A/N: I posted a new fic today! It's called Just Another Face.

Just a Teenager-Chapter 14

Danny POV

I slip gracefully out my bedroom window, unnoticed.

I heard that there was something going down tonight in the park.

In one hand I have the Fenton Thermos in the other, a bag of Cheetos.

Aw yeah, I'm ready for anything.

I get to the park and see two ghosts, ready to ambush me.

Apparently, that was the thing that was going down tonight.

I have a ghost on each side of me, shooting ecto-blasts every which way.

These guys are amateurs though, and I take them out with just a few blows.

I change back into 'Fenton" mode and glance over my shoulder.

There stands Mr. Lancer, eyes wide, and mouth gaping.