Just for the record, here the countries are mostly reffered to by human names.
Russia is Ivan. Belarus is Bela. Ukraine is Kat/Katyusha.
Ah, the joys of school. The place where you're either bored out of your mind, getting in trouble because you fell asleep from being bored out of your mind, or eating the shit the cafeteria ladies called "food."
"FENTON!" Oh, yeah, there's that. Dash hunting you down before school even starts because he had a bad practice before school. Nearly forgot about that one; wonder how that happened.
I took off, only running as fast as I had to in order to keep Dash from keeping up with me and pummeling me to a pulp. I wasn't afraid of getting beat up, I was afraid of the questions my inhumanly fast healing would bring up. If anyone caught onto just how fast I healed and ran some tests on me, or even just got a good look at my blood, I'd be in some serious trouble. It's pretty damn hard to hide ghost DNA once someone gets a good look at even the smallest blood sample.
A look over my shoulder showed me that I was going too fast, Dash was way too far behind. I was supposed to be a wimp, and there's a lot going against that if I can outrun the star quarterback. I made a sharp turn and ran through the hall, getting just far enough out of sight to turn once more and go invisible as I passed by the front office. Dash would probably give up looking for me now, he didn't exactly have the brain power or the patience to hunt someone down once they managed to get out of his sight.
I glanced through the window of the front office as I passed by and was met with a sight I honestly hadn't expected to see and was probably hoping I never would
That girl from last night, Bela, and her family were sitting in the office, the boy I saw last night was negotiating something with the clerk at the desk. His tactic of using fear to get what he wanted was actually pretty effective considering the things nearly everyone in this building has seen. He had persuasion down to an art, he scared them enough to get what he wanted, but didn't go over board like his sister did.
Said sister was currently watching her brother with an odd look in her eyes. The kind of look Valerie used to get when she saw Tucker.
Ew.
I didn't linger long. I didn't have any risk of being caught, I just didn't want to piss Lancer off anymore than I was probably already going to. The sooner I got to class, the better.
That, and it'd save me from having to watch that creepy ass girl from flirting with her BROTHER.
That girl had to be all kinds of messed up.
It was probably a
damn good thing the ghosts attacks were almost nonexistent for the first hour of the day because my mind was in an entirely different place. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more that Bela girl than met the eye.
By lunch, I'd nearly forgotten about the odd girl seeing as my focus was more on figuring out why the hell I hadn't seen anyone besides the Box Ghost today. It couldn't be anything too huge since that idiot was still showing up, but it was still something to worry about. I always label it as only a mid-level threat if old Boxy is still coming out to piss me off. It's when even he stays out of sight that you really know the shit has hit the fan.
I couldn't keep my eyes off Sam when lunch rolled around. Maybe it was just because I was starting to admit to myself, within the safety of my own mind, that I actually held feelings for her. It wasn't as if she was wearing anything out of the ordinary, it was the same as usual, I just couldn't focus on anything else.
I'm damn lucky Tucker didn't make some stupid remark about it. I would have had to kill him if he had, or at least embarrass the shit out of him in retaliation.
He doesn't seem to realize that I can tell he still has a thing for Valerie...even if she hasn't stopped trying to hunt me down.
My thoughts were jerked away from Sam when I heard foot steps approaching. I had to fight the urge to run since it's rarely ever a good thing when someone actually pays attention to the local losers, but the steps had such an unfamiliar cadence to them that I forced myself to sit still.
"Privyet." Bela had appeared beside me as the footsteps stopped. I honestly didn't have a clue what the hell she said.
"Danny!" Sam's boot met my shin under the table and she must have seen the confused look on my face. "She said hello, dunce. And you wonder why we call you clueless." She smirked.
"Well, that's not the only reason. Is it Sam?" Tucker gave out a yelp as he finished his teasing remark. I assumed his shin had met her signature combat boots with a lot more force than mine had. Why she would retaliate so harshly, I really didn't know. It wasn't like Tuck didn't make those comments all the time, acting as if he knew something I didn't.
"Идиотский проигравших." (Idiotic losers.) Bela muttered under her breath, but I gave her a look that clearly said I both heard and understood her. "Do I know you?" She had turned to me, a dangerous look on her face. "You look a lot like one of the идиоты I dealt with last night." (Idiots) I fought to keep myself from squirming at the comment. There was no way in hell she'd already figured it out, right?
"I don't think so." I hesitated just a little longer than I had really wanted to, and did the only thing I could think of to keep her from noticing it. "I'm Danny. Danny Fenton." I held out my hand and prayed she wouldn't notice the similarity in my names as well. If she caught on to that, my secret was pretty much shot. I really need to figure out how to deal with it when some one seems close to figuring it out. I doubt she'll be the only person to ever notice how much alike me and my ghost half look. Honestly I was lucky no one had it figured out as it was.
"Fenton? I met your parents this morning. They told us this damn school was haunted, but I haven't a single fucked up spirit all day." Joy. She met my parents. That's a great way to give her a good impression of my human half.
"Bela! Watch your mouth. My younger sister shouldn't be using such rude language in front of such friendly people!" The other girl I had seen walking into the hotel last night appeared. Great. Now I had both the pretty girl AND the girl with huge boobs over here.
Hormones, please. Stay under control.
"Я говорю, что я хочу сказать, сестра." (I say what I want, sister.) Belarus replied calmly. You know, if I hadn't spent god only knows how long listening to Sam's smart ass comments, I might be highly offended by what Bela calls speaking her mind. As it was though, it was no more insulting than when dad called Phantom a menace. I guess I was just so used to a slightly less brash set of comments, that these ones hardly bugged me at all.
"Bela, you should listen to big sister." The boy, Russia I think, interjected. I honestly hope he was not calling her big sister for the reasons that immediately popped into my head.
Bela's eyes went back to that creepy as hell flirty mode that I had seen earlier. I swear to you, no amount of ghost fights can prepare you for that.
"Sorry about my little sister Bela. She gets a bit of a potty mouth now and then. I'm Katyusha. This is my younger brother Ivan. Have you seen any ghosts? Cестра is looking for them. " (Sister) Ivan? I suppose Russia was just a nickname then. Oh well, at least that meant he wasn't insane enough be calling Kat big sister for the reasons I was.
"I saw one this morning, but it was nothing special. Just that idiot Box Ghost trying to be scary again." I laughed a little. "It's pretty sad that even Lancer doesn't bat an eye at him anymore." Honestly, Boxy was probably the only ghost that didn't scare the shit out of Lancer. Well, other than my own ghost form, but that hardly counted considering I was generally labeled as the town hero.
"Idiot is an understatement." Bela muttered. I had a feeling her language was only being controlled because her brother had asked to her listen to her sister's request of censoring herself.
An uneasy silence fell over all of us for a moment before Sam filled the hole in conversation. "So you know the Box Ghost?"
"Da. I do." Even when she was answering in a calm, pretty peaceful way, this girl still gave me the creeps.
"Who's the Box Ghost?" Her older sister, Kat asked.
"Is he another friend of yours Bela?" Ivan asked. So she really hadn't told her siblings much of what had happened. Perhaps she didn't want to appear weak by running to her siblings when a ghost showed up. With what I've seen of her attitude, I wouldn't put it past her in the slightest.
Bela's voice was laced with her usual hostility when she responded. "Stupid ghost I met last night. He tried to steal a package of mine. I nearly killed him, but another ghost stopped him. Some stupid hero ghost with a ridiculous name; Danny Phantom or something. He was the boy you met last night, my dearest Russia."
I swear, if I have to hear or see Bela flirting with her freaking BROTHER again, I'm going to hurl.
"Disregarding that last comment… What was in that package Boxy tried to steal anyways?" I forced my expression back into a fairly neutral one as I asked the question.
When I saw the confused look that crossed over the girl's face, I realized I had probably just slipped up in my statement. It's such a royal pain in the ass the have to speak in the third person when you were actually there.
Bela looked at me, most likely deciding whether to tell me or just kill me right then and there.
Then her eyes got that creepy flirty look in them and she turned back to her brother. "Brother, dearest, could you and big sister go get our food?" Ivan shrugged as he and Kat left our table and Bela sat down.
She pulled a picture out of her pocket, and I suddenly really wished I hadn't asked what the hell was in that box.
It was a picture of her brother...naked.
I'm going to ask this for probably the millionth time. What the hell is wrong with this girl?
"I'll show you, but don't fall in love with brother. I will slit your throat in your sleep and use your intestines as decorations for the wedding of brother and I. Got it?" Wow...she just made Skulker look like a giant metal teddy bear. The look in her eye was scary as fuck as she showed off four pictures.
Sam raised an eyebrow at the pictures. I could kill Bela! Sam doesn't need to see that! I don't want her looking at other guy's bodies...or the other parts Bela has on display!
I was still steaming over this when Sam spoke up. "Meh. I've seen better." She shrugged and I suddenly felt jealous. Who the hell had she seen like that?
"I'm sure you have, Sam. I'm sure you- OW!" Another loud thunk as Tucker's already bruised shin met Sam's combat boot once more. What the hell was he implying that pissed her off so much?
"Who have you seen like that?" Why the hell did I just ask that? My face kept heating up, and I had a feeling I was turning beet red because of this conversation.
"Do you even remember the number of times you lost your clothing right after the portal accident?" I had been trying to forget that…
"That wasn't my fault, and you know it!" I seriously wish Bela wasn't here right now, this conversation was starting to run a little too close to the topic of my powers for my liking. That and this was getting way too embarrassing.
Tucker was trying to hold in laughter at the situation. I was going to kill him later if Sam didn't reach him first.
"That doesn't change the fact that I saw you." Someone kill me. Now.
...wait a minute...did she just say I had a better body than Ivan? I wonder what would happen if…
NO! Bad mind! We can NOT be thinking about that at a time like this.
"So what you're saying, Sam, is you'd rather do Danny than Ivan." Tucker burst out laughing and Sam's face turned bright red and my own only got hotter.
"What! I did not say that Tucker! Where the hell did you get that from?" Both of us reached out to smack Tuck upside the head at the same time, but when our hand touched we both moved our hands away and couldn't make eye contact.
"Good god. Could you two lovebirds be anymore obvious?" Shit. That's right, Bela's still here.
"WE ARE NOT LOVEBIRDS!" Please, I'm begging you. Just kill me now!
"Right. And I suppose Emo girl over there likes pink and you're a ghost too?" Bela stated bluntly, though I nearly had a heart attack. She didn't mean anything by it, of course, but it was still way too close to the truth for me not to start freaking out again.
Thankfully, Tucker was actually useful for once though. "I've been trying to get these two clueless wonders to admit how they feel for years, but neither one of them will do it." Tucker had a smug look and I reached over to smack him upside the head a few times as Sam's boot met his shin once more.
"Mr. Fenton, Miss Manson, would you stop abusing Mr. Foley? Or do you need another detention?" Lancer always has to choose the worst times to show up doesn't he?
"He deserved it." Sam muttered right beside me.
"Yes, but lets not forget the number of infractions the three of you get away with on a daily basis. You'd be in detention for the rest of your high school career if I started punishing you for that just because you deserved it." Lancer, shut the hell up already.
He walked off after that, but I knew I was going to have to find a new way of punishing Tucker for the next few days. I suppose that's what ghost powers are for, right?
"You lovebird done bickering now?" The glare I sent in Bela's direction easily rivaled Sam's as Tucker cracked up again. I had to fight to keep the green from slipping into my eyes.
Well, it wasn't exactly easy to stay visible either.
"BEWARE! FOR I AM THE BOX GHOST!" I banged my head against the table. How this idiot was constantly getting out of the Ghost Zone I will never know.
"Why the hell is this shit head back?" Bela was no more amused than I was.
"TREMBLE BEFORE MY CARDBOARD CUBES OF DOOM!"
"I think I'll start trembling the day I actually care." I yawned for effect.
"FEAR ME, GHOST CHILD!" I cringed at the name. Bela seemed close enough to figuring me out as it was. I did not need this idiot's "help".
Bela's knife from last night reappeared by her side. "I'm only going to say this once, говнюк. Go the hell away before I end your miserable afterlife slowly and painfully." (shithead) If looks could kill, the whole damn school would be nothing more than a crater in the wake of Bela's stone cold glare.
"Uh...BEWARE!" Box Ghost couldn't seem to get out of there fast enough. Never thought I'd see the day where he would willingly make a run for it.
The knife was momentarily pointed in our direction before it disappeared again.
"Беларусь! Что ты делаешь с Дэнни и его друзей?" (Belarus! What did you do to Danny and his friends?") Kat and Ivan had returned and Kat looked like she was about to cry after her outburst.
"Бела? Что ты делаешь с ножом?" (Bela, what did you do with the knife?) Ivan had spoken up and looked honestly curious as to what the hell had happened while he and his sister were getting food.
Bela tried to explain, but she didn't really get much of a chance. "The Box Gho-"
"Are you guys hurt? Did Little Sister attack any of you?" Kat was crying now. I had to wonder if Bela had been interrupted purely because it was pretty damn hard to believe there was really a ghost named the Box Ghost. "She did, didn't she? I'm sorry!" Wow...over reacting much? I thought Jazz was bad, but a sister like this would drive me up the walls and back several times over.
"I did nothing to them, Ukraine! Quit being such a fucking crybaby all the damn time!" Bela was starting to get a little scary now...well...in comparison to how she was when Sam and I were busy punishing Tuck.
Then it hit me that Bela had been called Belarus and Kat was just referred to as Ukraine. And Bela had referred to Ivan as Russia last night. There was no way in hell they really were named after countries right?
"I'm sorry my little sister scared you guys! It's all my fault!" Kat kept whining. Was there anyway to shut her up? I was beginning to agree with Bela on this one, Kat was a crybaby.
"I didn't hurt them! QUIT YOUR DAMN CRYING WHORE!" Okay...that was just a little harsh. Then again, that did come from Bela so it was probably actually pretty tame.
Ivan stood off to the side, and I honestly didn't blame him. Who the hell would want to get in the middle of this?
"Kat, it's okay. Bela didn't scare us. We see worse things on a daily basis. We're fine." Sam. Sam apparently wanted to get in the middle of this. She was completely crazy sometimes…
"No! It's not okay! We shouldn't have left little sister unattended! I'm sorry we made you watch her!" Please, just stop your whining.
"I've spent the past year hunting ghosts with this idiot and you really think your sister is going to scare me?" Sam just had to bring up the ghost hunting, didn't she? Was she trying to let my secret out of the bag?
Then I realized she'd just called me an idiot, even if it was playfully. "You're hilarious." I sent her a playful glare which she shrugged off.
"B-But, it's my fault Bela attacked you! I'm so sorry!" I seriously wanted to smack Kat now. She was nice enough, but once you get her worked up over something, she's unbearable.
"I didn't fucking touch them Ukraine! Quit saying I did!" Belarus replied. I'm sensing some serious pre-existing family problems here.
"B-Bela… Katyusha…" Ivan finally spoke up and the two stopped their bickering and whining. It occurred to me that he was probably the only reason they hadn't ripped each other's throats out yet.
Ivan's face was slightly red and he was staring at the ground. I realized he was going for the sweet and innocent act as he started whispering his words. "Stop fighting… Пожалуйста?" (Please?)
"Oh brother! I'm sorry!" Kat ran to hug her brother. I had to commend the guy, there was no way in hell I would have been able to stop that without smacking them upside the head a few times. Bela hung back as Kat seemed to cling to Ivan for dear life. There was an odd expression on her face and I couldn't tell if she was just waiting for someone to pick on her brother so she could beat the shit out of them or if she was simply trying to have a half-way pleasant expression on her face.
I never thought I'd say this, but I was more than glad when the bell rang to end lunch. That meant I could go back to class and get away from the siblings and all of their weirdness.
Who would have thought a half-ghost ghost hunter would find a trio of siblings weirder than anything else they'd seen.
As I walked out the cafeteria doors to the endless torture that was Mr. Lancer's class, I heard siad over wieght teacher talking to the siblings we'd just left behind.
"Will your daughter be joining us here until you go home?" Oh, god. Please no.
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