A/N: Family. Maybe this will actually be a good oneshot! And maybe I'll actually catch up today, cause I have everything somewhat planned out! YES.
Today was supposed to be a break day for me. I was taking my class somewhere where I could tune out instead of the class tuning me out. I don't know why the school chose this class to go to to the Fenton's, but maybe it was that they had family in my class.
Still, I wasn't going to complain; even though the common thought among students is that teachers don't like when they don't teach, it's completely not true. I like teaching, but I like my breaks, especially with this class. Sometimes, I wish I was teaching younger kids. Sometimes though, teens actually listen, and if they don't, they won't interrupt. I know it seems uncaring, but if they want to ruin their lives, then that's their choice.
Anyways, the field trip to Fentonworks. Why the school district chose Fentonworks is beyond me. I mean, these are some of the worst ghost hunters in Amity Park. Sure, they're probably the only people that would teach the children for free, but if the school really wants to teach these children, you would think they'd pay money for better education. Like, maybe the Guys in White could do a tour of their facility or something.
Anyways, it was a good thing for Mr. Fenton, because that means he didn't have to arrive at school at the normal time. He probably woke up a little later than normal, and I think he needs it. I actually have noticed that he's usually only late for the beginning of the day classes, and that he's usually very tired and sleeps after lunch. Even with what I said about how I don't care if my students mess up their life, I do care that they have the best chance of doing their best. I don't think Danny's getting it, but I can't pinpoint it exactly.
But on the brighter side of things, Jasmine will be there. She insisted that she be on thus trip to make sure her 'uncoordinated' parents don't hurt anybody. I always have liked the older Fenton sibling. She was a wonderful student.
When the group arrived at Fentonworks, you could tell that the Fenton's were already down in the lab; Jazz answered the door, in fact. I was glad that the first people I didn't see were the eager ghost hunters. The class was ushered in and Danny trampled down the stairs quickly, his hair as ruffled as usual. He went to the back of the group to talk with his friends. They probably wouldn't pay much attention, as they've probably already gotten the rules and tour of the lab multiple time already.
Jasmine went into the basement and collected her parents, who were apparently fussing about the sanitation of the work area of the home. Soon after Jasmine came back up the stairs, Madeline Fenton walked up into the living room, wearing her blue jumpsuit and her red goggles pulled over her eyes. Jack Fenton came after, holding a box filled with orange jumpsuits, it looked like.
"Good morning. I'm Maddie and this is Jack. Before we explain the rules of the lab, we would like it if you put on a jumpsuit. We know we can't make you wear one, but it will probably keep you safer down there." Maddie announced. I took one and turned to see who wasn't taking one. The only ones passing on the jumpsuits were the Fenton children, Samantha, and Tucker. In fact, the trio in the back were snickering slightly, Samantha and Tucker bending slightly at their waists.
With everyone who had taken a jumpsuit properly fitted, Maddie started to explain the rules. "Okay. Now, there will be gadgets down in the lab. We ask you not to touch any unless we say you may, because wires could be out and you could get an electrical shock. No running or shoving; the lab is about the same size of a classroom and there is a little more stuff. There isn't as much room to move. The last rule is to under no circumstances lean on the doors to the Ghost Portal, as they can be extremely finicky, even with the fingerprint lock. Lets go down to the lab!"
Jack started down the stairs happily, and the class followed. Maddie brought up the rear, herding everybody into a corner. Jack grabbed a weapon and gave it to Maddie, who started to explain the basic mechanics of the weapon and how to fire it. I only listened to the 'how to fire it' part, because I didn't really care about how the weapon worked.
However, when demonstrations began, the Fenton's actually asked their children to come up and show the class. I decided to watch this part; I wanted to know how well my students could handle an ecto-gun. Most of the students started to snicker, predicting that Daniel would be the demonstrator of how not to maintain a gun properly and that Jasmine would show him up.
The two children stood near the entrance to the portal. Daniel stood on the right side and Jasmine to the left. Danny took a light stance with a bored expression on his face. Jazz took a stiffer stance, looking slightly uncomfortable. The Fenton parents asked who the class thought was wrong. Most of the class said that Daniel was wrong, except for Sam and Tucker. I thought that he was actually right; he looked like he could roll out of the way, have a larger range.
Maddie pressed a button on her belt and target started popping up on the wall opposite them, not extremely quickly. Jazz fired, and she got close to the center. However, when Daniel shot, he hit dead-center. Bullseye. Both targets were replaced with ones that had slightly smaller centers. Daniel hit bullseye again. Jazz hit close enough to the center for hers to be replaced.
However, it was soon clear who was the better shooter: Daniel. He hit every target dead center, bullseye after bullseye. Each target started coming faster for him, and he finished the beginnings program in less than a minute. Leaving the gun on the floor, Daniel walked back to his friends with everybody staring after him. I kept watching Jasmine, and she took a little less than three minutes to finish.
Maddie got the classes attention and she then asked if anyone thought they could beat Jasmine. Dash and Kwan boldly stepped up, saying they could "cut Fenton's time in half." Maddie shrugged, a slightly sly grin plastered across her face. She had Dash and Kwan take their own positions. Without correcting them, Maddie started the program again.
The two boys barely got under Jasmine's time. The class quietly laughed at them, and Maddie corrected their positions. Trying again, Dash got one minute and fifty-six seconds, and Kwan got two minutes and three seconds. Soon enough, Maddie had everybody go through training. The only left were Samantha and Tucker. Each got the second and third best scores, only slightly after Daniel. Dash was next, forty seconds after Tucker.
Then Maddie decided to have a little competition between the three friends and the most advanced level. Most of the class was enthusiastic at the idea wanting to watch how good the three actually were. The level didn't just include shooting; it included dodging and jumping; like an obstacle course. Dash and Kwan started the ripple of snickers around the room.
Daniel smirked and Samantha whispered to him and Tucker. Snickers came over the three. Motioning for quiet, Maddie started the program. I was hesitant to let my student try it, but I was pretty optimistic. However, when the jumps started to move and get higher and lower and ectoplasmic guns appeared, I became nervous.
Tucker was the first to go, then Samantha. I was surprised at Tucker's time; he finished in around six minutes, which Maddie said was slightly above average. Samantha beat Tucker's time by thirty seconds, which was expected out of her,
But it was Daniel that surprised everybody, even his own parents, by the look of their faces, the most. He cut down Samantha's time by a minute, which according to the Fenton's, was only slightly above Maddie's record. Daniel wasn't sweating, or panting, or looking exhausted in the least.
The Fenton family sure has their mysteries.
This is actually a lot longer than I expected it to. Huh?! Who knew? Anyways, this is unedited.
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