Today was going to be one of those days. Danny was supposed to be walking Cujo but his breath had suddenly turned cold and shortly after he heard screaming near the park.

"Great," Danny sighed glancing down at Cujo. "What am I supposed to do with you?" He couldn't take Cujo with him to fight other ghosts, someone would see him and start wondering why the Fenton's green pet was hanging around Phantom.

Glancing around Danny found a bush and, picking Cujo up, hid him under the leaves and tied his leash to the base of the plant. "Stay," Danny said firmly. Cujo sat down so he assumed the pup understood the command.

Danny then checked his surroundings to make sure no one was watching. Luckily anyone nearby was too busy running away.

A white burst of light radiated out from his center and soon he was wearing a black hazmat suit with white gloves and boots. His hair faded to white and his eyes turned green.

Cujo barked at him and wagged his tail.

"Sorry, boy you have to stay here."

Cujo cocked his head sideways as Danny flew in the direction of the chaos. Not wanting to be left behind the dog pulled at the leash.

…

Some monster with a Skeletal horse's body and claws instead of hooves was running rampant, snapping at people's heads with fanged teeth and occasional spitting flames at them. So far it didn't look like anyone had gotten more than a light burn, but that didn't mean Danny didn't need to step in.

Danny's hands glowed with green energy which proceeded to burst outward towards the horse, striking its side and sending it tumbling a good twenty feet. Danny pulled out the Fenton thermos, but before he could use it the horse turned into a small orb of light and darted off.

Danny was confused until a very young voice cut in.

"Aw, you defeated my marble monster."

Turning Danny spotted the real source of the chaos, Youngblood. The kid was actually wearing normal clothes for once, pants, t-shirt, sneakers, and he was holding a small glowing sphere in his hand.

"Bet you can't beat this one though," the kid laughed, striking an exaggerated pose before dramatically throwing the marble. This time the creature that came out was a large skeletal tiger with three tails.

"I'm guessing your marble monster is actually that bird buddy of yours."

This time the Tiger spoke, sounding especially British and as though he'd rather be doing anything else. "Indeed, you caught on rather quick."

"Marble monsters don't talk," Youngblood complained. "Now attack."

The Tiger leaped, claws extended to look more like daggers as Danny dodge and hit him with another blast. The tiger rolled and got to its feet again.

"Can you fill me in, what exactly are Marble Monsters?" Danny asked, hoping if he distracted Youngblood long enough he'd get a chance to use the thermos.

"What! You haven't heard of Marble Monsters?" Youngblood exclaimed with great disbelief. "It's only the coolest tv show every. These kids battle using marbles which contain ancient and powerful monsters and each time they win a fight they get to keep one of their opponent's monsters. Their goal is to collect as many as possible and become the Marble King! It has tournaments and bad guys and is the greatest show ever!"

While Youngblood was gushing over the show Danny blasted the tiger again, turning it back into a marble.

"Hey, not fair." Youngblood accused. "You're not even playing right."

As Youngblood raised his arm to throw another marble Danny fired a smaller blast, knocking it from his hand. Youngblood went chasing after it and Danny grabbed his thermos once more, but before he could use it another interruption startled him, this time a bark.

"Oh, no," Danny moaned, turning to see Cujo happily running towards him, the bush dragging behind and leaving a trail of leaves and dirt where it had been pulled up by the roots. "Cujo, sit!" Danny said firmly.

Cujo immediately dug in his heels and slid to a stop, his butt firmly on the ground.

"You have a dog!"

Youngblood was back.

"Can I pet him?"

"What?"

"Does he play fetch? What kind of tricks can he do?"

"Uh…" It then occurred to Danny that there might be another way to handle this situation. He folded his arms and tried his best to look stern. "I don't know, only good kids can pet this dog."

"But I am a good kid!"

Danny raised an eyebrow and gestures to the damaged park. "Do good kids cause destruction like this. That tree is literally on fire."

"I was only having fun, I didn't mean to cause any harm," Youngblood whined. "Please let me play with your dog. Please, please please."

Danny pretended to think about it. "I don't know. Cujo doesn't like kids who go around scaring other people and wrecking stuff. He might not want to play with you."

Youngblood looked crestfallen.

"But," Danny continued, "I bet if you promise to never do it again, and only play games that don't destroy stuff, he might be willing to forgive you and be your friend."

"Really?!"

"Oh absolutely," Danny said nodding. "Cujo loves kids who keep their promises."

"Then I promise not to do it again," Youngblood said and then rushed down to where Cujo was sitting.

The green pup wagged his tail happily when Danny landed with Youngblood.

Danny pulled a couple treats out of his pocket and handed them to the younger ghost. "Here I'll even let you give him a treat."

Youngblood happily gave Cujo treats and petted him and then went searching for a stick to play fetch.

Danny looked around to make sure no one was watching and turned back into his human form. The park was still in ruins but hopefully, this was the last time Youngblood would cause any trouble. Not that Danny was betting on it, but it was nice to dream.

First, I want to thank every who has been reading aGBaHD.

Second I wanted to let you know that I will be publishing new chapters less frequently during the month of April. During that time I will be participating in Phic Phight and will be writing a bunch of new shories based on the Phic Phight prompts. So bad news, less Cujo for a bit, but good news you'll get to read some of my other stories if you're interested.