Yet another random one-shot. I'm beginning to think that is all I can write…
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom. Remember, I am poor. The owner of Danny Phantom is not poor.
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Title: Priceless
One-shot
Location: Ghost Zone
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"Guys," A teenage ghost sighed. "I really don't think that we will find anyth-"
"Check it out! I think I found something!" An excited voice echoed across the empty chamber. "If we use this heat warp diagnostic and align it with the anti-matter transient procedure in the Specter Speeder we can make it work in conjunction with the tertiary deflector spectrum by simply modifying this transporter optical thruster. That would-"
"Fry my brain." A black-haired girl cut in with an amused smirk.
"…No. I was going to say that it would reduce the-" The techno-geek defended.
"GUYS!" The green-eyed halfa yelled. I don't think that we are going to find anything useful he-"
"What! What are a bunch of kids doing here!"
The three friends jumped at the unexpected voice and immediately reached for various weapons stashed on their bodies. If this ghost was hostile it was going down.
"These are priceless artifacts of the Ghost Zone! If anything were to be damaged…!"
"Oh…heh," Danny smiled nervously. "We weren't going to touch anything." He casually moved a hand behind his back and crossed his fingers.
The elderly curator ghost eyed the trio suspiciously. "Hmph. It doesn't matter. This is no place for children. Leave immediately or I will be forced to call security."
"What!" Sam exclaimed as she stepped towards the ghost while gesturing wildly. "You can't do that you pompous old-! We're patrons! You can't kick us out!"
"Now see here young-!"
"No!" This exclamation was punctuated by a particularly violent hand gesture that came a bit too close to one of the exhibits. …Or rather hit one of the exhibits.
A loud crash echoed around the large hall and was followed by complete silence.
"Uh…What kind of 'priceless' do you think that was?" Danny said jokingly in a vain attempt to lighten the mood.
"AHHHH! The Gosforth Cross!"
"I'm guessing it's the one with all the zeros." Tucker breezily replied. "The only question is 'how many zeros', 'cause we're screwed if it's more then two."
"Do you have any idea how much this was worth! Baztuk! Xerxes! Tchue! Three criminals have broken the Gosforth Cross and are escaping out through the main foyer! Catch them!"
Three ghosts materialized next to the curator. Three very strong-looking ghosts with heads that looked like they belonged on bulls.
"Definitely more then two zeros." Danny and Tucker said in unison as they grabbed the shocked Sam and began dragging her to the exit. They were going to need to do some fast flying to get out of this one.
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A short mostly pointless one-shot. I just wanted to get the whole 'priceless with lots of zeros' thing out there. Ha! Those MasterCard commercials will never be the same!
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…Okay, fine, they will be the same, but now I will just giggle at the whole 'priceless' bit.
You will also notice the lovely techno babble? The second reason I wrote this. I love some of my dad's friends. …his Trekkie friends, that is.
Constructive criticism is welcomed, as always.