Day 25 : Accident

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Summary: Set after TUE. Jazz asked Danny, "How did it happen?" Then after Danny explained the accident to her, she mused. Was it really an accident, or was it fate?


"So," Blue eyes looking up at the red head who was closing the door behind her, "How long have you known?"

"About the test? For days," Jazz smiled down at her brother while sitting down next to him. Their talk was overdue, especially after Lancer had made it known to her brother that she was the one behind the idea of the make-up CAT. Jazz thought that her little brother definitely deserved that considerate gesture, though. She was beyond proud when she saw him ultimately refusing the urge to cheat.

It looked like Jazz was not the only one maturing in the family, then she proceeded to told him exactly how she felt.

Danny shook his head, "No, not that. Your headband, your note—" as he pulled out the said items out of his pocket, "—your handwriting…."

Staring at the items, Jazz thought quickly. "What? That? I didn't write that…and there must be dozens of headbands." Then again, she was never confident with her lying abilities.

Immediately, Danny saw through her ruse—or was it that Danny had known and planned this conversation all along?

Gently taking the note and headband, Jazz began softly, "Since the Spectra thing," answering the silent question reflected in the blue irises of her little brother. "I didn't want to tell you until you wanted to tell me," she explained, inwardly cringing at how she ended up being the one confessing to him; she had always imagined the scenario with her brother finally trusting her enough to come clean. It would have been good for his psyche. "It's your secret."

Then Danny conveyed all the gratitude he felt for her keeping the secret – and ultimately saving his life when the time came – with one single smile which brightened his entire countenance. "Well…it's our secret now."

With that, Jazz felt an intangible bond solidified between the two siblings, mending all the rifts caused as they were growing up: Jazz distancing herself from the family, and consequently her brother, due to her embarrassment and academic aspiration; Danny thinking his sister as too overbearing as he increasingly lived under her shadow; and finally, all the secrecy of Danny's ghost half and Jazz's knowledge of her brother's secret.

They hugged.

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"Hey Danny," Jazz called in a sudden realization. "Have you ever considered that the accident with the portal, is not that much of an accident to begin with?"

It was already nightfall. She went home after her brother took off to fight the tentacle monster they met after their little talk. Her whole body was dripping with ectoplasm – due to her being the unfortunate bystander – making her feel wet, sticky, and simply disgusted at herself. So the first destination on her mind was a nice long shower upstairs.

Nevertheless, now that the secret between them was open, it was in her nature to be immensely curious about how did it happen in the first place. How was it possible that her little brother became a ghost?

Thus, when Danny went home, she immediately ushered him to her room.

"Huh?" Danny answered quite eloquently, as he balanced himself precariously on the edge of Jazz's desk table. "You mean I had entered the portal with every intention to be electrocuted to half-death?" He smirked.

"No, that's not what I mean," Jazz rolled her eyes. "I've given a lot of thought on this one. It's theoretically not possible for someone to be alive after being charged with what must have been a thousand of volts inside that machine."

"—hence my half-dead status, Jazz."

"And how does being half-dead technically work anyway?" she interrupted as if he had not spoken. "Not that I'm not thankful that my baby brother's alive of course."

"You sure have a way of expressing your encouragement."

"Think about it, Danny. You also told me about Clockwork. Now that confirms my theory that there's someone out there meant it to happen. How else were you electrocuted just enough to achieve the perfect balance between life and death? What if there's just one volt in excess then you're dead? Or even there's one volt less and you just came out disfigured and unable to function – cause that usually happened to electrocuted victims. What if—"

"—Jazz, Jazz! If we think about the what ifs," interrupted Danny who saw that his sister was getting into what he termed as her "spazzy moments", in private, of course, "then we're not getting anywhere. Come on, I've already tried the why me path in the first month, when my powers were in a fritz. Trust me, it's not pretty."

He remembered when he was trying so hard to get rid of his newfound powers, only to find that whenever he willed them to go away, they would just reveal themselves in vengeance. Some body parts – especially his arms and legs – would go intangible in the most inconvenient situations, such as when he was in the Chem class. He would go invisible accidentally when Mr. Lancer droned about some priced literatures he had not bothered to read about.

Thankfully, when he had accepted them as a part of his life, his control of them dramatically improved.

"That's exactly what I said!" stated Jazz rather triumphantly. Crossing her arms, she explained, "Most people would have started going around the world by flying, or getting a lot of money by robbing a bank, or possessing people to do their wills, or even checking out girls' locker room by the first month. They were not going to agonize over the fact that they can walk through walls, disappear and fly."

"Well, the disappearing parts occurred so much more than the other two, Jazz, and you can't say that it wasn't scary seeing your arm disappear and you don't know whether it'll come back or not," said Danny, trying to hide his blush hearing the "girls' locker room" part.

"That's why you're not like most people, little brother. And someone out there, God and even Clockwork, decided to make you survive the portal accident and make you a half-ghost. There's nothing that is a coincidence, Danny."

Danny laughed lightly, making a placating gesture toward her sister. "Okay, okay. Let's just go by your theory then."

"That's not to mention," she paced the room as a new idea began to form in her head, "Sam and Tucker. How convenient is it for you that Tucker happened to be a technological genius who's capable of hacking the FBI if he's required to do so? How convenient is it that Sam is one of the richest girls in Amity Park who's able to support Tucker with the technology and cover up any emergency supply you guys need? And of course, there's me now," she ended with a smile.

"Yeah yeah. We are very lucky to have our resident genius who's gonna help us with homework, Jazz," Danny said teasingly.

"Hey! How could you put me in homework duties?" Jazz exclaimed incredulously, but the smile was still on her face.

"You want to know what I think about this?" Danny asked as he stretched and began to rise up from his position. "You put too many thoughts into this. You made my life sound like a freaking cartoon! Oh yes, let's put one convenient plot here, put another there. Yeah," he rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's get some ice cream downstairs."

Jazz laughed, as she followed her brother out of the room. "Sure, but you know that I'm right."

"You're always right, Jazz," he replied snarkily.

"Hush, you," she reached out to mess with his hair, but Danny ducked at the last second.

"By the way, I still don't agree you saying I'm not like other people. I'm completely ordinary, thank you very much, with the exception of having ghost powers," he added hurriedly seeing she was about to interrupt. "Nope, not a freak here."

"I'm not saying that you're a freak, Danny," Jazz said softly. "It's fine to be extraordinary. And I know you're getting tired of me saying this, but I'm very proud of you, little brother, and I'll always be with you whatever you do, be it ordinary or extraordinary."

"Are you sure? It's not like you'll be with me and Tucker next weekend to check out the new pool in town. I'm sure you won't enjoy the visuals as much as me and Tucker in the girls' locker room," he added with a wide grin.

Jazz gaped at him for a moment. Danny took the opportunity to quickly bounce down the stairs in order to avoid the explosion which would inevitably happen.

"I'll take back what I said!" Jazz exclaimed. "Ugh," she muttered to herself, "boys will be boys."

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"DANNY!" she shouted at the direction of the kitchen. "YOU'RE JUST KIDDING, RIGHT?"

"GUESS YOURSELF!" laughed Danny in reply.


Author's Note: I'm terribly sorry for the long delay. Although, I promise I'm gonna do all the prompts to the best of my ability. Please be patient with me. :') After all, sometimes speed doesn't matter (since May is already finished anyway), forward is forward!

Hope you enjoy this installment.