ShadowKingLegette whistles cheerfully as he saunters into his office with suitcase and a cup of herbal tea in hand. As soon as he sits down in his deskchair and raises the cup of herbal tea to his lips he remembered something important.

"Oh right. Thanks for reading, following, fav-ing, and/or reviewing."

Then he toasted to the air followed by sipping from the cup.

Now onto the replies...

To (devilzxknight86): Would you believe it if I told you that the space station was the thing that had me roadblocked in my writing for this story?

To (xTorchbearerx): You say that now. *smiles like the Joker*

To (The Champions): Actually I'm not really that busy. Its just that I have stuff I'd rather do than what I should do. Nevertheless, I ran out of ideas and hit a major roadblock.

To (Guest): I'll flip a coin. If it lands on heads I'll make all of that happen. If it lands on tails, I'll make all of that happen. *Tosses a coin into the air aaaaand... a hawk swoops in and swallows the coin midair* Oh boy...


Waiting for the Box Ghost to return, Ember was busy tuning her guitar while Danny practiced duplicating himself. The ghost boy was able to create one copy of himself at best. However, when he tried to exceed that limit both him and his duplicate sprouted an extra head.

Danny sighed as his duplicate popped out of existence and his extra head disappeared.

"Still no progress?" Ember asked after turning his way.

"Its like trying to fold a small piece of paper that's been folded 10 times already. Every time I try to do more its next to impossible."

"Don't worry about it. You'll get it eventually."

He turned to face her.

"Got a lot of faith in me huh?"

"That and I saw what you can do. For a newbie ghost you've got some skills."

"One of those skills isn't teleportation."

"True, but you're the first ghost I know that can copy himself."

"I am?"

"Yeah. Its a rare power that I've only heard of by ear before you came into the fold. Teleportation on the otherhand is more common."

At that bit Danny felt special in a way and so he smiled.

"I guess I should be grateful for what I can do. But I am curious. I know Clockwork can teleport anywhere he wants throughout all time. What about you?"

"I can teleport straight back to my place whenever I want without much concentration. And maybe short distances if I focused hard enough on the spot. Although, in both cases it would drain me like a battery."

"Can you take other people with you?"

"Can't."

"What about other ghosts who can teleport?"

"The same rules apply regarding the energy drain. But I think if a ghost has a lot of power and is really good at maintaining their focus then they could teleport with someone else."

"I have returned!"

The two friends turned and found the Box Ghost closing the distance between them with a glowing box floating over his head.

"Ready to help us?" asked Danny.

"I am," nodded the Box Ghost.

"Great. What do you have that can help solve our problem?"

The overall wearing ghost pointed up.

"See this container suspended over my person?"

"Yeah."

"That little thing will help us gather 100 gallons of ectoplasm?" questioned Ember.

"No, but it will do something even better thanks to one of my extraordinary abilities!" boasted the Box Ghost.

Danny and Ember exchanged skeptical looks for a brief moment.

"Uh-huh..." the flame haired ghost skeptically uttered.

"And what is this 'extraordinary' ability?" asked the white haired teen.

The Box Ghost pointed to some nearby green ectoplasm floating around.

"Retrieve a bit of that goo and I will show you."

"Ok..."

Still doubting, the ghost boy floated off to the goo and used a hand to grab a handful of the radiating green substance before returning. Right after, the Box Ghost brought the box floating over his head down into his hands and opened the lid.

"Put it inside."

The white haired teen nodded and did as commanded. Once he had, the Box Ghost closed the lid and focused his power into the box.

After a few seconds, the overall wearing ghost smirked and said, "I have done it! Your ectoplasm problem is now solved!"

"What?" Ember furrowed an eyebrow or two.

"It is?" blinked Danny.

The Box Ghost removed the lid from the box with a smirk. Once he had, massive amounts of ectoplasm shot up into the air like lava bursting out of a volcano.

The pair gaped.

"Sell my guitar..."

"This is not what I was expecting..."

"Hahaha!" laughed the overall wearing ghost. "Witness the secret power of the Box Ghost! The ability to multiply box contents at will!"

Once Danny and Ember were able to accept what had happened before their eyes, the ghost girl looked to the teen boy and said, "Time to get to work."

Danny nodded before asking, "So how do I use this stuff exactly?"

"First, you imagine what your place is gonna look like. Do you have a general idea?"

The ghost boy thought silently for a few seconds before saying, "Now I do."

"Good. Focus your ghost powers into your hands."

Danny did as instructed and his hands were wrapped with green energy.

"Here comes the hard part. I want you to project that power through the ectoplasm while keeping your pad in mind."

"I'll try."

After stretching out his hands, the green glow surrounding them shot forth and made contact with the ectoplasm coming out of Box Ghost's box(redundant I know). Once it had, the goo began to reshape itself slowly but surely. Danny was completely surprised.

"(Its actually changing...!)"

Then all of a sudden the goo's shape had become undone.

"What's going on? Why did it stop changing?"

"You lost focus," answered Ember.

Danny turned his head.

"I did?"

"Yep."

"How? I'm still focusing my power."

"Not that. You're supposed to not stop visualizing your pad."

Then the Box Ghost added, "In order for your realm to be completed, your thoughts must not waver until the process is finished."

"So let me get this straight," began Danny. "I cant stop picturing the space station, not even for a second?"

"Pretty much," nodded Ember.

"Exactly," agreed the overall wearing ghost. "For if you do, you will have to start from the beginning."

"Ok... Now that I know where I messed up, I'll make sure not to get distracted."

But that was easier said than done. For the ghost boy would soon find out how hard it was to not be distracted. After almost an hour, the white haired teen groaned in frustration.

"Uuuugh..."

"Not as easy as you thought it would be huh?" mildly teased the flame haired girl.

"I had a feeling it would be difficult to a certain extent but this is a whole other level. Everytime I try to remain focused, some stupid Ooh or Aah noise comes out of nowhere and messes with the picture in my head. And on top of that, the process is taking too long."

"It is said that time and sound coupled together are next to impossible to overcome," sagely commented the Box Ghost. "Too bad there is nothing we can do to eliminate them as a factor."

At that remark from the ghost in overalls, Ember began to think. After a few seconds an idea came to mind.

"I don't know about time, but sound and I are thick as thieves. Looks like I'll have to cash in on one it's secrets."

Danny shifted his focus to the pop princess.

"What do you mean by that?"

She smiled confidently as her ponytail began to swirl around her being.

"You'll see when I get back."

Before he could question her any further, Ember disappeared. Danny turned to the Box Ghost and asked, "Any idea what she's talking about?"

The Box Ghost shrugged.

Meanwhile on the lower floor of Ember's realm, the flame haired girl appeared in front of the door.

"Now to get what I came for."

She then proceeded to fly towards the stairs and up to the top floor. Once there, she headed for the music studio.

Several minutes pass before Ember came out the door to her realm with earcovering headphones in hand.

"Note to self. Clean my studio when I get the chance..."

As soon as she was about to fly off after closing the entrance, a voice called out to her.

"Ember!"

The ghost girl turned and saw someone she was not expecting to see.

"Skulker?" said Ember with a raised brow.

"Hello Ember," Skulker returned putting on smile after closing the distance.

"What do you want?"

"I was wondering if we could talk."

"You caught me at a bad time. I have plans and was about to head out."

"Well, why don't I join you and we'll talk on the way?"

At that moment, Ember felt insipid and she frowned a bit. The hunter noticed.

"What? Is that a bad idea?"

After weighing her options, the flame haired girl said after folding her arms, "I guess I could hold off on leaving for a bit. What do you wanna talk about?"

Pleased by her decision, the hunter began with, "Remember our last conversation during the Christmas Party?"

The ghost girl looked off to the side.

"I do..."

Skulker rubbed the back of his neck.

"At the time you were guilt-stricken concerning what we had done. So much so, you were in no shape to discuss where we would proceed in terms of our relationship. For that reason I thought it best to keep my distance and give you time to alleviate your troubles. However, today I thought it best to stop by and check on your progress."

The mechanical ghost gave her a once over with his eyes.

"But now that I see that you are in better condition than last we saw one another I was wondering if maybe we could..."

Ember finished for him.

"Get back together?"

"Yes."

The pop princess looked down out the corner of her eyes.

"I don't know Skulker."

"You don't know?" asked the hunter raising a brow. "Are you still vexed?"

"Not as much as before but..."

"But what?"

She remained silent thinking about someone else. It fact it was a ghost boy with pale blue skin, snow white hair, and a smile that could brighten any ghost girl's afterlife.

While in the middle of her thoughts, Skulker gently grasped Ember's hands in his, which startled the pop princess out of her thoughts.

"Do not allow that event to impede our relationship. After all, those humans had what was coming to them for torturing you."

"But that's the thing," frowned Ember. "That human boy didn't torture me. He set me free and we... I killed him."

"Perhaps we should have done things differently," reflected Skulker after retracting his hands. "Maybe if we had went after the ones directly responsible for your suffering, our relationship might not have ended."

The pop princess thought of the alternative. Her capturing Maddie and Jack Fenton followed by calling up Skulker to do his 'art' business. Afterward, she wouldn't have bothered to stuff their remains in a box. More than likely, Ember would have toasted them until they were nothing but a pile ashes. The musician knew she wouldn't have felt bad about doing it. Well not at first. Thinking on it now, she had a feeling she would come to regret that decision too. Because the boy who had saved her would have suffered the loss of his parents. And it wouldn't be just him. His sister, friends and uncle would be devastated as well. The latter would probably have planned to attack the Ghost Zone like Danny had aforementioned to her. And she would hate to be the cause for the suffering of millions of ghosts because of her stupid(justified maybe) desire for revenge.

"Maybe," Ember somberly replied. "It's hard to say."

The two fell silent for a while until Skulker decided to speak.

"I should go. And I believe you said something about having plans and heading out yourself...?"

"...I did."

"I want you to know something before I go."

"Wha...?!" started Ember but was interrupted by the hunter's mouth pressing firmly against her own. Not only that but he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her in close so that their bodies were pressed against one another. The musician was astonished by his actions.

After nearly 10 seconds, Skulker pulled his mouth away and looked deep within her eyes before stating with firm conviction, "In the time we're apart you are all that I think about. No amount of hunting can fill the void that you left in my undead heart. If the cost to win you back is to cast all of my possessions into the abyss I will gladly pay it. Never forget that I refuse to give up on what we had and I wont cease until you are mine once more. Remember that."

After jetpacks activated from his backside, Skulker flew away leaving Ember stunned and blushing profusely. It took her almost a minute to regain her focus. When she had, the ghost girl also flew off; with the latest event fresh in her mind.

Little did she know, an eagle happened to be watching while perched atop a floating rock. It stretched its wings with a cry before soaring off into spooky unknown.