I don't own Danny Phantom or Grossology. They are owned by their respective companies. Joe Gutchern is an original character.
Danny phased out of the GRS-1 once it was air born and out of the headquarters. He needed to get out and stretchy his ghostly tail, but not before getting a communicator.
Outside, three flying sharks were indeed terrorizing the town. The heroes flew by without any problems as the now airborne predators chased birds.
The only problem with that was when the prey dived into the crowd below.
"Wow, this makes all those sci-fi shark movies seem real," Ty said, piloting the vehicle after a shark.
"Sharks movies have nothing on this," Danny remarked dryly, going after another.
Flying close, the grossologists scanned a shark of its biology before sending the data to Lab Rat. Seconds later, the boy popped up on the screen.
"Whoever made these things not only mixed great white shark DNA but I'm seeing some bat mixed in. This can't be good," Lab Rat explained.
"The question remains, Who'd make flying sharks?" Abby said as she readied the goop cannon on board.
"No clue, but you better hurry. While Great Whites don't normally hunt humans, they have a big menu on what they eat. Specifically energy-rich fatty prey, so it won't be long till they go after humans."
"This just keeps getting better," Danny snarked as he shot a ghost ray at the shark he chased.
It immediately dived down and snatched a bird in its terrifying jaws from a construction site. Along with part of the steel beam, it was perched on.
"What the heck!?" Danny yelled, stopping mid-flight.
"Sheesh, talk about taking a bite out of something!" Ty exclaimed as he and his sister witness the event.
"Ok, I know sharks have a strong bite, but whoever made these really upped the strength," Lab Rat buzzed in.
"You're telling me!" Danny screamed as he held open a shark jaw that just tried to take a bite. Thinking fast, the ghost boy phased through the creature, blasting it in the back before the GRS-1 trapped it with a well-aimed goop shot.
The flying predator was stuck to the ground as it flailed and struggled to break free to no avail. The goo stretched to its limit against the power of the mutated beast yet still held firm.
"Yes!" Abby cried.
"One down, two to go," Danny said in excitement.
Beneath the battle, people screamed for their lives as they scurried around, avoiding the sharp teeth littering the ground. An aggravating task since the objects increased seemingly by the hundreds.
"What the heck!?" Danny exclaimed as he noticed the teeth falling from the sharks. "Do these guys need a dentist?"
"Actually, it's completely natural. Sharks lose their teeth all the time due to their jaws being made of cartilage instead of regular bone." Emphasizing the boy's point, the remaining sharks began coughing loudly and dryly as their teeth were now launched like bullets. "Though it is safe to say that isn't normal."
"Ya think!? Incoming!" Abby screamed as his brother saw this and flew around the projectiles. The ghost boy went intangible as he and the grossologist split up.
"Man, and I thought Dash was the only one to spitball," Danny commented.
Ty and Abby had the same issue with their flying fish. The teeth spat out managed to make scratches and dents in the GRS-1. Who knows what damage it could do to people. They wouldn't back down and made a loop de loop in the air to get behind as they fired back with goop.
"Hey, Ugly. Take this!" Danny said as he sent a blast at the shark monster, making it more aggressive. Specifically at the ghost boy. "OK...bad idea."
The flying shark closed in on the ghost boy; its eyes were like scopes with a huge jaw opening with rows of teeth visible as the boy looked back.
"Now I see why shark movies are scary," Danny said in terror. He turned invisible and tried to fly around the fish but found out the hard way. It was still tracking him and reared its jaw with a snapping motion. Fortunately, it didn't affect the boy as he wasn't fighting a ghost. "I'm so glad I went to the bathroom before that. The ghost boy snarked.
"Did you see that?" Abby pointed out the window.
"Yeah, that thing knew where he was without seeing him. Must be the scent," Ty remarked, steering clear of the flying fish. "Sharks actually have a keen sense of smell."
"Now's not the time for a biological tutorial. We have to figure out how to take these things down..."Danny yelled as he kept one from biting down on him. Moments later, the boy remembered his powers and phased though again. Coming out from behind the shark, the ghost boy thought quickly and grabbed hold of the tail, bringing the Elasmobranchii fish to a halt.
Thew creature wiggled with fervor as the ghost boy held on with all his strength.
"Hey, what gives? I thought these things needed to move!" The gagcom in his pocket went off, probably with Lab Rat and an explanation. "Never mind, I don't need another lesson!"
As the other shark flew over, the grossologists fired goop at Danny's, sending it to the ground with its friend. With one left to go, it was easy now for the teens. But the shark, realizing what was happening, dove down before Danny grabbed hold and lifted just in time as the citizens cowered even more.
The ghost boy chased after it, but Ty kept high in the air as Abby aimed carefully before locking on.
"Smile, you of a—"
"Abby!"
"What?" the girl said before she fired true as the final shark was caged to the ground in a slimy prison. Danny looked up with a smile as the duo cheered at the city's safety.
With everything calm, the GRS-1 landed as the grossologist climbed out.
"Finally..." Danny said. "Is everyone okay?"
"We are," Abby said.
"That was awesome!" Danny said, making the girl blush. Her brother gave a sly smirk before receiving an elbow to the rib.
Soon the crowds started cheering for the heroes as they came out of hiding. A few took out their phones and snapped pictures of the trio. Ty and Abby, not one for such publicity, smiled awkwardly. Danny, who was more used to this, ignored for the million-dollar question.
"Where did these things come from?"
The answer came sooner than expected as a van rushed to the scene with the image of a man painted on the sides.
"My Bitey Buddies!" screamed the driver running towards the scenes. He was the spitting mirror of the van's murals. He was a middle-aged man with white hair styled up and tan clothes.
"These are the Bitey Buds?" Ty asked, disheartened. The boy was on the verge of tears as he watched the creatures flail.
"I am so glad I kept you from getting one," Abby dryly remarked.
"What a Bitey Buddy?" Danny asked, scratching his head.
"Just the coolest pet to have! I'm Professor T. P. Skinner, the creator of these lovable supposedly miniature great white sharks, or Bitey Buds," the man introduced himself as he grabbed the ghost boy's hand and shook it.
The ghost boy had barely registered what the man said before he went on.
"By the way, who are you? Some kind of superhero? It was really awesome with the way you flew and shot those laser beams."
Abby and Ty grabbed the disoriented hero as they separated the handshake. The grossologists had questions for the man.
"Professor Skinner, why are these Bitey Buds the size of actual Great Whites with wings and can breathe air?" Abby asked, her voice was full of confusion as the man had done something like this before.
"A problem with the Bitey Buds was the fact that they needed special glass to be contained, and instead of having to add extra prices no one would pay for, I made them fly and gave them lungs as well. Pretty neat, huh?" The man explained before rubbing his neck and looking away. "Sadly, as I was studying their biology before putting them on the market, they grew faster than I expected, and this happened."
The crowd was staring with anger at the man. Calling him a maniac and shouting how they were almost shark food.
"I am sorry. I didn't expect this to happen. I thought the security system would have been enough, but it wasn't," Skinner said in guilt. "The only thing I can say how sorry and I and how glad no one got hurt. I didn't mean for any of this to happen like with the Slither Buddies."
People were still upset, though they begrudgingly accepted the apology.
Just then, a detective walked up to the scene.
"Detective," Ty said as he and Abby walked to the man.
"Didn't think you two would be here. Sharks are nasty business, but not gross."
"If you think we're gonna stand by while flying predators harass the city, then you're thinking of someone else," Abby remarked.
The Detective nodded and then noticed Danny.
"I see you have a new recruit."
"Oh, not exactly..." The ghost kid said as the gross loving girl giggled.
"Detective, this is Danny Phantom. He came to help with a new problem we have."
The officer stared at the ghost boy. His gaze held some scrutiny as Phantom stood still, not wanting to seemingly agitate the man.
"Phantom, huh? You wouldn't by chance, know of a certain filthy flying guy going through walls, would ya?"
"Yeah," Danny groaned. "I take it he's been busy."
"More than that, he's made a new friend. Our old pal, Sloppy Joe," the Detective said with a small gag. "And things have been grosser than ever."
"Sloppy Joe? Like the sandwich?" Danny asked.
That got some of the officers to vomit, with others commenting on how they wished they weren't treated to the messy chili sandwich—especially those who had to confront the two Joe's before the flying sharks.
Phantom gave a nervous smile as he took a few steps back. He looked to the grossologists for answers about the criminal ", but knew he would not like it.
"He's the grossest, filthiest, most disgusting criminal in the world," Abby explained with a little dramatic flair.
Ty rolled his eyes before giving his two cents.
"He pretty much realized how no one will go near his stench and does everything he can to stay smelly as he commits crimes."
"And with this new guy in town, things have reached a whole new level of gross," The Detective said as he brought out a list on his phone. "We've had the bank painted with slime, farts stolen from a local chili cook-off, and there are streets blocked off due to corrosive spit and stomach acid."
The ghost boy and the grossologists were as shocked as the officers present. It seemed with the added presence of ghosts, things were getting out of hand. Danny held his breath, wondering just what he had gotten himself into. It was bad enough to deal with Gutchern, but it seems the supervillains in Ringworm were all gross. Right now, he was glad to be around some crimefighters who could handle it. All he could say was wow.
Before anymore probing, the gagcoms went off as Lab Rat appeared onscreen.
"Uh...guys, I think you might want to get over here. I found something's about our friend Joe Gutchern."
"What? What happened?" Danny asked
"We better back. It's the analysis of the ectoplasm. I found something else." the scientist said before the screen went blank.
"Well, that's our cue," Ty remarked before turning to the detective. "If we get anything, we'll keep in touch."
"Sure thing, but some of us may be out for a while," the Detective said, pointing to some of his men, already vomiting.
With a sympathetic nod, Danny phased into the GRS-1 as Ty flew back to headquarters. Hopefully, there were clues to where their ghost had gone. Though the ghost boy groaned at keeping his eyes closed. He mentally snarked at the idea of a government branch that dealt with gross things. Then again, there was the "secret" government ghost hunters, the Guys in White.
Arriving back, the teens saw their friend studying the Fenton ghost fighting equipment. There was a separate screen with an analysis of the devices. Seeing the heroes were back, Lab Rat looked away from his screen as Hermes ran up to greet them.
"Hey there, little guy," Abby said as she picked up the rat.
"So, what did ya find?" Ty asked, excited to find out about the new foe.
"That sample you sent, it contains basically every waste product of the human body mixed with garbage," Lab Rat explained as he put it on the wall monitor. "All of it is infused with the 'ectoplasm,' as Danny here puts it."
The ghost looked at the data as he recalled his earlier fight with the ghost. To say this brought a new level of nastiness was an understatement as the boy was ready to heave.
He wondered how the grossologists were keeping their stomachs intact.
"What...are you saying..."
"That we're dealing with a ghost made of poop?" The young archer asked, finishing the ghost boy's question.
"Not just poop. It's mixed in with the phlegm, goop, urine, sewage, and garbage on a molecule level. How is that possible?"
"Maybe it's a ghost thing," Abby commented as she turned to the only ghost expert in the room. "Danny?"
The ghost boy shrugged as he held his stomach. With a groan, he spoke. "I'm not the leading expert, they're sick at the moment from fighting Joe, but every ghost is different. There's even a box ghost."
"Aren't ghosts dead people?" Ty asked.
"Not exactly, because I've met ghosts who were real people, but then there are other ghosts like Clockwork, the ghost of time."
The grossologists raised a brow. They were still new to the field with some questions, most of them on Clockwork.
"Well..." Lab Rat interjected, typing away on the computer. "I'll see what I can find that could give us a hint about our new Joe's past." A map was projected with several spots marked with red dots. "In the meantime, you guys better—"
The sound of the gagcom s soon went off as the Archer siblings opened up the handheld devices. On the other end, was their parents.
"Hey, mom, what's up?" Abby answered.
"Abby. Ty. Where are you two?" the mother asked with frustration. "Tonight's a night for the family."
The brother and sister blinked in surprise, forgetting they had promised to spend time with their parents today. The earlier events washed clean the promise, and now the duo knew they would be in trouble if they were a moment late.
"We're on our way, mom," Ty said urgently.
"Yeah, we just need to say goodbye to our new friend," Abby said.
"Oh, you made a new friend, how wonderful. Take your time then. I just ordered some pizza," the mother rejoiced. She and her husband wondered about their children with their small circle of friends sometimes. After a few moments of talking, she hung up. Abby and Ty sighed. They turned to the ghost boy, who had an understanding look on his face.
"It's ok," Danny waved off the two. "I can patrol on my own. Got a ghost sense that'll tell me when he's near."
"Good to know," Ty said.
"Then we'll meet up tomorrow," Abby said as she handed back Hermes. "We'll find you. Just look for the GRS-1."
"Cool," the ghost boy remarked before turning away.
"Make sure to keep the gagcoms on you," Lab Rat remarked as everyone walked away. "Just in case we pick up anything gross while I work on a special batch of goop for our new Joe."
The teens nodded as they went their separate ways. Danny went through the tunnel system in the garage as Ty and Abby walked through a separate system. The search would continue but not end before things got messy.
Sloppy Joe had been showing his new friend all the hotspots in town as they stunk up the place. The police, unable to handle the combined stench, were powerless against them in vomiting fits.
Making their way to a secret location in the junkyard, Sloppy opened up a door for Gutchern.
"After you," Sloppy said.
The ghost gave a warm smile as he went through. He didn't need to use the door but was happy at the gesture. He couldn't let it go to waste.
The walls were made of the same junk outside, only compressed into flat surfaces as the two walked into a large opening of the same design, only with monitors and furnishing.
Sloppy looked around while Gutchern glanced at the scenery. The ghost was told of someone here who had called the filthy man over. Wanting to introduce a new friend, the two came to the location.
"Well, well, well," said a voice from a corner as a minuscule man walked over in an exquisite robe. He was as tall as a normal person's leg, and his head looked more like a giant puss-filled zit with eyes and a goatee. "What have we here?"
Another day for our heroes. Looks like Skinner should stay out of genetically modifying creatures for pets. Next chapter we get to see the two Joes in action as Ty, Abby, and Danny ponders on their next move. Happy Happy Halloween everyone! and stay safe!
Special Thanks! to Flower Princess11 for all her help!
Edit 11-1-20: pardon the reposting, but it seems this chapter was unaccessable.
Reviews:
Jay The Average Fanboy: Any other shows in this universe will be said in remarks or references.
Starlord Master: Honestly, Joe's name is a pun. as in he's so gross, he makes Jo Gut Churn.
Luiz4200: Maybe they'll be concerned, though they would gawk at the idea of a Department of Grossology.