Chapter 8:

Jazz's Plan


"Okay, breathe in through your nose, hold your breath, swallow three times, then let it out through your nose again." Tucker instructed a still-frazzled Danny.

"Tucker," the halfa whined. "I really, really, really hate breathing exerci-"

"Just do it, already." Sam snapped, cutting him off. The halfa took a deep breath and did as he was told.

*Inhale* *Swallow* *Swallow* *Swallow* *Exhale*

*Burp* *Hiccup* (Phantom)

Tucker cackled, while Sam scowled and fanned the smell away. Jazz had gone back to her room about an hour (and sixteen cures) before, with an odd explanation and a nervous expression. Danny still didn't think much of it. In a family with a fudge-loving giant, a woman who could bring food to life, (by accident, no less,) and a half-ghost kid, Jazz was still the weird one.

Tucker crossed another cure off the list, mumbling something about "#247" under his breath.

"Okay, that's the last of the breathing exercise-"

"YES!" Danny cut him off, jumping (as much as you can when you're floating) higher into the air and striking a victorious pose.

"Now, on to the next cure." Tucker said.

"Awww." Danny whined, dropping his arms and slumping.

"Cure #144: Get scared/surprised."

"Scared? I'm a ghost. And-"

*Hiccup* (Fenton)

He dropped to the floor. "-how am I gonna get surprised, if I know-"

"BOOGA, BOOGA, BOOGA!" Jazz screamed, jumping out of Danny's closet, wearing a combination of Sam and Tucker's vampiress and robot costumes (respectively), from last Halloween. In her excitement, she jumped a little too far, nearly bumping into her brother.

"Ahhhh!" Danny screamed, stumbling backwards and tripping over a pillow someone (Sam) had left in the floor. He fell halfway onto his bed, with his head in the floor and one foot where his pillow used to be.

"Did it work?" Jazz asked obliviously, pulling off the now-fanged robot head. It actually looked pretty cool that way, though Sam would still never be caught dead in it. Robots were so mainstream.

*Hiccup* (Phantom)

"Nope." Tucker supplied, unnecessarily, trying to stifle his giggles. "She's been planing that since yesterday afternoon, y'know." He added, smirking over at the annoyed half-ghost in the floor.

"B-but- How'd she get in here!?" Danny asked, frazzled yet again.

"Stuck her in the closet, while you were meditating with Sam."


Two hours earlier...


"Alright, Danny," Sam said, sitting cross-legged in her friend's bedroom floor. At her prompting, Danny sat down across from her, his back to the door. "Just relax. Close your eyes, and breathe deeply." Tucker was standing behind the halfa, hiding a laugh with one hand.

Danny did as he was told. His eyes closed, his shoulders slumped, he allowed his mind to relax.

*Hiccup* (Phantom)

Then, he had to start all over, hovering just above the floor. Meanwhile, he failed to notice Jazz creeping along behind him, she and Tucker startling and freezing when he hiccuped. Danny and Sam were just getting started, and Tucker was holding back his laughter harder than before, when Jazz was shut inside her brother's closet.


Present moment...


"I-"

*Hiccup* (Fenton)

"-hate this, so much." Danny grumbled. Tucker had gotten a little too much enjoyment out of that cure.


AN: Hey, everybody! :)

So, yep. That's the big plan Jazz had. It's not too creative, but it seems very Jazz, I think :)

Special thanks to KnightOwl247 for Cure #247: Breathe in through your nose, hold your breath, swallow three times, then let it out through your nose again.

To the guest/guests who've been commenting: Thank you, so much! I'm so glad you like it! Mmmmm... *singsong* You'll have to wait n' see... I know, there really aren't :) Thank you, so much! :)

RevyCaitEll: I'm still not getting the option to reply to you, but thank you, so much! :)) I practically cracked up writing those parts ;)

Next chapter is Cure Montage #1! (This should be fun *evil giggle*)

As always, God bless, and I hope you enjoyed :)

- Ellie