Author's Note: I'm gaining followers! All I say can is that I love you all lots. Ok, so I'm pretty so this chapter shows how much this story is changing from the original. Janice's jumpsuit has changed a lot, and so has her introduction towards Skulker. 'How?', you ask. Well read to find out. Also I apologize before hand on how poorly written this chapter is, I'm sort of in a middle of a writers block.(© Butch Hartman & Nickelodeon)

Chapter 6: Home Sweet Home

Someone Get Me Out Of Here

Warnings: Explosions, weird jumpsuits, and one prank

The next day was pretty skeptic for Janice. It took her a while to find out how to open the door to the bed Clockwork told her about. Turns out all she had to do was turn every clock-shaped knocker clockwise, then counter clockwise, to open it. All thirty-two of them that outlined the door. Not to mention that the bed, even though it looked comfy with its red dyed silks, was lumpier that a two-hundred lumped camel.

Later, when Vlad came to pick them up for court, she was forced to wear a white, knee long dress and flats. She despises having to wear dresses with all her heart. Then she saw Clockwork overshadow a hobo from an eastern country, and later made him look like a decent upper-class person. Poor guy didn't have any control over his body, or mind.

In middle of court, she was forced to stand up and state about how she felt that her 'father' could no longer look after her. She was bright red the whole time, and struggled to make up a believable statement. She was glad that only about six people were in that room.

Two hours later, she official became Janice Masters. Clockwork sent the hobo back to his home country, brain washed and in his original clothing. Clockwork was pleased, Vlad annoyed, and Janice filled with hate.

"Ugh!" Janice pulled at the dress, dramatically tilting back her head. "Can I leave now and never return?"

While Clockwork was chuckling, Vlad glared at the misbehaving cretin.

"Well then." Clockwork grabbed his staff and twirled it around. "I'll be taking my leave now, take care you two." Then he vanished into a swirling vortex.

Both humans looked at each other with distaste. One in a normal posture, the other with bent knees and still pulling down at the dress.

"Yeah, to make things clear, I hate you." Janice said still holding her posture.

"Yes, well the feeling is mutual." Vlad spoke in a monotone voice.

They both kept glaring at each other, until Vlad's phone went off. The ring tone was some sappy song about being alone, Janice noted.

"Vlad Masters speaking." Stepping away from Janice, he kept speaking in a hushed tone. The conversation seemed quite engaged, he angrily ended the call and dialed for a limo.

"So what, we gonna ride in style to your place?" Janice asked in her ridiculous posture.

"Yes, we are going to 'ride in style,' as you say… to our place." Vlad drawled as if it pained him to speak.

"Yeah, I'm going to pretend you didn't freakin' say that, and I'm just going to your place for a sleepover." Janice straighten herself, her back was starting to get stiff. "A terrible, awful, nightmarish sleepover."

Vlad shuddered at the crashing reality of having to bring this girl home, he was starting to wish that a cat would just magically take her place. Looking at the girl, she was busy picking debris of the city from her hair, the limo couldn't have arrived soon enough.

When they arrived at the mansion, Vlad tossed a blueprint of the castle in works towards Janice. He labeled every single floor and room, if it was already constructed or not, and made sure their rooms were on separate floors. He had urgent business to take care of, in the ghost world and human world, with no time to properly show the girl around.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Janice called out when Vlad started walking out the door.

"I'm late for a meeting." He left, leaving Janice alone in the Green Bay Packers themed room.

"Well then," The misfit teen unrolled the blueprint. "I should just TP the whole dang place if he's going to acting like trash." While skimming through the outline, a smile spread across her face. "Or, do something better."

Running towards what should be Vlad's room, she threw open the door, then she picked another room to open. With both rooms opened, she began thinking. "Ok, I definitely need some muscle around here…but where-" Throwing her head back, she gave out an evil cackle. "This is going to be rich."

She sprinted towards the fire place grabbing a statue's head. Flipping it open, she pressed down the button and entered the Vlad's hidden lab.

Looking around, Janice saw several machines, weapons, chemicals, and chambers. She then turned towards the ghost portal, it was closed. Frowning, she went around to find a way to open it. Instead she found something much better, a purple jumpsuit and a black hover board shaped like a surfboard. Protection and transportation.

Pulling on the oversized jumpsuit, she jumped when it started moving. Trying to take it off, she notice that it started shrinking on her. Scared that it might suffocate her, she grabbed the collar and pulled. Only to have it yanked back to hit her in the face, she skidded across the floor and hit her head on a table leg.

"Ow." Janice slowly got up, and rubbed the back of her head. Looking down, she noticed that the suit stopped moving and it actually fit her. "Holy hello…wonder if there's a mirror around."

She settled with one of the chambers that showed her reflection. "Doesn't look half bad." After a few good minutes of posing, she noticed that the suit actually had a cowl attached to it.

Giving the cowl a try, she pushed her hair into it and waited for the suit to adjust. The lenses made her see a shade of orange, and the bottom of it mask made a triangle shape, exposing her mouth and nose. Then the strangest thing happened, it spat her hair in the back making it into a ponytail.

"The heck?" She stared at her reflection in disbelief. Looking down she noticed her feet still had white flats, and her hands were exposed. Going back where she found the getup, she found oversized dark purple boots and gloves. Guessing they would shrink like the suit ,she put them on, and they did.

"Alright." Smiling, she went back to what she was doing; opening the ghost portal.

Going through every single mega computer, she slapped the keyboard when it asked for a six letter password.

"Ok Janice, if you were a crazy lonely old man, what six letter word would I use?" Tapping her lip, she thought of the first thing Vlad would type down: Maddie.

Looking up 'ghost portal,' another password had to be typed in to open it. Also it had to thirteen characters long, easy :Maddie Masters. This was just too easy.

As the portal whirled to life, Janice went to get the hover board. Picking it up, she heard someone from behind.

"Ha, ha! Finally, it was about time you opened that portal Plasmius. Plasmius?" Skulker looked around the lab looking for his part-time partner, only to see some girl in a jumpsuit and surf board. "Who the heck are you?"

"Huh," Janice shifted behind the board, "A surfer looking for some waves?" she made a hand wave that surfers on TV usually make.

"Sure, and I'm the muffin man." Skulker took out a missile launcher and aimed it towards the intruder.

Janice panicked, she jumped towards another part of room, the explosion caused her to slam into a mega computer. "Flagging stripes!"

"Alright girly," the hunter readied another missile. "I'm only going to say this once. Either tell me who you are, or prepared to be blasted into smithereens!"

"Alright, alright!" She used the board to balance herself. "The names Janice Flor-, I mean Masters!"

"Wait, Masters?" Skulker put away the weapon. "As in, Vlad Masters?"

"Yeah." She made her way towards a table. "I'm his daughter." She grumbled.

"I didn't know Plasmius had a kid, much less a short and pudgy one." The ghost hunter uttered.

"Hey!" The human fumed. "Who asked you?"

"What?" Skulker held his hands out in defense. "It's the truth."

"Why you…" She clenched her hands into fists.

"You're sort of remind me of a little pig." He grabbed his chin in thought.

"WHAT?!" She looked she was about to pounce the mech.

"Or a round purple pumpkin."

Janice flung the hover board that was blasted next to her, and chucked it towards the barbarian. Only to have it turn on and hover in midair.

Janice growled and Skulker started laughing.

"Har, har, laugh at the fat kid why don't ya." Janice turned towards the exit.

"Hey," Skulker called out. "where do you think you're going Pumpkin?" He zoomed after her. "We were just getting to know each other."

"I'm going to my room...if I can find it." She blushed in embarrassment. "And don't call me Pumpkin."

"How about Oinkers?" That got him a glaring teenage, "Ok, Pumpkin it is. So where you from Pumpkin?"

"Out of this world." She spat. "Literally."

The ghost hunter looked at her confused. "What? Are you some kind of alien or something?"

"No," Janice began. "I-…I'm from another country. So I guess I am an alien." She muttered, it was a close save. Clockwork did tell her to keep her origins a secret.

"Oh, uh…So are you from one of those orphanages?" He asked awkwardly. "The ones that let other people around the world adopt?"

"No." They made a left turn up stairs.

Now the hunter was really confused. "Wait, so if you're not from an orphanage, how are you Vlad's adopted kid?"

"My, uh, dad couldn't afford to take care of my anymore," They made it towards a door with a sticky note labeled 'Janice's room.' "and some how Vlad Masters found out about it. Now here I am, Vlad's adopted daughter"

"Wait, so Vlad just adopted you from your dad?" He blinked in disbelief. "Just like that?"

"Yeah, hard to believe." Her breast started vibrating, and the suit spat out her compact. She barely had time to react and almost dropped it.

Opening it up, a text showed up;

Janice, if you're wondering if you can ever return to your world, I'm afraid you have to give up that idea. Titan has erased your existence from your dimensions timeline, without erasing your existence as well of course. How else would you still be here? Anyways, because of this, you are now a permanent resident of this world - CW

"Of course, like this day could get any better." Janice grumbled closing the compact. Now her older brother, Julian, gets to be an only child.

"Does your suit usually do that, or is that new?" Skulker folded his huge metallic arms.

"Hold it," Janice spread out her arms. "why are you following me?"

"Just wanted to see if you were telling the truth." He shrugged, besides the ghost child could wait…for the time being.

"So…you're not trying to get on my good side, so I won't tell Vlad about you trying to blow me up?" She asked threateningly, she almost forgot why she opened the portal in the first place.

"So you're from another country?" He stalled.

"Answer the question, yes or no?" The girl folded her arms.

"Maybe." Skulker waved his hand coolly.

"Close enough," Janice smiled. "I need you to do me a favor."

Vlad stretched out his back, he wasn't young like he used to be. Walking up the stairs, he made it towards his bedroom feeling dead tired. He just couldn't wait to settle in his memory foam bed, with imported fine silk sheets. He's bed was a little slice of heaven, apart from Maddie that is.

Opening his bedroom door, he walked into a box. Tripping, he decided to take note and beat the ever afterlife from the box ghost. He then dragged himself into bed, listening to the springs creak. Springs? This was a foam bed, not a spring bed.

Shooting up, Vlad turned on the lamp to see that his room didn't look like his room. This wasn't his bed, that wasn't his drawer, these weren't his silks, and that crude painting of Daniel certainly wasn't his!

Running towards the door, he slammed every single door open until he found his bed. Opening the tenth door, he spotted everything that should be in his room all covered in boxes.

"PEANUT BRITTLE!" Now Box Ghost was really in trouble.

Not knowing, the real culprits were hiding in another hallway snickering.