I know that it has been a long time since my last update on this. So as a reward for your patience,
Here is a really long chapter!
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After a really long rather awkward pause Tucker yelled out "Dude did you just say that the world is going to be blown up in two weeks?"
"Yes." Tommy responded very calmly almost as if he were discussing the weather.
"Who are you and where the heck are you from?" The question directed towards Tommy from a strangely confused Sam.
"Again my name is Tommy Fablark." This resulted in a blank stare from Tucker "I am from A small satellite from the near Vicinity of Betelgeuse 7." Tucker dropped his PDA "I crash landed on this planet after running out of my supply of Alterian Dollars." Tuckers jaw fell open with a mental clang "Hey I only had enough to last me 3 days at 30 dollars a day. I am just lucky that these things are rechargeable." Tucker finally realized that he dropped his PDA.
Tucker bent down over the fallen PDA and started to stroke it and pet it all the while cooing to it a soft lullaby "No! My baby! Daddy's here, daddy loves you, yes he does."
"OK, erm, my name is Danny and this is Sam and Tucker" Danny somehow took the news better than his best friend did "Tommy why don't you come inside my house while I go get my parents."
Danny then proceeded to open the creaky door. The same door that his father had ripped off it's hinges about thirty times. The same door that Skulker had shot two days previously. His thought process was stopped before it got any more graphic. "MOM! DAD!" Danny yelled quite loudly for all to hear who still lived on Fenton Street.
Jack came running in first orange jumpsuit and all. "What is it. Is it a ghost?" He jumped to conclusions very quickly once he saw Tommy. "Hey who are you. Are you a ghost?" The questions were supposed to be a threat. However he really was not all that threatening as he was only holding a strange looking tracking device. The man still felt the need to yell. "Maddie get the Fenton Anti creep stick STAT!"
Some scuffling was heard before a woman in a nice teal jumpsuit came running in with a baseball bat with the word Fenton in bright neon green lettering on the side. "Yes Sweetie." Maddie then proceeded to put the bat down as the situation came into focus for her.
Tommy, who had been hiding behind Danny after Jack's 'Hello' moved at the sight of the female Ghost Hunter. "Hello, My name is Tommy Fablark." The alien pointed towards the black and green cylinder in Jacks hands and asked, "Wow what is that and how does it work?"
Sam and Tucker shared a look that probably meant something along the lines of Oh no the 'Alien' asked the forbidden question, the horrific 'What is that and how does it work' to Jack, the man that was known to blather for five hours straight. Sam said the one thing that could be said in a situation like this. "Lets run."
"Yes Lets." Tucker responded with an agreeing nod. And a light stroke to his PDA.
"Tommy. Good luck getting away from my parents after a question like that. I need to get to school." The Ghost Gabber in Jack's hand repeated the line 'I need to get to school with a little added bonus, a Fear me! At the end. "Sam, Tucker Wait up!" Danny said as he ditched his parents conversation about the current subject The Ghost Gabber. I never got to ask you, should I ask Paullina, or Valerie to the dance tomorrow night?"
"How about neither." Sam added in with a lethal glare towards Danny. "Paullina is a slimy witch from another dimension and I still really don't understand why the heck do you even want to go out with a girl that hates your guts." She then folded her arms into a position that clearly showed that she wanted an answer. Danny as a clueless nimrod ignored it.
"Hey man, I say go for Paullina." Tucker grinned as he gave his advice. "But it is your decision in the end. I'll see you at school. Good Luck with the BG thing today in third."
"Are you sure that you don't want me to fly you guys to school." Danny's offer stayed in the air for a few seconds until Tucker spoke up.
"Na go save Tommy from the evil clutches of your dad's rants. We will tell Lancer that you got held up with a Foreign Exchange Student that asked your Dad about one of the inventions. I think that after the Walker incident he knows just how crazy your father can get when talking about the paranormal."
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"So young man, your name is Tommy." Jack said with an approving look. Maddie left to the basement to continue her research on nitric acid and Ectoplasm. "Well this device is the Ghost Gabber mark 38." The oaf of a man started to shake the device in front of Tommy's face like an immature child. "I cant wait to get my hands on the spook who keeps on blowing it up." Added as an after thought the line received an odd look from Tommy. "It is a translator for humans. When a ghost says something within radius it automatically translates it into every day common English."
"Then why does it key into Danny?" Tommy asked with a thoughtful sound.
"The calibration on it has been screwed up since the first one we made about 11 months ago. In other words the initial machine is broken and for the life of the Fenton Family I cant figure out what the heck is wrong with it." Jack went into about as much detail as he could before Tommy asked something else.
"What are those?"
"These babies are the newest invention to come from the hands of a Fenton." Jack held the battery like it was a small child. "The Fenton Ecto-batteries. They find energy in the environment that is outputted by ghosts and transform it into storable, portable, and useable energy."
"Neat! Do you have any other inventions?" Tommy asked this out of pure ignorance of what could happen if he asked the dreaded question. Of all the stuff that Mr. Fenton said he had understood all of it. Right down to the inter-dimensional fabrication of energies through utilizing space rips for travel.
"Of course I do but most everything else is too dangerous for anyone to see."
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"Tommy!" Danny rushed into the house with an almost panicked look. "Oh there you are. Come on. I have decided to take you to school with me as a Foreign Exchange Student from England." Danny grabbed the only other teenager in the house by the arm and proceeded to leave the room.
Jack still was intent on ghost weaponry so he tried to persuade Danny into taking a blaster rather bluntly. "Danny. Here take an ecto-blaster."
"Dad I don't need one I already have a thermos." the black haired teen responded rather quickly as if he had said this every day for almost a year.
"It wont protect you against the really strong willed specters." again the script was played out with a strange clarity for any human living in Amity Park for any more than two months.
"I also have two insta-paralyzers that you forced me into taking." more of the script was played out however this one section had to be thought about as it was a new addition. Tommy looked as if he was watching a Ping Pong tournament.
"That will work son." Jack noted with content, knowing full on well that those paralizers could knock out any ghost under a 7.5 on the ecto-scale. "Be sure to protect Tommy from any violent specters. Especially that Phantom he is the worst of em all." Tommy stared at jack until Danny finally pulled him out of the room successfully.
"Yea, yea, Dad I'll see you after 5." Danny saw the glare his father had directed towards him and added a small after thought. "With Tommy in store."
The two rushed out the door before Jack could say anything. Danny started to fill Tommy in on what the school would probably be like and repeatedly told him not to say anything about the planet being blown up in the near future. The rest of the long walk to school was carried out in silence.
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A/N I think that that is a good stopping point. Next chapter is going to be School and Mr. Lancer. Bum. Bum. Bum. Every detail in the chapter has a meaning so pay attention and pick through it until it is clean as a skeleton that has been lying in a temperate climate for 50 years. Behold one of my jokes from my common language. HA HA! Now thanks to my reviewers:
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