EPISODE FIVE "Splitting Images" pt.3

Danny walked toward Dash, who was pounding the heck out of the soda machine. "C'mon! Gimmie my soda!" Then he did something I couldn't comprehend.
"Hey, lemme help ya out there, pal!" He fixed the machine from the inside, and the can came rolling out. Dash gulped it down in a chug.
"Thanks, Fenton." He crushed the can in one hand.
"Hey, no problemo!" What was going on here? I was sensing not Danny.
"What, are you goin' through puberty?" Seriously, does this happen to boys? I hadn't ever really known a pubescent boy before. I would ask Tucker, but if he had already gone through it I felt really bad for him. Me and Tuck looked at each other, as if agreeing that this was uber-weird.
"Uh, y'know, I'm a little tight on quarters. Think you can get a few more sodas for me and my pals?'
"Heh,he. You betcha!" So...not only was he abusing his powers, now he was using them to help Dash?  And steal. Definetly not Danny. A mother load of sodas rolled out of the vending machines.
"Danny! That's stealing!" Danny loaded his arms with the pop cans.
"Well, I'm sure that poor kid lost more than his fair share of quarters to the...vicious bullies of this school. It's time somebody evened the score." I finally understood the individual words of his sentences, but they made even less sense. Either Danny was a really good actor, or something else wasn't. Danny tossed a can to every kid he passed in the hallway. "Hey, everybody! Egg creams on me!" Kwan caught his can.
"I don't know what the heck an egg cream is, but thanks!"
"Well, this is new."

EPISODE FIVE "Splitting Images" pt.2

I walked up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Easy, Danny. Take it easy." I could feel him relax as he sighed.
"You're right, Sam." Damn straight! "I-" He was pelted with sandwich toppings. He was really scary when he was angry. I'd have to take note of that. The jocks walked out, laughing.
"Enjoy your sandwich, neighbor!" Danny sprang up from his seat and removed the bun from his head.
"THAT'S IT!" If he was any angrier, his eyes would be flaming. Tucker smirked.
"Hmm. I wonder how Dash would feel if he had a frog in his throat." No! Don't encourage him! He was the good guy!
"Or twelve!" He looked at the box of frogs. "In his pants!"
"Oh, no!" I picked up the box and held it away from Danny protectively. "You're not gonna exploit innocent amphibians for some juvenile revenge scheme!" He stared blankly at me. I stared back. His eyes flashed green as he smiled evilly. My box had become intangible, as well as the frogs inside. It passed through my hands, even as I lunged for it. Damn! It and Danny became invisible. Me and Tucker ran after him, for much different purposes.

EPISODE FIVE "Splitting Images" pt.1

 I had three whole boxes of posters and buttons that my grandmother helped me with and the latest technology in robotic frogs. I love my grandma because she supports me, unlike my parents.  She also dropped them off at school for me. They were heavy, so I got Danny and Tucker to help me carry them. "So, why exactly are we breaking our backs here, Sam?" I got a better grip on my box.
"Frog's rights! We have to stop dissecting frogs in our school biology labs. And at today's assembly, I'm going to demonstrate a humane alternative." I held up my box so that the boys could see what was written on the label.
"I can't believe it's not a frog cadaver?" I put it down and opened the flaps wide enough to grab one of them. I switched it on.
"RRRRRRRRRIB! PLEASE REMOVE MY DETACHABLE THREE-CHAMBERED HEART. RRRRRRRRRRIB!" Danny's dubious expression was interrupted by his ghost-sense. The box he was holding fell to the floor and violently opened itself. Here we go again. A green mist blew a frog right onto Tuckers face. He struggled to pry it off as the mist formed...
THE BOX GHOST! Dun dun duuuuunn!
"Oh, great. Him again." Danny wasn't afraid. Annoyed, as anyone in their right mind should be.

"I AM THE BOX GHOST," He waved his hands all ... spooky-like. "AND I WILL HAVE MY CORRUGATED CARDBOARD VENGEANCE!" Danny engaged him while I struggle to get the over-sized metal frog off of Tucker's face.