"I can't believe that they turned down our proposal!" Jack's voice carrying up the stairs easily.

"As the town's leading experts I seriously think they need to reconsider as well." Maddie added just as exuberantly.

"Mom, Dad, please, they said they didn't want weapons at the school, Ecto or otherwise. Can you please not make a big deal about this." Jazz tried her best to talk some reason into their parents.

Danny groaned as he pulled himself out of bed, knowing them they'd try to start patrols around the building until they got their way if Jazz couldn't get them to settle down. He quickly got dressed and made his way downstairs and hoped he could slip into the kitchen before he left without getting noticed.

He was noticed. "Danny sweetie, you've got to let the teachers know how much better a job we'd do if they just let us!"

Danny carefully edged his way around the room towards the PopTarts nodding, "Sure, mom I'll let them know." he grabbed a pack and had to duck under his mom's outstretched arm to exit the room. "Well me and Jazz better get going, wouldn't want to be late."

His parents relented, not wanting the school to have any reason not to trust their level of responsibility. Or at least that's what they said.

Danny was able to get to his first period class on time and was feeling relatively good about the day in general. Know this is when things start to go wrong for him, he did his best to enjoy the day, but was careful to keep his guard up too.

Strangely there wasn't a single ghost attack. The only problem he had was that Dash failed his Lit. test and Danny had to put up a good chase. After 3rd period he started to get a headache. He figured it was all the unnecessary running he had to do.

By lunch he was feeling so drained he lost his appetite. Must be coming down with something, was all he could think of when his friends asked if he was alright.

In 8th period Sam spoke up. "You look terrible. Why don't you just go home?"

"With the day almost over? I might as well stick it out." his argument punctuated by sniffling and mouth breathing.

"Can you even breath?"

"Not out my nose. it's ...busy?" Danny paused, that wasn't the right word. "Tuck, what's the word that's like a traffic jam for your face?"

"Congested? And you look more than just congested man. Seriously, just go home. I think you're turning green."

"Na, I'm fine."

"Why did you even get out of bed this morning?"

"Easy. I wasn't sick this morning." Danny explained. "Did I fight any ghosts today?" everything in his brain was so foggy now.

"No man, that was yesterday. There hasn't been any ghost activity all day actually."

"Weird." Danny shivered and was starting to reconsider staying.

"I guess the new ghost defense system is working then." Sam shrugged, or at least Danny assumed she did, it was getting harder to keep his eyelids from closing.

"New ghost defense system? But my parents said they didn't get to do it." He tried his best to stifle a cough, but only made his headache worse.

"Oh no, they found some more natural ways to do it. I think they went through and burned sage in all the classrooms and old school witchy stuff like that." Tucker explained as he checked his PDA.

"Hey Danny, you said you were feeling fine this morning right?" Sam asked cautiously.

"Yeah." he was getting tired of sniffling and rubbed his runny nose with the back of his hand.

"Then maybe you'll want to go home now. Because you're bleeding."

Danny felt the thick liquid slowly start to fall from his nose. Another wave of nausea hit and he coughed again, a horrible wet cough.

He pulled his hand away to see that he was, in fact, bleeding. But it wasn't red.

It was green.


Prompt from the 2013 calendar, day 27.