"Honey, could you get the paper?" his mother asked, cracking some eggs while his father made the bacon. In the other room, Double Trouble smiled to each other, and then resumed looking at the television. Tucker hunched his back, but obeyed the request. He walked through the hallway, the dark blue carpet muffling his footsteps. When he opened the door, he was met by thousands of great flashes.
He covered his eyes, having no idea what was going on, before making a beeline for the safety of his house. He slammed the door behind him, sprinting into the kitchen. He rested his hand on a chair, leaning over and panting heavily.
"Why, pant, are, pant, there, pant, paparazzi, pant, outside?" he managed to gasp. No wonder he was so attached to technology. He certainly wasn't athletic. His parents glanced oddly at him, walking to the front door. He tried to stop them, but they ignored him. Tucker watched his parents open the heavy wooden door, only to go blind by the many flashes of light.
Tucker saw Tess and Theresa high-five each other, and realization dawned on him. "What did you two do?" he whispered fiercely, striding into the living room. They both put on innocent faces.
"Why whatever are you talking about?" they asked simultaneously, and Tucker snarled at them. He ran up to his room, packed a small bag, and tiptoed outside. He didn't see anyone, and looked through the small hole under his fence. He saw some people talking on one corner, but decided this was his only chance. Hopping over the wood as quietly as he could, he made his way towards Sam's house…
Only to find it surrounded by a mob of the popular kids. His face drained of any color it had left, realizing whatever his cousins did, they exposed Sam. He paled even more when he thought of Danny, and started sprinting towards Fenton Works.
Not seeing anyone gathered around his house, he realized Danny's secret was at least safe. He ran into the alley next to the house, jumping on the dumpster and reaching up to knock on Danny's window. The glass slid up, revealing a Gothic girl. She took one look at Tucker and grabbed his wrist, dragging him quickly into Danny's room. The boy was sulking in the corner, his parents pounding furiously on his door. Jazz was next to him, patting him comfortingly.
"Guys, what's happening?" the techno geek asked, and Sam looked at him, surprise clearly written on her face.
"You mean you don't know? I mean, it was your diary," she said, and Tucker looked ready to faint.
"Oh no, they didn't," he whispered, but Sam caught it. But before she could even ask, Tucker held up a hand. "Tess and Theresa, Double Trouble. I suppose we should count our blessings though. At least the triplets, Terra, Taylor, and Trixie didn't come. They despise me because, well, I accidentally got all their boyfriends to break up with them."
"Does everyone's name start with a T in your family?" Sam asked, and Tucker shrugged.
"Let's see. Tess, Theresa, Terra, Taylor, Trixie, Tracie, Tanya, Tina, Tammy, Tiffany, Thelma, Tamara, Trisha, Tasha, Tory, Troy, Tommy, Tim, Terrell, Thomas, Terry, Todd, Tony, Travis, Trevor, Tyler, Tyrone, and Terrance. Oh, there's Catalina, but she goes by Taly…" he listed, making Sam roll her eyes.
She tossed Tucker the paper, and he caught it. "Kinda heavy, isn't it?" he asked, unwrapping it only to find his yearbook picture on the front page. 'The Diary of a Techno Teen,' it read, and he skimmed the first page. Basically it was his first week at the journal, so there wasn't much detail. Which was good, considering he started it on the day of Danny's accident.
Sam turned a few pages, pointing at one entry in particular. "This is why Danny's parents are banging at the door. They made the connections," she whispered, and Tucker looked down. He knew the entry, it was right after Danny came back from Wisconsin, and he winced. He knew the words by heart, but read them anyways.
Danny came back from Wisconsin looking worse for wear. Not physically, but emotionally. Apparently he has a mortal enemy now. Vlad Masters, A.K.A. Vlad Plasmius, the first half ghost hybrid. Apparently, due to Danny's dad, Vlad was half killed, resulting in being half ghost.
This occurred after a nasty shock from a mini ghost-portal, built back in collage. It gave Vlad a terrible case of ecto-acne. When he was released from the hospital, he discovered he had ghost powers. I'm thinking this is how he got so rich so quickly. So Danny fought him, threatening to expose him unless he left. It worked, but now we know he wants to kill Mr. Fenton and marry Mrs. Fenton. I think he needs a cat.
Tucker gasped, dropping the paper. Of course they would make the connection. If Vlad became half-ghost from a face full of ghost portal energy, image what they thought of Danny, getting electrocuted fully. Good thing they had kept the portal experience in the family.
"So, why is it a bad thing they found out? If they were hunting him they wouldn't be trying to get him to let them in, but rather bust down the door," he pointed out, but Sam shook her head.
"They want him to take an antidote, one that will cure him forever," she solemnly said, her voice even more depressed than usual. "They think it's too much responsibility, but he's had these powers for almost a year now. They're a part of him. They just don't understand, like all parents."
"That's it, I'm running away," Danny announced, making everyone gasp. Only then did Tucker realize what the twins had done. They had destroyed Danny.
And it was all Tucker's fault.