AN: Oh wow this is getting put up at the last minute; literally half an hour before the next prompt goes up. I need to get on the ball.
When Danny was born, Jazz had been entranced with the idea of a little brother; admittedly, it was mostly for the prospect of having someone to boss around and play dress up with. And when her father sat her down in the waiting room to give her a talk about "the responsibilities of being a big sister", she mostly brushed him off, already dreaming up different outfits and games(that she would lead, of course). She just hummed her assent when he pressed that it was her job to help look out for Danny, to help protect him. They were kids; what would they possibly need protection from?
Turned out, they needed protection more than she'd realized. Jazz had always recognized the brilliance in her parents, especially in her mother, but the rest of the world didn't quite see it that way. They looked at her family and saw a couple of crack-pot ghost hunting weirdos, and so they translated that into permission to pity their children, or in the case of her peers, openly mock them. She'd always been more popular around her age group, due to her willingness to sit down with someone and talk through their problems, so she didn't see much bullying; just teasing here and there.
Danny, however, was a different story. Jazz wasn't blind; she saw how often he got pushed around because of their parents, especially by that Dash Baxter kid. She could see how frustrated he was getting, but every time she tried to intervene on his behalf, he pushed her away and snapped that he wasn't a baby; that he could take care of himself and that she needed to quit sticking her nose in his life. She tried to tell herself that he was just embarrassed, and sooner or later he'd see reason and come to her for the help he needed. But then, things suddenly started getting worse; he was late for curfew constantly, shirking off his chores and homework and drawing away from everyone but his two best friends. He was moody and angry and so very touchy to any kind of assistance she tried to give him. It was like she could see him sinking further and further into the water, and she didn't have the equipment to keep his head above the waves.
So when a giant wasp ghost attacked her school(and was driven off by a young ghost boy), it was like a panic button went off in her head. Not only were ghosts real, they were also one more thing that she had to protect Danny from. No doubt that sooner or later her parents would anger the wrong specter and it would come after their children for retribution. She, at least, had no problem working the machinery and weapons their parents created, but Danny was so clumsy he would never be able to hold his own in a fight. Nor would she ever want to let him; this was her baby brother, and it was her job to protect him. Whether it was from bullies or ghosts or their own parents' insanity.
Maybe that's why Danny's transformation behind Elmer's Pharmacy had come as such a blow; it wasn't the first time she'd failed at something, but it was the one that hurt the most. She had promised to protect him, and she'd failed him as a sister in the worst possible way.
Poor Jazz. No book in the world can teach you how to protect your baby brother from a world you don't have the first clue about.
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