Next chapter up. Sorry for the shortness and delay. This chapter has some Box Ghost humor in it.
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Bury it in the deep so far that you can't see… If you're like me, who wears a broken heart on your sleeve?
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Danny's father sighed as he walked inside. He had been at the bar and was very drunk. "Danny!" he said. "Where are you?"
"Danny, where are you?" his father snapped once again. Danny shook his head. He hated it when his father was drunk.
Lucky for him, his father was too lazy to go upstairs and just went and passed out on the couch.
As soon as his father left Danny breathed a sigh of relief. The relief was quickly vanished when…
"I am the box ghost! Fear me!"
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Maddie shook her head as she tried outrunning Vlad, but it didn't work. He quickly over came her and said, "Maddie, you never thought you were going to escape, did you?
He didn't realize he had a Fenton Thermos in his back pocket.
He also didn't realize, or didn't care, that he was in his ghost form.
"Suck it, moron!" she yelled.
"Hey!" he called as he was sucked into the thermos.
Now, Maddie thought triumphantly, I'm free! I'm finally free!
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"I am the box ghost! Fear me!" the box ghost said.
Danny sighed. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm kind of handcuffed to the bed here, I can't exactly go ghost and fight you."
"Good!" the box ghost said. He tried picking up Danny. "Oh, you're handcuffed to the bed," he said.
"No, really?" Danny snapped.
The box ghost sighed. "This just won't do." He found a hammer and started to smash Danny's chains.
How stupid can you get? Danny thought.
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Maddie threw the thermos into the river. "Take that, bitch," she muttered.
She got into the helicopter nearby and started to fly to her house. She thought it would be a night of joyous celebration. Little did she know, it'd be a long night.
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The box ghost continued to attempt to get Danny's chains off. "This will not do!" he said. "I cannot get these things off! What are they called, anyway?"
Danny groaned, trying to hold back a grin. "Handcuffs," he said.
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Sam and Tucker were walking to Danny's house. On their way, they spotted a helicopter. "Hey, look at that," Tucker called.
"Hey, that's Maddie. But that can't be Maddie. Maddie's dead?" Sam said. The woman landed right in the middle of the park.
"Maddie!" Sam said as she rushed too him.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The box ghost had finally managed to get Danny's handcuffs off him. "You can't go ghost, can you?" he asked.
Danny shook his head, but turned and punched the box ghost in the stomach. The box ghost retaliated, grabbing a pair of handcuffs and handcuffing Danny to his belt loop. He smiled as he wrote the ransom note.
This was going to be quite interesting….
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Maddie, Tucker, and Sam raced to Danny's house to tell Jack and Danny the news: Maddie was alive! They couldn't wait. When they went inside, Maddie saw Jack passed out on the couch.
"Jazz?" she called.
"I should tell you, Jack lost Jazz in a court battle."
"Damn, I was hoping Vlad was joking about that," Maddie muttered.
"He wasn't."
Maddie ran upstairs only to find a pair of handcuffs and a ransom note in her son's room…
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R&R please!
