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.
