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Jazz was put in charge of watching Danny and me so that we would actually get some sleep. The moment the three of us were in the tent, Jazz made sure that we knew that nothing "ghostly" could get to us in here.
"Yeah, right," Danny muttered. "Because ghosts definitely can't go intangible."
I rolled my eyes, feeling annoyance at her spark up inside of me. She was just like a sister to me already. "Have you ever considered the possiblity that only kids can see Youngblood?" I asked her, and I felt her confusion as easily as though it was own.
"Youngblood?"
"The little kid pirate ghost who's been following us since we left Amity Park." When she shook her head no, I narrowed my eye at her and flipped over in my sleeping bag to have my back to her. Danny patted my shoulder like the sweetheart he was, but I could tell he was a little miffed with Jazz too. I twisted to look at Jazz, contemplating something. Then I grinned malevolently, my eye glowing turquoise, and waved goodbye at her. Her look of confusion turned to one of fury as I became intangible and I sunk into the ground, bringing Danny with me.
We went ghost outside the tent, gave each other a high five for infuriating Jazz, and we settled down on a lone tree to keep watch. We could hear Jack's snoring from all the way over here, and I contemplated something.
"Hey, Danny?"
"Yeah?" he yawned. He must be tired; he got even less sleep than I did.
"Ghost shields keep attacks out... but I wonder if it would keep ghosts out too? You know, one that make with our ecto-energy...?"
He contemplated the idea for a moment, then shrugged. "We can try it, but I don't know if it'll work."
"Let's test by putting one around Jazz's tent."
"Alright." He heaved himself up, blinking sleep away, and he put a shield around the tent. I reached forward with one hand and clucked in disappointment as my hand went through it without feeling anything.
"I guess not. I was hoping we could put one up and then sleep peacefully without trouble from Youngblood..."
"Yeah," Danny sighed, "things never really work out the way we want it to."
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We woke up to Jack and Maddie's tent moving. I hopped out of the tent only for Jazz to grab my ankle.
"Jazz! Your parents' tent is moving!" I protested, pulling my ankle out of her grip. Her teal gaze flicked to the tent, which promptly stopped moving.
"Oh, really." I growled in anger as she grabbed my shirt and put me in the RV. She locked the doors and put up a ghost shield. "There," she called teasingly, "now nothing can get to you."
I smirked at her and pointed to Danny, who promptly stole the keys from her.
Jazz promptly threw him into the RV too, right into me, and then we were both locked in the RV. "You two need to stop," she called. "There is nothing going on! Your minds are just making it up because you've been fighting ghosts for too long."
"Danny, do you think your ghostly wail can get us out of this?" I whispered to him.
"No, but if we can get Jazz to think that she's a kid..."
We glanced at each other, and then Danny scampered farther into the RV and starting pressing buttons. Jazz was hit with water, mocked. Nothing was getting to her, except... Danny and I shared a kiss, smirking when she visibly winced. Obviously, she thought kissing was gross still too.
"Jazz is a spazz! Jazz is a spazz!" I mocked, kissing Danny again. I was having fun with this.
"Stop it!" she ordered. "I'm an adult and you have to listen to me!"
"Face it, Jazz," Danny called, making faces at her. "You're no more an adult than we are!"
"Stop it!" she ordered again.
"Stop it!" I mocked, poorly imitating her voice with a very high-pitched squeak to my voice.
"Stop mocking me!" she fumed; we were getting to her.
"Stop mocking me!" Danny called, sticking his tongue out.
"I'm serious!" she shouted. We were going to get our butts whooped for this, but...
"Oh? Oh, what's this? Is this- is this Bearinstein?" I asked, pulling up Jazz's toy bear. I ripped it apart, guiltily taking pleasure in doing so.
"Put him down! Put him down!" Jazz screamed.
I stared at her with wide eyes as I pulled the stuffing out of the bear. Youngblood flew up behind her and laughed.
"Oh man! She's even brattier than I am!" he snickered. Immediately Jazz's eyes went wide.
"Who said that?" She turned around and saw Youngblood, who promptly stopped laughing.
The ghost shield went down, and Danny and I escaped the van.
"Want to play with the big kids, Youngblood?" I called, grabbing him by his shirt.
"Then you'll have to learn how to play the game!" Danny snickered. Jazz hopped into the RV and drove around, us hanging onto the roof only through the power of ghost equilibrium. It was how we walked on walls without falling. Danny grabbed Youngblood's leg and let his face skid on the ground.
"Having fun yet?" I asked innocently, catching the Fenton thermos when Jazz threw it at us. He was sucked into the thermos, and everything was fine. Finally.
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Jack and Maddie were excited to hear that the "ghostly happenings" had stopped overnight.
"I guess we just were in a mindset, and we were seeing things," I said calmly, hugging them both. I despised being touched, but I made an exception that once for them. Of course, I happened to shock them by accident with my little sparks.
"What was that?" Maddie asked, reeling away from me. I tipped my head to the side innocently.
"What do you mean, Maddie?" I shared a smirk with Danny and Jazz. Ah, well, things never changed. "Nothing happened."
Jack and Maddie went to start up the car, confused. I snorted as soon as they were out of earshot.
"Did you mean to shock them, Rose?" Danny asked me sternly. I snorted again, trying to conceal my laughter.
"Maybe, maybe not. How are you going to tell?" Needless to say, I was attacked by a tickle monster and was decidedly grumpy the whole way home.