Hellbreaker, well, seeing as Tucker is who he is maybe he was trying to be funny and he just failed...and yes, yes it will be funny when that little issue comes into play.
Tucker was the first to speak, his words echoing around them.
"I am in a modeling agency!" Sam wanted to face palm and Danny wanted to smack the geek, his eyes rolling as Tucker drooled over the slender form of Spectra. Her red hair was in it's familiar horns while her body was tightly clad in a tight black pants and bellybutton shirt, the edges of the outfit lined with green flames. Her stomach was slender like an hourglass and yet her pale skin looked milky against the dark clothing.
"You like?" she whispered huskily to the dark skinned male. "It's smart, beautiful," she stated with a flare of her glove clad hands. "Deadly." Her fingers glowed with a bright purple light, so beautiful, but to the halfa watching it with her two friends she knew it was deadly and when it turned to a hand, the fingers grasping for the dark haired ghost fighter she knew she had to push her pained body.
"No!" she cried as she rushed to stop the ghost from hurting the former halfa. Shoving him out of the way she was punched by the purple fist, but just moments later a green blast hit the red haired ghost. Letting out a squeal of pain and shock she fell back as Sam hit the wall next to Danny. The raven haired ghost hunter rushed to her aid, but was stopped as the sound of evil laughter hit them all. The trio looked over to see Spectra holding up a large jar, the words on one side alone making them stiffen.
"I can't feel my toes!" came a cry from the swirling green in the jar. Danny was the first to react as the red headed female threw the jar.
"Let's see if you can feel this!" The jar seemed to float in the air as the former halfa rushed for it, Tucker on his heels, the pair of teens rushing to save the life of one genius who had given Danny nothing but grief. It seemed that they would never make it, the jar falling to the ground, but in that last second Kwan rushed forward, his fingers clasping the jar before pulling it close to him like football. He turned and called out, several versions of Kwan rushing forward as he tossed the girl in the jar.
"Shit," Sam muttered as she rushed toward the now football team made up of the Asian male. Without thinking she moved around them, her body just barely brushing theirs as she made her way to the Kwan that held Jazz. As soon as she was upon him he tossed the female, her screams echoing around them. The Goth turned to watch as each Kwan managed to fumble the genius only to watch in horror as the last one dropped her. Luckily for them Tucker rushed to jump and catch her.
Sam sighed and Danny smiled in relief. As the geek held up the genius Sam turned her attention to the neglected ghost, her eyes flashing green as she rushed toward her.
"Time for yo-" She was cut off as Spectra let out a blast, her fingers curling as she struck the halfa. The Goth let out a scream, her body shuddering with the blast before she fell to the ground. The redhead was quick to step on her, her foot resting firmly on the white haired woman's chest. Sam reached out to grasp at the heeled boots digging into her hands as the redhead let out a gasp of pleasure.
"Finally," she breathed. "Your DNA has finally kic-" She suddenly found herself floating above the halfa, her body blowing up like a balloon. Her once slender form was bloated, her hand going to her stomach in confusion. "What happened? Why do I suddenly feel like talking about ghosts and eating fudge?"
"Well, you wanted DNA, but you didn't specify which one you wanted," Sam said with a smirk as she leaned up on her elbows, her slender form like that of a model as she watched the shocked look transform to one of realization. "I gave you Fenton DNA courtesy of a certain man's nose." With a looked of horror the female before them became a large snotty looking female, literally.
She gasped out, her body dripping and oozing. She looked at her large hands in disgust as the trio looked on, Tucker taking a step back while Sam winced. Danny was the first to speak up.
"There's a you blew it pun in here somewhere," he said with a shrug. "But I would rather not." Spectra growled low, her eyes turning red in her anger before lunging at him. He was the first one taken down, but he wasn't who she had to watch out for. Sam took her down, her hands sinking into the boogers that oozed down her large form.
"I don't think so, bitch," the Goth hissed. Spectra just smirked.
"It's too late anyway," the former redhead stated, her eyes narrowing as her smirk grew. Sam looked confused, Danny and Tucker wearing the same expression. What was too late? Sam had Spectra and Bertrand was gone so why did the ghost look like she had the upper hand? When the Goth holding her asked that very question the ghost replied with, "Those bugs that are in your friends and peers are going to be the death of them. They will die before the day is through and there is nothing you can do about it!"
"That's what you think!" Tucker exclaimed pulling out his can of Foley, the strange cologne a confusing answer for their dilemma. As he rushed off Sam punched at the ghost, hoping to weaken her so they could force her into the Thermos. All that ended up happening was her fist getting stuck in the slime that was her face. Making a face of disgust she pulled it back, but it was like pulling a cheesy slice of pizza back, the slime holding tight to her glove covered fist.
"Ew," the Goth said pulling back further to punch at the booger covered ghost, this time her punch forced the woman back, her body hitting the ceiling and sticking. She sagged a little, the snot holding her in place while Sam looked on with a smirk. The former redheaded ghost began to struggle.
"Okay! Let's boogie!" she screamed out in anger. Danny facepalmed behind Sam.
"That was so what we were trying to avoid," he muttered as she nodded in agreement as the enraged ghost lunged at them.
In the ventilation shaft a shadow moved, the sound of their movement echoing around the person. Tucker appeared around a corner, his teal eyes landing on the controls for the airconditioning unit. He thought for a second that it was strange for the controls to be inside the unit, but with a shrug he reached into his backpack for his weapon of choice. Spraying the can after a shake of it he turned to the controls and turned up the a/c to max.
"Whoever said odor isn't everything never met me before," he muttered with a quirk of his lips.
With a smirk he watched it disappear. He believed his plan would work, but now he had to wait and see if it did.
Spectra slammed Sam into a wall before turning her attention back to the male that was assisting her, his raven hair flying back as he rushed at the gooey ghost female. As she knocked him into laundry basket, her bulky form towering over him a smell hit the former halfa's nose.
"Any last words?" Spectra questioned. Danny's brow raised as Sam watched.
"Yeah... Do you smell gym shorts and..." he pause for a moment as the smell continued past him. "and gingersnaps?" She looked up at the vent where the smell was coming from.
"Actually," she said with a semi-confused and disgusted look on her face. "I smell tennis shoes and fudge nutters." Now she gagged, her eyes watering from the horrible smell. "What is that disturbing odor?" Around them the scent came from the vents, the green gassy vapor filling the halls with different smells.
As it entered rooms where sick students lay, their skin turning green, the hearts beating ever slowly it cured them. The bugs exited their small forms and flew off. Students who were cloned, like Kwan, became one person again. Others who had no form, like Jazz, were returned to their human states while others who were floating fell to the ground with a thump. Danny also lost his borrowed powers, something that left him feeling rather bereft.
As the bugs flew away from the students that they had been inhabiting Sam pulled out a thermos, her aim striking the escapees and capturing them. She turned to see the former halfa with that strange look on his face, but chose at that moment to take down the stunned ghost, her eyes on where the bugs had been.
"How?" she gasped in awe and confusion. As her back was to the now Gothic halfa she slammed her fist into the gooey back, the splatter echoing around them as the boogey monster splattered her large form on a good portion of the hallway walls. With the monster taken care of she turned the thermos on her too. With a loud slurping sound her form was cleared from the walls, Tucker rushing around the corner to run into the former halfa. Danny slid out of his daze upon impact, Sam reverting to her human form.
She looked to her best friend, the raven haired male smiling as he congratulated the geek on his assistance in both taking care of the bugs infesting the students of Casper High and in coming into the hospital with as much as he abhorred the place for healing. She smiled and joined them, her eyes watching her hero, the one that looked like he too missed having his powers. She had no words for him, no comfort to give him because she could never ask him to take back the responsibility of hunting down ghosts. He had to really want it. That was his decision.