Ch. 1
Danny ate his toast quickly and grabbed his backpack to go off to school. His dad was working on another invention as Jazz was telling Jack all the reasons why his ghost hunting was ruining their lives.
"...and thirteenthly, you've never even found a ghost! And fourteenthly you really sho-" Jazz was telling him.
"Okay, Jazz. You've made your point, honey," Danny's mom (Maddie) told her. "I realize you don't approve of this, but it is what we do. You'll understand someday."
Jazz sighed. "Parents..." she grumbled.
"Erm. Dad? What are you working on?" Danny asked, changing the subject.
"Danny, this is the Fenton Ghost Extracting Machine (tm)! It's an updated model of the one I used earlier. If someone glare at Jazz is infected with some sort of ghost-like-thing, it'll get rid of it! And in this version, it should hopefully suck out any ghostly substance that is in something," Danny's dad said. Danny stared at the invention, slightly worried. "There! It's done! Let's give it a try, eh Danny?"
Danny gulped. "Oh, Dad. I have school, you know. I gotta go..." He left as his dad told him that they'd try it out after school, together.
At school:
The school bell rang as Danny entered. "Great. Late again." He ran to his locker and took out his books, and he ran to his first period.
Lunch:
"He has another new invention. I'm kind-of worried about it, since I'll be in the room and it can get rid of ghosts from humans. I'm an example of that!" Danny told Tuck and Sam, panicing. "What do I do?!?"
Sam thought about this. "Well, he doesn't know you're a ghost, so he won't use it on you. Let's just hope it doesn't backfire."
"Just tell him that you have to much homework. That should work." Tucker said.
"Yeah, ok. Sounds good, Tucker. I hope it works! If not, I'll go on Sam's strategy..." Danny told them.
Later on that day, back at home...Danny walked into the house. He called from the top of the basement about his homework situation to his dad. Jack came up from the basement into the hallway and looked kind-of sad about the fact that Danny couldn't work with him.
"Oh well. It doesn't work anyway, because Jazz STILL is posessed. It didn't do anything to her!" He told Danny. He sighed. "Worth a short, though."
Maddie entered the hallway from the family room. "Hello Danny. By the way Danny, your father and I nudge nudge are worried about you. You seem to be doing all these school projects late at night, sometimes with your friends, yet your grades aren't coming up! And you seem to be withdrawing from us a lot. What is going on? It's like you're seen a ghost, or something!" she laughed.
Danny looked at them, speechless, and giggled nervously. "Erm, Stress? Yeah. Lots of stress. gulp" He looked at them nervously. "Now I need to do some homework. Bye!"
He ran upstairs to his room, very quickly, and slammed the door.
Maddie looked at Jack. "Hmm...something is not right about Danny. What should we do?"
Jack looked worried for a moment. Then he put on a grin and said matter-of-factly, "He's going through a stage! Yes. I remember being his age. Awkward. Wanting a pony. Yes...a pony...HEY! We ought to buy a horse someday!" He got all excited.
Maddie looked around exasperated. "I bet you're right. He's just going through a stage."
Danny collapsed on his bed. He closed his eyes and sighed. 'I'm not sure how much longer I can go with this secret! They [my mom] seem[s] to be figuring it out. The way she said ghosts...gulp If they find out, I don't know what they'll do! Great. I'm under too much stress already!' he thought to himself. "Ok, Danny, you're going to pull yourself together! Yes." He told himself.
Danny ate his toast quickly and grabbed his backpack to go off to school. His dad was working on another invention as Jazz was telling Jack all the reasons why his ghost hunting was ruining their lives.
"...and thirteenthly, you've never even found a ghost! And fourteenthly you really sho-" Jazz was telling him.
"Okay, Jazz. You've made your point, honey," Danny's mom (Maddie) told her. "I realize you don't approve of this, but it is what we do. You'll understand someday."
Jazz sighed. "Parents..." she grumbled.
"Erm. Dad? What are you working on?" Danny asked, changing the subject.
"Danny, this is the Fenton Ghost Extracting Machine (tm)! It's an updated model of the one I used earlier. If someone glare at Jazz is infected with some sort of ghost-like-thing, it'll get rid of it! And in this version, it should hopefully suck out any ghostly substance that is in something," Danny's dad said. Danny stared at the invention, slightly worried. "There! It's done! Let's give it a try, eh Danny?"
Danny gulped. "Oh, Dad. I have school, you know. I gotta go..." He left as his dad told him that they'd try it out after school, together.
At school:
The school bell rang as Danny entered. "Great. Late again." He ran to his locker and took out his books, and he ran to his first period.
Lunch:
"He has another new invention. I'm kind-of worried about it, since I'll be in the room and it can get rid of ghosts from humans. I'm an example of that!" Danny told Tuck and Sam, panicing. "What do I do?!?"
Sam thought about this. "Well, he doesn't know you're a ghost, so he won't use it on you. Let's just hope it doesn't backfire."
"Just tell him that you have to much homework. That should work." Tucker said.
"Yeah, ok. Sounds good, Tucker. I hope it works! If not, I'll go on Sam's strategy..." Danny told them.
Later on that day, back at home...Danny walked into the house. He called from the top of the basement about his homework situation to his dad. Jack came up from the basement into the hallway and looked kind-of sad about the fact that Danny couldn't work with him.
"Oh well. It doesn't work anyway, because Jazz STILL is posessed. It didn't do anything to her!" He told Danny. He sighed. "Worth a short, though."
Maddie entered the hallway from the family room. "Hello Danny. By the way Danny, your father and I nudge nudge are worried about you. You seem to be doing all these school projects late at night, sometimes with your friends, yet your grades aren't coming up! And you seem to be withdrawing from us a lot. What is going on? It's like you're seen a ghost, or something!" she laughed.
Danny looked at them, speechless, and giggled nervously. "Erm, Stress? Yeah. Lots of stress. gulp" He looked at them nervously. "Now I need to do some homework. Bye!"
He ran upstairs to his room, very quickly, and slammed the door.
Maddie looked at Jack. "Hmm...something is not right about Danny. What should we do?"
Jack looked worried for a moment. Then he put on a grin and said matter-of-factly, "He's going through a stage! Yes. I remember being his age. Awkward. Wanting a pony. Yes...a pony...HEY! We ought to buy a horse someday!" He got all excited.
Maddie looked around exasperated. "I bet you're right. He's just going through a stage."
Danny collapsed on his bed. He closed his eyes and sighed. 'I'm not sure how much longer I can go with this secret! They [my mom] seem[s] to be figuring it out. The way she said ghosts...gulp If they find out, I don't know what they'll do! Great. I'm under too much stress already!' he thought to himself. "Ok, Danny, you're going to pull yourself together! Yes." He told himself.