Hey guys here's a new chapter. Sorry it took so long! I've sort of been distracted with the Rise of the guardians Fandom….Heh…..
-DP-
Clockwork sipped the tea that Mr. Fenton had offered as he watched the bulky man make Pancakes. The time ghost watched with interested as Jack flipped the flat cakes in the pan over, allowing the other side to cook. He had never really paid much attention to the everyday things that humans did until just recently. He was trying to learn more about the everyday life of humans. That way he could establish a closer relationship with Daniel.
Ever since he was declared Daniel's guardian he had been trying his best to get along with the young halfa, without being to awkward. Unfortunately though the time ghost was a little socially deprived thanks to the long years he had spent alone in his tower. His only break from his solitary environment was when the Observant's decided to grace him with their presence, and God knows, he never looked forward to that.
"So," Jack said. Breaking Clockwork from his thoughts, "Uh…Would you like one?"
Clockwork blinked. Then he realized that he must have been blankly staring at the sizzling pan for the last few minutes.
"Oh, No thank you. I really shouldn't even be having this tea you offered, the food in your realm is not exactly the safest thing for a ghost to eat or drink. We can indulge a little, but too much could make us sick."
Jack raised his eyebrows in surprise; he had so many questions he wanted to ask. After all it wasn't every day that he, A GHOST HUNTER, got the chance to actually hold a conversation with a benevolent ghost. Well…other than Phantom that is.
"Sick, really?! How so? Dose it cause your form to disable, or is it more of a fluctuation in power? Wait, no the fluctuation wouldn't make much since because organic materials usually drain the radiation that bonds Ectoplasms chemical structure together-." With each new line of scientific babble Jack invaded Clockworks personal space just a little more. The time ghost found himself slowly backing into the side of the counter, his face the perfect picture of unease.
"Dad? I think you should back off a little bit. You look like you're making Clockwork kinda uncomfortable."
Jack glanced over his shoulder to find Jazz giving him a pointed look as she quietly closed the door to the lab.
"What? No I'm not!" Jack beamed as he patted Clockwork on the back, causing the time ghost to slightly lose his footing. "Right Buddy?"
Clockwork sent a Jack a small trying smile. He didn't want to hurt the man's feelings. "Sure…"
Jack let out a booming laugh as he slapped Clockwork on the back one more time for good measure.
"See Jazzy pants! Nothing to worry about! Now where's your mother?"
"Madeleine is in the living room talking to the reporter, Lance I believe his name is, she sent Jasmine to see if Phantom had awaken yet, but I'm afraid the young boys still sleeping. He won't be waking up for another 15 minutes and 7 sec…." clockwork trailed off, a little uncomfortable with the odd looks that the Fentons where sending him. "Is something wrong?"
Jazz and Jack shook off their dumbfounded looks.
"What? No of course not!" Jazz said quickly as she fiddled with a piece of her hair, blushing in embarrassment. Her brother was an inter-dimensional superhero who was also half dead, you would think she would be able to wrap her mind around the concept of a ghost like Clockwork, but no, the time ghost was enigma and boy did she enjoy solving those.
"Yeah, No worries their CW everything's just fine!" Jack explained as he rubbed the back of his neck, apparently he's where Danny got his famous nervous habit from. "I was just surprised that one of amity's most famous reporters is in our house and nobody told me!"
"Well not for nothing dad, but you did blow up three news vans within the last week, Mom said you should probably sit this one out. You know how jumpy Lance is." Jazz pointed out.
"Aww, Come on!" Jack whined, he glanced over at Clockwork. "Come on you can vouch for me, right?"
"Did you just call me CW?" Clockwork blurted out, perplexed.
-DP-
"I am so sorry about my daughter's behavior earlier; she's not really too much of a morning person." Maddie explained to Lance as she took a seat on the sofa.
"Oh it's no problem Miss. Fenton. I have a teenage daughter too and trust me, I get it." Lance replied as he sat down in an arm chair. He flashed her an award winning smile before glancing over at the camera crew. "You two almost finished setting up?"
"Almost, hey Rich can you hand me that lens piece?" Chris asked. The Intern nodded and handed the busy camera man the lens piece.
Chris attached the lens and played with a few of the buttons to make sure everything was working properly.
"Alright-y then, that looks like everything."
Chris let out a grunt as he stood up strait. He positioned himself behind the camera and gave lance a thumb up. Lanced nodded and grabbed his mike. He ran a hand threw his hair and sucked on his front teeth to make sure that there weren't any bits of his breakfast still hanging around. Satisfied with his appearance he gave Chris the ok.
The camera man nodded in response and turned the video camera. Soon the occupants of the Fenton's living room were being broadcasted to every house in Amity.
"Good morning Amity Park! This Lance Thunder, I'm here in the Fentons living room talking to Miss. Maddie Fenton, One of Amity's most famous resident ghost hunters and current care taker of our town hero!"
-DP-
Sorry guys I'm going to have to end this here. Mainly because I wanted to get something up by the end of this weekend because I promised HalfafanD, the other reason is because I got grounded and this might be the only time I'll be able to post something until I'm out of Black out. -_-'
Anyway thank all of you for the lovely reviews and I'll try to get the other half of this chapter written up and finished for you all soon. Don't forget to leave a review please!
Have a nice night!