Hello, everyone. So. I haven't been updating my fics on here because of reasons (they're lame reasons, don't worry about it) for the past six months, but I'm going to try and catch up with everything. I won't be able to do it all at once, but I'll be doing my best. To see all the chapters I've added to multichapter fics, just keep going until you don't see this message at the top of the chapter anymore. Sorry about this!

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"Okay," said Tucker, sitting down across from Sam and waggling his PDA at her, "I've got some leads on ghost activity."

"Are they actual leads, or just more low-effort creepypastas?" asked Sam.

"They're actual leads. They're always actual leads."

"You tried to send us after Slenderman."

"Little kids were murdering each other over it, excuse me if I thought that maybe there was some other explanation."

"Can't really argue with that," said Danny, setting the frying pan down on the trivet in the middle of the table. "But Sam is right, too. You've given us a lot of false leads."

"Fine, whatever," said Tucker. "But I researched these more than that. So, first up, there's a pretty persistent rumor that if you go to the wiki page for Tesla at three in the morning, then search up Thomas Edison, and then-"

"It's Technus."

"What?"

"It's Technus," repeated Danny. "Technus, playing a prank."

"Wait, you already knew about this?" asked Sam, waving the serving spoon at him. "Why haven't you done anything about it?"

"Because while he's coming up with pranks, he isn't plotting world domination. Next."

"Okay, well, there's this company called Tesla Motors, and their website-"

"Still Technus." Danny took a bite of his broccoli and chewed loudly.

"Seriously?" asked Tucker. "That's Technus, too?"

"Just assume that anything that has anything to do with Tesla is Technus playing a prank."

Tucker sighed and made several swiping motions with his PDA stylus. "Alright, then. There's this website called ghoulishfascinationwithtechnology dot com that-"

"Yeah, that's also Technus."

"For real? The whole website?"

"Yeah, it's his website. I helped him set it up."

"Why?"

"Same reason?" Danny shrugged. "The more time he spends on that website, the less time he spends harassing me."

Tucker frowned down at his PDA, then put it to the side. "Can you maybe give me a list of things that are Technus? So I don't waste my Saturdays chasing his hobbies."

"Sure," said Danny. "It's on the computer in Technus's file."

"Great." Tucker looked at the frying pan and wrinkled his nose. "And what's that?"

"Broccoli, carrot, celery, onion, pepper, and tofu stir-fry," said Sam, "and we're very grateful to Danny for making it."

Danny leaned over. "I made some pork for you earlier, but you'll have to heat it up yourself."

"Ugh, fine."