Hey everyone look whose back?! I had you all waiting in suspense for a long time, so I'm surprising you with this new chapter! Fall semester is in full swing! Living on campus for the first time and so far I have survived the first few weeks here! Allergies are killing me, but other than that I'm having a good time here! Got a small part-time job on campus too so I will as busy as before!

Please read and review, and as always ENJOY!

(Four year ago, back on the fields in Ancient Athens and inside Pandora's Battle Ring)

CLANG!

Danny whipped his left arm out, brushing the giantess' feet with his shield, just like she did seconds ago, and she too was surprised. Quickly gaining the upper hand, Danny pulled his short sword from his side and charged again! Pandora was prepared for the strike, her second shield blocked his left swipe and her spear was ready to skewer his stomach! Knocking the weapon down with a quick parry, the two quickly separated to the opposites of the ring.

Their eyes watched the other, waiting in silence while beads of sweat dripping from Danny's forehead and cheek. The Prince was gasping for breath, and he was feeling muscles he didn't know he could feel crying for a break! After the long and tiresome warmup, Danny could only dodge and parry, but for how long? His body was not use to this intensiveness, and he thought Skulker was being ruthless on him before! Pandora was doing a good job whipping him up into better shape. What else did she have in store for him?!

"AAAARRGH!" Pandora released a blue ghost blast at Danny, snapping him out of his thinking. On instinct he raised his shield, but didn't see where the blast was being aimed at. The power from her beam blew Danny off his feet, making him skid a few feet successfully out of the ring.

"Zoning out while in the heat of battle could cost you young Prince. I'd advise you to keep heavy thinking down to a low minimal when facing Arataxes." Pandora twirled her spear in one hand while approaching Danny's tired body. Pandora's body blocked the Sun above their heads, her red eyes still fierce from the spar. Danny was quickly seized by the back hem of his chiton and soon Pandora was in his face. "We will need to work on your focus. We can't have our Prince, soon to be King lose his focus against a vicious hungry lion now, can we?" Pandora jabbed his chest gently like a mother would when correcting her child.

"*gulp **pant* Yes mam." Danny was truly exhausted, almost two hours straight of intensive working out, and the first hour was just a warm-up! His feet would be heavy as lead before the day was over!

"I hope you two are hungry! Time for a break!" a new voice called out to the warriors, and both turned their attention to the newcomer, who practically floated towards the field.

"Ah! Do I smell that delicious aroma of your best vegetable soup? I hope you have some good pork roast sandwiches to go with that!" Pandora dropped Danny back to the ground and ventured off to the delicious food coming their way. Danny groaned when the dust cleared, wobbling his way up to his knees. He coughed a bit when the wind was knocked out of his stomach, but when he looked up to see Pandora-

!

"Oh! You must be Prince Daniel! A pleasure to finally see you up in person, your highness!" a soft voice, much more gentle than Pandora, was standing before him. Slowly getting to his feet, the ghost before him was a form of milky transparency, a wisp that could be blown away in the wind. A white skirt dragged on the grass that was connected to narrow hips, midway of the peplos that was bunched at the hips. Now on his two feet, he was faced to face with a very pale ghost, a servant with a hood over their head.

Danny couldn't see the ghost's top facial features, for they were blocked from the shadow inside the hood. However he could see the round bottoms of soft cheeks, a rounded chin, and small lips that held a smile.

"Thank you, fair maide-!" Danny almost jumped out of his ghost self when he peered into milky white irises. No other color or even pupils for that matter.

"Is something wrong your highness?" she tilted her head, an expression of confusion written over her shadow-like face.

"Children! Don't dawdle now! The vegetable soup is growing cold!" Pandora called to them before continuing her lunch. The female spirit turned back to the giantess, and floated back to her side. Danny, with some difficulties made it to the sweet smelling aroma calling his name. The lady spirit pour him a bowl.

"Your majesty." she kindly offered him, and Danny nodded his thank before practically inhaling the hot broth down his weak esophagus.

"Oh my goodness!" the servant was startled as Danny coughed from the forced feeding he put himself through. "No worries your highness. I made plenty for the both of you, so please take it slow. You don't have to swallow everything in one gulp." The servant advised gently once Danny stopped coughing. She offered a cup of water to help his throat.

"Thank you." and she nodded with a smile.

"I don't believe you two have official met! Prince Daniel, this is the talented cook from yesterday," Pandora gestured to the wispy ghost woman who now stood tall in front of the sitting Prince. "Meet Krystallia." said ghost bowed before the Prince, lifting her skirt with both hands with her smile soft and kind.

"Your majesty."

"Krystallia, very unique. I like it." Danny nodded back, politely smiling. He noticed a twinge of pink sprout over her cheeks before they dimmed back to chalky white. Danny smiled up at her face, for she was truly different from any ghost he had encountered in the Ghost Zone. "What a mysterious ghost she is. Almost like she will disappear... from existence." now that Danny thought about it, he looked to see that some of her dress would vanish before reappearing. He looked back at her face that still held a soft smile, but now it drooped ... sad.

"Prince Daniel! Lunch is over! Time to get back to training again!" Pandora did not give Danny the chance for a second bowl or any extra food, for Pandora half dragged him back to the stone plate ring.

"Oh no. My legs just went to sleep!" Danny could feel the start of legs shaking from the numbness of sitting. He looked back at the tasty looking pork sandwiches he didn't get a chance to eat, but as he glanced at the servant cleaning up their picnic, her milky eyes-

had flashed a bright blue before she turned to float back to the kitchen.

"Blue? I saw blue-"

"DANIEL! PAY ATTENTION!"

THWACK!

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"She did not have to add on two-hundreds laps after the workout today. I was focused-and did she have to really hit me that hard with the shield?! At least I can feel the goose egg go down." Danny groaned wobbled his way to his temporary room, the bed looking so inviting. Just a few more steps-

BANG!

"Sir Daniel!" his door swung open with a bang, which scared the tired Prince to completely miss his bed. Instead of going forward, he flopped backwards onto the hard floor. He groaned louder as he saw black spots cloud his vision. Rubbing his abused skull, and the goose egg that swelled even bigger, he glared up at the ugly fifty eyed monster that stormed into his room earlier this morning.

"What, is it now?" Danny growled, trying to keep the feral gnashing of his teeth to a minimum when he spoke.

"The bathhouse has been prepared for you to use for the evening. Please follow me." Danny wanted sleep, to be ready for tomorrow's grueling workout, but he wouldn't have time for a bath if his morning was a repeat like today. Danny grumbled, but lazily floated behind the monster as he walked down two hallways of the same house to the private bathhouse. The wide open bathhouse was polished marble everywhere, and the waters were almost sea foam green, with thick steam rising from the bath. A towel was left for him to dry off and the monster left him to his cleaning. Danny glanced at the cuts and bruises littered all over his arms and legs that Pandora gave through the hard training. If this looked like a lot, he couldn't wait to see what new pain and beauty marks he would earn tomorrow-this was only day ONE!

Removing his dirty chiton and sandals, he slipped into the very inviting waters, sighing loudly at how fast the heat was working quickly to his exhausted muscles and bones. The marble was a little cold against his shoulders, but the sudden temperature change went away when he sunken head deep into the waters.

Danny held his breath, letting the heat work all over his body and relaxing the tension from his muscles. Today was brutal, a total wake up call that Danny had been slacking bad during his training with Skulker, or was the ex-hunter not as driven as Pandora's crazy workout plans? And the lunch breaks were almost worse, a swallow of soup was not going to last him during the upcoming practices.

Maybe he could talk to the lady servant earlier today about getting in enough food. He never did get the chance to give her his compliments about her good vegetable soup. Speaking of the servant ghost, Krystallia, she was a mystery all on her own. He wondered what was her story.

Done with his soak and thinking for the night, Danny rose from the hot waters and began to wash himself clean from dirt and grime. Returning to his room clean and refreshed, he dove into his bed and was knocked out just as his head hit the pillow.

(Four hours later...)

SLAM!

"RISE AND SHINE DANIEL! TIME TO GET READY FOR BREAKFAST!" the green multiple eyed monster looked at the empty bed to now seeing the Prince on the floor rolled like a burrito.

"Okay-This routine is going have me lose it before my trial." Danny hissed as he glared hard at the monster at his door.

(Three whole months later...)

"OKAY! I take that back! THIS routine, will make me lose it before my trial." Danny have finally made it to the picnic grounds where he and Pandora have their lunch after morning practice. His legs were still wobbly from practice, but he was starting to get use to the work load. He kept that thought to himself, for the last time he spoke his thoughts Pandora was happy to add on extra weight training.

Hey, you try carrying a whole cow on your back while running around the track, and tell me it wasn't over the top!

"Just on time young Prince!" Krystallia smiled at the tired halfa as he crawled on his knees to a free bench to rest. The servant brought a steaming hot bowl of soup, and Danny nodded his thanks before chugging the soup down without pause. Kyrstallia had stopped trying to get the Prince to drink his soup slower, she knew he was parched and starving from the rigorous workout that Pandora put him through. Instead she giggled to herself when Danny would almost choke on the hot soup.

"Should I even say it's hot?" Danny shook his head before holding his empty out for a refill. Wordlessly she took his bowl, but as Krystallia gave the Prince another hot bowl-

"Come now Daniel, lunch is over now! Let's get going to our next-"

"Pandora mam'!" A ghost servant appeared next to the giantess, whispering something to her ear.

"Give me a minute Daniel, I shall return shortly." Pandora left the fields with the servant ghost. Daniel took the chance to flop back against the soft grass below to relax his sore body.

"Would you like some bread with your soup?" Krystallia appeared in the Prince's view, her ghostly hood shading her face but not hiding the bright white eyes. Still hungry, Daniel sat up to take the fresh bowl of vegetable soup with a ripped piece of baguette bread at the side. Daniel smiled at the choice of soup today, for last time the shy ghost tried chicken noodle soup.

Poor Krystallia will never try to cut another ravenous chicken again.

Chuckling at the past memory, he nodded his thanks before slurping his meal.

"You are laughing about the chicken again aren't you?" looking up at the glaring eyes, and seeing her lips pout to the side Danny laughed hard this time, not ashamed he was caught. He heard her huff in annoyance before his bowl was snatched away. "I like to see you try and cut a chicken's head off before cooking the bird."

"Oh come on, Krystal," Danny wiped a tear from his eye. Her name was too long so a nickname was in order. "You have to admit, the look on your face when the chicken knocked the knife out of your hand-"

"What kind of chicken has that kind of strength?!" her exclamation made Danny curled in a ball with laughter!

"The type of chickens that are found only in Athens. Monster chickens!" Danny felt her hand give him a shove, but she was weaker so the shove was barely a push. His laughter was soon joined with her own soft giggle.

"Chickens hate me." she sighed sadly after she calmed down, now resting on the grass across from the Prince.

"Hey, I don't know about you but if I had someone holding me by the neck about to cut my head off, I think I would fight back too!"

"And where in the history of histories have you heard anyone have problems preparing a chicken?" Krystal dropped her fists on her hips, daring him to challenge her. Danny snapped his mouth shut, completely stumped. He did not have an answer to that one. Krystal raised an eyebrow, silently asking him for his answer.

"Okay, okay, so I haven't read in my history books that any chefs had problems with cooking chickens- but that does not mean they haven't slipped up before they became professionals!" Krystal took that note into consideration before waving him off. She brushed away a bang that fell out of place, prompting her hood to fall off her head.

"Which brings me to finding some new recipes to try. Any suggestion for his Majesty?"

When Danny saw her hood fall, he took in her whole face, that face he could never see until now: Round cherub facial structure with dusted freckles over the bridge of her button nose and two small braids wrapped around the crown of her hair. A well kept braid bun was pinned behind her head and a stray strand of chalk white hair curled around each of her ears. Taking in her eyes, they were a lovely shade of aquamarine that he saw the first day they met.

"Whoa." Danny had to remind himself to breath when she blinked at his silence.

"Is there something wrong?" Krystal tilted her head in confusion.

"... Beautiful."

Krystal touched her face and realized he could see her face. She gasped, leaping up to her feet.

"Excuse me your highness, forgive me-"

"Krystal wait!" but the lady was quick in her departure, her wispy self sailing away. Danny got up from his spot-

"Perfect timing Danny! I hope you are well rested now. It's time to knock up your training!" Pandora had caught Danny's arm and pulled him back towards the flat stone arena they have trained for the past two months. Danny watched as Krystal floated faster than a leaf in the wind, wondering why she fled so fast after being seen.

A question he would have to put off until training was over.

The usual routine once the two warriors entered the ring was to immediately grab a shield and sword from the small stone table outside the ring. Test your grip, practice a few swings with the new weapon and then stand ready to fight. After two hard months of continuous one-on-one training, Pandora said nothing as she too stood ready. Teacher and student stood still and waited for one of them to strike first, both reading their opponent carefully. Pandora trained Danny to read his opponent in silence, watching their body language and wait for the right moment to strike. Danny was well awake from early morning warm-up, and beads of sweat drip down his face and brow, but it did not deter him from his focus on the giantess.

Red beady eyes watched Daniel with close analysis, and with years and years and years of training, she could see his quivering body straining to wait for the right moment. His muscles have thickened throughout his stay here in Ancient Athens, and he was only here for the past three months. Height had not change, but some bulk had stayed around his shoulders and legs, along with a firmer tone of core muscles.

Pandora could see Daniel relax his shoulders and take a breath, and she knew he was making the first move. Twirling the sword in hand, she met him at the middle of the ring as he executed a quick arch with his sword.

Her first goal to Daniel's training has been completed, but for her next goal, was not up to her, entirely.

The two warriors clashed swords, their shields pounded upon and dust clouds powdered the stone ring. Daniel may had less experience with wielding a sword and shield together, but with his speed and growing strength he pushed himself between the gaps he could jumped through as he and Pandora danced.

Despite growing in strength and endurance, Pandora continued their dance until the second he was off balance- a quick sweep of her foot to get Daniel to tumbled forward. She whipped around to point her spear at his face like every practice to end their spar, but Daniel's shield pushed her spear tip away, his own spear was pointed at her nose.

Her bright red eyes stared at the tip so close to her nose, then looked at the gasping young Prince, still on the defense with shield raised high. Pandora relaxed her shoulders, and blowing out a deep hum she dropped her spear to the stone floor.

Danny jerked towards the spear that clattered to the ground in astonishment before facing the giantess, whose first pair of hands clapped as the other pair were raised in surrender.

"Well done my Prince. Well done." Daniel blinked and waited for the surprise attack, the giantess has surprised him before, but when Pandora gently pushed the spear away and walked closer he stood up with an uncertain smile. "That was wonderful match."

"Quite a show if you ask me." a new voice spoke from thin air and in a puff of purple and blue smoke, the time ghost appeared from outside the ring.

"Clockworks?" Danny gave a nod towards the new comer, Pandora doing the same before moving aside.

"Yes, Clockworks has asked of your progress, and I wanted him to witness the progress himself." Pandora patted the clock man before leaving the ring. Attention now on the panting Prince, Clockworks smiled down with patience as Danny caught his breath.

"You missed the show. *pant* *pant* Pandora almost had me beat, again. *pant* *pant* I lost count after sixty times in a row." Danny used the spear to lean his tired body against, wishing for some water to help his parched throat.

"Oh I have watched the show, and you are progressing just fine. I know you are doing well young Prince. Perhaps a walk to cool down, and I can catch you up on matters back at the castle." Danny followed alongside Clockworks back into Athens, having to walk slow for Danny to catch himself a break from his workout. Marveling through the bustling city, passing through the crowded stone streets, servants and by passers made way for the two honored ghosts of the Ghost Zone and Danny had to stop the blush from the level of respect everyone showed him.

"I still can't get use to this whole "bowing" business." Danny mumbled to the time ghost, rubbing his clammy neck from the eyes watching them.

"Soon you will grow out of the phase and it will be like a walk in the garden. Now, let me bring you up to speed on current events..." The men took there time to walk back to the giant training arena, political talk bringing Danny's head back in balance. Just growing strong wouldn't help Daniel become King, knowing the affairs throughout the Ghost Zone was important as well. So far from Clockworks updates and Tucker's written reports, Prince Danny had no worries while away from the Castle.

"Prince Daniel."

Both men looked at the giantess who stood poised with spear in hand, waiting for their return. Once inside the stone ring, Pandora spoke, "My Prince, you have met my expectations after these past months here in Athens. I would like to set your next phase of training with someone new." Pandora stepped out of the way of a group of ghosts hovering behind her shadow. One in particular hovered closer to the young ghost, hard red eyes glared down at his scrawny form inside his helmet.

Well, compared to Danny, the warrior was a beast and wearing only leather strapped underwear, and Danny could see the ghost was lined with rock hard muscles. His thick neck looked like it could swallow Danny in one go!

"Introducing, Spartan King, Leonidas." removing his helmet, the Spartan King nodded his head in greeting.

"Young Prince." his voice gruff, but not harsh, and Danny quickly nodded back as not make the man angry. Danny didn't move from his spot as the ghost circled his form, looking from one area of body to another. He could feel himself sweating from the glare that was clawing up his skin. He began to worry if all his hard work had not made up to the Spartan King's exceptions-

"He has been molded well Pandora. I expected no less from you my Lady." Pandora nodded her head before looking at Danny with reassurance in her red eyes. "Unfortunately I can't determine where he stands in a fight without a demonstration first."

"Very well. Danny, take up your spear and shield." On auto-pilot, Danny fell into practice, waiting for Pandora to step-

-only to see a smaller set of gladiator sandals step into the ring.

Danny stared wide-eyed at the Spartan King taking his shield and spear into the ring, his King helmet now back onto his head.

"First man to draw blood is the victor." and without warning, the Spartan King charged forward with a mighty roar-

(Present Day)

"I will show you the true power of Sparta!" The Spartan King actor yelled at the top of his lungs before the actor playing Danny whacked their wooden swords, performing a practiced dance together. The ladies up front were enthralled, Sam however showed less enthusiasm. The smirk on her face silently meant she had seen better. The giant king was "beating" actor Danny to the ground, some of the ladies gasped in horror of the beat down, but "Danny" surprised them all with a jump and a cry!

"I will not let you declare victory!" Prince Danny cackled at that, but he quickly covered it with a snort. Pulling on his "ruggedly handsome" Prince face, he clapped at the performance of the quick fight.

"Hey, did you really say that while fighting Leonidas?" Tucker whispered to the Prince's ear and Danny gave a quick shake of his head, biting his finger to stop another cackle.

"Theater input." Danny responded taking a drink from his goblet. Danny looked down at the ladies, and was glad to see they were entertained with the show. The Prince could not help but avert his eyes away from the stage, and roam over at the pretty crown of platinum blonde hair that watched down below. Danny sighed in sadness, seeing how the reunion he was hoping for, didn't go as planned yesterday. Even with last night's walk, he had hoped for one kiss- even a hug would have been better than giving him the cold shoulder.

He had no idea what was going on with Elsa, but he would get to the bottom of it before tonight was over.

"Bravo! Bravo!" the cheers from the ladies and some of the ghost soldiers brought Danny back from his staring, now looking up to the stage when "Danny" had defeated the great Leonidas. "Leonidas" was dragged out by his comrades and actor Danny stood close to the front of the stage. "I have defeated the great Leonidas, and I feel empowered! I'm ready, yes I'm ready to take on the Obstacle Course!" Danny declared with a shout, his wooden sword high in the air. Then the lights dimmed and curtains were drawn to signal the end. The audience applauded for the wonderful show.

"Remarkable!" Dora cheered, now risen from her seat. Sam even twitted a whistle to the performers.

"Very entertaining. I really like the purple monkey part~" Sam curled wicked smile up to the Prince, and at that remark he gave a sharp glare at his old friend.

"Tucker, if you please." Danny nodded to his advisor and Tucker clapped his hands.

"Ladies, I'm so glad that the show was able to entertain you." A few giggles were shared between the chosen ladies before Tucker continued. "and soon it will be time for lunch! I will turn your attention to our cook in charge, LunchLady!"

"WHAT?" Sam exclaimed, and Danny had to bite back a laugh after seeing the ranger's distraught face, but a snort escaped him. A giant puff of smoke appeared on the stage and out came the LunchLady, but now in a formal dress of pale pink and gold with pale yellow gloves. A clean white apron was tied around her dress.

"Oooh you young ladies are looking thin today. Would you like some of my fresh apple pie?" but when the ladies shook their heads no, LunchLady's pearl sewn hairnet flew off her head in hot anger. "Then DINE ON-"

"Lunch Lady!" Tucker cut through her exclamation, one foot tapping impatiently. "We talked about this..." Tucker was patient with the older ghost and she quickly bowed to Prince Danny for her slip up. She coughed, and tried again.

"Sweet little ladies, I hope you have worked up an appetite. I have the lunch course ready to be serve-WITH A SPLASH OF DOOOOM!" Lighting cracked up above the ceiling, and fast winds blew through the guest and servants.

"Uuuum Tucker?!" Sam asked out loud, looking her two friends in unnerving suspicion. The boys looked at one another with the same scared expression, knowing the outcome that is to happen.

"Oh boy, here it comes- EVERYONE BRACE FOR IMPAAAACT!" Tucker exclaimed through the growing winds. The giant red curtains that block the kitchen from the courtroom blew open and the Lunch Lady's grand buffet table flew alongside the multitude of choice dishes for the guests, quick like bullets from a machine gun. Elsa raced for cover, her instinct telling her to run for cover was scratching at her neck. Sam tumbled and dodged flying projectiles that rained too close, both ladies hiding behind a pillar for safety. Taking their idea, the other ladies did the best they could to survive the flying plates of food following their retreat. Dora had made it to one pillar, and with the help of a bodyguard stayed clean from any food. Spectra made it to safety next with her shadow butler swatting away any food that got too close. Poor Desiree had tomato soup soaked into her hair and some weird mustard sandwich globed with mashed potatoes onto the front of her dress before she could found cover from the unfair food fight.

Tucker had pulled up power energy shields to protect himself and the Prince from the head cook's wrath, having seem to have been through this kind of temper tantrum before. Danny sighed through his nose, he would have to talk to the Lunch Lady again about her explosive temper. Just as the buffet table was set with half the food on their plates and half on the floor, Lunch Lady had cooled off to see the destruction laid before her. Non-amused soldiers wearing some of the food on their armor, puzzled lady guests that survived the flying food parade, an agitated advisor and genie, and one tired looking Prince.

"Oh no, not again! Oh, oh dear-"

"Oh dear is right! Take a good look around Lunch Lady!" Tucker exclaimed, not happy at the food fiasco that just happened, not to mention the upset ladies in the courtroom that now resembled a high school mess hall. "We have warned you the next time this happened because of your spontaneous temper." Tucker avoided the food that was splattered in his path to reach just where the Lunch Lady was hovering. Said head cook hung her head in shame.

"Forgiveness your highness!" Lunch Lady bowed before the Prince while Danny too avoided splats of food.

"We will discuss this another time, but in the meantime," the Prince looked at his special lady guests, now retreating from their hiding place. "Tucker, please contact the maid group to have fresh dresses for my guests, and we shall have a break out in the guest gardens." Tucker agreed, puling up his PDA to follow up on his list for the day.

"Lunch Lady," Danny's voice was sharp and it brought the ghost lady's attention quick. She kept her head down before her Prince knowing she was in trouble. "Please get your kitchen crew to work together with cleaning up this mess."

"Yes my Prince." LunchLady knew she had to be quick before she made anymore of a mess-

CLUNK!

She had backed away from the upset Prince that she did not see the two ghost helpers behind her-holding a tower of pies. The frightened ghosts threw the tower up in the air, the falling desserts coming towards the chosen ladies!

Quick as a flash, the pies were stuck frozen in mid-air. The Prince's hand glowed green, using his levitation powers to gently place the pies down, all whole on the buffet table. Some of the ladies clapped at the quick stunt, briefly entertained by the Prince's quick action, even Sam looked impressed.

"Good catch Dann-"

SPLAT!

Then the moment was gone, dead silence engulfed the courtroom, now seeing Prince Daniel splashed by a fresh berry pie. Sam snorted but quickly coughed to cover up for slip.

"Oops... you missed one." Tucker tried not to laugh for he even began to sweat, straining from biting his lip down. Danny's face was blank and comical. The pie covered Prince did not look amused for having missed on.

But one found it in herself to let them all know getting "pie faced" was really funny.

It wasn't a small bell chime laugh, nor was it a simple snort. It was a full on belly laugh that had the Far Frozen ambassador clutching her stomach and almost crouching down to the red carpet below her feet. Despite the hot filling sliding down his face, Danny stared at the laughing young lady who brushed away a tear that slipped from her closed eyelids.

It was so good to hear her laugh like that again.

"Oh ho ho ho~ Forgive me your highness, but the expression you presented just now was pretty comical." a few giggles later, Elsa straightened herself up before addressing LunchLady with a smile.

"Oh LunchLady, your pies smells delicious. I would love to try one for dessert tonight."

Wanting to redeem herself, LunchLady beamed at the small praise with a curtsy.

"Oh but of course I'll make a whole batch just for you, little frosty stringbean~"

Spectra giggled behind her hand at the rude but fitting name. "A perfect name befitting one that dwells with beasts" Desiree agreed with a quiet giggle to match Spectra's.

This time Elsa did not have a comeback for Spectra's snarky remark, for the ambassador was more focused on the unusual nickname given from the LunchLady. An unusual ...familiar nickname. She looked at the smiling kitchen lady...

Frosty stringbean?

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"Aah!" Elsa yelped, cradling her head in her hands before she collapsed to her knees.

"Lady Elsa? What's- what's happening to you?" Dora almost panicked, seeing Elsa's face quickly drip with sweat- then started to steam waves of vapors from her whole body!

"Ambassador!"

"Lady Elsa?!" said ambassador looked up to see the horrified eyes looking down at her, waiting for whatever was to come next. Almost afraid to come near her less she melt right before them!

One frightened soul however was quick to her side.

"Elsa." Hearing his voice made her body go limp against the oddly familiar arms that encased her against cold black metal. Voices above her were almost lost to her ears, like her head had slipped into water, but she showed no fear as she slipped away from the growing mayhem around her.

Despite the sudden wave of pain to her temple, and her system trying to regulate her body temperature back to normal, Elsa leaned more into the chest plate that felt cool and inviting, and smiled.

"...Älsk...ling..."

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"Are you sure about this Valerie?" the hulking metal giant raised an eyebrow at the young huntress, the both of them making their way down the western halls of Phantom Castle. The huntress had just arrived back from making a few trips, running diagnosis over the new check markers that run throughout the Ghost Zone, thanks to Frostbite's new modified Infi Map.

With such advance tech, and working together with Tucker over the course of years, they have made a way of helping other ghost who now roam aimlessly, and travelers who need to reach one spot of the Ghost Zone to the next, like a GPS made in the human realm. A new step into the future:

A "satellite" network for all of Ghost Zone and the human world. Of course, certain areas are blocked without authorization from the Prince himself and with written documentation from whom ever you are visiting, private properties or not. It was also good timing for some new rules to be made, and some to be re-written when collaborating with law-abiding Walker. Something both Prince and officer could agreed together when the Infi-Map became known to be public use.

Valerie was able to make her trips, visiting other realms much faster than if she went just by location markers set by the Far Frozen chieftain himself.

"Of course I'm sure! As soon as we get Jazz up to speed, all three of us can figure out what to do about this situation before reporting back to the Prince." the red huntress sighed, but Skulker caught Val's face.

"Still not use to calling him Prince either hmm?" Val laughed at the ex hunter who grumbled himself.

"I'm so tempted to just blurt out ghost boy for the heck of it!" Skulker snorted himself, he too wanted to catch Danny off at random times with old nicknames from the past.

For old times sake, nothing more.

Arriving to their destination, the mahogany doors before them were polished with silver handles. Instead of walking in, a iron lantern up top the doors flared green instead of it's original golden flames.

"Ah, Skulker and Valerie, right on time. Come in! Come in!" a female voice spoke from the flames before changing back to gold and orange. A click was heard and Skulker pushed the doors open for the both of them to enter the Prince's Infirmary.

Inside the spotless and clean room, two other ghosts were floating back and forth between different tables stocked full of glass bottles and test tubes. Chemicals on the tables and green life surrounding the high corners of the room giving the room an Earthly and floral welcome feel along with three hospital-like beds in the left side of the laboratory.

"Don't forget boys that the next shipment to Dora's Realm will be before lunchtime, so please do complete the analysis on the last box." the talking flame from earlier spoke again from the back of the room, pushing back the drapes blocking the view of the back office. Walking towards the ex-hunter and huntress was the kingdom's top doctor Jasmine Fenton, or some who known her on friendly terms called her Jazz. The eldest sibling wore a long apron over her formal dress with simple aquamarine slippers peeking from the bottom every time she walked. "Please make sure once the order is sent out that we hear back on their half of the exchange. No delay please." once the ghost left to do what was instructed, Jazz waved the newcomers in to her private office behind the curtains.

Just like the infirmary, Jazz's office was clean and tidy, not a speck of dust anywhere. Dark wood bookcases stood at both outer walls of her room, her desk had a few papers on the table but other than that no shoe or paper out of place. Two plush chairs were brought out for Jazz's guest to sit while the doctor claimed her big comfy office chair. Slipping off her work apron Jazz revealed an elegant sapphire tudor dress, with silver trim framing her figure at the front and sides. The white sleeved chemise shirt had a ruffed collar as well as the sleeves. Her long orange hair was now cut short to a cute curly bob that framed her face well.

"Okay, so now that Dora's medicine supply is being shipped off today, bring me up to speed with what you two find today."

The ex-hunters shared a look before Valerie took out a glass capsule from her pack and set it in front of the doctor. Immediately Jazz's eyes honed into what was inside, but not before slipping on some reading glasses. With her hands, she brought up the clear glass capsule- only to jerk it back when some purple goop slapped against the glass from the inside. The blob bounced inside the glass container, very thin veins pulsing bright orange at the core of the mysterious thing like tiny fireflies. The capsule jerked in her hands for a minute before the moving purple glob settled at the bottom.

"Valerie, it's-" Jazz spoke in a hush voice.

"Yes, it's Pluto's Slime. This little slimeball was picked up at one of the listed restricted areas. It wasn't so much we had to clean up and gather,..." Valerie looked at Skulker, and the robot ghost took over.

"Walker himself contacted me about more sightings of Pluto's Slime inside his jail, the last level of the compound." Skulker pulled up a holograph of the picture taken at the jail. Jazz stood up slowly, seeing the mulberry purple slime splattered all over the open jail cell. The walls, the ground-even the bars were coated with the slime like an artist flailing a wet paintbrush in front of a blank canvas. It was a picture out of crime scene-

"Did Walker say anything about this cell in particular?" Jazz asked, stepping out of her office chair.

"A creature not worthy to be in my past collection, but it did have this," Skulker pulled out from his back a rolled up paper, old and covered with writings and some unusual drawings, like a notebook page ripped out.

"It's, a different written language, probably code for the writer to understand." Jazz gently touched the worn page, the language felt branded into the fragile paper. Even with the few years studying more about the Ghost Zone and becoming the Prince's royal doctor, Jazz could not get an understanding of what was on this scrappy piece of parchment.

"Definitely an ancient ghost language I'm not familiar with. Do you have a clue to the drawings and what they mean?" Valerie looked at the bulky tin ghost, having no clue as to what or why this piece of paper was important. Before Skulker could answer, a loud blaring horn sounded off in the office. Followed quickly by a the hum of a phone vibration.

ZZIPTIZIPT!

"Jazz! You there- Come in Jasmine!" Tucker's panicked voice broke through the team's concentration.

"We will bring this up to Danny's attention after the festivities. Both topics." and Jazz quickly switched back to doctor mode. Knowing the meeting was over, the ex-hunters left Jazz's office with their findings in hand. Now alone, Jazz pressed a button on her Tucker Tech wristwatch, and a hologram of Tucker's face appeared.

"Yes Tucker, I'm in office. What seems to be the trouble?"

"Prince Daniel is on his way over to the infirmary with Ambassador Elsa. She has fainted in the throne room, sweating profusely and is in need of medical attention. I must keep watch over the lady guests of the castle, so it will be just Danny and Elsa heading your way."

"Understood. I'll be here waiting." Jazz cut off their connection and left her office with her work apron back over her dress. Just then the doors burst open, with the young Prince storming through with Elsa fast asleep in his arms.

"Jazz!"

"Easy, relax Danny. Just place her on the bed. Let me check her over."

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"Dehydration. Let's just wait for her to rest and we will get some fluids in her." Jazz walked Danny out of the infirmary and back into her closed off office, the room devoid of any helpers or ex-hunters. Besides the sleeping beauty behind the curtains, the Fenton siblings were alone to relax together.

No royal duties, or ladies to entertain.

Just a minute between brother and sister.

"Please have a seat Danny." Jazz offered him her comfy seat, but Danny sat down on the first seat next to him...

The doctor knew her baby brother well enough, and not just before being anointed as Prince Danny's personal doctor. Her baby brother would be happy to take her plush and comfortable chair every time he was in her office, but to sit and stare off into space spoke loud enough that he really need some older sibling wisdom. Sitting down on her chair she rolled in front off her baby brother with a gentle smile.

"Alright, your highness, your psychiatrist is in office. What's going on with my little brother?" Green eyes met her calm aquamarines, Jazz even patted his armored shoulder, and with a big sigh Danny decided to let his big sister in on what was plaguing his mind since yesterday.

"Jazz, I don't understand females!

...Huh?

"One minute they are happy to see you and the next, it's like you two were meeting for the first time! AAAHH!- I mean is she playing hard to get or does she really not remember me?! Grrrrrr, I'm so-" Danny was pulling his bangs after his rant, and Jazz had a face of complete confusion.

How unusual.

The eldest sibling had never seen Danny so panicked over girls before. Never, but Jazz believed it to be after their father's awkward talk over ice cream when Danny showed interest in Valerie.

Jazz began to think back on the female ghosts Danny had encountered-going waaay back to the superhero Danny Phantom times. It couldn't be the renaissance/dragon princess Dora nor Sam. As much as she thought about their relationship, those two have practically grown up together since grade school. The doctor shook her head at the thought, scratching the goth ranger off the list. It definitely wasn't Spectra or Desiree. Hearing the tales from his brother years back and from encountering them from past fights back home in Amity Park-

Her old home.

Jazz grew a small smile from remembering her old hometown. Has it almost been five years? It seems like it was only yesterday that Danny asked her to become part of his royal court as his personal physician. There was a lot to learn and explore of the Ghost Zone that Jazz never thought possible. Not only in knowledge of Ghost Zone's history, but also in combat, both fist and blade. It was always a new discovery everyday, and Jazz took on the challenge every time she was given a new task.

Looks like the role of being an older, wiser sibling never relinquished when leaving Amity Park. To their new home.

"Jazz, JAZZ!" said doctor stared back at neon green eyes, that waited for her reply. She blinked before shaking her head.

"I'm sorry Danny, just thinking back...*sigh* on how far we've come." Danny blinked at Jazz's sad smile and he gently took her hand.

"Jazz, I'm sorry-"

"No! Don't! Don't ever apologize for this." Aquamarines were firm and she squeezed her brother's hand. "I never would have dreamed all of this," she swept her other arm out and around her polished office. "being the career path I would have chosen, but I do not regret it. Not once Danny. I have learned so much more about the Ghost Zone than I could have imagined. It was like, all those years mom and dad hunting ghosts, that was just the surface compared to what heights and lengths we-no you little brother have accomplished." she took his face in her hands to keep his eyes on her. " And as your big sister, I never been more proud of you." and Jazz meant that from the heart.

Danny knew Jazz to be sincere in her words, and when she said something she meant it. A relaxed smile pulled up on the Prince's face as his doctor rubbed his cheeks before letting go.

"Thanks Jazz. I really needed to hear that..." said sister could hear the "but" at the end of that sentence. "... I just don't know what to do..." Danny turned back towards the drawn curtains that separated the main office from the infirmary. Jazz looked at the dark red curtains herself, reminding herself that the ambassador of the Far-

!

No way!

At the sudden realization, Jazz couldn't help but laugh out loud, surprising Danny at the same.

How could she forget?!

"Oh Danny, were you talking about Elsa?" the Prince averted her eyes, but the blush spoke for him and Jazz laughed again. "Danny, why are you asking me about Elsa? It should be me who should be asking you about Lady Elsa. I'm not the one who kept writing letters everyday, or planted honeysuckle trees in the private garden~ " the blush intensified, but Jazz gave her baby brother a break from her teasing. "All joking aside, Elsa is not an open book, but you know her best...right?" Jazz didn't like to sound hesitant, but Danny looked so confused, and frustration was slowly scrunching his face as his eyes looked down to his boots.

"At least I thought I did, but now. This... new Elsa, she seems almost foreign. Jazz, I...I don't know, anymore."

Green sad eyes looked back to the doctor, a desperate silent plea for guidance was thrown back at Jazz and this time she was stooped as how to answer back. Especially on a topic that was borderline mysterious to everyone other than Danny. He has been trying to court the ambassador for almost four year after all.

How very unusal.

No! No no! She couldn't think like that! She was his doctor and sister, she could not let him down now!

"Okay Jazz think, think this out." Like every problem, you have to understand the equation before you, but before that you have to understand the story behind it.

"Okay Danny, tell me what you know, and from the beginning."