Chapter 12:
CURE MONTAGE #2
Cure #24:
Drink a glass of water through a paper towel
Danny and Tucker were in the Fenton's basement/lab again. Sam had gone home, the Fenton parents had gone to bed, and the kids were afraid that Danny's hiccups would wake them up. It was already Saturday night, and they were pushing their time-limit, along with their luck.
Jazz crept down the stairs with a glass of water and a paper towel. trying to ignore the caged ectopus that was staring at her. She handed the items to Danny, who placed the paper towel over top of the glass, and started to drink through it.
*Yip* *Yip* *Yip*
Well, looks like Cujo found his way back... Danny sucked in a breath, and got choked on the paper towel. He finally managed to spit it out again, when Jazz slapped him on the back (harder than necessary). Cujo was yipping and nipping at his feet, now, and Tucker was cackling on the floor, again. The poor techno-geek needed some sleep.
*Hiccup* (Fenton)
"Darn it!"
Cure #39:
Eat peanut butter & milk
Danny took a bite out of his peanut butter sandwich, and a swallow of his ice cold milk. It was so good. The kids had been so busy trying to fix this, they'd hardly eaten, and the three took this as a chance to make up for lost meals. But...
*Hiccup* (Phantom)
Danny's milk went everywhere, including up his nose, in his eyes, and all over Tucker's head. Jazz tried to hide her laughter behind her sandwich.
"Darn it!"
Cure #94:
Induce a cough or sneeze
Tucker was enjoying this way too much. That was all there was to it. He was currently coming down the basement stairs, carrying a pepper shaker, and wearing a huge, paranoia-inducing grin. Jazz came down behind him, with their mom's feather-duster. They hadn't told him what this cure was, but he already hated it.
After fifteen minutes of borderline tickle-torture and enough pepper up his nose for Danny to never want to taste the seasoning again, the two still hadn't been able to make him sneeze. He just had that awful, I-feel-a-sneeze-coming-on-but-it-won't-just-come-already feeling. And, he was still hiccuping.
*Hiccup* (Phantom)
*Hiccup* (Fenton)
Hiccup* (Phantom)
"Darn it."
*Hiccup* (Fenton)
Cure #258:
Do three cartwheels, with a Jolly Rancher in your mouth
Hmmm... You'd think a cartwheel would be easy, compared to the stuff Danny did every day...
Upside-down, in the middle of the second cartwheel, his ghost sense went off. He lost his balance, landed flat on his back, swallowed the candy, and decided that Tucker's laughter had become the background noise to his life. He opened his eyes (reluctantly) to find himself directly in front of the Fenton Portal, The Box Ghost peeping his head through, and staring down at him...
*Hiccup* (Fenton)
"Darn it..."
Cure #496:
Take a hot bath/shower
After four cups of coffee each, (seven for Jazz,) the three friends were awake and ready to go. At least, their bodies thought they were. Their brains were still trying to keep up, and Jazz was worried that their common sense had been left in the dust. The biggest effect was on Danny, who Tucker and Jazz were beginning to regret giving that much sugar and caffeine to.
The two remaining members of the Team covered their ears with anything they could find, trying to block out the sound of the half-ghost hyper-singing/hiccuping in the shower. The hiccuping didn't seem to be bothering him, at the moment, though. In fact, he seemed to be using it as a metronome.
All that coffee was having strange effects on the boy.
The three had crept out of the lab and up to Danny's room at around seven, closing the door just moments before they heard Jack Fenton up and rearing to go. Both parents were now in the lab, tinkering away, and Jazz was banging on the bathroom door, for Danny to 'get his ghostly rear-end out of the shower, it's been thirty minutes, already'.
The very hyper ghost-boy came out of the bathroom, moments later, wearing nothing but pajama pants. He began to run in circles around the room, only to hiccup and find himself running in circles on the ceiling.
Jazz and Tucker just watched him, mouths hanging open.
Sam called Jazz to let her know she was on her way, and the older girl told her to just let herself in. The goth made her way up to her almost-boyfriend's room, and found Jazz and Tucker gaping at the ceiling.
"Hey, guys." She walked toward the center of the room, waving a hand in front of their faces. "Where's Dan-
*Hiccup* (Fenton) *Thud*
And, then, a little, blue-eyed ghost landed on her.
"Darn it..." Jazz facepalmed, exasperated. Tucker cracked up, again.
Cure #52:
Drink any drink, until you can't drink anymore
"Isn't this what started this whole mess?" Sam deadpanned, staring at the teenage boys, who were chugging soda, again.
"Wait... Is it?" Jazz asked, lifting her exhausted head from her brother's computer desk to look at the strange contest, then looking over to her goth friend.
Sam watched Tucker chug an entire can in three seconds. "Eeeyep." Sam answered, popping the 'p'. "Pretty sure this is exactly how it started." Danny let out a large belch, only to be outdone by his best friend, and the two boys fell over laughing.
*Hiccup* (Phantom)
The half-ghost kept giggling, now floating upside-down.
"Darn it!" This from Sam. Jazz was asleep. Seven cups of coffee was not enough.
AN: Hey, everybody! :) Last cure montage! Longest chapter ever! Woohoo! Next chapter is what I consider the 'beginning of the end'! Also, I do not own Jolly Ranchers.
Special thanks to my friend, Imagination Writer 247, for Cure #24: Drink a glass of water through a paper towel.
As always,
God bless, and I hope you enjoyed :)
- Ellie
