Danny watched the green gas fly into the vent and watched it in curiosity. A moment later and the green swirls dissipated.

"That was way more interesting than taking apart the device" Tucker commented.

"What? That?" The ninja pointed to the vents where the smoke disappeared with his sword, seeming to have recovered from phazing. "I see that practically every day."

To this, Danny whipped over to the ninja, "What's the smoke all about then?"

"Foley! Your extended bathroom break has just extended past your next three breaks for your test!" A mad-sounding voice resembling Mr. Lancer's resounded on the other side of the boy's bathroom door.

"Y-yeah! I'll be out in a second!" Tuck called back, subduing the anger of Mr. Lancer for a little bit.

"And that's my que! Smokebomb!" Poof. Smoke filled the room for a brief moment as the ninja disappeared.

Danny coughed a few times as the black-clad person made his escape. "The test? You guys are taking it now?"

"We didn't start it right now..." Tucker then continued just as Danny was going to let out a breath of relief, "it's been going on for 20 minutes. Danny, you're late bro."

"LATE!?" Danny instantly groaned after the initial outburst, "this is a great test to be late for."

"Good luck." Tucker's parting words did anything but encourage the ghost kid as he phazed through the walls once more.

"So what happened Danny? The monster suddenly became a writhing blonde teenager. What did you do?"

Danny jumped to Jake's comment -if a floating ghost could even do such a thing. "Oh god Jake. Didn't I tell you not to scare me like that?"

The dragon was now in his human form, his posture indicated he was waiting earnestly. "Yeah yeah, but dude, you've gotta tell me what you did." Jake brushed off the complaint and continued regardless.

"Sure, but after the test."

"Test?"

"Yeah, the we-will-fail-life-if-we-don't-get-a-good-grade test? We're 20 minutes late." Danny then grabbed Jake and phazed through the wall, only to quickly spy a rogue teacher wandering the halls.

As the balding teacher whipped his head over to spot Jake, Danny had stood behind his buddy and turned back human. "Jake."

"Rootwood."

"PROFESSOR!" The teacher, Rotwood Danny presumed, shouted then readjusted his glasses when he spotted Danny's exit from Jake-the-shield. "It's Professor Rotwood to you Mr. Long, you should know this by now." The teacher cleared his throat as his eyes narrowed, "What are you doing out here? Aren't you supposed to be taking a test?"

"Y-yes sir we are, but..." Danny spotted Jake's hesitation and glance to the halfa.

"But!" Danny only took a split second to catch on, "I was helping Jake study for this test when..."

"When I checked the time to find that-" Jake then continued the excuse.

"-We were late!" Danny then added a statement as the teacher raised an eyebrow, "we ran as fast as we could. How late are we exactly?"

Rotwood raised his arm to check his watch, "About 22 minutes and 43 seconds." He then scanned the two, distrust in his eyes. "We have prepared a room for late-comers. Right this way."

Danny glanced at Jake as he realized the excuse worked, then followed the ginger-haired 'professor'. It didn't take long for the two to realize that this late-comers room was literally a different room from the other test takers. After all, the students and teacher passed by the over-packed room full of teachers and students a little while ago. Danny glanced to Jake and caught his gaze for a brief second, the two sharing their worry. From first encounter, Danny knew Jake and Rotwood didn't seem to be on good terms. That or the teacher was like that to everyone, which was entirely possible. However, the way Jake reacted to Rotwood is what really set the bell off in Danny's head. Fumbling about wasn't Jakes style, or at least what Danny's seen of Jake's style. Suddenly, the movement stopped, and Danny barely had time to halt before hitting Rotwood.

"Right this way boys," Rotwood opened the door, "Miss? There are two others who are late. Jake Long and..." He turned to Danny, pausing as he realized he didn't know the halfa's name.

"Ah, Danny Fenton!" Danny peeked around Rotwood and spotted who the owner of the familiar voice was.

"Spectra." Danny frowned, this was going to be great.

"Oh good! Seems you two know each other! Well, good luck on the test you two!" As Rotwood exited, Danny took a step forward into the classroom.

"Now Spectra, don't try any funny business okay?" Danny walked up to Spectra, Jake in tow.

"Oh me? Why would I do such a thing?" Her words dipped in sarcasm, she continued, "Take a seat over by that fine gentleman. We were about to start!"

Danny's first thought was something along the lines of: Who else could be this late? But as soon as Danny turned to face the teenager, he glanced at Jake. The two boys had the same expression. The boy sitting before them had dark purple hair that seemed to be too spiky for it's own good.