Danny looked at his hands, his gloved hands that were now white. They were supposed to be black. His jumpsuit was supposed to be white and black, not black and white.
From what he could see of his hair, that was also white. That was also supposed to be black. Not white.
Danny's ears were still ringing from when he stumbled out of the portal. He finally looked up away from himself and met the gazes of his friends. They both had tears streaming down their faces, he could see them saying something but he still couldn't register what it was. When they met his eyes though their mouths stopped moving and a look of fear crawled across their faces.
His heart rate picked up. He clung to that fact as his mind went racing, wondering what about him would make his friends look at him in fear.
He looked down at his hands again and this time he saw a faint white glow encompassing them. His brow furrowed and he brought it up closer to his face to get a better look at it. But when he did that he saw the smallest of green glows reflecting against his jumpsuit. His eyes widened and his eyebrows shot up.
Ignoring the calls of his friends, he assumed they were telling him to sit back down, he stumbled his way over to the mirror that was on one wall of the lab.
The first thing that grabbed his attention was his, indeed, very white hair. His skin had darkened, as if he'd been toasted… Ugh. He wouldn't ever be eating toast again. And then he saw his eyes.
His eyes were a glowing, radioactive green. The green that his parents had described of ghosts. The green that they were made up of, an ectoplasmic color. He stumbled back from the mirror and put his hands onto his head, pulling on his hair.
This had to be an illusion. A dream. This can't be real.
And with that last thought, a bright white ring appeared around his waist. He covered his eyes, expecting the worst, for it to hurt him. But after a few moments he didn't feel anything. When he opened his eyes he looked at the mirror again.
There he stood. A completely normal looking Danny Fenton. A human. Not dead.
Suddenly Sam and Tucker were swarming him, tears streaming down their faces as they hugged him. He hissed at the contact, his skin tender from the accident, but he wrapped his own arms around them anyways.
He didn't know what happened, but he was back to normal now. They didn't have anything to worry about now. They would just have to find a way to cover why the portal had mysteriously turned on and-
Why were Sam and Tucker taller than him?
Danny looked down and saw that he was knee deep in the floor. He let out a cry of fear and Sam and Tucker were grabbing him by the arms and pulling him back out until he could stand solidly on the floor again.
He took deep breaths, in and out, bent over at the waist.
What the hell was going on?