Powder
Vlad hovered above Danny's bed. He pulled out a tiny container filled with violet powder. Dumping it on our sleeping hero, he whispered, "Say goodnight little badger, forever." Once outside the house, he laughed maniacally. Danny heard him and sat straight up, startled.
Danny had forgotten the incident from the night before. He reached for his annoying alarm clock, only to phase right through it. He groaned, then tried again, with no success.
His sister came into his room. "Danny!" she yelled. "Turn off that alarm clock!" She looked around the room. "Danny?" Jazz sighed and turned it off for him.
Danny rolled over and went back to sleep.
Jazz sat at the breakfast table. "Mom, dad? Have either of you seen Danny recently?" she asked. Maddie frowned.
"Not since last night honey, why do you ask?"
"Well, his alarm clock went off and he just let it go. I figured that he was just being lazy. But when I went to wake him up, he wasn't even there."
"Don't worry, Jazzypants!" Jack exclaimed. "I'm sure he'll turn up eventually! He always does." Jazz and Maddie glared at him.
"Jack, I think we need to talk," said Maddie
Sunlight was coming through the window and was irritating Danny's eyes through his eyelids. Danny opened his eyes and glanced at the clock. "Noon?" he yelped. "I'm so late for school I'll probably get detention 'til next year! Mr. Lancer's gonna kill me."
Danny scrambled to get dressed. He ran his fingers through his hair and ran through the door. He passed his mom on the stairs. "Hi mom!" he called. "Really gotta go, mind not grounding me 'til I get home? Thanks!" Danny went ghost in the living room when he saw that neither of his parents were around and flew to school.
Maddie looked around in confusion. She could have sworn she had heard Danny.
At Casper High:
Danny landed in the bathroom and changed back. He ran to lunch. The lunch line was shut down. 'Great,' he thought. Danny slid into his usual spot at his usual table with his friends. "Hey guys!"
They didn't get a chance to respond, due to the bell ringing. Danny's ghost sense went off. "I've got to go," he said, jogging out of the cafeteria.
Danny rolled his eyes when he saw who it was. "You again?"
The ghost was busy digging boxes out of the school kitchen, but turned around when he heard Danny's voice. "I am the Box Ghost!" he announced, unnecessarily.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Danny mumbled, reaching for his thermos, only to realize that he'd left it at home. Danny felt his eyes change. "I'll take care of you when I get back." Danny went ghost and headed home.
His mood didn't improve when he saw his dad running around the living room with what looked like a giant magnifying glass. Maddie was peering around him, trying to see what he was up to. "Jack," she said. "What exactly does that thing do?"
"It's the Fenton Tracer. It picks up and shows any invisible evidence of ghosts." he explained. "There's been one all over our house." Jack moved the tracer. It now pointed at Danny, who tried to find a place to hide. Too late. "Maddie! The ghost boy is right here! Floating! Invisible!" Jack shouted.
That could be a problem. But Danny will get out of it, right? Or will he? Muahaha! I mean, please review?