What is this? Three chapters in one day from me? Eheheh, yes! I'll probably post more chapters on the weekends because of free time. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Also, fanart would be very appreciated if anyone decides to draw some! Don't feel like you have to, though, I just like to see other people draw my characters. '.
I sighed for the thousandth time as Kitty tried to style my messy hair in a better way. She'd forced me to promise not to go into my ghost form and now I was settled on the floor against her legs, her trying to get my purple hair to style right. However, my hair was always full of static energy; it never could settle for more than a few seconds, half a minute at most. I really just let her do whatever she wanted, as I was afraid of disappearing.
Danny, Sam, and Tucker had tried to rescue me once so far, Johnny chasing them off but coming back to keep guard. I wasn't allowed to leave until Kitty had had her fun, not that I was going to try. I'd tried that once and Kitty had backhanded me. My cheek stung just remembering that. I was not ever going to let her get a chance to do that ever again. Last time she did, I had a bruise the size of a baseball on my cheekbone until it healed.
Danny's parents' strange ship-type thing, called the "Fenton Speeder", went by again, and I tried to signal to my friends not to try another rescue attempt. I would never forgive myself if they got hurt trying to save me. They didn't get the hint, though, because Danny walked through the wall (they knew that humans were the ghosts in the Ghost Zone) and tried to hit Johnny away with a well-aimed blase from his ecto-gun.
Needless to say, it failed. Well, it was going good for a while, but then Johnny broke the gun and Kitty made Danny let her mess with his hair, too. Sam and Tucker did not attempt to enter now that they finalyl realized that rescue was futile until Kitty was done.
"See, this is why you should have paid attention when I tried to signal for you not to come in," I told Danny, who simply groaned and huffed as Kitty messed up his hair.
"Does she do this every time she has Johnny kidnap you?"the black-haired boy sighs, giving me an upset glance. I snort a little, fighting off a smile in a losing battle.
"Not always. Sometimes she tries to hold me hostage so that she can mess up someone else's hair." Danny only groans louder.
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Sam and Tucker didn't let us live down the fact that Kitty had completely messed up our hair, and I ended up punching Tucker in the arm and giving him a big bruise.
"Don't mess with a 5th-degree black belt, Tucker," I growled. "That goes for you too, Sam." For the next half of the trip, they talked about anything except for how Kitty had messed up our hair. Danny nodded in appreciation but I just grunted, staring out the window in frustration. To be honest, I was close to my breaking point. No one should ever want to be on the receiving end of my breaking point.
When we got back to Amity Park, Mrs. and Mr. Fenton fussed over how long it had taken to get me back from being kidnapped by a ghost. I assured them that I was okay and I let them shine light into my eyes, which proved I wasn't being possessed or overshadowed. I guessed when you're being possessed or overshadowed your pupils don't contract from light? I don't know, but they were satisfied with their proof.
Danny, Sam, and Tucker dragged me upstairs and bombarded me with questions. How often did Johnny kidnap me for Kitty to mess with my hair? How long had I known Kitty? Had Johnny hurt me?
"I'm kidnapped about once every month, I've known Kitty for three years, and no Johnny didn't hurt me." I was back to my shy self, not really liking the questions and very, very self-conscious about giving away too much information about myself. I didn't want them to guess that I was a halfa, not until I was ready to tell them. Knowing my luck, they'd guess it and keep quiet about knowing it until I was ready to tell them. Either that or they'd guess it and try to kill me. I hoped it wasn't the latter.
They seemed to get over the kidnapping quickly, and pretty soon Danny, Sam, and I were egging Tucker on in his game of Snake, since he was trying to break the world record of longest Snake session. We all shouted in exasperation when the game ended just a few precious minutes away from beating the world record. The world record happened to be 87 minutes, and he was just 3 minutes short. He started another game, but he quickly lost and we started sharing stories.
Tucker went first. Surprisingly, he told about a time when he was very little, three or four, and he was going on a cruise with his parents. He found an old, stray, mangy cat and naturally decided it was his new pet and that it needed to come on the cruise with him. So he shoved it into his backpack and when he let it out in his room on the cruise ship, it ran off. He liked to think that one of the crewmen adopted it.
Sam went next. She told about a time when she threw sand in her mother's face for telling her it was time for lunch when she'd only just gone outside. Of course, Sam had been eight and definitely knew better so she was grounded for a month, but, in Sam's own words, "it was totally worth it."
Danny shared the fact that he went to elementary school with someone who looked like me when he lived in Wisconsin before he moved to Amity Park for 2nd grade and up. He said that the child had acted a lot like me too; shy, quiet, kind. He said it totally gave him a sense of deja vu to have met me. I, of course, knew what he was talking about.
"Danny, we went to elementary school together," I told him. "Woodriff Elementary."
"Oh my god. No way." His eyes got wide. "You better not share that one time.."
"Oh, I'm sharing it," I assured him, smirking. "So, as you guys now know, we went to elementary school together. There was this one day after like gym class or something..."
"Oh no," Danny whispered.
"Uh, I don't know what it was, but Danny had like a huge argument with the teacher..."
"Oh no! That wasn't the time I was talking about, but this is worse!" Danny cracked up, the hilariousness of the moment getting to him.
"You remember it now! And uh, when he was coming out of the class he said 'You go on head, I'll see you back at the classroom' and I went to the classroom and it was really weird because I didn't see Danny for like an hour..." I cracked up a bit myself. Danny snorted in laughter, trying to suppress his chuckles. "And suddenly, the principal just came into the classroom and was like 'Uh, Rose, I need to speak with you' and I was like oh god no what have I done. And-and they dragged me over to where the, the bathrooms were by the gym room and he said, 'Your friend Danny has barricaded himself in the stall and we need you to talk him out.'"
"What?" Sam snorted. "What?!"
"So they basically hired me as a hostage negotiator and I was like 'Danny, come out of the bathroom' and he was like 'No...'"
"I don't wanna leave," Danny broke in, still snorting.
"'No, you can't make me,'" I said, imitating Danny's voice poorly.
"No, Ms. Dashen was being mean!"
All four of us broke into laughter, giggling like fangirls at the image of a young Danny barricading himself in the stall of a bathroom.'
"And I was in there- We were in there for like an hour and I finally convinced him to let me in. I go in and Danny's just sitting in the corner all like 'Don't look at me!'"
"Eeehhhh!" Danny grunted, making us all laugh more.
"Oh my god, it was the funniest moment of my life ever. I have never forgotten that. Sorry for not recognizing you sooner, Danny, but for the record I was like 6 or 7, I didn't know your last name, and you look a lot different than you did in 1st grade."
"S'all right," Danny grinned. "But now I know exactly how to blackmail you into never telling those stories again."
"Aw, dude, no. Come on."
So Danny and I ended up in a fit of laughter as we argued about the quality of blackmailing me. Sam and Tucker had to break us up so that Danny could go eat and so that the rest of us could go home. I gave Danny a smirk, mouthed to him, "I'll tell them all of the funny times when we were younger," and quickly ran from my friend's house. It was nice to know that I had a bit more of a connection with him that I'd initially thought, though I couldn't help but feel a little more comfortable around him when Sam and Tucker were there too.
For once in my life, I felt a little peaceful. Everything was okay so far, though I was definitely going to take a shower when I got home and I was definitely going to re-style my hair and keep an eye out for Johnny 13 next month. But other than getting kidnapped and having my hair messed with, nothing too bad had really happened today. I almost didn't want to stay in my house all by myself. But I reminded myself that I'd see them tomorrow, and with that I stepped inside my house and shut my door on the night, unintentionally shutting something else out as well.
This took an hour but it was WORTH IT.