Danny rummaged around in his pockets and, to his surprise, found sixty whole dollars. "Huh. You'd think I would've lost that by now." He remarked slyly as he handed thirty bucks to the cashier and pocketed the change. Danny was trying hard to break his habit of floating everywhere; regular people don't really do that. Danny got out of the bathroom in a white and red t-shirt and jeans and twenty-seven dollars in a plastic bag and Sam and Tucker turned to leave. Danny walked surprisingly well for someone who had only been floating around on a surreal plane between solid existence and a whole different dimension for two years. Tucker, Sam and Danny were fixated in a heated argument over whether meat was the root of all evil or not when they were approached by another teenage girl. "Sorry to, like, barge in, but why is your hair all white like my grandpa?" Danny pursed his lips. "It's... uh... really blonde?" He answered. "Oh! That makes, like, so much sense!" The girl replied as she speed-walked away.

When the girl was gone, Danny, Tucker and Sam burst out laughing. "Good save, Danny!" Snickered Sam in delight. "I'm glad you didn't use that excuse with us!" Said Tucker, wiping a small tear from his eye. "Hey, I was on the spot there!" Argued Danny, still laughing as he watched the arguably pretty girl turn a corner. "Though it was pretty dumb." Danny cleared his throat as he noticed the people staring at this group of giggling kids. The kid with the glasses and giant backpack who was holding a phone, the laughing goth girl with giant boots and a 'save the frogs' badge, and the strange white-haired one whose eyes glowed compellingly. "Honestly, guys, this has been the best weekend ever. I kinda wish I'd used that Ouija board sooner." "Aw, stop." "We were pretty awesome..." Another wave of laughter started as the three friends walked out of the door to the shopping centre, tears still streaming down their cheeks.

That night, at nine-thirty, the three faced a small predicament. Namely, where was Danny supposed to live? After scouring the town for around five minutes, Danny quickly thought of something. "The library!" He suddenly said. "I can turn invisible and sleep there." The group collectively sighed and slumped down on a bench. "You know, Danny, your eyes kinda glow in the dark." Tucker turned from his planner to Danny. "Oh yeah. They *yawn* do. Sam and I should get home before curfew." Tucker looked to Sam and corrected himself. "I should get home before curfew. Bye!" As Tucker headed down the street, lugging his backpack onto his shoulders, Sam looked at Danny's glowing green eyes with faint worry. "You sure you'll be able to meet us at the park on time with all those books?" Danny nodded. "I'm sure I can handle it." He looked at the bright lights surrounding the street, lighting up the town for five meters at a time until the only light source was the moon. And the figure in a shop window.

Wait, what?!

Sam noticed Danny staring at the street behind her, to the left, and immediately became suspicious. "Danny? Is there something- woah." Sam stared in wonder at the glowing figure that was starting to take shape. The figure became a small, floating girl who looked equally as surprised as the two gaping teens. The girl looked around, checking to see if someone had noticed her, and screamed. She quickly phased through the roof, still screaming shrilly, her brown ponytail flicking over her ragged clothes as she turned invisible. Danny and Sam said three simple words that perfectly summed up the situation: "What just happened?" They stood looking at each other for a few seconds until Sam felt something in her pocket. "What if it has something to do with this?" Sam pulled the silver and green device from her pocket and looked at it. It seemed to emit small waves, much like what you see distorting the road when it gets really hot. "I think so!" Danny said, still flabbergasted at what in the world just happened in the shop.

"Should I-" "Try it." Sam twisted the knobs in every direction they would go, but the most that happened was the occasional blue-white flicker in Danny's appearance. "I don't think anything's changing..." Sam commented as she watched Danny. Her eyes glazed over and focussed lightly on his black hair- "Sam!" Sam snapped back to reality and saw his white hair. "Can you try that again?" Sam twisted the knobs and watched as green and white faded into grey, then blue and black as glowing rings passed over him. His skin seemed to get a shade lighter, too. "I think I did that once!" He exclaimed as he pulled his now ebony black hair over his face to take a look. Sam looked at him quizzically, her head cocked. "The blue rings just... appeared... and I looked human again! Then they appeared and I was back to white hair, and it never happened again." Sam looked on in curiosity at this short but intriguing story. "Interesting..." She mused. "I think we should turn you back though... just for now, you know why." Danny sadly nodded as the blue, glowing ringlets consumed his appearance again. "If people see someone they thought were dead, they might be freaked out, right?" Sam looked distant. "Yeah... they would." She replied, expression blank. She looked at the time- 10:43- and pocketed the device that seemed to disrupt... what? Ghost waves? Ectoplasmic energy? "I think I have to go, it's pretty late." Sam said, breaking the silence she forgot was there. "Ok! Bye." Danny grabbed his books, appearance wavering slightly, and walked through the library with a final wave as Sam turned the street.

Danny woke up on a comfy couch clutching a pile of books with one hand. He rubbed his forehead and, in a daze, thought 'I must've fallen asleep on the couch again...' He yawned and blinked, remembering the situation he was in as he took in his surroundings. Right; He was invisible, intangible, and on a couch in the library. And more importantly, he'd be late in an hour. Almost becoming visible, Danny teetered on the floor for a moment before zipping off, almost dropping his Math book on the way. Although he'd spent most of his time in a select few places when he was in that sort of in-between world, he still knew the town like the back of his hand, especially from an aerial view. 'It really does look beautiful from the clouds,' he thought as he caught that one math book that kept falling. Well, actually, it looked more like a box with the word 'MATH' on the front. Well, it didn't matter now, because the park was right underneath him and he could see Tucker and Sam.

Danny landed, flew behind a tree and walked towards Sam and Tucker, making sure nobody was looking as he and his books became visible. "Hey guys!" He said, waving a hand. Tucker and Sam turned and saw Danny drop the 'MATH' book that was in his hand. They also watched it glow, expand, and finally burst. Then, they watched, still, as a small, burly figure floated out and shouted in the least scary voice Danny had ever heard, "BEWARE! For I am the BOX GHOST!" As the plump ghost continued his cliche monologue, Sam pulled a silver thermos from her backpack and, to Danny's amazement and Tucker's... opposite... of amazement, she trapped the ghost with a bright blue tendril that curled around his previously box-covered stomach.

"What was that?!" Danny's other books dropped to the neatly cut grass, bouncing a little. Sam and Tucker snickered. "Oh yeah!" Remembered Tucker. "That's the box ghost." "No, I meant the-" "I know, dude! Just messing with ya. That's the Fenton Thermos. Remember those two ghost hunters that came to Sam's when you were in there?" He waited for Danny to nod. "We're family friends, so we catch evil ghosts with some of the stuff they give us." Danny picked his books up again, for the hundredth time that day, and put them in his small bag. "Cool! When'd you guys start catching ghosts?" Tucker turned to Sam and gave her a look like he was asking her a question without words. Sam nodded. "It was actually to catch you." She began.