Prompt from gabbypie64 on tumblr.
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Two green coins stared back at Alicia from the shadows, Danny's eyes throwing back the light from Alicia's lantern. She'd nearly mistaken him for a rabid racoon twice, now, and it was sheer luck she hadn't had her shotgun either of those times.
But here they were, by the old fence, Danny perched on an old fence post that really shouldn't have borne his weight, arms wrapped around his knees, chin sitting on top of them.
Eyes glowing.
Maddie wasn't the only one raised knowing about ghosts.
"Hi," said Danny.
"Hey," grunted Alicia.
"You saw me," said Danny, not blinking, barely moving.
"Yeah," said Alicia. "What's got you stuck here?"
"Doesn't work like that. I'm not stuck. That's silly."
"What's silly is you hanging around here, haunting your parents. What'd they do to deserve that? Huh? They love you, kid. Let them have some closure."
"It really doesn't work like that," said Danny. "I'm not trying to punish them or anything. I'm still me."
"Are ya?"
"Pretty sure."
"What happens when you don't age or anything? Still gonna try to keep this up? Or are you just gonna up and disappear."
"Depends," said Danny. "But I was hoping by then I'd be able to tell them without getting my head shot off."
"Is that so?"
"Mhm. I'm working on it. Besides. I might age. I haven't been like this long enough to tell." He shifted so that he was sitting straighter, his wrists resting loosely on his knees. "Are you going to tell them?"
"Not yet," decided Alicia. "I will if I have to."
"Okay," said Danny. "Was there something else?"
"Maybe," agreed Alicia. "Have you ever been to the Ghost Zone?"