Author's Initial Notes:

Recently I watched the Butch video on the internet talking about the possible version of Sam Phantom (and a few days later about an imaginable spin-off of the T.T series). I confess that I do not understand much of the video due to the fact that it is in the English language (all content and dialogue are of course in this language... DUH) and I do not know how to interpret that language very well (it is not my 'native language'). I do not know how to speak or understand very well in English.

If you are reading this story in my English version, know that I am using an online translator for this, so the text can be very 'grammatically wrong'...

But, jumping that reminder and returning to my reasoning...

I had posted this version of 'what if' just before the original author of the work cast that context of the video! OUH. As if it were something 'so special'. I know this is very easy and predictable to think; including that many other authors have posted this theme long before this mine... Colossal and fascinating works, say...

What matters is: The work 'still lives'. And it has credibility. Who knows, the author does not read these our humble 'creative inspirations'?

It may be possible... I would be happy with that! ;D

Chapter Five

Child. Being human in the existential phase of childhood. Which is thought to be between the phase of birth and ends until reach the stage of puberty.

In the broadest sense, the child's childhood is marked by a set of development and learning, which will be essential for his next existential stage.

Adolescence... The phase of discovery and behavioral definition. The phase of follies... A new world.

Courage, madness or adventure? Or all together at the same time...

These analyzes serve as a small initial presentation of our protagonists of these stories that will be narrated... Which alone is already something very special.

The story of these little lives and how much it makes the day better, I will not be the gauge for that. You will decide how much that will be worth for your everyday life ... And touching on this point, let's continue.

Talk about the everyday, habitual and eccentric life of these three amazing children and their families. The engrossment and interaction ... All this is not necessary. Just let you know ... These three will make the world something new and sensational.

Even culminating in the phantom accident, which for many would be a terrible experience to be experienced, for them meant a new step in their lives and something far greater than the simple fact itself.

It meant that life always surprises and innovates, opening new horizons... And providing joy and surpassing. All they had to do... was not to give up being who they were.

Amity Park... A few years in the past. Something about four years ago...

"Folks! Are you all right? Oh my... What? Hey. Are you well? Can you hear me? Do you understand what I'm talking about? What the fuck! I'll call your parents, Danny "-

"N-no. Tucker. W-wait. Oh, alas... I'm fine. We are, are not we, Sam? "

"I'm feeling pretty dizzy, lightheaded. But its alright. Help us to stand before anything, Tucker."

"Oh. OK Alright. Damn it. What dangerous madness happened here? I still do not know if you two are well ... Both look pale... "

"What do you think would happen after your molecules were treated like marble in an electric mixer? Of course we are not one hundred percent, but relax soon. "

"IT IS. It would not be damn good if Danny's parents came here and found out we tinkered with their inventions. The scolding would be even more unbearable than the guilt we are already feeling. Understood? No parents who care too much and are overprotective... "

While these two teens, who were just victims of curious and had just had such an experience of terrified anyone, had been complaining for almost two minutes at a time through the guilt and anger of this whole mess, Tucker decided to help them get to their feet. And he tried to reassure a bit of this adrenaline rush caused by the event that occurred...

And it was when the three noticed that this was not a mere lesson of life, such a scare did not end. It was not just THAT. Much has changed. And much will change.

Shortly before this unrestrained outbreak caused by a strange accident in the machinery of the young man's parents, much had been planned for this day ... And much would occur without the slightest chance of controlling all this.

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Jack and Maddie were a bit disappointed that they had not been able to activate the ghost portal and have yet to realize their main ghost search route because of that.

Many factors still needed to be planned and analyzed before even considering a win by opening such a slit between the human/ghost dimensions.

Long before it was possible for the locomotion and transition between the worlds, it was necessary to investigate whether this was safe, whether it was possible to even 'tread' on such a ghostly soil...

If there would be 'contamination' of some extent by harmful substances... Or even life sustaining administration...

Who will know... Have ever imagined that if you enter into such an environment it is no longer possible to 'leave' or that there may be a dimensional rupture distorting reality or even the temporal concept.

There were many factors to be worked out for the experienced and wise researchers of such phenomena, anomalies, and general ghost existences. Jack and Maddie would need to account for many other factors and inconsistencies for a first, and incredible, excursion into this world. To be satisfied with such results and analysis... They needed to understand and investigate the world of ghosts. This whole thing was messed up with the 'refusing to run' portal!

But the frustration started well before that, before it was necessary to raise such topics or take into account so many adverse and exhausting factors...

This was more than a setback.

The Fenton, THE BEST HUNTERS OF FANTASMAGORIC ABERRATIONS IN THE WHOLE WORLD, they have not succeeded through the intellect and machinery, developed for such a function, and patented. How could they not venture into the ghost world?

How did they fail, how could they not venture into to dabble in the ghost world?

This was almost embarrassing and irritating, beyond usual. Disappointment and shame. Headache and discouragement... Many hours, many days... Within a whole project, structured, routed and planned for more than a decade invested in programming, preparation and construction of this interdimensional 'passage'...

A life, from the time they met, through the university period and all!

Any plans... Now they were treated as 'dull effect'.

"It's time for a break, dear."

"Ahhhhhf. All right, sweetheart. One coffee?".

"How about a longer break?"

"To go out for lunch?"

"Yes, Jack. We have not eaten for some time...".

"IT IS. You're right. Projects can wait a few hours. Now let us give attention to this fundamental need. Filling the belly button ".

"Let's warn Danny and his little friends...".

"All right, let the kids have fun. They are quiet in his room...".

"Well, then I'll at least leave a note telling you about our exit."

"Also leave a warning that we have ready-made sandwiches stored in the refrigerator, it might be that the kids want to snack while we're away."

"Good idea, dear. I think we still have some vegetables prepared from yesterday. They can arrange a well-cooked dish full of protein and vegetable flavor."

"Yes, it makes me think that it's a shame that the meat is not to everyone's liking. It's so tasty... Well, it does not matter. Have you finished writing, dear? "

"Yes Dear. I also warned that Jazz left with some friends from the university... ".

"This is my little girl, already with friends with high intellect and intelligence. And our little girl has not yet completed high school...".

"Right, right. Enough of pampering our little girl. I'm hungry for a pasta with gorgonzola sauce and meatballs."

"You talking like that, my dear... All right. Hair combed, beard trimmed... Well-perfumed. Let's go out and have a lot of fun!"

And with that, the Fenton couple took advantage of this momentary demotivation to have a warm romantic and lively meal.

It's a shame they did not know what the consequences would be for 'abandoning' the project like this ... Unfinished.

And a step closer to realization. They did not get that answer. And such a result would alter the life not only of this family, but of many people.

And, consequently, the whole world.

A brilliant and positive turnaround of the facts ...

The ghost portal would be activated even without their 'professional touch' ... And the experience started!

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After reaching out, Tucker quickly helped Danny to his feet. Then he supported Sam in the same way.

But something strange happened.

As Sam was pulled up, the grip of his hands 'disappeared'.

Explaining better. Her hand disappeared.

The boy suffered a little because of the strong 'impulse' that this generated, with himself balking a little and took a few steps back. And the fright did not stop there.

After Tucker nearly fell, he heard a sound of someone 'slightly desperate'. It was from your other friend, Danny.

"P-people... People! Whoa, what's this?"

As they looked at Danny, Tucker, and even Sam distracted by her own problem, they both noticed something even more appalling. Danny was 'sinking'... on the floor. Solid. Of concrete. No holes or breaks...

There was no answer to that; there was no way to repair such an image from their minds...

How was this happening to them?

After more of this SPOOKY, with a quick assistance of help to the friend, once again Tucker is surprised to look at Sam... Surprising for not being able to 'see' her anymore.

She 'disappeared'! Or almost...

It was still possible to see remnants of her silhouette, standing in the same place, but Sam was practically invisible...

"What the fuck is that?" - Sam said.

"What the damn it is that?" - Danny said this time.

"But what in the world is going on here?! What happened to you two? ". - Now it was Tucker's turn to be out of control by this little collective panic crisis...

After all, it was not every day that two totally normal people would end up becoming ghosts. So this kind of reaction; this kind of verbiage and 'brusque' language deserved to be disregarded...

They were calming down. These 'events', extremely supernatural phenomena if you prefer, have stabilized.

Danny and Sam tried to hold each other's hands in the hope that this was all over and both returned to normal... Obviously, both were mildly disappointed to find that such phenomena, in addition to not closing down, were still more 'developed'.

For the purpose of touching their hands, the two stopped shaking and held their breaths so that they no longer behaved like a 'fearful little girl'. In order to have an unpleasant tingling sensation as both hands feel 'crossing' each other's individual space, the space that should be filled by matter and atoms; as the clever ones would explain... Their hands were intangible. Their bodies could also do that.

"This is incredible, impressive. Exciting. And any other adjectives favorable to something of this incomparable surprise."

"People! I do not see my arm..."

"Putz! Where are my legs? I... I got a 'ghost tail'?"

"Ah. I'm a little dizzy from getting floating so much around here... Help me upright. I'm spinning in the air, please. What madness..."

"I do not understand anything else. Are you or are you not worried, irritated or fascinated by all this?"

"Does it matter? What I know is THAT IS AMAZING."

"Uhuuuu! I can fly. Tucker, I can fly... Arrrg. Against the wall, again".

"It's already the fifth time, Danny. Rest a little on the floor, like Sam-"

"How about this then, Tucker? Is it good for you...?!"

"Ahhhh... Wait. I'm going to pull you, hold on!"

"Tucker..." - Danny ended up stumbling on his own foot, or what should be.

"Tucker..." - Sam 'stretched' the back beyond what a normal person would get...

"Tucker..." - Danny's head was invisible and he was too frightened by it.

"Tucker..." - Sam sank back down on the floor.

"Tucker..." - Danny needed to go to the bathroom, but he could not handle the door handle...

"Tucker..." - Sam had another problem...

"Tucker..." - Danny had another problem, too.

"Tucker..." - "Tucker..." - "Tucker..." - "Tucker..." - "Tucker..." - "Tucker..." - "Tucker..." - "Tucker..." - "Tucker..."

"SHIT! GIVE A TIME, PEOPLE...!". - Tucker desperately wanted to go call the boy's parents, but they were not home... This was not one of Tucker's days. No matter how rare and fantastic all this is from ghosts and powers, it would not be easy...

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And they tested these things sporadically for the rest of the afternoon, hidden from the boy's parents, of course...

It would be enough of oddities on this day to warn his parents about this 'storm of ecto-ghost content'; or whatever you want, it would only look for even more annoyance and problems...

Doubts surrounded the three teenagers, but such startling surprise was even more fantastic than any fears for some possible collateral effect of their foolish attitude in snooping around and 'joking' with the research experiments of the expert couple...

They had superpowers now!

What more young teenagers would dream of getting at this stage of life from adventures and clearings about the world?

What children who dreamed of many fantastic and surreal things could want more after getting something so unique and exclusive?

Let us be convinced that these three 'children' grew up not only to hear about ghost stories and ghost hunting, but also to dream of novelties propitious from this phase of adolescence usually objectified...

At this moment, doubts and fears were surpassed by the new and unequaled desire to venture into this vibe of powers...

Of course, this is something only from this first moment and impression of such a euphoric and fascinating perspective.

And this was the beginning of all this new history and phase in life no longer so natural of these three friends.

The real battle has not even begun.

Later that same day, the two affected by this new structuring of their molecules began to feel the first side effects... And for the most part; the most difficult and laborious point... It was the fact that try to hide all this from their parents.

After all, how do you justify your child floating, 'infiltrated' the wall and still upside down, what should be the normal time for him to be asleep and preparing for the resumption of school?

Or the little princess who in almost half an hour followed by sobs, swayed between being transparent or sinking down the floor of the room and invading the home theater area?

Or the single most remarkable fact... The two were 'shining'!

Each one had to face such problems in their respective houses... Only to keep secret a probable problem that settled in their lives. Fear of retaliation or find out that this is more serious than a supposed paranormal present, kept the two affected and the friend 'complicit' mouth closed on the matter to any other people in relation to such a set of all this.

Throughout the night only one solution came into their minds... And the initiative of course was taken by the smartest person in the group.

Trururu... Trururu... Truru. Clinck (Phone ringing onomatopoeia)

"Hello? Ah... [...] Yes. You're right, good idea, Sam. Now you're just telling me how we're going to do this without getting everyone's attention in the house? Because if you're going to ask me how my day is... I'll tell you. I can not do anything normal today. Do you know how many dishes I've already broken? Four. And I was not even holding them ... Now tell me, how are we. [...] It's ok. Okay... Calm down. If you start yelling now, in the middle of the night, how do you expect to wake up no one and manage to 'run away from home' at this early hour? I do not know you, but I hope I do not end up bumping into any posts and causing overhead on the city's electric power or even worse... Going out floating and going to stop in outer space. It's okay that I'm cracked by stars and everything; you know very well, but I do not want to take such a risk... [...] Arf. Okay. You convinced me. In the park, in ten minutes? If we come alive and whole... I can not wait to meet you there. Up until..."

Damn... When she's angry, I do not stand a chance. Hopefully, that will not get us into even more trouble. Well, I have nothing to lose, even... And it's good. I wanted to look at her face now. Errrr... A friendly face; friend for those hours and so on. Let me go soon, before I wake everyone up and make them suspect even more of my strange way of this day, or dawn now...

Cold night of Amity Park.

The park was dark... isolated. The leaves of the trees swayed slowly and gently. But now and then the strong wind stirred them and made the night feel gloomy and frightening.

Or energetic and radical. It depends on who is the spectator of such a show of nature; or what's left of it in that small space reserved for it.

This was the hobby of a girl in the park at dawn. Elaborate small mental texts as if composing one of his many poems and daily creative journeys. But this is just a reflection of the boredom and anxiety that she felt there, at such a time.

The most important thing to analyze about tonight was...

Why is Danny taking so long? If he has gone back to bed, I swear tomorrow I will-

Ruuuhhh... It seems like the night is colder than I thought, it gave me a chill. No matter, the most-

"Ah. Sam... Hey Sam. I'm here, I've arrived. "

"Danny. Hey, Danny! What the fuck was that? You said you'd be there in ten minutes. Do you know how long I'm waiting here? "

"Sorry, Sam. But my dad was having a late night snack in the fridge and I felt insecure to leave until he went to bed again. "

"And do not we discover NEW SKILLS that can solve this dilemma today?"

"I do not know you, but I'm not sure if I could move here like this... I was already stumbling on everything just in the house, imagine if I did something like that out here? Everyone would notice- ".

"I know... I know! I'm sorry, Danny. I should not have called you so agitated early in the morning. The right thing would be to have at least the thought of waiting for to dawn. But I'm very euphoric and agitated. This is very strange. Fascinating, but strange and scary. I needed... I do not know. I... I just wanted to talk, you know? "

"IT IS. I know. At home, there was a great deal of excitement about that portal being operational, but I was also very agitated today. You do not need to apologize. You have every right to be nervous. Even I am. "

"But these powers are still fabulous and rabid. It has not been that long, but I've enjoyed them. It's all very different and innovative. "

"You're right ... Oh ... It's too cold now. We should have waited until tomorrow. "

"Sorry".

"And now? Want to sit and relax? Shall we share about everything that happened to us tonight? I do not know you, but all I'm wanting now is to relax. And who knows how to admire the stars and the moon a little, even if it is not so visible...".

"I accept. I need that, too."

"It's so deserted here at this hour."

"Usually there are not many night invaders roaming around here. Only a surveillance guard circling the perimeter every hour. And he does not check all the places."

"Oh. I think you're very knowledgeable about it. "

"Well, everyone needs some shelter on sleepless nights. Sometimes I take refuge here until morning. "

"Damn it. I did not know that".

"Every girl needs to keep some secrets...".

"Okay, okay. You got me... Wuuuuahhh... Can I relax a little here? This looks like a beautiful shelter."

"Yes, yes... All right."

"I'm feeling a little sleepy now."

"Uhu. I think I'm starting to feel it too. Want to go home and go rest? I think I've calmed down enough not to need a babysitter to go to sleep. "

"Are you telling me that my company is boring?"

"No. I'm telling you that talking to you helped me relax. Thank you. I needed to get my nerves in order. "

"Oh. But there is such a beautiful and pleasant night to gather under a solid dark ceiling... If it were not for this cold... I know. "

"Wuuuuahhh. What, what was it? Any good ideas? Or a great idea...? "

"Come on, let's go to that tree there."

"Ah? What's the difference? Is not the landscaping good enough? "

"Stop sarcasm... It's an interesting idea this is mine."

"It's ok. I'll trust. "

And with that...

Both Danny and Sam both apologize for the stress overload and for having treated each other with ignorance... thus ending the night about this boring and annoying subject.

Then they come to admire more the night... The moon is very vivid and bright there in the sky. The cold and strong wind of the dawn... A moment to relax and rethink how both will deal with this whole situation. After all, having ghostly superpowers is not something that anyone has ever encountered before.

A moment to be seated. Supported backs simultaneously. Vague look; distant. On the horizon of the sky. Supported by a large tree that was there... Simply imagining how to use such new unique and radical abilities.

And trusting that the friend next door will support this intriguing and fascinating journey.

"Right?".

"OK. So one serves as a pillow for the other. Nice. Very cozy. It has relieved the cold a little, I must admit. "

"I know. Sometimes I can also be brilliant in ideas. "

"Uhu... Now it's time for counting stars...".

"Wow, you must be pretty tired, really, to make such silly and childish puns."

"Ah, shut up. Let me relax a little... ".

"Hmmm... Good evening, Sammy."

"Hmmm ... Good evening, Danny."

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From that day on, they met there to try to train those powers. Some days Tucker was together, in other days... Either one of them could not go... What matters is that they are trying their best so this is not an obstacle in their daily lives.

This does not prevent them from regretfully breaking down various fragile materials or 'getting lost' during simple and routine walking because they are accidentally crossing the wall...

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#To be continued...

Author's Final Notes:

I'm feeling the same as the storyteller of every episode of the classic cartoon "The Powerpuff Girls" (Known in Brazil as: As Meninas Superpoderosas)... LOL

Nostalgic reference point in the air. T.T (even though I have not even watched this cartoon so much).

The city of... (I do not know if the original audio of this work is so, but the dubbing here is that way).

I do not know... I just wanted to say a little about it that I ended up thinking now... XD

(All of this creativity in this 'relaxed moment of meeting' them at dawn was now thought of by me. 7/28/2018 at 02:11 AM. I'm tired! LOL) Review and put light romances into it all along with strong and daring personalities. Tantrum and nervousness... Nothing so different from their daily lives... This is a very hardcore challenge! ^^

I do not know if I can get this' subtlety 'in the characters' characteristics. Do you understand? I do not want to create 'my' characters... I want to continue the personality they already have... Something very close to the official. But it is hard; it's tense. Well, I'll try to do that. ^^

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Until the next chapter, or send me messages... So you will not have to wait so long to talk to me. :P

I had prepared this chapter from the beginning of the month (01-08-2018), but I had a bit of laziness to post. And there were some 'impediments' so I could do it soon.

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Joy in your life! And may Our Lord Jesus Christ bless us always! :)

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Ps .: There is a little 'joke' for children here in Brazil to help them sleep. It is called: Contar Carneirinhos... It serves to tire the child while it tries to count the number of something ... In this case, I made the pun with the stars... ^^

(I do not know - and I did not do research - if, in the United States, there is something like this, so here is my narrative collaboration ^^).