Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom
Equipment Check
(350 Dribble)
"Dad?"
"Down here, son," his father called.
Phantom phased through the door and floated down the steps. His father looked up from the eclectic pile of metal and wires he was working on.
"What's up?"
Danny held out a Fenton thermos. "Could you check this out and see if it is working properly?"
"Why?"
"I kept sucking in this ghost and he kept getting out."
"Hmm."
Danny watched as his father unscrewed a panel, attached some wires, hooked it up to some meters, and then and ran a diagnosis.
"Doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it, at least theoretically."
He detached the leads and turned it in his hands, squinting at it critically. Suddenly he aimed it at Danny and depressed the button. Blue light swirled out and Danny was caught in the beam. With a yelp, Phantom was sucked inside.
"And it also works in practice."
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His dad removed the cap and hit the release and Danny Phantom was dumped out onto the floor
"Dad!" he whined.
"The thermos seems to check out fine, Danny."
His father seemed oblivious to his son's objections. "Maybe this ghost is resistant to the thermos. Don't worry, I'm sure we've got a Fenton weapon that will do the trick in here somewhere."
"He also got out of my ecto-shield. I couldn't seem to hold onto him. It was like he was taunting me."
His father unlocked the Fenton weapons vault and sorted though equipment. "Hmm, let's see … oh here it is: the Fenton Ghost Fisher!"
Danny looked at it. The line was completely snarled.
"Did you fix it? Maybe I should change back to human form," Danny suggested a tad nervously.
"No need. I know an old fisherman's trick that will solve your problems." His father propped the fishing rod against Danny's shoulder. "Now hold your hands apart. Farther,…a bit more…Okay, that's good."
Pulling out a camera his dad snapped a picture and printed it.
"Now if anyone asks show them this, and just say 'You should have seen the one that got away, and it was thiiiiis big.'"
