Thanks to CatalystOfTheSoul, DPcrazy, Miriam1, Thunderstorm101, TexasDreamer01, Niece of the Prophet Zarquon, Luiz4200 and Amazing Bluie for reviewing. This chapter's short, but I hope it pleases you all the same.
It was embarrassing, but frankly, he was too tired to care. You didn't need brawns to be a techno geek. Running to Danny's house and dragging that heavy invention all the way back was enough exercise for a decade, half a decade at least.
But still, having a girl drag you because you were too tired to move was just plain embarrassing, especially if she just went through the same exercise herself.
He lifted his head tiredly to look at the fight. The first thing he noticed was how green Dash was. Tucker made a note to himself never to get a green tattoo after this. Green wasn't really his colour anyway. And was Dash flying?
Danny punched Dash in the chin.
Weren't humans supposed to not be able to touch ghosts? That was the whole reason the Fentons invent ghost weapons. Danny told them that he tried to fight Box Ghost in human form before, but almost lost because he couldn't touch Box Ghost in the first place.
He obviously didn't have that problem now. What gives?
The halfa caught Dash's extoblast neatly in his palm. He kept his hold on the green energy for a second before throwing it back.
Tucker widened his eyes in surprise. Danny's hands were glowing faintly with ectoplasmic energy. That must be why Danny could fight with a parta in hand to hand combat. Neat!
"Hey Dash, you seriously should consider starring in a monster movie. With that ugly tattoo and lack of brains, you'll be hired for sure." Danny taunted.
Dash roared as he charged towards Danny. The tattoo was glowing so brightly that he could have charged his PDA with it. And what were those red things? They looked like creepy red eyes.
His best friend sidestepped, causing Dash to fly past him. Before Dash could turn around, Danny gave him a push.
"Happy splitting." He grinned.
Dash howled as he flew past the Ghost Catcher. The tattoo struggled, but the Ghost Catcher was efficient. Soon, it was peeled off Dash. By the time Dash's feet passed the net, Danny was already at the other side, looking at the ex-green tattoo that was on Dash for the past week that now looked like a weird green piece of floating wall paper.
It wasn't very talkative, after all, the tattoo didn't have a mouth, but it sure was noisy. All that growling and roaring. Awful.
"Thermos." Danny said, stretching his hand out with his palm facing the ceiling. His blue eyes were glued to the ghost as Sam passed him the Fenton Thermos.
"Don't hope to see you next time." He said lightly as he sucked the ghost in. The ghost gave a wail as its body was distorted briefly before being sucked into the Fenton Thermos. Danny quickly placed the lid on.
Now that the threat was taken care of, the trio turned their attention over to Dash. Tucker opened his mouth.
"I am not carrying Dash or the Ghost Catcher."
Try to imagine the robot singing along to the tune of "I'm a little teapot". I forgot the tune for the second part though, so the robot doesn't know it either.
I'm a little robot small and smart.
Here is my brain but I have no heart.
But if I read reviews full of heart.
Then I will have my own heart.
We have 'please review' robot, Poetess and Keke as suggestions for the robots' name. If you have any ideas, or support one of the names listed above, please write it in a review. When a name has… 5-10 supporters, our little robot will have her own name.
How's that?
I forgot to mention. Epilogue's next, and I don't intend to post a sequel. Just in case you want to know.