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My eyes shot open. The circular motion the ceiling fan made above me was oddly calming. We were still at Casper High, still in Lancer's room.

"Oh, Danny!"

Mom and Mr. Lancer loomed over me.

"How are you feeling? Do you remember what happened," Mom continued, eyes tearing and voice barely comprehensible.

Getting up off the ground felt like lifting weights. "What? I'm fi— arrrrggghhh!" It was the sharp pain I felt in my heart, except this time it encompassed my entire chest. My back slammed back against the floor. I wasn't sure it it hurt, or if the pain in my chest was masking it.

"I'll go get your father just, stay put!" With that, Mom ran off.

Sam walked up to me and took her place. Tucker followed closely behind her.

"Dad?" Luckily, that single word was all Sam and Tucker needed to know I was wondering where he'd gone.

"He ran off after he shot you," Sam started. "He couldn't forgive himself for hurting you in his hysteria,"

I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I opened them, Sam looked like she'd seen a ghost.

"What happened?"

"Danny, your eyes!"

"Fenton's collapsed on the ground, and the goth geek is complimenting his eyes," Starr said from the crowd.

Right as she said that, blueish-white rings materialized around me and traveled across the mid-section of my body, then snapped back together like a rubber band.

What was that flash of light? I can't see anything!

Confusion loomed over the students in the class. They couldn't see what was going on thanks to Mr. Lancer, Tucker and Sam blocking their view.

I was sweating so much Sam let go of my hand in disgust. I couldn't blame her. I would've done the same if our roles were switched. I laid back down. I was worried about Mr. Lancer. What was he making of this? My vision was blurred, so I couldn't see the look on his face.

After two more minutes of pain, my dad came in with the Ecto-Dejecto. "I just knew you'd be okay! That's my boy!" He went to hug me.

Mom had to hold him back and remind him that my entire upper body was still in pain.

"I just wanna –" He was waving the Dejecto around like it was his most prized possession.

Wait.

He wasn't seriously thinking of shooting me what that after what the last thing did to me, was he?

"Dad, no!"

"Don't worry, son, this Multi-Dejecto gets rid of anything that isn't supposed to be in your body. Why, once, I forgot to take the toast out of the toaster and swallowed the toaster whole! Choked for about thirty minutes before this got it out."

As crazy as that sounded, I showed my agreement by relaxing as much as I could. Dad administered the serum. A minute later, the pain dissipated, and I could finally focus.

"Okay, great, thanks, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton, bye!" Tucker and Sam hastily shoved my confused parents out the door.

Aside from being drenched in sweat, I felt fine. For the first time since I got my ghost powers, my brain didn't feel heavy. I felt relaxed.

"Class dismissed," said Mr. Lancer. "Mr. Fenton, why don't you go rest?"

"Uh, I still get paid, right?"

A smile formed at the edge of Mr. Lancer's lips. I wasn't sure if that was assurance, or if he thought I was joking. "Well, you still have the job, so, we'll see. See you tomorrow, Mr. Fenton. Or should I say Mr. Fenton."

Lancer started laughing after that. If he thought that was funny, then he probably didn't think I was joking about the paycheck, which was fine by me. I just hoped I could survive this job until payday.

And that's Danny's first day on the job!

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