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 FOUR "Attack of the Killer Garage Sale" pt.3

I followed the floating stuff, and Tucker ran to Danny's house to grab the Thermos. He came running back in a couple minutes. "Sam! I've got the Fenton Thermos! You know, Danny's really gotta start carrying this in some sort of lunch box." The appliances floated through an open window on the second floor of a house. By the booming music, I assumed that there was a party going on... I think it was Dash's house.
"Everything is gravitating here  to Dash's house. Looks like whatever fun Danny's having will come to an end soon." Something hit the concrete. Looked like the fun had already started. Before I could register, Danny went flying and hit a brick wall behind us. It cracked.
"Hi Sam. Hi Tuck. Glad you could make it." Danny said weakly before sliding to the street. He must've hit it pretty hard because he was out. Okay, starting to freak out a bit. Me and Tucker looked in the direction Danny came flying from. A giant robot the size of the buildings surrounding it squeezed through the alley.
"I am Technus! Master of technology, and destroyer of worlds." I highly doubted this guy could hold a candle to Zool, that guy from Ghostbusters. "Behold my awesome electronic fury! Who's your Daddy?" Not the guy with a clothes dryer for a bellybutton. Danny must've woken up because he flew into action and punched the metal hunk as hard as he could. Yeah! You go, kid! He simply bounced off and grabbed his hand in pain. Now I was really scared. How were we gonna beat this thing? Danny came back and booted it, but it didn't budge. He started punching it really quickly, and the metal made really high-pitches pings that sorta sounded like a song. Technus lifted his arm and slapped Danny downward. He slammed the concrete in front of it. I would've cringed if  I wasn't so sour about his partygoing.

EPISODE THREE 'One of a Kind' pt.3

As Tucker got back up off the floor, he realized that his glasses were off. He felt around on the floor, but couldn't find them. His PDA also laid on the floor, undamaged. The ghost picked it up. "That technology is so sleek, so...advanced." The ghost looked at the hunk of computerized metal protruding out of his arm, then back at the PDA. "Hmm...I wonder..." He ripped off the old circuit board and replaced it with the PDA. Tucker found his glasses just in time to see the wires of the two interconnect.
"HEY! I've got three more payments on that!" The ghost looked at Tucker, then back-handed him easily across the room.
"Marvelous." The ghost was admiring his new software. Danny flew into action, just in time for the ghost to blast him with a green ray. I watched Danny fly backward and slam against the wall. His hands and feet were bound with the same green energy that was around my mouth last night. Well that's just fantastic. As if this guy weren't already a bother as it is.
"Way to go Tucker. You just made the bad guy more bad!" Tuck was still kneeling on the floor.
"How was I supposed to know my PDA was ghost-compatible?"
"Say goodbye to this world, child!" The ghost pointed his fist toward Danny. His arm started ringing like it did to tell Tucker to check the schedule. The ghost checked his arm. "What? Fly to library to get a book on the eating habits of the purple back gorilla?" The ghost's jet wings popped out involuntarily. He started to blast off. "No! Stop! The hunt is not over!" The ghost turned intangible and flew through the ceiling. Danny's binds disappeared.
"What happened?" I helped Danny up. He rubbed the back of his head.
"Who cares? At least I got a minute to relax and figure this out."
"Danny, where are you? Somebody here wants to meet you!" We looked up to where the voice was emanating.
"ACK! MY ROOM!" He became intangible and flew through the ceiling. Me and Tuck decided to get the heck out of there and let Danny explain himself for once.

EPISODE ONE Mystery Meat pt. 3

We were flying and he looked really tired. I wasn't really an expert on ghost physiology, but phasing us through the walls all the time probably took a lot out of him. "Gee, Danny. Fighting meat-monsters, flying through walls. You must be exhausted." 
"What? Of course not. What would...*inhales*give you that idea." His eyes shut, and we fell out of the sky. Asleep, Danny reverted to his plain-old self. After checking that Danny and  I had no new bruises, me and Tucker exchanged a look that said "Yep. He's exhausted." Me and Tucker silently picked our sleeping companion up and proceeded to carry him home.
"So... are you still mad about"
"What do you think!?" I shot him an infuriated glare.Tucker knew to keep his mouth shut this time around. We'd been friends for a while, but that connection was hanging by the threads. Danny was usually so good at straightening this kinda stuff out.
When we got to his house, Tucker immediately started covering.
"Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton! What a school day! Poor Danny nodded off." I saw Jazz in the kitchen trying to get her hair out of a 'Fenton Ecto-Vacuum' or something. "We figured we'd just carry him all the way home and tuck him into bed without any parental interaction whatsoever!" Wow. Tucker should rap. I can talk fast, too, but that kid...doesn't know when to shut it.
"Don't get up! We know where to go! Bye!" We hurried up the stairs and placed him in his bed. I sat in Danny's chair, looking at all of his posters. I didn't want to talk to Tucker without Danny awake for fear that I might personally murder him.


I looked over at Danny. He looked so peaceful... Especially since he didn't snore. I was bored, but that was no reason to risk Tucker's life by talking to him. I was actually considering sleeping, but the one bed was already in use and...that would be weird. Danny opened his eyes slowly. "Aaaah! Ah! W-what's going on?"
"You passed out. We took you home. You've been asleep for four days!" Danny sat up as quickly as he could.
"AH! FOUR DAYS!?" A panicked look came to his eyes. Tucker chuckled.
"Nah. It's only been a couple hours." Danny laid back slowly, now looking panicked at the ceiling. Seriously, Danny was under enough stress. As was I. If they weren't battling evil, I would understand that kind of joking, but here it's uncalled for. I put my hands on my hips, preparing to roast Tuck.
" Knock it off, Tucker! You almost killed him today! Give the kid a break."()  Tucker looked confused.
"ME!? I almost got him killed?! The only reason this happened is because you had to be unique. You had to take the meat away!" I crossed my arms and turned the other way. Danny looked like he was about to interject..."And I'm going to get it back!" Tuck said as he walked out the door. Oh, it's on.
"You wanna change that menu back?" I ran out the door after him, slamming it behind me. "YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO GET THROUGH ME TO DO IT!" I rushed home and called just about everyone I knew. We were going to protest.