" he asked, sitting on the couch.
"Dunno, don't care," he responded.
Vlad and Zeke both cheered loudly when the Packers scored and won the game. Vlad felt as if they bonded slightly over their love for the Packers already.
"Let's go find your sister," he told Zeke as he turned off the TV, who nodded. Vlad made him put the football back before they went on the hunt for Isadora.
They found Isadora in the kitchen which had been cleaned. After a quick dinner, they all watched a movie together. The two teens insisted on a Dead Teacher marathon. Vlad didn't understand it, but he loved having his daughter lean against him during the movie and see his son sprawled out on the floor while it played.
The next morning Vlad woke up Zeke. No, let me rephrase that. Vlad zapped him in the butt (causing him to whine and lay on his back), dragged him out of bed (which was unsuccessful, for Zeke flew back into the bed and under the covers), poured cold water on him (he turned intangible and phased it off) and even tried to convince him that some teen superstar was knocking at the door (he wasn't interested in it like other teens). Nothing woke up the snoring halfa clone until Isadora kicked him in a weak spot. It made him scream and roll over and off the bed in pain. Oh yeah. He certainly woke up.
Vlad did manage to stop somewhere and get them clothing. He found a black button up and jeans for Zeke and a red t-shirt and jeans for Isadora. It fit them. Now to be ruined financially by taking them to the one place he dreaded.
The Amity Park Mall.
As a billionaire, he normally had his clothing custom made by top fashion designers or in private, very expensive shops. But these were teenagers. He had a feeling that he would end up being dragged to some middle class store, but not the mall.
Not to mention that Daniel, his girlfriend and that other boy often hung around this mall. Daniel was slightly smarter than Amity Park. He wouldn't believe the random fling thing. Especially since he probably would know right off the bat that they were ghosts due to the fact that they were his children and clones. Ghost senses didn't go off around other half-ghosts however.
"Oh! Look at that store! It looks awesome!" Isadora yelled, running off towards it. Vlad winced. The name stood out in bright red letters: Hot Topic. Just looking at the outside and hearing the Dumpty Humpty band playing loudly inside gave him the creeps. And he was half ghost.
Unfortunately for him, Zeke ran in after her. He was forced to walk into the dark store, shivering as he looked around him inside. It seemed like a normal store, but just for Goths. His eyes widened at the one wall of the store that held more revealing outfits, praying that Isadora didn't notice them.
Thankfully, she was more interested in the t-shirts and wild-styled jeans. The two apparently took on Daniel's fondness for t-shirts and jeans. In no time they found a stack of t-shirts and jeans, plus a few skirts for Isadora.
"Can we go look around?" Isadora asked. Vlad paused and stared at her.
"You mean in other stores?" he asked, a bit nervous either way.
"That, and I want to look around Amity Park. We've never been outside before," she replied, staring back.
"I wanna look around too!" Zeke yelled out.
"I don't know…" he said uncomfortably. "I mean…I don't have any way of contacting you."
"We'll be fine. We have ghost powers and it's a mall," Isadora argued. Vlad sighed softly.
"Alright, but you both have to be back at the mansion by six for dinner. Also, if anybody asks, you are my children that recently came to live with me after your mother's death. Do not tell anybody you are clones or half-ghost. Do not use your powers either. Understand?"
"Understood," they replied in unison.
After handing them some money and watching them walk off, Vlad immediately began to make his way towards a cell phone store. He would surprise them with it at dinner.
Isadora immediately separated from Zeke and changed her clothing in the rest room. She put on the Fire Nation t-shirt she bought from Hot Topic along with black jeans that had red splatters on them, representing blood. She also put on the black bracelets and black choker necklace to accompany red and black converse. Afterwards, she used the bathroom mirror to apply a small touch of make-up before heading out.
She found herself drawn to Gamestop. Just because Doom sucked doesn't mean other games have to, right?
"Need any help miss?"
Isadora shook her head no as she browsed the computer games. None of them seemed very interesting.
Until she came across World of Warcraft.
It was like Doom, but better. So many more character features, more worlds to discover and more monsters to kill. Not to mention more players, which meant more challenges.
And did Isadora love a challenge.
As she reached for a copy, her hand touched somebody else's.
"You're that girl from Doom!" cried the dark-skinned boy. Isadora blinked at him, and the black haired, boy in white behind him.
Zeke wasn't sure what to do after his sister split on him like that. He decided, after seeing her come out of the bathroom in her new clothing, that maybe he should put on something else as well. He went into the bathroom, and emerged in black jeans, black Humpty Dumpty t-shirt with spiky bracelets and a new chain wallet in which he put the money his dad gave him. No to mention combat boots.
He roamed until he reached a Skulk n Lurk. Zeke had taken notice of a store sharing the same title on the way to the mall, but he never guessed it was a chain store. It looked interesting, so he stepped inside the bookstore.
After dodging a couple hastily walking out with armfuls of books, he quickly walked to a bookshelf. Grabbing a random book, he read the back before shoving it back in disgust. The book sounded horrible.
Zeke checked out a few more books before he reached for a Stephen King book. As he grabbed it, somebody else did too.
"You're the guy who kept stalking me on said game," she replied dryly, letting go of the game and letting the techno geek take it.
"You're hotter in person," he said in a flirty tone, checking her out briefly. "And you like World of Warcraft? We're meant to be together."
"How are we meant to be together? I don't even know who you are."
"I'm Tucker. Tucker Foley." Isadora noticed that the black haired boy in white slapped his forehead in embarrassment at the African-American. "That's TF as in Too Fine!"
"I'm Isadora," she said a bit slowly, introducing herself. "Isadora Masters."
"Masters?" the black haired boy said loudly, raising an eyebrow. "As in Vlad Masters?"
Isadora nodded.
"He's my father," she told him, noticing the color drain from his face.
"Vlad's a lonely old man in need of a cat!" he yelped. "How can he have kids!"
"When a man and woman love each other really much, or are bored or drunk, they-," Isadora began to explain before Danny cut her off.
"I know that part!" he snapped.
Isadora snorted in amusement at this boy. He was entertaining.
"Wanna come with us to the food court?" Tucker asked, jerking his thumb into the general direction of said location.
"Eh. Why not?"
"Sorry. You can have it. I've already read it, it's just that my copy got destroyed in a ghost attack," the female told him, backing off.
"It's okay. You can have it. My dad is a horror novel freak, he probably has it somewhere in his house," Zeke replied, handing it to her. She smiled and accepted it.
"You sure? It's the only copy they'll have until a new shipment comes in."
"I'm sure," he replied, smiling back.
"Thanks," she replied putting it on top of another book she picked out. "So you like Stephen King?"
"I'm a fan," Zeke told her. "I'm Zeke. Short for Ezekiel."
"I'm Sam. Short for Samantha," Sam told him.
"Sam? It suits you."
"Thanks. Hey, I'm going to meet my friends in the food court in a minute. Wanna tag along?"
"Sure."