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Author's Note:

Well it's now time for chapter six, and as always I'd like to thank everyone who's supported me with it. That includes those who just read it. This is easily by far the most entertaining (for me) story I have written and I hope you like it too. My mouth was watering writing the first half of this chapter… Now I'll quit my babbling and let you get on with the story.

Chapter 6: Breakfast

Danny was originally an insomniac, however being a ghost had seemed to worsen the condition, last night as proof. But this time, he was able to get up with ease and without feeling as though he was going to drop to the floor at any moment.

The morning sun shone in through the window, the birds chirped happily and a slight breeze was blowing the trees. It was a normal day in Amity Park, for everyone except him. He was doomed to be confined to his own house, like a spread-out jail cell. Danny looked out the window longingly, not knowing whether he'd be able to go outside anytime soon. He couldn't even get Tucker or Sam over considering they'd be at school. That would mean Jazz would be gone, too. Not that Danny really cared about that.

Danny shook the thoughts from his head and opened his wardrobe. It revealed white shirt with bits of red after white shirt with bits of red after white shirt with bits of red after jeans after jeans after jeans… Why did his mother never buy something different? Not that it mattered, but…

Danny pulled on the usual clothes (as usual) and headed down to the kitchen for breakfast. A delicious smell wafted from it too, making Danny quicken his steps. He could hear the frying pan crackling from there and Danny knew that his mother was cooking something special. As he walked into the kitchen, bacon and eggs were sizzling away, with Maddie at the stove.

"I thought I'd give you a treat this morning, Danny." she said kindly. "You went through a lot yesterday."

"Gee… thanks!" Danny replied, who had only been expecting a mere bowl of cereal. His mother grabbed a plate and put it next to the frying pan, using a spatula to pile it up on Danny's plate. Maddie certainly didn't let you go hungry, considering she was piling so much more breakfast than Danny could ever eat. After she had finally finished, Danny grabbed a knife and fork from the draw and then took his plate, sitting down at the dining room table.

He licked his lips; this smelt really delicious, so Danny immediately put his knife through a strip of bacon and ate it, waiting for the equally-as-delicious taste to take effect.

But then he waited some more… and a little bit more… but barely anything came. Just a tiny little drop of taste came, but nothing more. Danny slumped in his chair and continued to eat the almost-tasteless bacon and eggs without nearly as much enjoyment as he should have. The bacon was just rubbery without most of the taste, and therefore, not nearly as enjoyable. Maddie looked at Danny curiously.

"What's wrong…? Didn't I cook them enough?" she queried after surveying his slump and realizing he wasn't shoveling the meal down as he usually would have.

Danny hesitated before answering. He didn't know why, it was only his mother, but nonetheless, he hesitated. "I can barely taste it at all… I can smell it all right but…"

Maddie looked at Danny, sympathy showing over her face. "We'll find a way to reverse it, Danny, I promise."

Danny suddenly realized something that made his insides squirm and also made him feel sick. "But how are you supposed to revive someone who's already dead…?"

"Don't be silly, Danny. You're just infused with ectoplasm from portal's ecto-filtrater." Maddie said reassuringly, although now that he had mentioned what was on his mind, she seemed a little doubtful on his status. "We'll do whatever it takes to get you back to normal! Danny, just remember there was no body, so you're not dead yet."

"But what if it really was fatal and I got vaporized or something?!" said Danny, slightly alarmed that his mind was coming up with unwanted conclusions. "What if I'm not just infused with the ectoplasm from the filtrater and I really am dead?! You can't make a dead person live again anymore than you can change the laws of time and space… What if I'm just stuck like this forever…?"

Maddie hugged her son and patted him on the back. "It's okay… We'll find something. Don't you worry about it…"

Danny nodded glumly then stood up from the table, not really wanting the last quarter of his meal. He didn't get why he could smell but couldn't taste well, really you can't have one without the other. He headed back to his room, this time remembering that he was a ghost now, and therefore could fly and become intangible, so he took the quick route there much to his mother's surprise.

As Danny looked out the window for the second time this morning, he couldn't stand staying inside for any longer. Even though he'd been in a shorter time than many others, it was the knowledge that he'd have to stay here and be seen by no one else in case they worked out the resemblance. He wished he could just turn invisible and go walk outside without being noticed at all…

Danny wanted it so much, that suddenly he even thought he was invisible. Then he looked at his hands, his non-existent hands. He was invisible.

-End Chapter 6-

Author's Note:

Sorry the chapter was up a day late, but I was having a mad battle with a virus last night and eventually I managed to kill it. Trust me, that thing was a nightmare. But now it's gone and I can post this. I hope you enjoyed reading it and please review.

Peace,

MoonlightUmbreon