Oak Leaf Ninja: All right. I will!
greekghostgirl: Better not say that to their faces, that is, unless you like yours to be all clawed up.
The Cutters Pain: So, you've already imagined Dan as a kitty before this story appeared?
"My gosh," Jazz said, looking strangely at the object in front of her, "Is that a giant, purple football?"
"He's as subtle as a flying mallet, isn't he?" Danny replied, phasing out of the Speeder.
With light push, he easily moved the obstacle out of the way before rejoining his sister back in the Speeder. Gently nudging the vehicle's controller, Jazz eased the urged the Specter Speeder inside the revealed portal. Within seconds, they found themselves in Vlad's lab.
"You think he's home?" she asked, turning the ignition off.
"Only one way to find out," Danny responded, phasing back out as he carried the statue with him.
As he took a few steps, the boy heard somebody yelling angrily in the next room.
"What do you mean it's not there?" Vlad demanded, pacing back and forth in the living-room with his cell to his ear, "That's where I dropped it! It has to be there!"
"Well," the other ghost on the line answered, "It's not! I looked everywhere and it's not where you said it would be."
"There has to be some sort of mistake!" the billionaire declared, "You made a mistake! You didn't look hard enough!"
Skulker growled at the accusation and sought out for some aspirin for his oncoming migraine.
"How dare you accuse me of not looking hard enough!" he shouted, shoving his arm into the medicine cabinet, "I'm the greatest hunter all of the Ghost Zone!"
"And yet," Vlad remarked, sarcastically, "You continue to get your cheese-doodles kicked by a teenager."
"So do you!"
"Look," the hybrid growled, "I just want my fudging statue!"
"And," Danny said from behind his arch-nemesis, "Want an explanation for it."
The elder ghost turned around to see the Fenton children glaring at him. Daniel was holding the debated cat statue that Skulker was sent to find.
"Umm," Vlad said into the receiver, "Skulker, I'm going to have to call you back."
"Alright, Plasmius," Danny demanded, still glaring at the cheesehead, "What's going on with this thing? What do you want it for?"
"Oh, nothing," Vlad smirked, pocketing his phone, "Just thought it would look nice for the mansion."
"Oh, please," Jazz snorted, rolling her eyes, "The day that's true is the day Mom decides to dump Dad and marry you. Don't respond to that."
Now, it was the billionaire's turn to roll his eyes.
"Anyways," he said, extending his hand, "I'll thank you children for returning that to me."
"Not so fast," the younger hybrid said, flying up towards the ceiling, "First, you tell me how to turn Sam back into a human!"
"What?" Vlad asked, looking completely shocked.
"Oh, quit pretending," the girl answered, "You knew this cat could turn people into cats. That's why you have it in the first place! Now, you're going to tell us how to turn them back!"
"And if I don't?" Vlad smirked, switching from Masters to Plasmius, "What will you do then, Jasmine?"
"Oh," she shrugged, looking bored, "Nothing."
"Nothing?" he responded, taken aback.
"Nope," Jazz continued, "But, Danny might have a few words for you."
Before Vlad could respond, he felt a blow from behind and found himself flying towards the opposite side of the room. Looking behind him, he saw Daniel lowering his hand where the ecto-blast had come from.
"You want another one," the teen asked, glaring at him, "Or are you going to tell me how to change Sam back into a human?"
Vlad answered him with a growl and an ecto-blast of his. Danny dodged this as Jazz hid under a table. The younger hybrid phased himself through the wall to the lab as the older one followed.
"How do you change her back?" the boy demanded as the billionaire stood before him, "That's all I want to know!"
"Really?" Vlad asked in mock concern, "That's all you want, Daniel? Too bad I won't tell you!"
The elder halfa punched Danny in the stomach, forcing him to crash into the wall behind him. The younger ghost dropped the cat to Vlad's delight. He bent down to pick it up, but was beaten to it by Jasmine.
"Not so fast!" she declared, taking out a silver object from her pocket, "One more move and the cat's history!"
"What are you talking about, girl?" Vlad demanded, reaching for the statue again.
She stepped back and pointed the slim metal to the idol.
"Don't make me use the Fenton Laser!" she screamed.
Her brother stared at her in confusion, but the billionaire took no notice.
"A Fenton Laser?" he asked, skeptically, "Really, Jasmine? You're threatening me with laser pointer?"
"It's not a pointer!" she insisted, "It's a real laser! If it can destroy a ghost in thirty seconds flat, what makes you think it can't do the same to ghost objects?"
"You're bluffing," Vlad responded, uneasily.
"Do you want to find out?" she smirked.
"You can't be serious," he insisted, "You destroy that cat, and Samantha will never be human!"
"True," Danny shrugged, floating to the ceiling, "But you'll never be able to use it, either."
He glared at the teenagers as they smirked back at him.
"What do you want?" Vlad growled, folding his arms.
"Tell us how to turn Sam back into a human," the younger halfa growled back, transforming into Fenton.
"You need the sapphire," the cheesehead growled, "Put the sapphire into the cat's eye-socket, aim it at Samantha, and she ought to turn back."
"Where is the sapphire?" Jazz asked.
"Tell you what," Plasmius smirked, retaining his human form, "You allow me to come with you back to Amity Park, and I'll give you what you need."
The siblings huddled together, discussing his proposition.
"Well?" Jazz asked, looking at her brother, "What do you think?"
"I think he's up to no good," Danny frowned, "I definitely don't believe he wants that statue just for decoration."
"Agreed," the red-head nodded, "But I really don't think we've got a choice here. We're going to have to let him come along with us if we want Sam back the way she was."
"I was afraid you were going to say that," her brother sighed before breaking the huddle.
"Alright, fine," he growled at Vlad, "You can come, but you'd better be right about that sapphire!"
"Indeed, I am," Vlad nodded, changing forms.
The teenagers watched as the billionaire phased through the ceiling and phased back, holding something in his hand. As he changed into Masters, the elder halfa opened his hand, revealing the dark blue stone inside.
"Shall we then, children?"