Danny was standing on stage in his human form, looking around at the crowd desperately.
"Holy sweatsocks! Danny Fenturd is Danny Phanturd?" Dash said.
"And that annoying girl is the Ghost Princess?" Paulina said.
Everyone was chattering and started climbing up to the stage to approach Danny, who was looking terrified. As they gathered around him, Tucker dove in to guard them, staving off the crowd with the drum stool and a microphone.
"Back! Back, savages!" Tucker said.
"Well, uh, it, could be worse?" Kurai said.
"Really? How?" Danny asked.
"Nobody move!" Guys in White said.
The newscopter and the GiW flew closer.
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Maddie spoke shrilly. "Our son is the ghost boy?!"
Jazz jumped in front of the TV and holding up her hands pacifically. "Now, now, let's not go jumping to any insane conclusions-"
She looked over at the doorway. Lancer and the Foleys are standing, all arms akimbo and frowning darkly.
"You!" Lancer said.
"You!" Jack said.
They confronted each other aggressively.
"I was watching the 'Masked Singer' when I found out your son was a ghost!" Lancer said.
"Why are you yelling at us?" Jack said. "Your daughter—er, foster daughter—is a ghost too!"
Maurice pushed the two men apart. "Now, fellas, it's ok to point fingers as long as nobody's pointing them at my son."
"Ok. Maybe Danny is the ghost boy; and Kurai is the ghost girl. But it's not as though our ghost activities have ever put your families in any danger!" Maddie said.
They all turned and gasped as the house started to shake. Lydia's tattoo ghosts streamed out of a vent, binding the Foleys and Mansons tightly. They all exchanged dark looks.
Jack shrugged sheepishly. "Until now."
The tattoo ghosts swirled around the Fentons too, capturing all of them.