Okay, short chapter, but I have an excuse! Right now, I am visiting relatives in Texas...oh joy. And I have seen HELL! It is called, Texas Trade Days. Image hundreds of people who have nothing better to do than either A)buy MORE stuff they don't need B)or Try to pawn stuff they don't want onto unsuspecting bystanders, and all in a giant outdoor gravel area! No A.C.! Plus, you know how everyone's always saying that obessity is bad? Well, it would help the problem considerable if people would stop supplying scooters to let fat people move around without walking(sorry if I'm offending someone), and they supply trains of cars to move these same people back and forth from the parking lot! I'm sure that this, not violent video games or sex on T.V, is the downfall of society! Anyway...I'm just thankful my...Uncle(I'm pretty sure that's where we are) has wireless internet. I guess I'll do another Omake...

Half an hour later, Maddie snuck up cautiously to the door of her son and opened it ever so slightly. Some would call this eves-dropping. She called it inventive parenting.

"We're going to have to tell them," Jazz said quietly.

Maddie smiled.

"Which part? About being involved or doing…you know?" Danny asked.

Maddie furrowed her eyebrows. What did they mean?

"Both. Even if they do have us locked up," Jazz replied.

"I don't think they would…you're right, they would have us locked up if they found out we're…" Danny trailed off.

"But I've got to admit. It does have upsides. I mean, I never thought going so high could be so much fun," Jazz laughed.

Maddie's eyes widened. High. This meant drugs! Carefully, she snuck away from her listening place.

"And being able to turn invisible does just about make up for playing superhero half-ghost," Danny smiled.

If only Maddie had stayed a second longer…

Maddie watched, conveniently hidden away as Danny and Jazz met Tucker and Sam in the park. It appeared to just be a normal, friendly gathering.

Then Sam gave both Danny and Jazz a very close hug.

"Confusing," Maddie hummed and kept a close vigil.

"I think we need to train," Danny said with assurance.

"Aren't we already?" Jazz asked, phasing her hand in and out of the visible spectrum.

"I think Danny means in a more physical way," Tucker nodded.

"Why?" Sam asked at once.

"Last night, when Johnny attacked…it got me to thinking. What if we're all trapped in a situation where none of us can use our powers with…revealing ourselves?" Danny asked.

"Well, you are stronger than a normal teen," Jazz pointed out.

"And so is Tucker," Danny pointed out. "But we're both inexperienced in fighting, at least fighting as humans…"

"So what do we do?" Sam asked, now on board with the idea.

"I suppose we could do with a normal, regular workout regime," Danny thought.
"And maybe martial arts classes," Jazz prompted.

"I think our parents would be a little suspicious," Tucker pointed out.

"Especially mine," Sam added.

"Did that library have any books on martial arts?" Danny asked, pondering.

"I'd have to check," Sam nodded. "But I think it's a definite possibility."

"Well then, we'll just have to do self study," Danny shrugged.

Maddie watched as all four of the teens moved on, eventually coming to a very large brick building that she recognized as the Donaldson Museum. Two men opened the door and allowed the group to enter.

"What are they doing there?" Maddie asked herself. She would have to talk to them about this later…

"Okay! Got the power working!" Tucker cried in the basement as he managed to connect the main power grid to the wires coming from the nuclear generator.

Upstairs, Danny, Sam, and Jazz blinked as the lights came on. Then let their jaws drop as they saw exactly how far they were into the library. After walking for ten minutes, they had gone halfway down one isle.

One isle that was filled with ten-foot high racks of books on both sides.

"Wow," Danny breathed.

"Danny, let's take a look in the other direction," Jazz said, and transformed.

"Okay," Danny nodded and went ghost, rising up with Jazz. "Sam, you coming."

"I'm okay," Sam smiled.

Hovering twelve feet off the ground, Danny whistled. "That is a long way…"

"I'd say eighty feet both ways," Jazz noted.

"That far?" Sam asked.

"That far," Danny nodded.

Omake Omake Omake Omake Omake "That was...interesting," Tucker commented as he stared, wide-eyed at the blank screen. "Uh...What was that?" Danny asked. "I don't know," Sam admitted. "Brain...hurt," Jazz admitted. "Why did we agree to watch FLCL?" Danny said piteously. "I downloaded it for free," Tucker explained. "Brain HURT!" Jazz yelled, clutching at her head. Suddenly, her eyes widened and she groaned. Insanely, something started to come out of her head. It was...It was...Kanti! "OH GOD!" Sam cried as Kanti started to pick bugs out of her hair, smashing them against his face-screen, since he didn't have a mouth. "There must be a Monkey's brain in that Robot's body!" Tucker cried.(If anyone knows where this is from, you watch far too much T.V.) "You're right, but I know how to beat it!" Danny cried and pulled out a pendant. "Sailor Cosmic Power!" Danny yelled, ribbons issued forth from the pendant and covered Danny's body, but...there were some gaps... "Whoa! Take it off!" Jazz cheered, Danny blushed. "Moon Tiara...oh screw it!" Danny said and pulled out a .45, lodging a few rounds into the robot. "Okay...Let's Dance!" Tucker said, immediately, a moose came out of...somewhere, playing a violin in country style.