Maddie Fenton was busy in the kitchen fixing her husband's latest ghost hunting gadget when a scream sounded from the floor above. The angry yells of her daughter made her drop her tools immediately and dash from the kitchen as quickly as possible, her hand already reaching for the ecto gun on her hip.
She reached the bottom of the stairs at the same time Danny's new pet fled down the hall.
"Hold it right there ghost mutt." She shouted, but the pup went intangible and disappeared through the floor before she could do anything further.
A moment later Jazz came charging down the hall looking furious.
"Jazz!" Maddie yelled, worry in her voice. "Did that ghost mongrel hurt you?" She knew taking that thing in was a bad idea.
"What? No, it's worse than that."
Worse? Maddie began to imagine all sort of horrible things. The worst of which was that Jazz had found Danny mauled to pieces.
"Calm down, Jazz, tell me everything."
"Look what that mutt did."
Jazz held up her hand. Maddie had been expecting to see an injury, but instead, she saw a toy. Bearbert Einstein, Jazz's childhood stuffed bear, was torn to bits, stuffing falling from his cloth belly and his head held on by mere threads.
This was not what Maddie had expected.
"We…we can sew him back together, sweetie. He'll be good as new in no time."
"That's not the point. We have all those dog toys Sam brought over and he still insists on going after Bearbert."
"Well, …we can make your room ghost proof. That way he can't get in."
Jazz nodded as she held Bearbert close. "Mom?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Is it possible to make a really small specter deflector?"
"W-well yes, but why…?"
"For Bearbert. He's not always in my room and I don't want him getting destroyed every time I take him somewhere else."
This was not at all where she had thought her day would go.
"Yes, sweetie, of course."
"Thank you mom, thank you so much."
Jazz hurried to give Maddie a big hug before going back upstairs.
Maddie returned to the kitchen and suddenly realized she still had the ecto-gun in her hand. Sighing she put it back in the holster. She kept expecting the ghost dog to do something evil but each time it just acted like a dog. Well, mostly like a dog, it still went intangible and occasionally ran across the ceiling instead of the floor.
Maddie sat down and picked up her tool again. From the corner of her eye, a green glow caught her attention. Turning she saw the glowing pup staring at her from around the corner.
The moment she locked eyes with it the ghost spread its front paws wide and lowered its head while wiggling its butt high in the air, tail wagging. It yipped happily.
Maddie's eyes narrowed.
"I don't know what you're playing at, ghost, but I'm on to you."
The pup tilted its head and then rolled onto its back, tongue lolling out to the side.
"Act cute all you want. I'm not falling for it."
The pup responded by wiggling his paws in the air.