Ch. 7
Danny took a swipe to the left of the ghost. It smirked and held up Jack in the way. Jack yelled as Danny realized what was happening. Danny turned quickly see-through, passing right through his dad. Tomatomachu kicked Danny with its gigantic feet and Danny flew into the wall.
"Oww.." Danny grimaced. "Great. What am I supposed to do? Tuck? Sam? Any ideas?!?"
"Well," Tucker said, "You could try one of your dad's inventions?"
"Okay," Danny agreed, "Find me one to try!"
Danny tried to keep the ghost busy while Tucker and Sam looked for a good invention. Jack passed out from a mixture of slight pain and great fear. Danny was getting beat up this time.
"This is a cheap trick, you know!" Danny panted.
"Me know. Haha. Nothing ghost-boy can do!" the ghost laughed.
"Hey Danny!" Sam yelled up to him. Danny floated down to Tuck's and Sam's level. Sam held up a vacuum cleaner-type invention. Danny stared at it and then reconized it.
"Hey! That's the Fenton Ghost Extracting Machine [sup]tm[/sup]! That's the invention I was worried about my dad using the other day. It should suck away ghostly substance from things...hmm...I wonder..." Danny said, taking the Fenton Ghost Extracting Machine [sup]tm[/sup] towards the furry ghost.
Tomatomachu looked at the machine in Danny's hands warily.
"Hrm. Tomatomachu no beat with vacuum cleaner!" it laughed, not so sure of itself.
"Think again, TOE-MA!" Danny yelled, turning the machine on with a click.
The machine started to shake violently. It spouted smoke and then made a loud FWISH noise. Danny could hear faint cries of "noooooo...tomatomatomatomatomachuchuchu isisis goingingin-nooo...", and he coughed the smoke. When the smoke finally cleared, the lab was covered with brown hairs. There was no ghost left. Jack laid in the middle of the floor, unconcious and surrounded by the fur. Sam and Tuck were brushing the hair off of themselves. Danny floated down beside them.
"So that fur-ball was just posessed FUR?!?" Tucker coughed.
"So it seems! I could have just used that invention at the beginning! Go dad!" Danny cheered, "...err...speaking of Dad..." Danny changed to normal and they walked over towards his dad. As they made their way through the mountain of fur, Danny grimaced.
"What is it Danny?" Sam asked.
"Oh nothing much. My leg still hurts. Anyway, it's weird how that ghost thing wanted to bring me to its "master." I wonder if its "master" created that furry mess for it? Also, why did my leg stop giving off ghost-smoke when I entered the ghost portal?" Danny wondered. Tucker and Sam shrugged, so Danny continued thinking.
It took a long time to get thorugh the fur (like 5-10 min). Well, there was a LOT of it! Finally they reached the unconcious Jack. Danny felt for a pulse that luckily still was there.
"Hey-why was your dad even in here?" Sam wondered, "It looked like he had been hiding there!" She pointed to underneath the stairs. Danny manuvered himself over underneath and found lots of papers. He stared at them.
"'Fenton Thesis on Getting Rid of the Ghost'
by Jack Fenton
My son is posessed with a ghost. He seems to be able to transform himself into a ghostly form by means of this ghost. He also appears to be able to fight against supernatural beings and have powers only a ghost would own. He can be hurt by these ghosts (see Figure D).
He and his friends seem not to understand how serious this matter is. They fight ghosts, assumingly often, and use my inventions to catch them. He has not told anyone (including Maddie and me) except for his closest friends. I started research today.
I found a blood sample and found Danny's DNA to be corrupted. This cannot be fixed easily with an innvention I own. I will need to create a new one..." and it went on from there with formulas and equations.
Danny, shocked, handed the papers over to Sam and Tucker. They were just as shocked. Danny read over it again, in case he could be wrong. No, he was dead right.
"So...my dad knew about me being a ghost?? But he didn't mention it...! Wait a minute, he did seem to be acting VERY differently last night and today. So he found about it last night when we first fought this thing?!?" Danny said, panicking.
"...It seems like he must've!" Tucker said. "I don't understand though, why does he want to get rid of your ghostly powers? He saw how good they are!"
Sam looked at them. "Hellooo! He thinks all ghosts are bad-"
"Well all the ones I've met are," Danny interrupted.
"-true true-so he doesn't want his own son to be like one (during life)," Sam finished. Danny opened his mouth to speak when Jack stirred.
Grunting, Jack opened his eyes. He was surrounded by lots of fur. He stood up really quickly. "Wha-huh? Where's that ghost?!?" he yelled. Then he saw Danny, Tucker, and Sam...
Danny took a swipe to the left of the ghost. It smirked and held up Jack in the way. Jack yelled as Danny realized what was happening. Danny turned quickly see-through, passing right through his dad. Tomatomachu kicked Danny with its gigantic feet and Danny flew into the wall.
"Oww.." Danny grimaced. "Great. What am I supposed to do? Tuck? Sam? Any ideas?!?"
"Well," Tucker said, "You could try one of your dad's inventions?"
"Okay," Danny agreed, "Find me one to try!"
Danny tried to keep the ghost busy while Tucker and Sam looked for a good invention. Jack passed out from a mixture of slight pain and great fear. Danny was getting beat up this time.
"This is a cheap trick, you know!" Danny panted.
"Me know. Haha. Nothing ghost-boy can do!" the ghost laughed.
"Hey Danny!" Sam yelled up to him. Danny floated down to Tuck's and Sam's level. Sam held up a vacuum cleaner-type invention. Danny stared at it and then reconized it.
"Hey! That's the Fenton Ghost Extracting Machine [sup]tm[/sup]! That's the invention I was worried about my dad using the other day. It should suck away ghostly substance from things...hmm...I wonder..." Danny said, taking the Fenton Ghost Extracting Machine [sup]tm[/sup] towards the furry ghost.
Tomatomachu looked at the machine in Danny's hands warily.
"Hrm. Tomatomachu no beat with vacuum cleaner!" it laughed, not so sure of itself.
"Think again, TOE-MA!" Danny yelled, turning the machine on with a click.
The machine started to shake violently. It spouted smoke and then made a loud FWISH noise. Danny could hear faint cries of "noooooo...tomatomatomatomatomachuchuchu isisis goingingin-nooo...", and he coughed the smoke. When the smoke finally cleared, the lab was covered with brown hairs. There was no ghost left. Jack laid in the middle of the floor, unconcious and surrounded by the fur. Sam and Tuck were brushing the hair off of themselves. Danny floated down beside them.
"So that fur-ball was just posessed FUR?!?" Tucker coughed.
"So it seems! I could have just used that invention at the beginning! Go dad!" Danny cheered, "...err...speaking of Dad..." Danny changed to normal and they walked over towards his dad. As they made their way through the mountain of fur, Danny grimaced.
"What is it Danny?" Sam asked.
"Oh nothing much. My leg still hurts. Anyway, it's weird how that ghost thing wanted to bring me to its "master." I wonder if its "master" created that furry mess for it? Also, why did my leg stop giving off ghost-smoke when I entered the ghost portal?" Danny wondered. Tucker and Sam shrugged, so Danny continued thinking.
It took a long time to get thorugh the fur (like 5-10 min). Well, there was a LOT of it! Finally they reached the unconcious Jack. Danny felt for a pulse that luckily still was there.
"Hey-why was your dad even in here?" Sam wondered, "It looked like he had been hiding there!" She pointed to underneath the stairs. Danny manuvered himself over underneath and found lots of papers. He stared at them.
"'Fenton Thesis on Getting Rid of the Ghost'
by Jack Fenton
My son is posessed with a ghost. He seems to be able to transform himself into a ghostly form by means of this ghost. He also appears to be able to fight against supernatural beings and have powers only a ghost would own. He can be hurt by these ghosts (see Figure D).
He and his friends seem not to understand how serious this matter is. They fight ghosts, assumingly often, and use my inventions to catch them. He has not told anyone (including Maddie and me) except for his closest friends. I started research today.
I found a blood sample and found Danny's DNA to be corrupted. This cannot be fixed easily with an innvention I own. I will need to create a new one..." and it went on from there with formulas and equations.
Danny, shocked, handed the papers over to Sam and Tucker. They were just as shocked. Danny read over it again, in case he could be wrong. No, he was dead right.
"So...my dad knew about me being a ghost?? But he didn't mention it...! Wait a minute, he did seem to be acting VERY differently last night and today. So he found about it last night when we first fought this thing?!?" Danny said, panicking.
"...It seems like he must've!" Tucker said. "I don't understand though, why does he want to get rid of your ghostly powers? He saw how good they are!"
Sam looked at them. "Hellooo! He thinks all ghosts are bad-"
"Well all the ones I've met are," Danny interrupted.
"-true true-so he doesn't want his own son to be like one (during life)," Sam finished. Danny opened his mouth to speak when Jack stirred.
Grunting, Jack opened his eyes. He was surrounded by lots of fur. He stood up really quickly. "Wha-huh? Where's that ghost?!?" he yelled. Then he saw Danny, Tucker, and Sam...