["PHANTOMATION!"]
*On this bluntly day in Amity Park, an event that takes place for all students at Casper High School is nearly arriving, and that special, fun week is known to be -- Spirit Week -- as a hanging in front of the school -- a banner reads: 'SPIRIT WEEK CENTENNIAL 100 YEARS OF CASPER HIGH' where all grades from 9th to 12th come together and complete in insane gaming activities.
At first, Carrie didn't understand why this event wasn't even fun or entertaining, but when it comes to games and activities, (specifically Dashiel Baxter getting his butt kicked where he and another boy from a different grade go up against one another with gaining the most points for their grade by shooting basketballs in their hoops) she grew to love it.
As the daily school day has ended with the bell ringing, the only person who's ever shown excitement about this event is currently jumping in the air right, using a trampoline right in front of the school, cheering happily with glee -- their beloved vice-principal, Mr. Lancer.*
Mr. Lancer: Casper! *Jumps* High! *Jumps* Spirit!
*And with one last jump, the middle-aged man suddenly falls off the trampoline, hitting the ground face-flat just to have Jazz Fenton standing there, looking down at him.*
Mr. Lancer: *Looks up* Ahh, Spirit Week. I love it so. *Gets up* The pomp, the circumstance, and mostly, the spirit sparklers!
*He whips out a photo of a younger version of himself in a cheerleading outfit that's destined for males who enjoy the sport of cheer and preppiness with their school name printed out in caps surrounded by sparks.*
Mr. Lancer: *Smiling* Jasmine, did you know I was a cheerleader when I went to school here?
Jazz: Really? Weird. No clue… Look, can I talk to you for a minute, Mr. Lancer?
*As the female Fenton began to speak, back inside the school, both her brother, Danny, and dear friend -- Carrie walked past the school's new counselor known as Penelope Spectra's office only to have their ghost senses set off, and found themselves met with a ghost behind the woman's door.*
'About my brother Danny? And frankly, I'm a little concerned about Carrie as well… They've been acting really strange lately. Like they're not themselves anymore…'
*And so, both teens drop their stuff, take a locker beside each other, go ghost, become intangible, and fly through the door just to have the ghost growl and the three exchange blows towards one another. When Danny attempts to smack the green ecto-figure away, his hand slices right through it, which easily allows the ghost to regenerate itself.
Now, back out in the hallway, Mr. Lancer listens to Jazz as she explains how she caught the odd behavior that's coursing through both her brother and friend's nervous system while the duo continue their fight.*
Jazz: I'd talk to him, but I'm his older sister and he's just going to think I'm being bossy. And Carrie, I know I'm not her sister, but the girl's father isn't around, and frankly, neither isn't her mom since Ms. Mayth is usually out working and this barely gives her less time with Carrie. So that's why, I'll step up and become her personal authority figure if needed!
Mr. Lancer: Well, that's very kind of you, Jasmine. And I'm sure, Caroline would appreciate that as well.
Jazz: But not only does Carrie need some help, so does Danny. And if they don't get some help if they don't talk to somebody…
*Back in Spectra's office, the ecto-ghost tosses a chair at both halfas and they shield themselves just to have the chair easily break against them. Charging their ghost rays, Danny and Carrie each shoot their green/blue ectoblasts towards the ghost several where it easily dodges while causing much destruction all around.*
'…All that frustration he's repressing could come out the wrong way.'
*Standing on top of a cabinet drawer, the ghost growls at Danny and Carrie, then flees through the ceiling, where both teens transform back into their human forms just as Mr. Lancer suddenly opens the door to find the duo in Spectra's destroyed office.*
Carrie: *Groans and looks at hands* And just when I thought we could stay out of trouble for one day!
Danny: It's a good one, because us being idiots, we let him get away.
*Mr. Lancer grabs Danny by the collar of his shirt, then Carrie by the wrist, and drags them out of the office.*
*Now, finding themselves seated in Ms. Penelope Spectra's office (which was still damaged when Danny and Carrie fought against the ecto-ghost) as it appears that Jazz and Mr. Lancer thinks it's time for the duo to have a little session with their new counselor, now properly gathered in the woman's insanely freezing, cold room.
When meeting Ms. Spectra, the woman has fair skin, green eyes and red hair pointed in a U-shape with orange highlights. She wears purple lipstick and eyeshadow, circular purple earrings and black sunglasses. She wears a business suit consisting of a red suit jacket over a white long-sleeved shirt with a black necktie, a red mini skirt, and red high heels.*
Jazz: *Holding herself* Is it always so cold in here?
*Ms. Spectra goes towards the thermostat and happily turns it from another level of 'Cold' to 'Colder.'*
Ms. Spectra: Of course! I find that cold temperatures keep the mind icy sharp. *Straightens up office a little* And don't you worry about this mess of an office, either. Stuff happens! No biggie. Right, Jasmine?
Jazz: It's Jazz. My friends call me Jazz.
Danny: Yeah, well, your brother calls you fink!
Jazz: Danny, I'm just trying to help. Come on, we used to talk all the time.
Danny: Yeah, when I was 8 and you weren't a fink.
Carrie: *Holds herself* Seriously. And since when do you care about my well-being, Girl Genius? We barely talk, and you're not even my sister, and frankly, *Leans closer and points stern finger* it shouldn't be your concern about what I have going on with my personal life!
Jazz: Carrie, come on… Sure, I'm not your sister, but with how you use your emotions, I could tell that your father being gone and your mom is rarely around seems to be getting to you after all these years.
Carrie: Ugh! Danny's right, *Leans back against chair* you are a fink!
Mr. Lancer: That's more than enough out of you two, Fenton and Mayth. Get to class while Ms. Spectra and I decide what your punishments will be.
*Danny scowls at Jazz, then stomps off in a huff, leaving Carrie to say not another word, and follows the raven-haired boy, also owning a scowl.*
Mr. Lancer: Unlike her brother, *Puts hand on Jazz' shoulder* Jazz is one of Casper's best and brightest. She'll be giving the keynote pep speech at our centennial Spirit-a-thon on Wednesday.
Ms. Spectra: Right on! That's why I'm here… *Gestures at a series of photos on the wall, in which she looks chipper and various students look horribly depressed* To pump up the pep, one student at a time.
Mr. Lancer: Jazz, Ms. Spectra is a highly respected motivational speaker and teen therapist. She's agreed to help pump up the volume on that old Casper High spirit this week.
*Once the vice-principal informs Jazz incredible authorities about their new counselor, a man walks into the office, carrying a piece of paper. The appearance of the man is shown to be a dwarf-like height with gray hair, a gray mustache, green eyes, and a butler-like outfit.*
Ms. Spectra: And this is my assistant, Bertrand.
*Jazz waves politely while Bertrand just sniffs through a deadpan expression upon his face. She then falters, looking awkwardly when not getting a greeting back.*
Ms. Spectra: Jazz, we're gonna have a super week! Wait'll you see what we have planned for the Spirit-a-thon! Right after your speech, show her, Bertrand, *Points to the card Bertrand holds up, showing 'Casper High' written in dominoes* we'll set off this domino chain that says 'Casper Spirit.' Dominoes represent how each person's spirit affects the next person they touch. Slammin', huh?
Jazz: If by slammin', you mean weird, then, yes.
Mr. Lancer: And the spirit sparklers go off afterwards… right?
Ms. Spectra: Oh, you bet they will.
*The red-haired woman pulls a pair of sparklers out of her desk, and she leaps up onto it, brandishing them enthusiastically.*
Ms. Spectra: After all, what's spirit week without spirit sparklers?
Jazz: You know, you're a little over-peppy, but my brother might benefit from talking to you. And maybe even Carrie! But they're so mad right now, they'd never listen to me.
Mr. Lancer: Yes, well, they'll have to listen to me…
*Soon, an hour later, instead of taking a course in their next class, both Danny and Carrie were found seated outside of Ms. Spectra's office due to gaining an order from Mr. Lancer while still holding a scowl looks upon their faces as the sign above them seemed to be the opposite of how they felt it apparently declares this chair to be the 'HAPPY CHAIR'!
Carrie absolutely hated it, but it took everything she had to hoist the anger down so much as to blow it up with a simple blast of her ghost ray from the tip of her finger. Just then, their attention was pulled back to the sound of Spectra's door opening as Paulina Sanchez walked out of the door when having to complete her session.*
Paulina: *Unhappily* So, you're saying my popularity is, like, completely dependent on my beauty?
Ms. Spectra: *Gently* I'm not saying it's fair, sweetie. But if you feel like you need something, like, a lot of makeup, I say go for it! You're the only you you've got!
Carrie: *Mutters to Danny* Man, she's good.
Ms. Spectra: *Turns to Danny* Danny, come on in! *To Carrie* And don't worry, Carrie, you're next!
Carrie: *Crosses arms* Yeah, that's kind of the whole point of taking turns…
*Not bothering to say another word, Ms. Spectra goes back into the office and Danny follows her, closing the door behind him, leaving Paulina to stand there despondently for a moment as this gives Carrie an opportunity to giggle at her given advice, which causes the Latina to send her a glare before walking away.
Now, back seated in the cold office, Ms. Spectra is at her desk while Danny is holding himself as he shivers drastically in the chair across from her.*
Danny: *Annoyed* I can't believe my stupid sister convinced Lancer to make this my punishment. And Carrie's surprisingly… Can we please turn up the heat in here? I can see my own breath!
Ms. Spectra: Wow, you do complain a lot. Hm… *Shrugging* Well, your sister did say you could be a bit of a baby.
Danny: *Astonished* What?!
Ms. Spectra: Sweetie, it's not your fault she thinks you're a loser.
Danny: Wait, Jazz called me a loser too? Well, what did she say about Carrie?
Ms. Spectra: I'd rather not speak about another student's personal well-being. But hey, those are your sister's issues… *Walking over behind him* I'm not saying you're a loser, Danny. I think you're a great kid!
*As she expresses this, the redhead puts her hands on his shoulders and he immediately slumps.*
Danny: Then why do I feel so miserable?
Ms. Spectra: You know what I think? You might be a mess, *Crouching down to his eye level* but 'mess' is just the beginning of 'message!' Now go out there and be a better you!
*And so he does, but instead of owning a happier expression, Danny now owns the miserable feeling where once he gets up to go, the male halfa ends up running into the wall on his way out and slumping off dejectedly, which has the door slam shut, revealing Bertrand behind it.*
Ms. Spectra: Marvelous.
*After expressing this, the redhead opens a compact, and her head starts glowing green with ecto-energy. In the mirror of the compact, we see her slightly lined face turn fresh and young.*
Bertrand: Why are you wasting your time on a messed up kid when we've got a big to-do planned for Wednesday?
Ms. Spectra: Yeah, but Wednesday's still a couple days away. Hmm… Teen misery is the nectar that keeps me looking fabulous. *Snaps the compact shut* And that Fenton kid is like a nice beauty product! Now… Let's see what kind of misery the Mayth girl is lined up with.
*And so, she goes over, opens the door to reveal Danny standing in front of Carrie as it seems that the two were currently having a discussion.*
Ms. Spectra: Come on in, Carrie! The room's been waiting for your presence, dear girl!
Danny: *Side eyes Carrie* Best of luck to ya, Care.
Carrie: *Looks at him grouchily* Yeah, I'll need it, Fenton.
*Once the blue-haired girl walks into the office, Danny strolls down the hallway to meet up with Sam and Tucker and waits for the fourth member of their group to finish her therapy session. Now, seated in the same chair across Dr. Spectra's desk, Carrie holds herself and releases a small hint of cold breath.*
Carrie: *Shivers* Man, how can you stand being in this cold? Is it some type of skincare routine that makes a woman feel slightly younger? 'Cause, I gotta be honest and tell you, it shouldn't be that high for a person my age at this very moment -- no offense.
Ms. Spectra: She's right on you being a complainer also, got it.
Carrie: Uh, who exactly did say I'm a complainer, was it Paulina? *Becomes angry* Did that prissy, no-good, shallow, little--
Ms. Spectra: Oh, goodness no, sweetie! Jazz informed me of your concerning personality and may I just say, great job on expressing that anger, not many people do it out in the open.
Carrie: Well, who would? And besides, everyone's always managing to put me down for it, so, why bother?
Ms. Spectra: Jazz did mention that you have been experiencing some extreme mood swings.
Carrie: Yeah, well, I've had to get quite some news last week from unfortunate relatives, but I'm working on pushing that aside.
Ms. Spectra: She also did mention how you could act a tad differently, say approximately -- grumpy and depressed.
Carrie: What?! Grumpy and depressed? That's not how I feel! How would she even know how I feel?
Ms. Spectra: But like I told your friend, Danny -- it's not your fault she thinks you can be a bit of a lunatic.
Carrie: 'Lunatic'?! So, she's calling me crazy, too!? *Scoffs coldly* Oh, come on, it's not my fault my so-called-father also happens to be a lunatic! *Glares* Did she mention anything about our field trip last week?!
Ms. Spectra: *Stands off and walks towards Carrie* Oh, no, no, no honey. She never mentioned something that's oh-so personal. But now, I'm very concerned about how you would care to solve this issue.
Carrie: *Sighs* I… *Glances down at lap* I don't know. It's all been a bit hard…
Ms. Spectra: *Crouches down in front of her and places hand on her shoulders* Oh, hey, you know what, I'm sure not everyone thinks that you're a lunatic, and another thing I told your friend -- those are her issues. Besides, I can tell that you and Danny are splendid kids, losers or lunatics -- just try to brighten that face up once a while, hmm?
Carrie: *Exhales small breath* I'll… I'll try.
Ms. Spectra: Wonderful! Now, head out that door, but oh -- be careful on your way out, Danny walked face-flat into the wall, so place your chin up high and stay strong, sweetheart!
*Doing so, Carrie finally makes her way out of the office and is indeed careful not to hit the wall, and dodges it right before her eyes to meet with them physically closely, and walks out just to have Bertrand phase back into the room just as the door slams shut. The Spectra woman opens her compact again, and the wrinkles that were slightly shown, fade away smoothly.*
Ms. Spectra: *Deeply inhales* Forget the Fenton kid, with the Mayth girl's own terrible misery, she's like a walking spa treatment -- she's perfect!
*Without saying a word, Bertrand smirks, then glows and melts down to reform himself as the pickle ghost.*
Bertrand: Hmm, then maybe I should up the ante…
*And instead of staying in the pickle form, he reforms as a giant ghost hornet.*
*An hour passed throughout their daily school schedule, Sam and Tucker were walking alongside Danny and Carrie who are still looking dejected and angry due to their therapy session with Ms. Spectra.*
Sam: Uh, guys, you okay?
Danny: I'm fine. I can't believe my sister told that shrink I'm a loser.
Carrie: And the girl had the audacity to call me grumpy and depressed… Not just that, she even called me a lunatic! I'm not a lunatic! *Grabs Tucker's shirt collar* AM I?!
Sam: *Skeptically* Are you guys sure Jazz said that? That doesn't sound like Jazz to me.
Carrie: *Lets go of Tucker, noticing a figure* Speak of the devil itself…
*The quartet come to a stop as Jazz meets them halfway through the hall.*
Jazz: Hey, you guys. What doesn't sound like Jazz to you?
*Not bothering to say a word, Danny and Carrie both gave equal scowls towards the female Fenton as their two friends looked sideways at them.*
Jazz: Still mad?
Danny: *Sarcastically* Wow, you are the smart one. *Scowls again*
Carrie: *Sarcastically* Yeah, no surprise there, surely! *Also scowls*
Jazz: *Approaching* Danny, I know you're angry, but I'm worried about you. *To Carrie* And I'm worried about you too, Carrie. Ever since the accident--
Danny: *Interrupting* Jazz, I know you think you're helping, and I'm sure when I'm older I'll appreciate it, but right now, I don't.
Jazz: *Gets irritated* You have to talk to somebody, Danny. You barely have any friends.
*Once she says this. Sam, Tucker, and Carrie frown at him, shocked (mostly annoyed) that she thought of it.*
Carrie: *Crosses arms* Oh, that's just cold…
Jazz: Okay, besides these three… *To Carrie* Oh, Carrie, you understand that I'm only doing this for your own good. *Turns to Danny* And come on, you guys have absolutely no extracurricular activities.
Tucker: *To Sam* Unless you count the ghosts.
Sam: *Tightly* Shut it!
Danny: Well, maybe this is me now, huh? Not everyone's pumped up full of spirit all the time, you know.
Carrie: Doing what for my own good exactly? Oh, right -- butting into people's businesses!
*When the halfas start to slowly express themselves, their ghost senses suddenly set off.*
Danny: *To himself* Ghost sense? *Starts shivering* I don't see anything…
Carrie: *Also starts shivering* Me neither, oh, they better not be invisible!
Jazz: Danny? Carrie? You're both shivering.
*Just when the auburn-haired girl puts a hand on their shoulders, they begin to run away.*
Danny: Leave me alone!
Carrie: I need my space once in a while!
Jazz: It's worse than I thought…
*Suddenly, a random kid grabs her, pointing away.*
Random Kid: A freakishly large hornet!
*He lets out a scream, then jumps into the nearest locker, which results in it shutting on his leg.*
Random Kid: Owww! My leg!
*Jazz gasps and people scream as indeed, Bertrand the freakishly large ghost hornet buzzes around the corner. It turns to look at Jazz and she shrieks. It flies up, grabs her and starts licking her head. Suddenly, the two halfas known as Danny Phantom and Carrie (unknown superhero last name) come flying to the rescue.*
Danny: Back off, ghost bug!
*Bertrand the Ghost Hornet looks up just to have them land a hard kick which allows the three to phase through the nearest door.*
Jazz: Ghost bug? Wait a minute, that was a ghost? That was three ghosts?
*Now, finding themselves taking the battlefield outside of the school, Bertrand, Danny, and Carrie fly out through the wall into the schoolyard.*
Danny: *Becomes visible* Somebody called for an exterminator?
Carrie: *Disgusted* Bleh, a ghost bug? That's seriously the best we can do?
Bertrand: *Ignores Carrie and looks back to Danny* My, you are clever, aren't you? Swat this, big boy.
*Soon, the large bug ghost attacks Danny with his stinger, and the male halfa throws up his arms defensively just to have the stinger slice his arm, which causes him to let out a yell, then falls to the ground, clutching on it.*
Danny: I should have gone intangible. Idiot! I'm not getting better at this. I'm getting worse.
*And just when Bertrand dives in for a second shot, Carrie flies in front of Danny throws up a blue shield and watches as the shape-shifting ghost smashes into it, then jumps away, leaving Danny to get up with the help of Carrie and brandishes the Fenton Thermos out towards him, ready to suck their enemy in the cylinder item and send him back into the Ghost Zone.*
Danny: Alright, pal! Time for you to--
*But just when Danny could allow the ectoblast to consume Bertrand, both he and Carrie look around to find that the shapeshifter has vanished.*
Danny: Gone… Great. Another bad guy gets away.
Carrie: *Groans* Ugh, what's wrong with us?!
*The duo then flies up off the ground whereas Jazz is apparently watching through a window as Danny and Carrie hover in front of it, their backs to her.*
Danny: Maybe Jazz was right. Maybe I am a loser…
Carrie: *Puts hands on his shoulders* Dude, c'mon, we're not close to giving up yet!
*They fly away, leaving Jazz a bit suspicious about meeting the two ghost kids everyone's chattering about.*
Jazz: Ghosts? *Grins excitedly* Wait'll I tell Danny! And Carrie, too! Oh, I know she'll be happy to hear this!
*Later that night, Jazz had seated her brother down at the dining table to discuss the scary -- yet -- wonders of what she witnessed at the school.*
Jazz: What do you mean, you didn't see a ghost? And are you sure, Carrie didn't see it, too?
Danny: It didn't look like a ghost to me. It just looked like a big bug. So I ran… *Bitterly* Like a loooser.
Jazz: And what about Carrie?
Danny: When we ran off, she went someplace else, but I stayed hiding, *Crosses arms* like a loser, again…
Jazz: I was right. You and Carrie aren't going to listen to me, are you?
Danny: Nope. And do you really think Carrie's gonna listen to someone like you? Like she said, she doesn't have a lunatic sister always thinking what's best for her when clearly, *Raises hands frustratedly* she's got no idea and doesn't know when to mind her own business!
Jazz: Well, then, you don't leave me any choice… *Raises voice* Mom! Dad! Can I talk to you about Danny?
Danny: *Sits up, alarmed* What? Jazz, no!
*When hearing the voice of their eldest child, both Maddie and Jack Fenton zip into the kitchen doorway where their father is brandishing the Fenton Peeler, apparently ready for an attack.*
Maddie: Is there something wrong with Danny?
Jack: Is there a ghost involved?
Maddie: *Gets closer to Danny* Is there something you wanna talk about?
Jack: *Still on one subject* That involve ghosts?
Jazz: Not only does this involve Danny, but it involves Carrie as well.
Danny: *Glares at Jazz* Again, not knowing how to mind your own business.
Maddie: *Places hand on chin* Hmm, then I'll have a word with her mother the next morning. But again, *Faces Danny* is there something you wanna talk about, sweetie?
Danny: *Visibly grasping for something to say* I… I… *Gets an idea and becomes more enthusiastically* … actually, yes. Jazz thinks she saw a ghost today. *Grinning smugly* Tell them, Jazz…
Maddie: *Shocked* WHAT?! *Leapfrogs over Danny, now getting up in Jazz's face* Why didn't you tell us?!
Jack: *Still holding the small weapon* It would have been a good chance to try out the portable Fenton Ghost Peeler. It tears ghosts apart atom by atom!
*Once he explains the process of the Ghost Peeler while aiming it, Jack presses a red button on it, which causes metal armor to expand from it, encasing him in a full suit with a clear faceplate that has FENTON PEELER capitalized on its forehead.
However, instantly losing balance, Jack in the heavy suit, ends up falling over and smashing the kitchen table into splinters. And so, Danny gets up from his seat and walks away, smiling cheerfully towards the reverse situation he's placed onto his sister.*
Danny: Well, enjoy your chat!
*Watching her brother leave, Jazz sighs, trying to accept that it's going to take a while for her brother to open up soon.*
*Now, the next day at Casper High, instead of wanting to deal with her brother's moodiness, (or even Carrie's as well) Jazz has both Sam and Tucker, who each owned the weirded-out, cornering expression plastered across their faces when listening to the female Fenton chat about their two best friends.*
Jazz: Don't you think they've been acting weird? I mean, haven't you noticed how gloomy and negative they've been lately? I mean, Carrie's usually like that, but this is starting to level up in her perspective.
*When explaining this, the duo in front of her edchange looks before Tucker decides to break his silence.*
Tucker: Uh, Jazz, we're Danny and Carrie's friends. That means we keep their secrets from you.
*Once that answer is given, Jazz reaches into her purse and hands him twenty bucks.*
Tucker: *Becomes enthusiastic, temptingly* Although…
Sam: *Snatches money and hands it back to Jazz* We've all got our problems, Jazz. I know you're worried, but Danny's okay. And so is Carrie -- sure she can be a bit moody--
Tucker: *Raises eyebrow* A bit moody? No, no, that girl's anger issues are off the charts if you ask me-- Ow!
*Not even bothering to stop himself from speaking even further about their blue-haired friend, Sam decides to do it by elbowing the techno-geek hard against his arm and facing back to Jazz.*
Sam: But in other ways -- they're okay.
*As she says this, Daany, walking to the water fountain next to the fire alarm beside Carrie, is desperate for a drink, but as the Fenton boy goes to drink from the fountain first, not even noticing it, Bertrand's pickle arm reaches out of the wall and loops both of their backpack straps over the handle of the alarm.*
Sam: When it comes to Carrie, we don't exactly push the girl into talking about something, but we wait until she's even ready for it.
Jazz: *Puts hand on chin* She has been acting really grumpier since the reunion…
*When mentioning the reunion, both Sam and Tucker side-eye one another and become concerned about that day because Jazz is right, Carrie was indeed acting grumpier after the whole college reunion with their parents happened back in Wisconsin.*
Sam: Yeah, and frankly, Carrie's not even your sister. Though Danny, he keeps some things to himself, too. But it's not like he's doing anything criminal…
*But just when the Manson girl says this, both Danny and Carrie are finished having a drink from the fountain and they begin to walk away -- not even realizing that their backpack straps had pulled down the handle, which suddenly sets off the fire alarm. Jazz, Sam, and Tucker turn to look as the sprinklers go off.*
*Finding themselves standing outside of Casper High, where a police cruiser and two fire trucks are parked, several people are gathered around the yard. Mr. Lancer is confronting Danny and Carrie, with Jazz, Sam, and Tucker behind them as every single person out in the courtyard is completely soaked.*
Danny: A month's detention?! But we didn't do anything!
Carrie: *Rinses water out of pigtails* Yeah, seriously -- you think we'd be the types to set off the fire alarm?!
*At the sound of their defense, Dr. Spectra jumps in from behind Mr. Lancer.*
Ms. Spectra: *Happily* Hey, Mr. Lancer! It was an accident. *Gets closer to them* But we're going to take that accident and make it an acci-don't, and learn from it so it never happens again!
Danny and Carrie: But--
Mr. Lancer: No buts. You two could learn a little bit about school spirit from Ms. Spectra here. When I was in school, I got the same advice. *Poses enthusiastically* And look how I turned out!
*As the middle-hard man joyfully expresses himself, Danny, Carrie, and Spectra exchange looks at this odd sight, which causes the Mayth girl to shiver disturbingly.*
*However, moments later, the advice Ms. Spectra had given them, wasn't what they had in mind due to witnessing the move shown by Mr. Lancer himself as the duo currently found themselves back in the woman's office, wearing ridiculous outfits (obviously unpleasant with them). And those outfits happened to be the ones representing their personalities -- a baby and a grump.
Danny is dressed in knee socks, an adult-sized diaper, a sash labeled 'SPIRIT' over his t-shirt, and a giant black top hat. While Carrie is dressed in a large, puffy pink dress, baked in heavy perky makeup -- pink eyeshadow, red lipstick, and rose gold blush surrounding her cheeks whereas she's topped off with a tiara that's spelled: 'BRIGHT SPIRIT' as well.*
Ms. Spectra: We're gonna help you two overcome your fears of being called a baby and a grumpy.
Danny: *Sits down* I'm not afraid of being called a baby. I'm afraid of... being called a loser.
Carrie: *Annoyed* Same here with being called grumpy and depressed… *Attempts to sit down in seat next to Danny, but couldn't* Ugh! Why do I have to wear a stupid dress?! I could've worn something loose and light, or maybe even just keep on the makeup only!
Ms. Spectra: Ahh, and therein lies the problem. You both care too much what other people think.
Carrie: *Crosses arms, angrily* Not really, but once they see us in these, then--
*Soon, the female halfa's words were cut off as Dashiel Baxter and two other jocks walk straight into the office, carrying boxes.*
Dash: Where do you want us to put these banners up, Ms.--
*Before Dash could even finish asking this, the three of them stop and become surprised by the duo's appearance, which causes a pleasant grin to appear on the blonde-haired boy's face.*
Dash: Hey, guys, check it out. It's the Casper High Spirit Baby and Princess!
*And obviously, the trio couldn't help, but laugh hysterically at this sight, which causes Carrie's face to become bright red and look away embarrassingly.*
Carrie: *Squeezes eyes shut* I spoke too soon…
Danny: *Resignedly* Of course…
*The two teens slump depressively against their seats as Ms. Spectra reaches out to touch their shoulders, whereas once again, the red-haired woman's lined face becomes smoother and more youthful as she feeds off of their miseries.*
*After school, the four friends found themselves at the pharmacy, which holds a small ice cream shop, enjoying some of the delicious frozen treats -- well, three of them were. Standing right behind them, Valerie Gray and Kwan were in line, finally grabbing their ice cream.*
Valerie: I don't know. Ms. Spectra says I worry way too much about material possessions.
Kwan: At least you'll have them. Spectra says I'm going to grow old, broke, and alone.
*The pair walks past the quartet sitting at a table, enjoying their ice cream cones: Tucker owns strawberry ice cream while Sam has a cube of tofu in a cone, and as usual, whenever Carrie's all up in a mood, the blue-haired girl pays extra for a tub of orange sherbert to gnaw down her feelings, leaving Danny just sitting with them, having his chin propped up in his hand, all moody as well.*
Tucker: Man, it was brutal making you and Care wear those stupid baby and princess suits. I could hardly watch. Though I did get some good digital pics.
*When announcing this, the Foley boy shows Danny and Carrie a photo on his PDA, of both of them in the baby suit and Carrie in a girly outfit, looking miserable as other students laugh at them (especially Danny since his even more embarrassing and humiliating). And this causes Carrie to let out a growl before angrily chowing down on her sherbert.*
Danny: *Annoyed* Hey, whose side are you on anyway?
Carrie: Yeah! *Glares at Tucker* And you have about five seconds to delete those, Foley, *Gestures tub of sherbert* or I'll shove this entire bucket down your head!
Sam: Guys, come on, you know he's kidding.
Danny: Ah- *Sighs and drops head against arms on the table* Yeah… I know… I don't get it. *Slightly sits up again* Why am I so depressed and angry all the time? That shrink was supposed to be helping me. Ever since I started talking to her, I've been feeling worse.
Carrie: Same here! But every time me and that Spectra lady have at least one small conversation, it's like I'm getting even more depressed and angrier by the second! It's not right!
*As she expressed herself, Carrie didn't even realize it, but her hand was glowing blue where the ectoplasmic light appeared to be slowly melting the tub of her ice cream by the second. Danny then grabs the tub just before his patient could even cause a hole to rupture out of it and spill all around their table and decides to have a few bites from the orange sherbert himself whereas just then, Jazz Fenton walks up to the four.*
Jazz: Hey, Danny, hey, Carrie, how's it going?
*Not even bothering to say a word, Carrie only crosses her arms and turns her head away in annoyance.*
Danny: *Annoyed* Like you care… Just go away, Jazz.
*When desperately asking his sister to leave, Danny and Carrie's ghost senses are set off as they look over to the counter, where Paulina Sanchez is mechanically powdering her face as the store clerk watches.*
Paulina: *Muttering* If my skin's perfect, I'll be perfect… *Looks at clerk* Do you mind? You're like the second old woman to hover over me today and I'm so not in the mood.
*Suddenly, the ghost version of a pickle -- Bertrand -- pops up out of the floor behind the Latina and lurks over her shoulder.*
Carrie: *Groans* Great… Now we have to save Paulina. This day just keeps getting worse!
Danny: *To Carrie* We gotta keep Jazz busy. Just go along with it…
*Carrie nods and watches Danny pop onto his feet and glare accusingly (mostly forgery) at Tucker and Sam.*
Danny: Yeah, well, if you're gonna take her side, then you hang with her too!
*He grabs Jazz by the shoulders and shoves her into his chair, and hands her the tub of orange sherbert.*
Danny; Here, take my seat, *Throws arm melodramatically over face* you've already taken my friends… *Side eyes Carrie* Right, Care?
Carrie: *Blinks* Oh, uh, *Realizes* y-yeah! And not only them, but my ice cream sherbert! *Sighs dramatically* Well, enjoy!
*Together the two halfas race off through the back door out of the pharmacy to transform into their ghost selves.*
Jazz: *Places sherbert down and jumps out of seat* Danny, Carrie, wait!
*When she runs after them, both Sam and Tucker instantly remember that the duo pulled that dramatic scene to run off and hide in order to become their phantom selves.*
Sam: *Alarmed* Come on!
*And so, leaving their ice creams, Sam and Tucker dashed off behind Jazz as the auburn-haired girl ran up towards the back exit seeing as she caught glimpses of their shadows around the corner.*
Jazz: They went this way. *Peeks open the door* I'm sure I can head them off.
*As Jazz is looking around the alleyway through the half-open door, suddenly right in front of her teal-colored eyes, she watches Danny and Carrie go ghost. When watching this, the female Fenton lets out a gasp as the duo launches off and flies away just for Tucker and Sam to come running up the alley.*
Jazz: *Flabbergasted* Danny?! Carrie?!
*With Danny and Carrie flying away in ghost form, Tucker, Sam, and Jazz were all staring after him. But glancing from behind, Tucker was first to notice Jazz had caught sight of their two best friends becoming ghosts, which caused Sam to turn and notice this as well.*
Jazz: Did you see that?! *Runs over to them* Tell me I didn't see what I just saw.
Tucker: *Cringing* It's not what you think, Jazz…
Sam: *Grabs Tucker's ice cream and stuffs it in his mouth* Of course it's not. Ghosts aren't real… Jazz, you sound like your father.
*Jazz stares at them quizzically, then looks suspicious as she remembers something Sam had said earlier -- everything about her little brother and dear friend keeping things to themselves for better or for worse.*
'He keeps some things to himself…'
'We're Danny and Carrie's friends. That means we keep their secrets from you…'
'Yeah and frankly, Carrie's not even your sister…'
*Soon, Jazz's eyes widen as she realizes they know exactly what she just saw, and that they're covering up for the two teens.*
Sam: *Concerned* …Jazz?
Jazz: Oh… Oh, of course! *Fakes laugh* My parents are such loons, it's rubbing off! *Checks watch* Oh my gosh, is it that late? I've gotta work on my Spirit Week speech.
*Once she runs off, Sam and Tucker both let out sighs of relief, thankfully to know that their best friend's older sister never 'saw' him and Carrie become the ghost kids of Amity Park.
Now, back inside the pharmacy where Danny and Carrie are flying invisibly around the area, Bertrand cozies up closely behind Paulina Sanchez as the Latina is currently still powdering her face with makeup.*
Paulina: Do you mind? I was here-- *Turns and sees the ghost* --first…?
*When Bertrand lets out a loud roar, Paulina and the clerk scream just in turn for Danny and Carrie to come zipping into the rescue by kicking Bertrand into a sunglasses display using both feet and landing as the ghost growls angrily at them.*
Danny: I know you need your makeup, but you're just gonna have to wait your turn.
Carrie: *Crosses arms* Yeah and seriously, you could use it for that acne, dude.
*Bertrand then effortlessly backhands the two away, then shoots an ectoblast that they narrowly escape as it vaporizes a book display, which causes shoppers to notice the fight. Danny and Carrie dodge more ectoblasts as people start to run around screaming. Tucker and Sam come back inside just to watch Bertrand send a rough punch toward Danny and Carrie as they fly back into a wall of backpacks.*
Bertrand: You two are not very good at this, are you?
Danny: *Getting back up* Yeah, well, maybe we don't need to be to beat you!
Carrie: So, c'mon, let's see what you got, Pickle!
*Grinning, Bertrand suddenly melts down into a wolf form and pounces, managing to take a bite out of their tails and corners them.*
Danny: *Holds waist* Then again…
Carrie: *Groans* Man, why am I always running my mouth?!
Tucker: Hey, get away from them!
*Once the voice of Tucker Foley is heard, Wolf Bertrand turns away from Danny and Carrie to find Sam and Tucker behind them. So now, the shapeshifter decides to take his next target on the two as he runs up and stands in front of them, growling happily with an evil smile plastered across his face.*
Tucker: Or, don't. Seriously, *Shrugs nervously* it's open for discussion…
Carrie: No!
Danny: You leave them alone!
*After shouting out towards Wolf Bertrand, Carrie rushes over near Sam and Tucker, ready to protect them as they watch Danny go dashing towards him and tackles the ghost as they roll around the area where Bertrand ends up on top of the male halfa, making him struggle to get up and move.*
Carrie: *Clenches fist* Get off him!
Bertrand: *Mockingly* Oh, look… The little loser ghost has a few baby helpers. *Glances to Carrie* My, my -- even the grumpy lunatic can't handle a punch, how depressing…
*The moment those words had echoed thoroughly in their brains, Carrie growls and begins to charge a blue ectoblast in her hands as Danny's eye starts to twitch through the anger that rises within him also.*
Danny: *Angrily* Do… not… call… me… a LOSER!!
Carrie: *Angrily* Yeah, nobody calls me a lunatic! NOBODY!
*Danny then manages to throw Bertrand off and into a glass display case just for Carrie to shoot her ectoblast at him, but Bertrand dodges and destroys the case instead which now has the pharmacy in shambles.*
Bertrand: *Melts back into pickle form* Well, that's enough damage for one afternoon… *Flies off through ceiling* Ta-ta!
*While all this was going down, Jazz was apparently still at the pharmacy as the female Fenton had been looking through the window, glancing first up where Bertrand had vanished and then back down toward Danny and Carrie who flew back to Sam and Tucker.*
Tucker: *Looks around the wreckage* I sure hope they're insured.
Danny: *Dejected* Great, he got away again. Another ringing endorsement for the town screw-up…
*He then flies away, leaving Carrie to glance down at the ground, depressively.*
Carrie: *Sighs sadly* Maybe I should've started taking those anti-depressant pill earlier...
Sam: Carrie, come on, don't say that. *Places hand on her shoulder* So what you guys lost one fight, that does mean--
Carrie: *Cuts her off, angrily* It's not just one fight, Manson! This is the third one we've fought with that same ghost this week, and I'm sick of it!
*Finding herself done expressing those feelings, Carrie flies away, leaving Tucker and Sam to exchange unhappy looks. Soon, back outside, Danny watches as Carrie phases through, meeting him on the roof outside the pharmacy whereas Jazz sees the duo fly sadly away.*
*When nighttime has risen all around Amity Park, back at Fenton Works, Danny is seated alone in the kitchen, at the dining table with his untouched dinner plate sitting right in front of him. He is playing with his fork and looking more depressed just to have Jazz come to the doorway and stare at him.*
Danny: *Notices her staring* What?
Jazz: Nothing.
*Walking over, the female Fenton examines her brother closely before pinching him.*
Danny: *Flinches* Ugh! What?!
Jazz: Nothing! Uh, so, uh, Danny, I know I've been kind of hard on you lately, *Sits on table* but you know I think you're great, right?
Danny: Yeah, right. That's not what I hear…
Jazz: Then you've heard wrong. Look, I know you think I'm pushy and I'm a know-it-all. I know you think I can be a jerk sometimes…
*As she lists these functions about herself, Danny is listening with a happy, dreamy smile, practically enjoying the down-points his sister is making which makes the older teen notice that the Fenton boy didn't even bother to stop her.*
Jazz: *Raises eyebrow* You know, you can stop me at any time.
Danny: *Smirks* I know.
Jazz: *Sighs* All I'm saying is I'm your sister and I care about you. And not just you, but Carrie, too. I mean, with her father not in her family picture and her mother always working all the time, I'd figure the girl would need some adult authority to look out for her.
Danny: *Mutters* Yeah, an annoying authority figure…
Jazz: *Puts hand on his shoulder* Look, even though you don't think I'll understand, you can talk to me about anything. Let Carrie know that, too, will you?
*Danny glances away like he's seriously considering it, but wonders if he should go over this with his partner. But seeing as this was between him and his sister at this very moment, he sighed.*
Danny: Um…
*Unfortunately, he was cut off by a loud sudden crash, startling both Danny and Jazz. The two teens run towards the opening, overlooking the living room to find the couch half destroyed and smoking where the damage had been made by their father, Jack -- as the man was wielding the Fenton Peeler and Maddie looking on.*
Jack: I'm just saying, if we can find that ghost at Jazz's school, we're gonna peel that ghost like an onion!
Maddie: Well, we can't completely vaporize it. Don't you want to at least examine the remains?
*While their parents discussed this, Danny didn't realize that Jazz's hand was on his shoulder. He becomes vaguely alarmed, with his odd comfort from the girl as he frowns and shrugs it off.*
Danny: *Walking away with arms crossed sulkily* I don't feel like talking about it… And neither will Carrie if you don't mind?
Jazz: *Resignedly* Yeah, I'd imagine not.
*And so, without saying another word Jazz goes over to her brother and kisses the top of his head then walks away, leaving Danny looking surprised for a moment, then smiles after her until gaining on second thought by this other affection.*
Danny: *Cringes* Oh, gross!
*Now, with the late night surrounding all of Amity Park, Carrie is found seated in the darkness of her living room, enjoying a nicely large tub of strawberry sherbert while depressingly watching Nightmare on Elm Street in order. She wonders what a person being on anti-depression pills would do to her, could it be helpful? Could it make her jittery?
But most importantly; could it make her happy?
The blue-haired girl sadly sighs against a spoonful of sherbert before sensing a presence creeping up from around the corner by the living room. And that figure reveals to be none other than her dear mother, Joyce Mayth herself as the woman becomes concerned about her daughter being up very late.*
Joyce: *Crosses arms* Why are you up so late?
Carrie: *Bitterly* Could ask you the same thing?
Joyce: *Glances towards screen* 'Nightmare on Elm Street' again? Don't you ever get tired of watching them?
Carrie: No. Don't you ever get tired of watching Gilmore Girls? All that show ever does is have them be all happy-happy -- family-family… And annoyingly; coziness.
*Hearing this absurd attitude come out of her daughter's mouth makes Joyce raise an eyebrow. So she lets out a sigh and moves closer towards the teen.*
Joyce: Scoot over, would you?
*And so, Carrie does as she still has the sherbet cradled closely in her arms. Once Joyce seats herself closely beside the teen, she stares at her daughter for a brief second before starting the chat to break the awkward silence that surrounds them, but not the sounds of the TV.*
Joyce: Listen, Maddie called me earlier and she told me that Jazz was concerned about how you've been feeling lately.
Carrie: *Rolls eyes* Of course she did. Why can't she understand that I'm not even related to her, or even mind her own damn business?!
Joyce: Watch your tone, young lady… *Sighs and runs hand through hair* Look, I'm glad the Fentons called in because now, this is making me start to get a bit concerned. *Puts hand on Carrie's shoulder* I couldn't help but notice… ever since we had the college reunion, your anger has been a bit more intense.
Carrie: *Scoffs* Ya think? Why would everything be all sunshine and rainbows after having to spend a night with him -- at his own house, but especially with him!?
Joyce: Care, I'm just as angry at him as you are. But us… we're the Mayth women, and we shouldn't let people like your father get in the way of ruining the happiness that infuses our lives. *Moves closer* Listen, I don't wanna pressure you into talking about how you feel, but sometimes it's good to let some of that pressure off your plate once a while. And people like Jazz and myself will always be here to talk if you need us, *Nudges Carrie's shoulder* hm?
*Not even bothering to say a word, Carrie glances down at the ice cream sherbert and thinks; would telling her mother or Jazz Fenton about being part ghost help relieve this stress from both her and Danny's shoulders?*
*The next day at Casper High, a depressed Danny and an even more depressed Carrie had met up with Sam and Tucker as the four friends stood by the Fenton's locker, starting to chat about the odd appearance every teen in the school has.*
Sam: Uh, is it just me, or *Turns* is this the worst Spirit Week in the history of Casper High Spirit Weeks?
*Gesturing her hand out towards the hallway, it's filled with the depressed-looking students. Soon, Dash Baxter and Kwan look rather worse for the wear.*
Dash: *Tiredly* Another day, another 24 hours closer to a career of pumping gas.
Kwan: *Also tiredly* At least you'll have a job. Apparently, I'm gonna end up a hobo… *Shivers* I didn't even know they had hobos anymore!
*Next, Paulina Sanchez and Valerie Gray walked past the quartet, all depressed and messed up as well.*
Paulina: *Tiredly* Did you know wrinkles can start emerging as your mid-twenties?
Danny: And to make it worse, we're all gonna have to sit through Jazz's idiotic speech when she tries to put the *Fakes happiness* 'I' back in *Becomes depressed* 'spirit' or some other nonsense.
Carrie: *Depressively* I'd take the other nonsense, thank you very much…
*And speaking of Jazz Fenton, the four figures watch as the auburn-haired girl is happily dashing down the hallway, looking all delighted.*
Danny: What the heck is she so happy about?
Sam: Don't ask me. I'm usually the sour one around here -- plus Care. But compared to everyone else, *Smirks proudly* I'm the goth bird of happiness.
Carrie: *Crosses arms sadly* Then I'm practically the emo bird of happiness and grumpiness…
Tucker: *Looks up from PDA* Me too! Well, minus the whole goth and emo part. And we're *Points thumb back to Sam* the only two people in this school who haven't had a session with Dr. Spectra.
Danny: *Perks up* Wait a minute… *Grabs Tucker's PDA* Let me see something.
*Though the second Danny opens the screen up, one of the pictures of himself and Carrie dressed in the baby and girly suits with students laughing and pointing in the background appears right before their eyes.*
Tucker: *Nervously* Uh… I was gonna delete that.
Carrie: *Glaring at Tucker* Yeah, well, maybe someone will delete all your database and song playlists when she's all cured from this whole depression situation, Foley!
Tucker: *Cradles PDA close to chest and dramatically yells* NO! NOT MY BABIES!
Danny: No, Care, be glad he didn't. Look at that… *Shows screen to Carrie* Remember how we kept thinking it was seeing our breaths? *Zooms in closer* That it was cold? But what if that's our ghost senses? What if Spectra is somehow making people more miserable? What if she's a ghost?
Carrie: Huh… You're right! I mean, c'mon, every time she puts a hand on our shoulders, we suddenly become even more depressed.
Tucker: Uh, are you sure Danny became 'even more depressed'?
Sam: Lighten up on her, Tucker. *To Danny* If this Spectra lady's a ghost, then there's only one way to find out.
*An hour later, Sam and Tucker had figured to take a little 'therapy session' in Ms. Spectra's office, whereas Danny and Carrie were in their ghost forms, invisibly, waiting for the normal duo's time to be over and done with the woman. Suddenly, the door slams open to reveal their two best friends are extremely messy and depressed.*
Tucker: *Tiredly* I hate my life…
Sam: *Also tiredly* I hate your life more…
*Just then, a happy, cheery Ms. Spectra comes up to the doorway as they trudge off, her face is looking rather older and lined.*
Ms. Spectra: *Happily* Buh-bye! And remember, there's only an 'I' in 'misery' if you spell it that way!
*Once she slams the door shut, the invisible Danny and Carrie fly through the door into the office. Soon, the halfas find Spectra in a swirl of ghost energy, breathing it in and becoming younger-looking in the process.*
Spectra: Ahhh… Man, that's good. *Sits on desk* I'm gonna miss these kids… *Shuffles through Tucker and Sam's student profiles* They're a waterfall of misery.
*Soon, Bertrand in his pickle ghost version flies through the wall.*
Spectra: There you are. You hooked up the device?
Bertrand: Of course. And when the spirit sparklers go up, vaporizing the only chipper kid left in the entire school, there'll be enough misery and anguish in that room to keep us looking young forever!
*Still invisible, Danny and Carrie were listening in on the horror just for the bell to finally ring, making them all look up.*
Spectra: Well, there's the bell. Shall we go hear a speech and bum some more kids out?
*The two cradle one another and soon merge into a single blob of ecto-energy before zapping through the wall, which allows the two halfas to land and become visible again. When hearing the mention of the speech happening in the gymnasium, Danny realizes who they were referring to.*
Danny: Jazz!
Carrie: *Sighs tiredly* C'mon, we have to hurry before she starts that speech!
*
And now, Casper High's school spirit event had begun as every student throughout each grade gathered around the gymnasium and seated upon the bleachers, the first action of the day was watching the cheerleaders do their signature cheer when events like these happen; except due to having a visit with Ms. Spectra herself, everyone in the room was depressed to even let out a small cheer.*
Cheerleaders: *Tiredly* 2… 4… 6… 8…
*When reminding students of his cheerleading in the past during his time around, Mr. Lancer moves towards the girls, owning a concerned look as to why they weren't even giving more preppy, happy, and a bit of effort into these cheers.*
Mr. Lancer: Hey! What's the matter with you kids? You call that a cheer?
*So, not bothering to hold himself together anymore, the vice-principal happily grabs a pair of pom-poms and begins cheering with enthusiasm instead.*
Mr. Lancer: We've got spirit, yes we do! We've got the spirit, how 'bout you!?
*All every single depressed figure could hear were the loud chirping of crickets, which leaves Jazz Fenton who stands on stage, at the podium to finally break the awkward silence.*
Jazz: Okay…
*Now, back outside the gymnasium, both (human) Bertrand and Spectra are strolling through the hallway, on their way towards the spirit event, ready to watch their plan fully succeed.*
Bertrand: After we've destroyed everything, you up for a cappuccino?
Spectra: Ooh, that's a marvelous idea--
*Just when the woman could happily agree, an ectoblast knocks Bertrand away, causing Spectra to look after her partner in surprise, then turns to find Danny (whose hand glows a hint of green) and a nearly depressed Carrie hovering in the hall behind her.*
Danny: I figured it out, finally… You feed on misery, don't you?
Spectra: I'm sorry, can I help you two?
Danny: No, I'm sure you can't. You can't help anyone except yourself.
Carrie: *Sighs sadly* Yeah, and seriously, next time you have a problem, maybe try helping yourself out once in a while, hm?
*After expressing this, Spectra lunges for them, but they easily dodge this and go around behind her to continue.*
Danny: You find that one thing that a kid's most afraid of -- their future, their looks, their confidence -- you pick at it.
Carrie: Not only do you pick at it, your snippy, creepy, little ghost assistant feeds on it, too!
Bertrand: *Offended* Hey!
Spectra: *Claps* Very good… *Smirks* But I fear you two missed a few details!
*Suddenly, her eyes flash red, and a purple ring of fire flares up around her. The fire turns to purple smoke as she shifts into her all-black form, flying at him with both hands glowing with ecto-energy. Danny and Carrie rear back, startled, and yell just to have Wolf Bertrand tackle them, sending all of them intangibly through the wall.*
*Meanwhile, back in the gym, Jazz is standing at the podium, finally beginning her speech as between the female Fenton -- there are obviously two giant ray guns pointed right at her, with a large array of dominos set out on the floor in front of her.*
Jazz: In this, our centennial year, we pay tribute to the past with these ceremonial dominos, each of which will fall into the next and finally *Gestures ray gun* trigger the ceremonial spirit sparklers.
*Side-eyeing the silent, depressed teens, practically expecting them to be bright and peppy, it appears Mr. Lancer seems to be the only one all happy and cheerful for this event.*
Mr. Lancer: *Throws arms in air energetically* Woo-hoo!
*But once again, there are crickets in the audience. So, not bothering to expect at least a last-minute cheer, Mr. Lancer reaches down to knock over the first domino, and the row starts to fall.*
*Soon, finding themselves outside, Wolf Bertrand knocks Danny through the wall and pins him to a tree while Carrie seems to be weakened even more from the depression slowly draining her out.*
Carrie: *Breathes sadly* Too… depressed… to… fight…
Bertrand: You and your little girlfriend thought you were going to stop us? You two? You both are just frightened little kids!
*Once that's spoken, the shapeshifter swipes at Danny with his claws, but luckily, the male halfa goes intangible and phases through the tree at the last second just when Bertrand's claws scratch roughly against the tree. And soon, Carrie lets out another breath, then reverts herself back to human, and lies sadly against the ground with Spectra hovering over her.*
Spectra: *Inhales* Huh, no wonder your miseries feel so amazing, thanks to your ghost halves -- it doubles the amount.
*Spectra grabs Carrie and continues to feed off the female halfa depression while spectating her partner's fight against Danny as Bertrand looks around for the enemy just to have Danny suddenly phase up through the ground, punching him and sending him flying over the building. Still holding onto Carrie, Spectra figures to feed off of Danny's own misery at the same time she's doing with the Mayth girl, so the dark ghost grabs him around the neck from behind.*
Danny: *Strains* Let us go!
Spectra: Why would I do that? Your doubts, your miseries, it's delicious.
*She flies them up to the window of the gym, where they can see the dominos neatly falling down while Jazz is still standing at the podium.*
Spectra: And the best part is, as soon as that silly speech is over, and that last domino falls and the sparklers vaporize the speaker, we'll leave you and *Cradles Carrie close* Little Miss Sadness here to take the blame. And by the time I'm done with you two, you'll both be sure it was all your faults!
Carrie: *Slowly glances up* You-you won't win…
Danny: *Closes eyes* Man, I am so tired of you dumping on me. I am so tired of you dumping on Carrie. *Opens eyes* And I am so tired of dumping on myself… Jazz never did that, even when I was mad at her… And I won't let her down!
*And the second he declares this, Danny manages to fight Spectra off and gain back the energy to fight while having to grab Carrie out of her arms, ready to fight.*
Spectra: *Happily* Bertrand! *Hands glow green and points* Sic 'em!
*Just as Danny lays Carrie against a tree, Wolf Bertrand suddenly phases back through the school, shapeshifting into a ninja. Danny gives him a flat look as he perches on a tree branch that Carrie is secured against and whirls a set of nun chunks around for several seconds.*
Carrie: *Sighs* If I had the energy, I'd be impressed by this…
Danny: Yeah, well, I so don't have time for this.
*Pulling the thermos off his back, he uncaps it and allows the ectoplasmic to fully surround Bertrand and slowly suck him into the cylinder tool.*
Bertrand: No! *Shouts* Aaaahhhh!
*Once the shapeshifter is gone and out of the way, Danny grins at Spectra and proudly rattles the thermos around.*
Spectra: You're through!
*After witnessing her partner being defeated, the dark ghost lunges at the Phantom boy, but luckily, Danny knows what to do in this situation.*
Danny: And you're done telling me what to do!
*Flying around behind her, Danny grabs Spectra by the tail and throws her into a nearby Dumpster. He smiles triumphantly for a moment, then realizes what he's forgotten.*
Danny: Jazz!
Carrie: *Leans against tree* I'll be fine here, go save your sister!
*Without hesitation, Danny goes intangible, then he zips through the wall and into the gymnasium just to have the ray guns activating as they glow bright red. Owning a worried look on his face, Danny was lucky enough to drag Jazz out of the way and through another wall just as the last domino triggered the ray guns, barely avoiding the podium being blasted.
Soon, both siblings land in the back hallway, staring at each other (Jazz being shocked by her little brother's outcome) whereas, unfortunately, Spectra ruins the moment and grabs the male halfa from behind and yanks him into a storage room.*
Spectra: *Seizes his head* Look at you…
*Danny then tries to open the thermos, but she knocks it away.*
Spectra: What are you? A ghost trying to fit in with humans? Or some creepy little boy with creepy little powers? I've nearly gathered so much from your little friend who also holds those same creepy little powers, but think of how much misery I continue to gather from you!
*While patronizing him, Jazz comes to the doorway, clenching her fists angrily at the sight of her little brother being brought down by the evil ghost.*
Danny: Both! Uh… neither! *Confused* I don't know.
Spectra: You and her are freaks! Not ghosts, not children… Nothing!
*As she exclaims this, Danny starts glowing green with ecto-energy, which gladly Spectra absorbs and drops him and he falls to the ground, disoriented.*
Spectra: Who cares for the things like you two?
*Finally, Jazz decides to step in as a plan formed within her graciously large brain, which involves a helpful weapon throughout this battle.*
Jazz: Excuse me…
*At the sound of the female Fenton's voice, both Spectra and Danny look towards the girl in surprise as she stands by the doorway, spectating the entire thing.*
Jazz: I don't know this kid, or the girl he's usually with, but I hope it's okay if they get a second opinion.
*And that helpful weapon she beholds in her hand is none other than the Fenton Ghost Peeler and activates it. A smaller version of the armor starts to encase her, which has her own odd feeling during the surroundings.*
Jazz: …This is weird.
*Once she gives this small opinion, the helmet is the last to surround her head. Completely suited up, Jazz fires the Peeler at Spectra and soon, the agonizing screams are heard throughout the woman as her black form peels away to expose her 'human' form, which then peels down to successively older and more wizened versions of herself. At last, there is nothing left but a smoking, ancient woman surrounded by ghost peelings.*
Elderly Spectra: *Feels wrinkled face* Aaahh, nooo! I am nothing without my youth!
*However, this fight isn't over yet as the old figure screams more when Danny uses the Fenton Thermos and has it suck the ghost from behind, and successfully cap the cylinder weapon off.*
Jazz: *Powering down the Peeler and looking at it* Hey, it worked! But it's still weird.
*She then walks up to Danny, who flinches back while his sister softly looks at him.*
Danny: *Nervously* Uh… uh…
*Realizing that the male halfa is in distress about his sister possibly discovering his identity any moment they stand within the room, Jazz' smile turns into a blank look, and then a ludicrously fake look of fear.*
Jazz: *Effortlessly shouts* Ahhh…! Ghosttt…! *Runs to the door, pauses, and looks back* You'd better go, maybe your partner's waiting for you somewhere?
*After she runs off, leaving Danny alone, he sighs in relief, turns, and doesn't even realize it, but dumbfoundedly walks right into a stack of boxes.*
Danny: *Holds nose* Oh... Uh, right...
*He goes intangible and flies off, not even having a sense that Jazz was peeking from behind the doorway.*
Jazz: *Smiles to herself* He can tell me when he's ready. And hopefully Carrie, too.
Mr. Lancer: Miss Fenton.
*When hearing the voice of the school's vice-principal, Jazz watches Mr. Lancer come running up towards her with the pom-poms still accompanied in his hands.*
Mr. Lancer: *Happily* You're needed.
*Soon, once the two figures return to the gymnasium, it's all suddenly filled with the entire student body pumped up and chanting her name very loudly as it feels the room vibrate.*
Crowd: JAZZ! JAZZ! JAZZ! JAZZ! JAZZ!
*As the chants continued, Tucker stood up from his seat, all brightened up and happy to find their best friend's sister safe and sound.*
Tucker: Hey, she's okay!
Carrie: *Wipes sweat off forehead* Thank goodness!
Mr. Lancer: *Sighs* Ah, everybody's mood has lifted, as though some gloomy malevolence has been shooed away. Your disappearing act worked marvelously. They've got their spirit back.
*Beside Tucker and Carrie, there sat a happy, perked-up Danny and Sam where the Fenton boy proudly smiles down at his older sister and gives her a loving wave, which she happily returns.*
Jazz: They're not the only ones, Mr. Lancer…
*Later that night, Danny is in his ghost form, happily flying all around the beautiful sky with great joy and happiness flowing nicely throughout his body, not even knowing that Jazz was watching from her bedroom window, smiling graciously at the boy as proudness slowly fills her heart, happy to know that her little brother isn't depressed anymore.
Though, during Danny's calming flight, he figured Carrie would have to join him at some point. So, finding himself flying towards the Mayth household, the male halfa floats at his best friend's window, noticing the blue-haired girl seated on her bed, building a small robot.*
Carrie: *Sighs proudly* Alrighty, Mr. Space Bunny, looks like it's a go for your blastoff to Planet Carrot!
*But before the female halfa could test out her small invention, a knock is heard at her door, which causes Danny to become invisible and lean against the brick wall just to have Joyce Mayth stroll into her daughter's room.*
Joyce: *Smiling* Hey, just wanted to check in and see how you're doing, and I was wondering if you're willing to watch at least one episode of Gilmore Girls with me?
Carrie: Sorry, Mom, but I'm gonna have to decline you on that offer for now. I'm not in the mood to be corrupted by Rory's stupid actions. Don't worry, I'll be up for it tomorrow!
Joyce: *Chuckles* Your choice, kid. *Goes over, presses kiss against Carrie's head, and hugs her* I love you.
Carrie: *Breathes happily against her mother's hold* Love you, too, Mommy.
*Once that sweet moment ends, Joyce begins to walk away towards the doorway, then glances back at the teen as she continues to work on the robotic bunny seated right in front of her. The woman shakes her head, glad to see that her daughter isn't depressed anymore, and strolls out, closing the door behind her.*
Carrie: Okay, just to add in one last little screw, and…
*Soon, a sudden knock at her window is heard and Carrie cautiously looks to thankfully find Danny floating there, smiling towards his best friend, happy to see that she isn't depressed anymore as well.*
Carrie: *Walks up to him, happily* Hey, dude, what are you doing here?
Danny: C'mon, Care, it's a great time for a late-night flight! Plus, we sort of earn this.
Carrie: *Chuckles softly and looks back* K, I'll meet you outside in the sec!
*Nodding his head, Danny flies away from Carrie's window, which allows the blue-haired girl to exhale a soothing breath before letting out her signature battle cry.*
Carrie: I'm going ghost!
*Lifting her arms up in the air, Carrie feels the ghost half surrounding every part of her body. Once she's fulfilled her transformation, Carrie kneels by the ledge of her window, giving Danny a mischievous smirk as an idea pops into mind.*
Carrie: Race ya, Phantom!
*Out of nowhere, not even having the time to sense a presence, Joyce apparently walks right into Carrie's room, carrying a package in her hands.*
Joyce: Care, this package came in for
However, that small moment is cut short when as soon as the woman's green orbs are met with her daughter having a whole, new, different look suddenly takes off flying out the window, all Joyce did was have her mouth gaping wide open and rush towards Carrie's window with the curtains still flowing after the sudden blastoff.*
Joyce: *Flabbergasted* Carrie?!
author speaks!
yo, soo that ending happened… & i'm lowkey proud of how i wanted joyce to find out that her beloved daughter is a ghost! now, back to the real subject on this ep, i'm letting y'all know that jazz fenton is literally the loml - loml, & i'll right y'all off of those were to mess w/ her, fr, fr, lol.
toodles! *heart-eye face emoji*