Based on a tumblr prompt.

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Danny had never been good with extra limbs, even when they had just been generated via partial ghostly duplicates. Real extra limbs, limbs completely different than the ones he already had, were even worse. He was unbalanced, and taking in far too much sensory data.

Also, he was hoping he had just fallen into a weird pocket in the Ghost Zone- some places there imposed their rules on the people and things in them rather than the other way around- rather than his weird angelologist second cousins being right on any level. Especially since the 'portal' he'd come through (a magic circle type deal with crystals and candles) seemed to have vanished.

He smiled nervously at the might-be-angels-might-be-ghosts that were staring at him. One of them turned to their neighbor and whispered something that sounded vaguely Germanic. They tittered, laughter bell-like.

Danny took a long, sliding step backwards. Sooner he left, sooner he could get back home and put this inexpressibly uncomfortable experience behind him. He was curious, sure, but he'd learned over time that, in the Ghost Zone, curiosity did not trump not having back up of any kind while around complete strangers.

He reached for his ghost half and... sat down, blinking static out of his eyes. The ground tilted dangerously beneath him.

The laughter had stopped. In fact, Danny's surroundings had gone eerily silent. He looked up. Right into the eyes of one of the angels. He startled backwards, unnerved.

The angel asked him a question. "I'm sorry," said Danny. "I don't understand you."

This, for whatever reason, prompted the angel to press their thumb to the center of Danny's forehead. Danny's ears popped.

"Do you understand now?"

Danny blinked. "Yeah, actually. What did you do?" He rubbed the place their thumb had pressed on his forehead.

The angel frowned. The expression looked wrong on their face. "You don't know?"

"No?" He shrugged. "Thanks, though. Um. Do you know where in the Ghost Zone this is? Like, in relationship to the Far Frozen and the Wastes."

"Ghost Zone?" repeated the angel without recognition.

Oh, that wasn't good.

"Infinite Realms?" tried Danny, using the older, more traditional term.

"Young friend, we aren't even in the same plane of existence as the Infinite Realms. Do you not know where you are?"

"I thought I was in a pocket of the Infinite Realms, so, I'm going to say no..."

"Why were you trying to get to the Infinite Realms?"

"I wasn't. That's just where I thought I was. I mean. That's where I usually am, when I fall through random portals to other dimensions and I'm kind of freaking out right now, because if I'm not, I don't know how to get home, which is a serious problem."

"You are home, young one," said the angel. "This is the first Sphere of Heaven."

"I don't know how to tell you this, but I'm really, really not."

Another angel walked up with light steps.

"Young one," they said. "How long have you had your wings?"

"Like... Five minutes."

"Ah," said the first baby.

"He's a baby," said the second. "No wonder you're confused. Were you a ghost, before?"

"I- Before? I'm still a ghost, I'm pretty sure. Half ghost? I'm... I am intensely confused."

"We can help with that, love. Oh, it's been so long since we've had someone new!"

Danny was filled with trepidation.