Title: Desensitized
Theme: Terrifying
Pairing: None
Rating: K+
30. Terrifying
"This is not what I meant at all!" Tucker moaned, glaring up at the knives and scissors that hovered with a green, ghostly glow. "I just wanted Halloween to be scary, not life threatening."
"You're preaching to the choir, Tuck."
"But at least it's better than giving out the candy."
Her eyes shot over to him and she clenched her tied down fists. "Now is not the time, Tucker."
"Sam, a ghost is about to cut off parts of our bodies, sew them into a giant mashed up monster and take over Amity Park. I don't think it's really a good time for anything right now." A knife swung dangerously close and he yelped, sucking his stomach in. "Except maybe wetting my pants."
She gulped. "We can always hope Danny shows up."
And he did, slamming onto the ground and changing back into his human self with a moan, then, quite sadly, getting slammed by a ghost once more and phasing through the ground.
"Well…crap."
"I feel like we should be crying right now."
"I feel like it really doesn't matter."
"I feel desensitized."
"I feel the Fenton Thermos!" Danny shouted, suddenly back in the room and sucking in the ghost. Meanwhile, to their relief, the surgical instruments fell away and not a single one landed one them. "You guys okay?"
They sighed, feeing the usual terror slide away and chimed, "Fine."