Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ Glitches in Time ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

Chapter 11

"Samuel, could you look after them for a bit? I just remembered that there's something I want to do." Danielle said suddenly as the group of seven humans and four ghosts moved deeper into the tower.

"Neh," was Samuel's uncommunicative grunted response that his twin was fully capable of translating.

"Thanks a bunch," Danielle said brightly as she flashed a quick smile at the rest of the group before flying ahead. As she disappeared through another doorway they all could hear her calling out in a singsong voice.

"T.J! Oh T.J! Where are you!?"

"Help! Get me out of here!" Came the muffled response of a boy's voice.

"I'm going to kill you!" Danielle sang out.

The humans of the group gulped as they exchanged nervous looks. She was joking… wasn't she?

"On second though," the boy's voice came faintly, "Leave me here."

That confirmed it—apparently she wasn't.

"When I get my hands on you T.J.," Danielle's remarkably cheerfully voice sang, "I am going to cut out your heart, rip open your gut and feed your intestines to you. Then I am going to crack open your skull and pick your brains."

Many of the group turned very, very pale as they listened to the ghost girl's tirade. Danny and Vlad themselves were so white that they appeared more wraith like then ghost like.

"Danielle, stop it," Samuel growled at his sister who stood before a pile of collapsed gears with hands on her hips threateningly as he and the group entered the main hub of Time Castle, gears, clocks of all sizes and types ticking away, and giant bells could be seen throughout the room.

"Why?" Danielle whined in protest, "I haven't even started!"

"You're scaring them."

"Oh..." Danielle cast the group guilty looks, "Oops. But still, I think T.J. should see what's he's done this time."

"Ah... do I want to see?" Came a hesitant voice from beneath the pile of gears.

"Oh yes you do," Samuel said with a smirk as he and his sister turned their arms intangible and plunged them into the gears and pulled their friend out.

"Oh crud," the voice of the still invisible T.J. whimpered, "I am so dead."

Samuel and Danielle turned their limbs solid again, turning their friend visible. Two pairs of green eyes meet and blinked at each other.

"Great! More future children!" Valerie exclaimed in disgust.

"Tucker Junior, I'd like you to meet Teenage Daddy," Danielle said with a smirk as she draped an arm across the shoulders of her African-American friend, "Tucker, I'd like you to meet Tucker Junior, or as we call him, T.J."

"Okay, if you're my son, who's your mom?" Tucker asked as he looked at his practical mirror image, what was it with these future kids resembling them so strongly anyway?

Instantly two pairs of ghostly hands clamped over T.J's mouth.

"We told you, that's for us to know and for you to never find out," said two Phantoms. After releasing their friend Samuel glared at them as he planted his feet and crossed his arms across his chest, Danielle on the other hand began to drift about in the air.

"Come on," Tucker complained, "What is it with you guys not saying who your mothers are?"

"Hey, we look too much like our father's to deny it and we're not telling you who our mothers are because we sort of want to be born ya know." Danielle replied drolly as she rotated onto her side.

"So if you told us, you wouldn't be born?" Tucker theorised.

"Well, we're assuming that anyway," Danielle admitted with a shrug as she rolled upside down in the air, "How would you like to be told when your fourteen going on fifteen not only what happens to you in the future, but who you're going to marry and how many kids you're going to have? Not many, I can tell you that. Especially when you end up with someone you didn't even think was possible to be with, or didn't even think of them in 'That Way' when you were a teen."

Tucker and Danny grimaced, shuddering at some of the thoughts and possibilities that were brought to mind by what Danielle said.

"Okay," Tucker concluded, "We'll leave it at that."

"I do have one question though," Vlad suddenly said, Danielle cocking her head at him to indicate her receptiveness to it, "Your mother, is she ghost or human?"

"Well…" Danielle drawled out, all attention suddenly on her and the very predominate question, as she glanced at her brother. "I suppose we could tell you that."

Tucker practically leaned forward with eagerness, as did Danny and quite a few of the present females, Paulina in particular.

"Mom's human."

Everyone in the room looked at Danny, each thinking their own thoughts or ones similar to each other. Paulina was thrilled thinking that it meant she did get together with Phantom. Dash, Kwan, Star and Valerie all wonder who the heck the woman was and how did she stand begin with a ghost.

Tucker and Sam had thoughts similar to the four others but with a slight twist to it, did Danny's future wife even know of his unique blood and if she did, when'd she learn about them?

Danny and Vlad were also thinking along the same lines for once, apparently the genes of a halfling were dominant and it didn't matter that the children's blood was only technically one third; the ghostly genes were fully present and evident.

"So, exactly how do a ghost and a human have kids?" Valerie asked, personally mystified that Phantom apparently got together with a human woman. He was evil and not to be trusted and yet apparently had a wife and definitely four children. Heck he was a ghost for Christ's sake!

"The usually way. How does anything else have kids?" Danielle said with a smirk as she drifted back upright.

Valerie blanched, no way. "Eww!"

"No, the Box Ghost and the Lunch Lady, now that's eww," Danny said, loosing all but Tucker, Sam, and the two twins with his comment.

"Aw," Danielle pouted, adding to the confusion, "Box Lunch's not that bad, she actually rather neat."

"So says the Grim Reaper," Samuel muttered snidely.

"Hey, I don't make fun of your ghost friends; you don't make fun of mine."

"Keh," Samuel grunted.

"What's this?" Paulina's sultry accented voice was suddenly heard to say.

Turning their attention from the discussion at hand, they all looked at the attractive Latin teenager who had just picked up an object off the floor.

"Soup?" Paulina said as she unscrewed the cap.

"No!" Five voices shouted as the battered Thermos was opened.

A massive shadow rose from the opening, consolidating into the form of a ghost that radiated darkness causing Paulina to drop it in fearful shock.

He loomed in stature over the all, black cape flapping from his energy, physically built along massive lines, muscles on his chest and arms bulging, white hair flaming, skin ghostly green and eyes a burning red.

 "Well who do we have here?" The ghost's dark voice rumbled, "My self, my cheese head archenemy, Sam, Tucker, Valerie and my old high school classmates—another blast from the past."

"We'd love to catch up," Danielle chirped as she and her brother clapped their hands onto evil Dan Phantom's shoulders, "But we haven't finished repairs yet."

The evil ghost looked in confusion between the two faces of the Phantoms.

"So... try again in a month." Danielle concluded brightly with a smile as the twins brought the Thermos down upon his head, the blue vortex that emerged with its activation sucking the dark ghost back into his prison.

Danny blinked in befuddled shock. It had almost killed him to trap Dan Phantom and yet the twins handled him like he was nothing! Vlad was right, what type of monsters for children did he have?

Danielle capped the Fenton appliance then turned to Paulina with the Thermos in hand.

"See this?" She said as she gestured like a sale's person trying to entice a buyer at the object, "This is evil incarnate Daddy from an alternate timeline. No touchy."

"Stupid Disney movie," Samuel muttered sotto voice.

"Ah, Danielle I see you found the Thermos," a deep voice that resonated with power said as a ghost emerged from the shadows. "And to the others, welcome to my domain, I am Clockwork, Master of Time."

Those who had not meet Clockwork previously all stared with agape expressions at the ghost that stood before them.