A/N: Okay, so the last one was short . . . but . . . at least it's better than nothing! (grins)
BlueMouse: (dodges rotten tomatoes) Wahh! Write faster Chibi! The fans aren't happy!!
Chibi: (grumbles) Sheesh, fine . . . fine . . . it's not like I have a life or anything . . . (sarcasm)
Kara: They're just being dramatic. (waves hand towards the spotlights and automatic tomato throwing machine)
Chibi: Way to go Kara!! Nice way to ruin the dramatic effect!!
Kara: Aww . . . you know you wanted to write more of this!!
Chibi: (grumbles) We don't own anything . . .
Kara: (:
Chapter 15: Rescue Team
Jazz quickly led Tucker and Sam to her house, though she didn't need to during the last few blocks. The giant neon sign that said 'Fentonworks' was kinda hard to miss . . .
"Alright, so we've got to be quiet. I don't want to wake Mom and Dad up until we've got Danny back." Jazz whispered to the others as she allowed them into her home.
Tucker and Sam nodded and all three tiptoed down to the basement. And that's where Tucker spazzed and had a nervous breakdown at the same time. He froze up on the bottom step, marveling at all the machinery and gadgets and looked in horror at how similar to the lab it looked. He had gone into the actual experimentation room only one time, but that one time had been enough to make sure he never wanted to be in there again . . . not with all those doctors and needles around . . . He shook his head and tried to remember why they were there. "Uh . . . Jazz? You're parent's aren't . . . doctors . . . are they?" he almost squeaked out, his voice tightening in fear.
Jazz looked back at him with a raised eyebrow. "No." she scoffed. "They're scientists. But they don't have a doctorate so they're not doctors." She said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Sam just rolled her eyes and tugged Tucker off the step. "Come on. We've got to find some sort of vehicle or something to save Danny with." She said and then frowned. "Wait . . . if they took Danny, then why isn't Phantom helping?" she asked.
Jazz quickly covered for her brother. "I'm sure Phantom knows better to stay away from my parent's gadgets. After all . . . they are world renown ghost hunters . . ." she said with an awkward chuckle.
Sam raised a skeptical eyebrow but shrugged and decided to let it go. Saving her friend was first priority.
"Hey guys! Look at this!" Tucker said excitedly as he marveled at a floating little car-like thing.
"Oh, that's the Specter Speeder." Jazz said, having had to watch her parents introduce every invention since they would basically force her to.
Sam joined Tucker by the Speeder. "It looks like it could work. It even has a backseat."
"And cupholders." the techno-geek added with a bit of a grin.
Sam hit him upside the head for his stupid comment.
"Ow! Damn." Tucker moaned, holding the back of his head.
Jazz shook her head. "It doesn't work." She said with a sigh.
Tucker raised an eyebrow. "Let me look at it." He said, getting inside the driver's seat and fiddling with a few things. Before long, the Speeder was humming to life and Tucker smirked triumphantly as he leaned out the window. "You were saying?" he asked.
Sam shook her head. "Come on. Let's go save Danny." She said, Jazz nodding in agreement as she got inside the Speeder. Sam, however, dawdled a bit, fiddling with something and slipping another something into her pocket.
Jazz leaned out the open door. "Come on Sam!" she said, anxious to get her brother back.
"Coming! Coming!" Sam said as she jumped into the Speeder, closing the door behind her. "Okay, let's go!" she said.
Tucker nodded and expertly maneuvered the Speeder up the stairs, out of the basement, through the kitchen, into the living room and out the door, which Sam got out to close behind them before speeding off to a place he never wanted to go to again . . .
To be continued . . .