CHAPTER 9
Danny and Dea walked back to the house, now out of ghost form so as not to attract attention. They walked around in the lab looking behind equipment and parts, inventions and tools for several minutes until they were down there nearly an hour. They still hadn't found the thermos. They thought other inventions might work, but found problems in every one.
Danny: What about the Fenton Grappler? Think that'd work?
Dea: No, he could just phase through it.
Danny: The Fenton Extractor?
Dea: No, it's designed to take the ghost out of a human. Like us! Besides, it would be kind of dangerous for us to use it.
Danny: You're right. Well, what could we use? So far we've trashed seventeen inventions of my dad's.
Dea: Yeah...But I just can't think of anything that would be of any use.... (She started to pace around the lab with Danny curiously watching her) Wait a second! Do you still have that Fenton Fisher thingy?
Danny: Yeah. What're you getting at?
Dea: Remember what you told me, you once wrapped it around a ghost dragon and the line couldn't be broken!
Danny: So, we could wrap it around him and throw him back into the portal right?
Dea: Exactly! Thus getting rid of Skulker.
They began their search for the Fenton Fisher taking the same course they did before. Looking through equipment and anything else they came across that looked like it could hide something. Finally! They found it. It was in the bottom of a box filled with failed inventions. They sat on a table waiting for Skulker to come through the wall or ceiling. Dea was tired, so she rested her head on Danny's shoulder and fell asleep. Danny got bored so he started throwing the line and reeling it back in. Dea shivered on his shoulder just as blue smoke came out of his mouth.
Danny: Wake up Dea, here he comes!
Dea: (mumbling) Five more minutes....
Danny: Get up lazy bones! He's coming!
Dea: Fine. Grr.
Skulker came quietly through the wall, not seeing them under one of the tables. Danny tried to throw the line around his ankles but missed by several feet. He tried again but, once again, missed. Dea grabbed the fisher.
Dea: Bad aim, Mister!
She aimed carefully and flicked sideways yet forward at the same time so that it wrapped around his ankles. Just in time, Skulker had his sensors locked on them and was ready to deploy a net. Dea handed the line to Danny (because he was stronger) and he pulled as hard as he could. Skulker fell with thud so big the entire lab shook. He handed the line back to Dea without a word, changed into Phantom Mode, and went to work with Skulker. Dea stayed hidden under the desk watching, looking very entertained... Until Danny was on his back pinned to the ground. She looked worried. Danny was struggling but couldn't free himself. She had to help him somehow... she wasn't strong enough to pull him back down with the fishing line. She switched into Phantom Mode and flew up near Skulker's face.
Dea: Hey, Ugly! Hands off my boyfriend!!
Skulker: Wha-
She kicked him with such force he flew across the room. He lay there, out cold. Dea floated back down to the ground, clutching her foot. Danny flew right away to wrap the line around Skulker's arms and legs assuring he couldn't escape. Danny hurried over to Dea.
Danny: You OK?
Dea: Yeah, I'm fine. Just a sore foot. Dang, he's got a hard head.
Danny: His 'head' is made of metal, remember?
Dea: Oh yeah. What're you gonna do with him?
Danny: Throw him back into the portal.
Dea: What about the line? Are you going to leave the line on him or keep it?
Danny: I think I'm gonna keep the line. Why get rid of such a helpful invention?
Dea: (chuckling) Yeah, you're right.
Danny and Dea pulled the line wrapped around Skulker over to the portal. He was heavy so all they could do was push him into the portal. Just as he started to stir, Danny kicked him through. The hook lay unwrapped near the portal, only a few feet away. Dea held the rod, standing with a grin on her face right by the open portal. She started to reel the line back in. Neither of them noticed the slight tugs on the line....
Danny and Dea walked back to the house, now out of ghost form so as not to attract attention. They walked around in the lab looking behind equipment and parts, inventions and tools for several minutes until they were down there nearly an hour. They still hadn't found the thermos. They thought other inventions might work, but found problems in every one.
Danny: What about the Fenton Grappler? Think that'd work?
Dea: No, he could just phase through it.
Danny: The Fenton Extractor?
Dea: No, it's designed to take the ghost out of a human. Like us! Besides, it would be kind of dangerous for us to use it.
Danny: You're right. Well, what could we use? So far we've trashed seventeen inventions of my dad's.
Dea: Yeah...But I just can't think of anything that would be of any use.... (She started to pace around the lab with Danny curiously watching her) Wait a second! Do you still have that Fenton Fisher thingy?
Danny: Yeah. What're you getting at?
Dea: Remember what you told me, you once wrapped it around a ghost dragon and the line couldn't be broken!
Danny: So, we could wrap it around him and throw him back into the portal right?
Dea: Exactly! Thus getting rid of Skulker.
They began their search for the Fenton Fisher taking the same course they did before. Looking through equipment and anything else they came across that looked like it could hide something. Finally! They found it. It was in the bottom of a box filled with failed inventions. They sat on a table waiting for Skulker to come through the wall or ceiling. Dea was tired, so she rested her head on Danny's shoulder and fell asleep. Danny got bored so he started throwing the line and reeling it back in. Dea shivered on his shoulder just as blue smoke came out of his mouth.
Danny: Wake up Dea, here he comes!
Dea: (mumbling) Five more minutes....
Danny: Get up lazy bones! He's coming!
Dea: Fine. Grr.
Skulker came quietly through the wall, not seeing them under one of the tables. Danny tried to throw the line around his ankles but missed by several feet. He tried again but, once again, missed. Dea grabbed the fisher.
Dea: Bad aim, Mister!
She aimed carefully and flicked sideways yet forward at the same time so that it wrapped around his ankles. Just in time, Skulker had his sensors locked on them and was ready to deploy a net. Dea handed the line to Danny (because he was stronger) and he pulled as hard as he could. Skulker fell with thud so big the entire lab shook. He handed the line back to Dea without a word, changed into Phantom Mode, and went to work with Skulker. Dea stayed hidden under the desk watching, looking very entertained... Until Danny was on his back pinned to the ground. She looked worried. Danny was struggling but couldn't free himself. She had to help him somehow... she wasn't strong enough to pull him back down with the fishing line. She switched into Phantom Mode and flew up near Skulker's face.
Dea: Hey, Ugly! Hands off my boyfriend!!
Skulker: Wha-
She kicked him with such force he flew across the room. He lay there, out cold. Dea floated back down to the ground, clutching her foot. Danny flew right away to wrap the line around Skulker's arms and legs assuring he couldn't escape. Danny hurried over to Dea.
Danny: You OK?
Dea: Yeah, I'm fine. Just a sore foot. Dang, he's got a hard head.
Danny: His 'head' is made of metal, remember?
Dea: Oh yeah. What're you gonna do with him?
Danny: Throw him back into the portal.
Dea: What about the line? Are you going to leave the line on him or keep it?
Danny: I think I'm gonna keep the line. Why get rid of such a helpful invention?
Dea: (chuckling) Yeah, you're right.
Danny and Dea pulled the line wrapped around Skulker over to the portal. He was heavy so all they could do was push him into the portal. Just as he started to stir, Danny kicked him through. The hook lay unwrapped near the portal, only a few feet away. Dea held the rod, standing with a grin on her face right by the open portal. She started to reel the line back in. Neither of them noticed the slight tugs on the line....