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Danny exploded out of the portal and into the lab, nearly running into Sam and Tucker. He fell out of the air in front of them and said, "Miss me?" His friends ran to help him up. Danny again realized how much pain he was in and winced. "Danny, are you okay?" Sam asked. "Yeah, you're bleeding, or at least I think you are," Tucker added, examining the greenish stain on his clothes. "I'm fine," he answered. "I just got shot, that's all." "Did Skulker shoot you?" Tucker asked. "Yes," Danny answered. "He was actually aiming for the bird, but I blocked it before he was hit." "Danny, that was very brave of you," Sam said. "Stupid, but nonetheless brave." "You should get that bandaged," Tucker said, pointing to Danny's injured shoulder. "The blood loss could end up causing shock or something." "You sound like you've been reading one of our CPR books," Sam pointed out. "But he's right, Danny, you really should get that bandaged." Danny switched back into his normal mode and sat down, looking at his wounded arm. The green stain had become red. "Hey, I was right, you were bleeding!" Tucker said in a cheerful voice. "Hey, what's that?" He pointed to a glowing bullet on the floor. Danny picked it up with his good arm. "Skulker hit me with it," he said. "It must only work on ghosts. My parents will have a ball with this." Danny placed it into an empty vial on the table and sealed it with a rubber stopper. "Sam, do you know where the emergency kit is?" "No," Sam replied. "But that's only because we've never had to use it." "Look under the kitchen sink," Danny instructed. "It's in a white box with a red rod with two snakes on it. There should be some antibiotics and some clean bandages in there."

Sam ran upstairs and looked under the kitchen sink. She noticed the box instantly with its bright red health emblem. She grabbed it and rushed back downstairs, setting it on the table. Danny opened it and took out a tube of neosporin and a white bandage. "We should rinse the wound first," Tucker said remembering something he had read in health class. "Good thing Tucker pays attention in life skills," Sam said in a slightly surprised tone. Danny rolled up the sleeve of his T-shirt and ran to the sink, where he started to splash water onto his injury. He used a clean rag to dry off the wound and then spread some of the neosporin on it. Tucker helped wrap his shoulder in the bandage and then said, "Now, Mr. Fenton, I don't want you to unwrap this until Christmas!" Danny looked at Tucker in a confused way and then looked at Sam who had the same confused look on her face. The two laughed. "Tucker, stick with computers," Danny said. "I don't think you'll make a very good comedian."

The next day at school, Danny was at his locker when Dash walked up to him and said, "Hey, Fenton, where's my bird?" Danny wasn't going to get bullied around this time. This time he was ready. "Your pet's still at my house. You might need to come over after school and get it," Danny said somewhat slyly, pash picked up on this tone of voice and said, "All right, Fenton, what'd you do to my bird?" "Nothing, nothing at all," Danny said. "He had a little accident in my parent's lab, but he's okay." "He better be," Dash muttered as he stalked off. Danny smiled slyly. Dash was getting his bird back, but in a way he wasn't really getting his bird back. He smiled and put on his backpack, careful not to hit his bad shoulder with it. He met Sam and Tucker in front of the school as always. "So, did you tell Dash about his bird?" Sam asked. "No, I figure he can find out on his own," Danny said. "And besides, he deserves it for shoving his stupid pet on me in the first place." "True dat," Tucker said, hi-fiving Danny. They started to walk towards Danny's house. "Don't you think it's a little mean to be doing this to Dash?" Sam asked. "I mean, he does deserve it, but that doesn't mean that you should start acting like him." Tucker and Danny looked at each other and said "Naah!" They hi-fived each other again and laughed. "Boys," Sam said to herself. "Can't live with 'em, can't enjoy their stupid antics without 'em."

The doorbell rang. "I've got it," Danny yelled. He opened the door and there was Dash, waiting for his pet. "So, where's Mr. Squawkers?" he asked. "Hold on, I'll go get him," Danny said as he rushed upstairs and into his bedroom. He grabbed the bird's cage and rushed downstairs with it, causing Mr. Squawkers to protest loudly. "Here's your bird, Dash, enjoy," Danny said quickly as he shut the door. Sam sighed loudly and said "Five, four, three, two, one..."

Dash's screaming could be heard from outside of the house. Danny ran to the window and peeked out at Dash, now flailing his arms at the transformed Mr. Squawkers. He mouthed "You're gonna pay for this, Fenton" and continued to shoo the bird in vain. Danny shrugged and looked at Dash innocently as if to say, "Sorry, but I'm not liable for what happened to your pet while it was in my care." He closed the drapes and looked at Sam and Tucker who were now rolling on the floor laughing. "Oh, man, you are so gonna get sued!" Tucker said. "Hey, I'm too young to go to adult jail," Danny shot back. "Great job, Mr. Squawkers," he said to himself. For a split second, he thought he heard a squawking noise in hfs head. He was surprised for a moment, but then realized it was just Mr. Squawkers telling him "Thanks for everything, and don't worry, your secret's safe with me." Danny smiled. He turned to his friends and said, "You know, I think i could give a job with animals a shot." "That's great, Danny!" Sam said. "There's this opening down at the zoo. They need some help with feeding and cleaning the animals." "On second thought," Danny said, "I think I'll just stick to watching it from afar. I don't think I'm quite ready to get that up close and personal yet."

Feh….. What'd you think?