Author: Mafizzle-lee-izzle PM
The Fentons are at it again. Jack and Maddie have created a ghost invention that doesn't harm the ghost (that's new), but instead changes a bit of who they are...or who they aren't. But when Danny Phantom becomes the test subject for their new invention, things just go downhill for Team Phantom.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor/Drama - Danny F. & Sam M. - Chapters: 5 - Words: 4,128 - Reviews: 46 - Favs: 21 - Follows: 35 - Updated: 03-21-13 - Published: 02-05-13 - id: 8982344
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I think this story is becoming less and less innocent the more I go…
Maddie walked down the stairs that led to the lab, Jack following behind her. She picked up the broken Personifyer and studied it for a few moments before her mind wandered elsewhere, "Where's Phantom?"
Jack wrung his hands together, "…I lost him."
Maddie sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose and letting her eyes wander back to the weapon, "Well, I think we should just make a new one instead of trying to fix this one. That way we can make it where it can hold more fuel without malfunctioning when it's finished with it and maybe make it…smaller." She reasoned.
Jack grinned and agreed, throwing the old Personifyer into one of the many boxes that he'd take to the garage later.
Jazz snuck down the stairs with the precision of a ninja, not wanting to wake her parents up and have to explain to them what she was doing in the lab. She did a barrel roll when she reached the ground and stretched her arm, trying to reach the box with the broken Personifyer in it. But her barrel roll didn't get her far enough so she ended up having to stand up and walk to it like a normal person.
After she had the weapon secured in her arms she trudged up the stairs and outside, throwing it into her trunk before driving to Sam's house.
When she got there she quietly opened the door, knowing Sam had left it unlocked for her, and went up to Sam's room, knocking lightly.
The door swung open to reveal an anxious Sam, "You got the stuff?"
Jazz just nodded and handed her the load, watching as Sam looked down the halls before grabbing it.
"Are you giving her drugs or something out there?" Tucker's voice yelled from inside the room.
"Shh…!" The girls replied. Sam nodded her thanks and closed the door, holding up the hunk of metal for Tucker to see.
Tucker looked skeptical, "But why would you want it? I thought Jazz couldn't find anything helpful."
"I need to get this to Vlad tomorrow," she replied, setting it down in a shadowed corner, "He wants something to get started on instead of starting from scratch."
Tucker hummed in agreement.
Danny flexed his muscles for the hundredth time, white bed sheet still tied around his neck.
He was once again in front of a mirror, just admiring himself.
His eyes flashed green again and his posture immediately relaxed. He morphed back to his human form and took in his appearance. His features scrunched up in disgust.
"Ugh, I can't wear this," he untied the bed sheet from his neck and threw it to the ground, "It's such a turn-off."
He looked around at the guest room he was currently staying in and went out into the hallway.
Danny kept walking down the halls for a few minutes, looking for something to do. Then Sam came into view.
She was walking toward Vlad's lab with the Personifyer held securely in her arms. She was about to pull down the trophy that would open the lab when she heard a wolf whistle beside her. Sam whipped around to see Danny slide in front of her, his hand on the wall for support, "'Sup, girl?"
His eyes trailed over her form, his eyes lingering at the end of her skirt. Sam, looking highly uncomfortable, replied, "Nothing much…"
Danny clicked his tongue, "So…do you have any ghost in you?"
Sam gave him a confused glance, "Nope, that's your thing."
"Well, would you like to?"
Sam just stared at him for a moment, not understanding what he was implying. But when she finally did her expression was priceless. "Eww…" She pushed him, causing him to fall on his butt, "No."
Danny lay on his back, looking up at her, "Already?" He started spreading his legs out, "Well then-"
Sam pulled down the trophy before he could continue, shoving the Personifyer into Vlad's hands before sprinting out the door.
"What was that about…?"
"Hey guy," Vlad turned to Danny, who had flipped over on his stomach and was now addressing him, "How you doin'?"
Yeah, this story is no longer clean.
This chapter was a bit shorter than the other ones. Sorry.
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