It was a Wednesday and Dan and John were on their way to school when suddenly the air got cold and their breath misted blue. Dan looked over at his brother and then both of them said their father's signature phrase, "Going ghost!" Their ghost forms closely resembled their father's. Their's and their father's hair was both white the only difference was the clothes. The boys clothes were a black and white version of whatever they were wearing. They looked around and saw one of the lamest ghost ever, the Box Ghost. Dan stepped back and deghosted and said " John you can handle this by yourself." John took off like a rocket at the Box Ghost and as he neared he shot a plasma blast at the ghost. Box Ghost took the blast full on and dropped like a stone in water. Then Dan threw a Fenton thermos to John and said "Finish this." John caught the thermos and sucked the Box Ghost into it. As John deghosted Dan said "Well done little brother, even though it was only the Box Ghost." They then rushed to school for fear of being late as they know their father was many times when he was going to school. When they got to school they made it with no time to spare. As they were walking through the hall they noticed that the other kids seemed to be depressed. As they went through the rest of the school day they became increasingly worried. When the final bell rang they hurried home. When they got to the house they rushed in side and asked their mom where their dad was. She told them he was up in the training room. They rushed up stairs and burst into the room. When they got into the room Danny said, "Let me guess, your classmates all looked depressed." Dan said "How did you know?" Danny said, "I have been expecting this for a while now, but I was hoping this day would not come so soon." "Pull up a chair, this story will take a while," said Danny.