"Okay. In algebraic terms A squared plus B squared equals C squared where C is the hypotenuse while A and B are the sides of the triangle. Got it?"
Jazz asks Dash, who she's trying to tutor.
"Ahh." Dash looks at Jazz distracted.
"Focus Dash. I'm doing a thesis on tutoring the untutorable, and you're disproving my thesis that nobody's untutorable."
"You know you're beautiful when you use the word untu...un...un...uhh...whatever that word is."
"You might as well give up Jazz. You're never gonna teach this moron algebra." I say from my corner in the kitchen. Jason has his arm around my shoulder, his Alpha male side kicking in with Dash's flirting.
"Hey...nobody asked your opinion." Dash sneers.
"And yet, I gave it to you anyway."
"I can't stop just because he doesn't get it." Jazz explains.
Danny comes up the stairs with our drinks. He hands Jason and me ours, then goes toward the table.
"Hey Jazz." He realizes that Dash is there. "Dash! W-what are you doing here?" The hand on the table turns intangible, causing him to knock books everywhere.
"Watch it Fentonowski."
"Uh, sorry...I-just...um passing through." He backs up slowly and shuts the door behind him.
"Now that twink is out of the way, your coming to my party Saturday, right? It'll be a chance for you to see me in my setting, King of Casper High." He hands Jazz an invitation.
"More like King of Dorksville." I say under my breathe. Jason snickers.
"A great place to work on my thesis on the effects of being mean to my brother, and then asking me out." She pauses for a moment. "I'll go on one condition."
I take my leave and head downstairs. I stop at a group of pictures. My eyes land on a picture of my younger self.
"That's my twin sister, Reyna. She was kidnapped when we were seven. You look a lot like her." Danny says behind us. I look like her because I am her. We finish heading down the stairs.
"Hey Danny. Check out my latest inovation in ghost grabbing technology. The Ghost Weasel. It collects ambient ghost energy and shoots it into the ghost zone."
"Does it work?" Jason scowls.
"Why wouldn't it, Danny's friend's boyfriend? Only one way to find out." He flips on the switch and immediately papers and whatnot get sucked into the vacuum. The thermos come hurtling towards us and he's stuck in the vacuum's entrance.
Dad tries to get it out with no luck, "Darn it. Better get the Fenton unlodger." He hands the hose to Danny and sets the body down. He heads up the stairs.
"Dad, couldn't you just throw it into reverse?" Danny hits the button and the air pressure shoots the thermos out. The cylinder hits the on button to the portal, opening it and releasing a ghost with mad scientist hair and cliché lab etire.
"Haha! Child, you have freed me! Technus: ghost master of science and electrical technology." In a weird monotone/but not monotone voice.
B-but I am the master of science and electrical technology. I have the powers.
"Oh no you don't!" Danny transforms (I use that word a lot, don't I?). Jason and I get in a fighting stance, ready to back Danny up at any time.
"You're not going to use the technology in this lab to take over the world!"
"What?" Technus swivels his head in a confused manner, "That's a GREAT idea! Have you ever considered tutoring?" Danny doesn't answer, but gets right to work fighting the science ghost. The ghost pulls a rod with a weird ball thing on top out of thin air. He shocks Danny with it. My eyes land on the Dad's newest invention.
"Danny! Use the weasel!" I send Danny telepathically. That's a sentence I never thought I'd say.
"You know, I've already been dumped on once in my own house. And that's enough for one day." The glorified vacuum cleaner turns on and starts sucking in everything again, including the ghost. It started to fill up too much.
"It's gonna blow!" Jason yells. We take cover, leaving Danny to fend on his own. The tank bursts, leaving everything covered in a green goo.
"Danny. I'm coming back, and I can't wait to see the lab looking exactly as I left it." Danny drops the leftover vacuum piece and grabs us. We go through the ceiling.
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"So, Saturday night plans. I say we hit the amusement park. I hear the new roller coaster has a free fall that'll take three years off your life expectancy." Sam plans.
"No way," Tucker argues, "It costs 40 bucks just to get in there, not mention the food and stuff."
Jason stuffs a french fry in his mouth while I try to make myself comfortable on the horrid Nasty Burger booth seat, "Tickets aren't a problem. I'm rich. Also, three years isn't that much. Jay and I are immortal. Not invincible; we can't die by normal human things. But if someone were to hunt us down with things used to kill Shifters, then yeah, we would die."
"Tucker, if you're tapped out, I can lend you the cash." Sam suggests.
Tucker shakes his head, "Lend means repay, and repay is out of my reach. Right, Danny?" We all look to Danny, who hasn't said a word this whole conversation. I take a bite out of Jason's burger.
He slaps my hand away, "Get your own food, woman, and stop taking mine. That's what women are for." I growl at him and he shrinks a little. I take another bite.
"Danny? Hello?!"
We all look to see Dash handing out invitations to a party.
"Great. It's the hottest party of the whole school year and Paulina's going and I'm not...again."
I role my eyes and Sam starts to rant, "I don't understand what you see in her."
Danny's head snaps in Sam's direction, "Are you kidding? She's only, like, perfectly flawless."
We watch her order a Mighty Meaty Cheesy Melt that's just a might less meaty.
"Yep. She's a goddess." Sam says sarcastically.
"Why don't we get invited to the really cool parties? We've got style, charms, good looks. At least I do anyway." Tucker states.
Jason and I let out a growl.
"And them. They have it too."
"Dream on. On the social circuit, we're as invisible as Danny in his ghost mode. Not that it will matter five years from now, but we have each other...right?"
"Jay and I will be with you as long as we can."
Danny gets slapped in the face with a purple invitation. The same type that Dash handed Jazz.
"Here. Your sister made me invite you." Dash looks over at the rest of us. I snuggle closer to Jason. Tucker and Sam look at him hopefully, "Just you. Show up, shut it, go home, and nobody gets hurt." He walks away.
Danny gets wide-eyed. A random girl walks by, "Hey, Danny."
Kwan stops by our table, "What's up, Fenton? Party!"
Ms. Shallow (Paulina) walks by, "See you Saturday, Danny."
"I'm-I'm invited. I've arrived!"
"Swell. Send us a post card from popularityville." Sam rolls her eyes.
Danny gets up, "I will."
*At school next day*
"Seriously, Danny. Ever since you got that invitation, you're all about 'in crowd'."
"Come on, Raven, that's rediculo- KWAN! LOOKING GOOD!"
"Fentonmeister! Woohoo!"
"She's right Danny. It's like--" Jason begins.
"Hey Fenton, come here." Dash interrupts. Danny takes off.
"--we're not not even here." Sam finishes.
"He'll come around sooner or later: I know it. I wish it was just sooner, rather than later."
We walk over to him right after Dash and his posse leave.
"This must cost a fortune. Where am going to get the money by Saturday?"
Sam sign, "You know, I almost hate to offer--"
Paulina cuts her off, "Hey Danny! You wanna hear my new CD? It's really crunk!"
"Is crunk good?" Danny asks us.
"It's Paulina." Tucker answers blandly.
"Crunk's good. Be right there!" He zooms away, leaving the rest of us in the dust.
"Okay. This is getting really annoying." Sam turns around and walks away.
"Agreed." I turn to my mate, "Let's stop at the store on the way home. I'm going to cook tonight."
Jay's eyes light up, "Awesome."
*Saturday*
"It's a perfectly good vacuum motor, Mr. Lancer. Only used once. 10 bucks." I overhear Danny.
"Sam, this is rediculous. Jay's at home trying to get ready to go to your place tonight."
"What does he need to do? It's not anything fancy."
I look her straight in the eye, "There's a problem we have sometime. Our animal forms actually act like animals. He has flees and it takes a few hours to get rid of them all."
"Ah." I help her sell a toaster. We go over to Danny.
"Just sold a toaster. You know, I'm surprised your Dad's letting you sell off all his stuff. He's such a pack rat."
Danny fidgets, "Yeah, well, he's been planning on getting rid of this junk for a long time. He won't even miss it. I hope."
I eye him suspiciously, "Sure."
Tucker opens a sun tray, "I'm pleased with the turn out today. We're doing a really brisk business."
"I'm still 20 bucks short of what I need for those sweats."
I pat Danny on the back, "Well, you have fun with that. I have to make sure all of Jay's fleas are gone."
"Bye Raven." Tucker and Sam say. Danny just ignores me.
I rush home.
"Jay! I'm home!"
"I'm in the bedroom. I can't rid of this one spot." I march up the stairs and undo my tail. Jason is on his back in wolf form trying to get a spot. When I walk near him, he rolls over to his feet.
"Let me get the flea shampoo." I go to the bathroom and grab the shampoo and a towel. When I get back to the bedroom, I lay down the towel and motion for him to get on it. I grab a cup, fill it, and wet the small spot he couldn't get. After I rub in the soap and rinse him off, I towel dry his fur.
He shifts back into his human form (yes, there is a pair of pants), "Thanks Reyna. I needed that."
"No problem. I've been wondering-"
"-why I'm so mild mannered if I'm a criminal? Well, I kill other criminals and I have no regard for the law, but I try to be an otherwise good person. I don't like people, but I do love you. That's why I tolerate your friends and haven't tried anything illegal yet."
"That makes sense. Everything I've heard and read says that even as a person, you're awful."
"I don't really give a crap about being nice to people I don't like."
"Neither do I, so I guess we are meant for each other."
He gives me a hug, "Yeah, we are."
*Later that night*
We walk with Tucker to the front door of Sam's house. Tucker rings the doorbell. Sam opens it while talking on the phone, "Right. That's two medium meatlovers. One medium pepperoni and one medium veggie. Put it on my tab." She ends the call, "Hey guys. Hope you got rid of all your fleas. And where's your tail, Raven?"
Jason pouts to me, "You told her?"
"Get over it you big baby. My tail's tucked away like normal." I say playfully. "Anyway, I hope they hurry. We're starving." The doorbell rings again.
I open it and see the pizza man, "Here's Sam's pizza." I take all for pizzas with one arm. Sam hand the delivery boy a bill.
"Thanks Nate."
"10 bucks. Thanks Sam"
"You tipped the guy a 10-spot?" Tucker asks.
"Whoops. Sorry, thought it was a 1. Come on, we're watching movies downstairs."
We follow her into a movie-theater-like basement. Jason and Tucker gawk.
"This is your downstairs?!?!" Jason asks.
"Pup, this shouldn't surprise you. Our house has a training room downstairs. And you grew up in a cave twice as big as this."
"What? Too much?" Sam asks. Jason and Tucker nod. I chuckle. They still haven't realized that I'm not surprised.
"I know I should've told someone besides Raven a long time ago, but my family's kinda filthy rich. Weird, huh?"
"Whoa, time out. You're loaded?"
"My great-granddad Izzy was an inventor. He invented that machine that twirls cellophane around deli toothpicks."
Tucker hops in a chair, "You're the toothpick-cellophane-twirling heiress? No way!"
"Look. If this is too much for you guys, we can do something else."
"Are you kidding?" Jason asks.
"We have so many questions."
Jason looks at him, "Actually, you have so many questions. Since I'm mated to a rich person, I already know a lot."
"Are we going to watch movies or not?" I wonder aloud as Jason and I sit on the couch. Tucker and Sam aren't paying attention.
"Just a few questions: could you buy a plane?"
"Yep."
"A yacht?"
"Yep."
"Umm, a bowling alley?"
"Nope." Sam presses a button. A wall moves showing a bowling alley, "There's no place to put another one."
Her grandma comes riding in on a cart carrying a bowling ball. She strikes.
"Nice moves." Jason whispers.
"That's weird. You don't smell stinking rich."
"Will you stop it? That's the whole reason I didn't tell anybody."
"But I don't get it. With all this money, why do you hang out with me and Danny? If you flash a little of that bling-bling, you'd be Miss Popularity."
"That's the thing, Tucker. My Dad and I were popular because of our money. People wanted to be close to us because of our money and not who we are." I decide to jump in the conversation.
"I don't need popularity, Tucker. Especially if I have to buy it."
"You should tell that Danny. Can you believe people actually spent money on that old junk from his parents shed?" Jason adds.
"Well, I did snag this really cool remote for 3 bucks. And he did give Dash a pretty good deal on the computer stuff." Sam says.
"Let's get to watching movies. How about that ninja one you were talking about the other day Sam." Tucker suggests.
Jason and I look at each other, "That's fine with us. We were trained by ninjas." We start the movie. About half-way through it, somebody keeps rewinding a scene.
"Tucker, if you want to watch a part of the movie over could you please tell me first?"
"Me? You're the one messing with the remote."
My ghost sense goes off, "I don't think it's any of us."
The remote starts floating, "I'm not schooled in the way off the rich," Tucker begins, "but do all your remotes do that?"
"No, well my toaster does, but it's from Denmark."
"That stuff Danny was selling must have been contamination ghost stuff." Jason shouts. The remote starts shooting random beams of plasma and disappears through the ceiling. We follow it outside. It joins a big group of ghost infected stuff.
"That's bad. Probably a job for Danny Phantom." Tucker states.
"Probably. And if I wasn't so mad at him, I would probably care that it's going to interrupt his big, jock party. Shall we?" We follow the stuff to an ally behind Dash's house.
"I brought the thermos in my bag." I pull it out of the bag.
"Danny needs to start carrying that in some sort of lunchbox."
"Everything is gravitating here to Dash's house. Looks like whatever fun Danny's having will be coming to an end soon." There's a loud crash and Danny comes hurtling towards us. We move out of the way and he slams into a wall. I turn into my cheetah and Jason turns into his panther.
"Hi Sam, hi Tuck, hi Ray, hi Jason. Glad you could make it." A big giant robot squeezes itself out of the middle of two buildings, "I am Technus! Master of technology and destroyer of worlds. Behold my force electronic fury. Who's your daddy?" Great. This guy again. Danny gets up and starts to fight the robot. But having no chance against its metal shell.
"Guys! Help!" Jason and I sit and Sam and Tucker look away. "Come on guys. Seriously!" He goes at it again, only to be swatted down again.
"I'm sorry I chose hanging with the popular kids over you guys it was stupid and shallow and I'll never do it again!"
"How can we be of assistance?"
Danny gets up, "He's running an old version of Portals XL."
"That piece of vaporware? It's the worst software ever." Sam says disgusted.
"Keep him busy. I think I know how you can beat him." Tucker starts tinkering.
"That I can do. Mirage, Red?" He takes off flying and we follow on foot.
"Hey Reyna. How are we going to beat a robot? We're animals."
"I don't know. We'll think of something."
"Get back you hunk of my Dad's junk."
"Could mere junk do this?" Technus takes out a remote. He turns Danny into a cowboy, then a show host lady, then a weird alien creature (I'm gonna break the forth wall and say that it's Spock).
"Give me that!" Spock/Danny grabs the remote and turns into his normal self. He gets grabbed by a claw, "Tucker. Anytime now." I try to draw the robot's attention by attacking it's leg.
"I'm trying, I'm trying."
"What's wrong?" Sam asks.
"I'm trying to bypass the program, but I can't. It must've upgraded."
"What do we do?"
"We need the latest version of Portals XL. But where are we going to get it this time a night?"
"Leave it to me." Sam takes out her phone and makes a call. A woman on a scooter drives up, "Here you go Sam." She hands Sam a package, "Thanks Tracie."
"Wow! You have access to the latest technology after hours?"
"Yep."
"What else can you do after hours?"
Tracie glares at Tucker, "Just sign the voucher sir."
Sam's voice rings through the sky, "Excuse me. I'm Sam. I don't believe I caught your name. Perhaps you should scream it really loud and shout out your motive."
"Hello! I am Technus! Nebulator of machines, lord of all gadgetry, wizard of integrated circuitry..."
"...Go on," Sam picks up the cords, "isn't there more you'd like to tell me?"
"Oh yes. I am also master of al-l-l-l-l."
"What's happening?" Danny asks.
"Portals XL is happening. Everybody knows that every new version of Portals XL has a gigantic hole in its security system."
"What? No!"
Danny breaks free, "Process this!" He sticks the claw in the disc holder.
"Wait! That doesn't go there!" The robot shuts down.
"And for my final trick..." Tucker grabs the Fenton Thermos out of my bag and throws it to Danny. Danny uncapps it and sucks Technus out of the robot body. Tim and I shift back.
"Nice going, Tuck." Jason slaps him on the back.
"Don't thank me. Thank lousy software."
*next day*
"So, what's the damage from this weekend?" I ask.
"Did you get in trouble for taking your folks' stuff?" Jason asks.
"Not really. I hauled it all back to the shed yesterday while they were out. My Dad's checking every piece for government surveillance devices."
"Sounds like you got off pretty easily." Sam adds.
"Well, I do have to return those stupid sweats so I can refund everybody's money. And I still feel terrible about the way I treated you guys. Of all people, I should know how it feels to be invisible."
We get to my locker, "So would you say you've learned a lesson from all this?"
Danny looks towards Dash's locker. Dash opens it and lots of purple and pink stuffed bears spill out, "Fenton!"
"Yep. That one person's trash, is another person's revenge." We all laugh and head to our class.
Hi guys! I finally had enough time t work on this chapter. I guess I should warn you that this will update really slow. You can blame homework. I hope everyone has a great time.