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A/N: Dear Susan Drakian, I'm glad the snowball egg made you laugh. It was a spur of the moment thing. So I wasn't really sure about it. To Twisted Skys, thanks a bunch for calling this story adorable, and I'm glad you like my style. As for how Danny's going to react…I'm debating, but it'll be funny nonetheless. To unchartedfate, yes, Danny is very, very close to finally seeing Jack, but, remember, his image is still washed out, unclear. We can't get ahead of ourselves.
Chapter six: K.O.!
Recap: "And this one," the washed out figure held out the snowball, pale, thin fingers curled around the small form, "doesn't even look like a snowball! It's an egg!"
Before Danny could even retort, a comment that was certain to involve something about his mother's cooking and how eggs could never be that…clean—they always radiated green, didn't they?—Paulina burst into the room, almost breaking down his apartment door (yes, he lived in an apartment, just because he happened to be one of the richest people on the planet doesn't mean he was going to waste it one a home…no, video games where far more important).
"Fenton—" Oh no, what did he do now? "We have trouble."
The presence—boy—chuckled as he—it!—balanced on what appeared to be a staff…almost like a shepherds.
"Do you herd sheep?" Danny mindlessly asked, barely noticing how the presence—boy!—almost fell, and dully noting how Paulina had somehow forgot to put her eyeliner on as she dragged him to his bathroom. "Enough sleep talk." She almost growled—almost, because she was far to refined to even so much a burp…tell her otherwise…let's just say you can expect never to wake up. "Get dressed."
"But Paula!" Danny whined, "I'm comfortable!"
"Comfortable enough to stand in front of the whole counsel in Spider-man pajamas?"
"eehh…"
The snowball—ah, a good even ground—burst into laughter, the staff clutched to a clothed chest as he—it! It Damn it!—rolled on the floor.
But Paulina never noticed.
"Stop ogling the out-of-date Easter egg"—the presence froze—"and start changing." She slammed the door closed right as Danny saw the snowball flying towards her head.
He didn't really need to look, however, to know the outcome. The sound of Paulina's body hitting the floor was clear enough (apparently those snowballs really could knock someone out). So, he changed in silence…well, almost, but he pretended he'd never heard the sound of a body being dragged across the floor.