Chapter 4: Attack of the Killer Garage Sale.

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Here we fade-in into the Fenton Works' kitchen, where Jazz is tutoring Dash at the kitchen table. Dash is staring dreamily at her.

Jazz: *While demonstrating on paper*  Okay, in algebraic terms, "A" squared plus "B" squared equals "C" squared, where "C" is the hypotenuse while "A" and "B" are the sides of the triangle. *Looks up* Got it?

Dash: *Sighing*  Ahh...

Jazz: Dash, you have to Focus! I'm doing a Thesis on tutoring the un-tutorable, and you're disproving my thesis that nobody's un-tutorable!

Dash: You know, you're beautiful when you use the word *Scratching his head* untu--untu--un...uh...whatever that word is.*Goes back to staring at her*

We then see (F/N) and Danny walk in from the basement stairs, drinking from a glass. His eyes are closed.

Danny: Hey, Jazz. *Opens eyes and frowns* Dash! W-what are you doing here?

(F/N): And not in detention? Or better yet, prison.

Danny leans against his drink on the table. His arm turns invisible and falls through the table, causing Dash's homework to fly everywhere, including landing a book on Dash's head.

(F/N): *Laughs* Nice.

Dash: Watch it, Fentonowski! *Sees (F/N) and screams* Wh-what are you doing here?!

(F/N): I live here dingus. jeez no wonder you need a tutor.

Dash: Why you little-!

(F/N): Hey I'm not your dating life so quit yapping.

Danny and Jazz could laugh at (F/N)'s joke.

(F/N): Come on Danny, let's leave Dash to his "date" since apparently the only date he can get is a study date.

Danny: *Laughs* Right behind you.

We then see (F/N) and Danny go down the basement leaving Dash and Jazz.

Dash: *Takes the book off his head. Reaching into jacket* Now that those twinkies are out of the way, *Pulls out invitation*  you're coming to my party Saturday, right? It'll be a chance for you to see me in my rightful setting, *Hands Jazz invite* king of Casper High.

Jazz: And a great place to work on my thesis on the effects of being mean to my brother and then asking me out. *Looks at invite* Hmm. I'll go, on one condition.

We Cut to (F/N) and Danny walking into the Fenton Works' lab, where Jack is holding the Ghost Weasel.

Jack: *Cutting off Danny's walking*  Hey, Danny, (F/N)! Check out my latest innovation in ghost-grabbing technology, the Ghost Weasel! It collects ambient ghost energy and shoots it into the Ghost Zone.

(F/N): Does it work?

Jack: Why wouldn't it? Only one way to find out.

Jack turns the Ghost Weasel on and it starts sucking in loose papers. It then sucks in the Fenton Thermos, which gets stuck in its opening.

Jack: *Struggles to remove thermos* Darn it! Better get the Fenton Unlodger. *Places Ghost Weasel on the ground and hands Danny it's nozzle. Runs off-screen*

(F/N): *Shakes her head* Humans…

Danny: Dad, couldn't you just throw it into…

He presses the "REVERSE" button on the Ghost Weasel, which shoots out the thermos. The thermos hits the "ON" button of the Ghost Portal, whose doors open up.

Danny:  Reverse?!

Technus comes out of the portal, laughing maniacally.

Technus: Children! You have freed me, Technus, ghost master of science and electrical technology!

Danny: Oh no you don't! *Jumps in air and goes ghost* You're not going to use the technology in this lab to take over the world!

Technus: What? *Looks around the lab* That's a great idea! Have you ever considered tutoring?

(F/N): *Changes form* Danny!

Danny: Oh come on, how was I supposed to know he would actually do that.

(F/N): Ugh whatever, let's just shut this guy down.

(F/N) and Danny charge at Technus, who materializes a lightning rod in his hands and shocks both of them with it, sending them spiraling backwards.

(F/N): I am not dumped on by this-this lower life form!

Danny: Yeah you know what? I've already been dumped-on once in my own house. *Picks up Ghost Weasel nozzle*  And that's enough for one day!

(F/N) and Danny then turned the Ghost Weasel on and sucked Technus in with a bunch of papers. The Weasel then sucks in some lab equipment, which causes its containment chamber to burst, sending green goo all over the lab. (F/N) and Danny float with a worried look while holding the broken nozzle.

Jack: *Off-screen* Danny, (F/N) I'm coming back, and I can't wait to see the lab looking exactly as I left it.

(F/N): Cheese it!

(F/N) and Danny both phase out through the ceiling phase out of the room as Jack comes in and looks around critically.

Jack: *Smiling* Yep. Perfect.

Later on, we see you all outside of Nasty Burger.

Sam: *Off-screen* So, Saturday night plans.

We fade into the interior of the Nasty Burger. (F/N), Danny, Sam, and Tucker are sitting at a booth. Danny is staring off, not paying attention to the conversation.

Sam: I say we hit the amusement park. I hear the new roller coaster has a free fall that'll take three years off your life expectancy.

Tucker: No way. It costs forty bucks just to get in there, not to mention food and stuff.

Sam: Hey, if you're tapped out, I could lend you the cash.

Tucker: "Lend" means *Making air quotes* "repay," and "repay" is out of my reach. Right, Danny and (F/N)? *Notices you and Danny aren't listening*  Danny? (F/N)? Hello?!

Sam and Tucker look to see what Danny is staring at, which is Dash handing out party invitations to his friends, who cheer. Dash then hands an invite to Paulina and winks at her.

(F/N): Grrr…..

(F/N) picked up a burger and threw it at Dash as hard as she could as it hit the jock knocking him away from Paulina.

Dash: Ow! Who threw that?!

(F/N): Tucker did it.

Tucker: Wait what? *Gets a burger smushed on his head by Dash* Oof! *To (F/N)* You know hou can't say that when I'm right here.

(F/N): Tucker said it.

Tucker: Oh brother.

Sam: Really (F/N)?

(F/N): Please you'd do the same thing if you were in my shoes, then again you wouldn't be able to pull off flats.

Sam: Fair enough.

Danny: Great. It's the hottest party of the whole school year.

(F/N): And Paulina's going.

Danny: And I'm not, again.

Sam: *To (F/N)* I don't get it. What do you see in her?

We then cut to Paulina telling her order to the cashier.

Paulina: Okay, uh, let me get the Mighty Meaty Cheesy Melt. Um, how meaty is that?

Cashier: That would be "Mighty" meaty.

Paulina: Well, can I get it a "Might"-less meaty?

Cashier: *Typing into cash register*

That's one Mighty Mini Meaty Cheesy Melt.

Paulina smiles, as we cut back to (F/N) and the trio

Sam: *Sarcastically* You're right. She's a goddess.

(F/N): *Chuckles* *Looks at Paulina* Yeah she is…

Sam: *In her head* Seriously, what does (F/N) even see in her.

Tucker: Why don't we get invited to the really cool parties? We've got style, charm, good looks. At least I do, anyway.

(F/N): Since when do you have good style, charm and good looks? That's what I have and you don't.

Danny: Oh burn!

Sam: Dream on. On the social circuit, we're as invisible as Danny in his ghost mode. Not that it'll matter five years from now, but we have each other, right?

Just then we see Dash come to the table and give (F/N) and Danny some invitations.

Dash: *Slapping invitations in Danny and (F/N)'s  face* Here! Your sister made me invite you both.

Sam and Tucker smile hopefully at Dash.

Dash: *Pointing at (F/N) and Danny* Just you two! Show up, shut it, go home, and nobody gets hurt. *Gets wedgies by you* AHHHH!!!

(F/N): Aside from you? *Drops Dash*

Dash: *falls on the floor* Grrr…. *Gets up and leave*

Danny smiles at the invitation. A random girl walks by and waves at him.

Girl: Hey, Danny! Hey (F/N)!

Kwan: *Walk up to the table* What's up, Fentons? *Raises arms* Party! *Leaves*

Paulina: *Walking by and waving* See you Saturday, you two.

(F/N): See ya Paulie.

Danny: I'm...I'm invited! *Hugging invitation* I've arrived!

(F/N): We've arrived Danny.

Sam: Swell. Send us a postcard from Popularity-ville.

Danny: *Running out of Nasty Burger* We will!

(F/N): Later gators. *Follows Danny*.

We Fade to the exterior of Casper High. Tucker, Danny, and Sam are walking towards the school.

Tucker: Seriously, you two. Ever since you got that invitation, you two arw all about the "In" crowd. Well mostly Danny, (F/N) was already in the in-crowd.

Danny: Come on, Tuck. *Chuckling* That's ridiculous. *Stops and pumps fist in air*  Kwan! Looking good!

Cut to Kwan, who is talking to Valerie.

Kwan: *Turns and points to Danny* Fenton Meister! Tennyson Meister! *Raises arms* Woo hoo!

(F/N): You too Kwan.

Sam: He's right, Danny. It's like--

Dash: *Off-screen* Hey, Fenton!

We Cut to Dash holding a magazine and standing with Dale and another jock.

Dash: Come here!

Danny races over to Dash while (F/N) follows him.

Sam: --We're not even here.

Dash: If you're coming to my party, you have to look the part. *Handing Danny magazine. It has high-end clothes on the cover* This is what we're all wearing Saturday. Very high-end, very hip, very Dash. You do have one, right?

Danny: Huh? Uh, yeah! Oh, sure. I-I have two. That's how hip and high-end I am.

Dash: Well, wear one. I might have had to invite you, but if you embarrass me, your sister's going to be doing her thesis on your- *sees (F/N) glaring at him with red in her eyes* U-u-uh I-I-I-I mean uh, in-in your brain?

(F/N): That's what I thought. *Pulls Dash's ear making him yelp in pain* And don't you ever threaten Danny like that again or flirt with Jazz or Paulina, I will have your hide, do you I make myself clear?

Dash: Y-y-yes ma'am.

(F/N): Good.

(F/N) let's go of Dash as he ran away as we see Sam and Tucker walk up to the duo.

Danny : Oh, man. *Looks at the magazine.* This must cost a fortune! Where am I going to get the money by Saturday?

Sam: You know, I almost hate to offer--

Paulina: *Off-screen* Hey, Danny, (F/N)!

We cut to Paulina waving a music album around while sitting on a blanket with a stereo.

Paulina: You two wanna hear my new CD? It's really crunk!

Danny: *To Tucker* Is crunk good?

Tucker: It's Paulina.

Danny: Crunk's good! *To Paulina* Be right there!

(F/N): Me too!

Danny and (F/N) go over and (F/N) sits next to Paulina.

Sam: Okay, this is getting really annoying.

(F/N): *while listening to the song* Wow, really good song Paulie you got good taste.

Paulina: Awe thanks (F/N).

(F/N): Anytime.

Paulina: Also, Paulie?

(F/N): What? It's a cute nickname for you.

Paulina: *Blushes* Wha-?! Cute? Me?!

(F/N): Well yeah heh, you are very pretty. Ah who am I kidding, bring it in.

(F/N) then hugs Paulina as she is now blushing redder than tomato and Danny notices this.

Danny: Woah…

Paulina: *Internal gay panic*

(F/N): *Let's go* Man that felt good, *sees steam coming from Paulina's head* Uh, you okay Paulie?

Paulina: *Still red in the face* O-oh uh… yeah I-I'm fine.. t-totally fine… *in her head* ¡Oh Dios, ella es tan linda! (Translation; Oh gosh she's so cute!)

(F/N): Hmm, *Smiles* well okay.

Danny: *In his head* I bet those two would make a nice couple.

We then fade to the Fenton Works' kitchen, where Maddie and Jack are working with a cooking gadget while Jazz reads a book. The gadget begins to bounce around and make growling noises.

Jazz: Mom, what are you making?

Maddie: Hot dogs!

Jack: We invented a way to cook them ten times faster than a microwave.

The gadget dings and Maddie opens its lid. The hot dogs, which have faces, rise up and begin growling and barking. Maddie shuts the lid on them.

Jazz: Great. You've figured out how to put the "Frank" back in "Frankenstein."

Just then we see (F/N) and Danny walk in the kitchen.

Danny: Hey, Dad, can you spare me some cash? I-I need to buy some clothes for Saturday.

Jack: Danny, Danny, Danny. You know, as inventors, your mother and I have plenty of money.

Maddie: But as parents, we understand that you should understand the value of money. *Rubbing fingers together* You want money, you gotta earn it.

(F/N): I could always lone you some money, *pulls out a $100 bill* see?

Maddie: Woah, uh (F/N) I'm pretty sure Danny doesn't need that much.

Danny: Yeah but thanks for the offer (F/N) but I'll pass, *to Maddie* and you mean, get a job?

Jack: That, or sell something. Like your old comic books or some other junk you don't need.

Maddie: Uh, speaking of which, *Points to boxes of goo-covered machine parts*  that junk from the Ghost Weasel explosion needs to go in the shed, if there's room. That old barn hasn't been cleaned out in years.

Jack: *Hugging one of the boxes* This is not junk! Every single item in this box is of vital importance to me.

Maddie: *Grabs a part from the box* Do you even know what this is?

Jack: *Inspects part*  Not a clue. But I know it's important, *Handing box to Danny* so it's off to the shed.

(F/N): You really need to clean that shed, it's gonna explode at some point.

Jack: Absolutely not, like I said every item is important.

(F/N): Even the ghost weasel?

Jack: Even the ghost weasel.

(F/N): *Sighs* Mr. Fenton, you're a packrat.

Jack: Am not.

Maddie: You kind of are hun.

We fade to the interior of the Fentons' shed. Jack opens the door and turns on the light. He, (F/N) and Danny are each carrying a box of parts. Danny places his box in another box, and you do the same and Jack drops him to the ground.

Jack: You know, maybe I should get rid of this junk. *Dusting off hands*  Ah well, that's a job for another day.

Jack leaves the shed. (F/N) and  Danny follow, but pauses at the light switch.

Danny: Saturday's another day. *Turns off the light and close the door*

The parts in the boxes begin to glow green from the goo. We then Fade to Danny modeling one of the parts to Mr. Lancer as part of a sidewalk garage sale.

Danny: It's a perfectly good vacuum motor, Mr. Lancer. Only used once! *Mr. Lancer takes the motor* Ten bucks. *Gets elbowed by (F/N)* Oof, I mean twenty bucks.

(F/N): Better.

Mr. Lancer: Looks to be in fine shape. This should fix my Hair Hornet very nicely.

Lancer hands some money to Danny. Tucker is lounging in a chair behind him.

Tucker: Hair Hornet? The crazy vacuum cleaner-slash-hair clipper *Miming scissoring motion with fingers* They sell it on TV? Don't you need hair for that?

Lancer: *Looks up at his bald head*  Good one, Mr. Foley. I'll remember that on Monday, when I'm grading tests.

Mr. Lancer walks away. Sam walks up and hands Danny some money.

Sam: Just sold a toaster. You know, I'm surprised your dad's letting you sell off all his stuff. *Holds up a remote* He's such a pack rat.

(F/N): That's what I said.

Danny: Yeah, well, he's been planning on getting rid of this junk for a long time. He won't even miss it, I hope.

Tucker: *Opening up a sun reflector to tan with*  I'm pleased with the turnout today. We're doing a really brisk business.

(F/N): Yeah we got good business day.

Danny: *Counting a stack of money*  I'm still twenty bucks short of what I need for those sweats. *Puts money in his pocket.*

Sam: You're still welcome *Tucker stands up next to her* to hang with us tonight. Mega-movie marathon at my place.

Danny: Your place? Wow. You never invited us to your place before.

Sam: That's because we're usually fighting ghosts with you. I figured it's time--

We then cut to Dash standing at a nearby table.

Dash: *Yelling* Hey, Fentina! And… (F/N).

(F/N) and Danny walk over to Dash.

Sam: --For you to totally ignore me for about the billionth time this week.

Dash: Jazz has given me so much extra schoolwork that my computer's overloaded. Got anything to make it work?

Danny: Oh, sure do. *Picks up a computer part and software* This motherboard and this Portals XL operating system will make it work like it's brand new! *Hands Dash the software* Twenty bucks takes it all, and I'll even *Picks up upgrade disk* throw in this upgrade disk.

Dash: Done. See you two tonight. And just because I can't believe I'm saying it, *Pokes Danny in the chest*  I will say it again. See you two tonight.

(F/N): Whatever you say flathead.

He takes the upgrade disk from Danny and walks away, throwing money over his shoulder, which Danny catches.

Danny: Twenty bucks! *Raises hands in the air* I'm in! Oh, jeez. I better get to the mall before the shops close. *Go back over to you, Sam and Tucker.* You guys don't mind cleaning up for me, do you? Great! See ya! *Runs off*

Sam: *Crosses arms* So now we're his clean-up crew, too?

She looks over to where Tucker was standing, but he's running off as well, waving back to her.

Tucker: See you tonight!

(F/N): *Walks off*  Bye.

Sam: And now I'm alone.

We fade to Tucker walking up to Sam's house later that night. He rings the doorbell, and Sam opens the door while talking on her phone. Tucker walks inside.

Sam: *Over the phone*  Right. That's two mediums, one pepperoni, and one veggie. Put it on my tab. *Hangs up and closes the door. To

Tucker Hey, Tucker.

Tucker: I hope they hustle. I'm starving.

The doorbell rings immediately and Sam opens the door to reveal a delivery boy, Nate carrying two pizzas.

Nate: Here's your pizza, Sam.

Sam: *Takes the pizzas* Thanks, Nate. *Hands him some money*

Nate: Ten bucks? Thanks, Sam!

Nate walks away and Sam closes the door behind him.

Tucker: You tipped the guy a ten-spot?

Sam: Whoops. Sorry. I thought it was one dollar. *Walking past Tucker*

Come on. We're watching movies downstairs.

We Cut to Tucker reaching the bottom of the stairs, where he is left in awe of Sam's home theater, which includes a giant movie screen, two lounge seats, a popcorn machine, and a soda fountain.

Tucker:This is your downstairs?!

Sam: *Setting pizzas down on the snack bar* What? Too much?

Tucker: *Nodding and walking forward*  Uh-huh.

Sam: I know, I should have told you and Danny this a long time ago, but my family's kind of...filthy rich. Weird, huh?

Tucker: *Drops his backpack in surprise*  Whoa! Time-out! You're loaded?

Sam: My great-granddad Izzy was an inventor. He invented that machine *Twirling her finger in the air* that twirls cellophane around deli toothpicks.

Tucker: *Sitting in one of the seats* You're the deli toothpick cellophane-twirling heiress? No way!

Sam: *Opening one of the pizzas*  Look, if this is too much for you, we can do something else.

Tucker: Are you kidding?!

Cut to Mr. Lancer standing in his bathroom in front of the mirror.

Mr. Lancer: I can't think of a better way to spend *Holds up his razor* a Saturday night than with a back-shaving *Pulls shirt down around waist to reveal a full back of hair* jamboree.

He turns on the razor, which begins to glow green as its blades grow in length. Mr. Lancer tries to control the razor as it rumbles, but it breaks free, floats up into the air, and dive-bombs him, spinning around him before flying off. Mr. Lancer turns around to reveal a hash symbol shaved into his back. The razor crashes out the window and flies off down the street.

Cut to you and as we see Danny riding a motor scooter down the street, his new sweats hanging from his arm and (F/N) in her regular clothes as she was on her hellcycle.

Danny: *Looking down at sweats* Popularity, here I come.

(F/N): It's nice that you're making other friends Danny, but is this really what you want?

Danny: Of course it is, why do you ask?

(F/N): Just curious.

(F/N) and Danny both gasp as both ghost senses go off.

Mr. Lancer's razor flies over Danny's head and your head, knocking off your helmets then flies back again over to (F/N) and Danny, making him drop his sweats.

The end of the razor's cord wraps itself around (F/N) and Danny and pulls him into the air. The razor tries to attack Danny, but he stops it by catching its cord between his feet.

It tries to tug free, then lunges twice at (F/N) and Danny, who dodges the attacks.

Danny: *Balancing himself*  Whoa! Whoa! We  just got our hair the way we like it! On our heads!

(F/N): And I don't want anyone touching my hair!

The razor transforms into a giant single-bladed straight razor and looms over Danny.

Danny: And I'm way too young to shave!

(F/N): And I don't want to go bald!

(F/N) and Danny: Going ghost!

(F/N) and Danny go ghost, and as the razor lunges for you both  as your legs change into a ghostly tail and you and Danny  slips out of the cord. The razor slices into the sidewalk, and Danny flies up above it.

Danny: Okay, it's a haircut-

(F/N): Not a head-cut!

Danny flies at the razor, which transforms back into its original form and flies at him.

Both of them punch it out of the air and it bounces on the street, before transforming into a giant pair of scissors and lunging at him once again.

(F/N) and Danny split themselves in half and elongate their midsections to avoid the attack, and then grab onto the end of the cord as it flies past.

The scissors, (F/N)  and Danny then phase through a building, and crash out through a window on the other side.

(F/N) and Danny finally tug back on the cord to stop the scissors, and spin themselves around to gain momentum to throw them off into the distance.

(F/N) then notices a car below driving towards Danny's dropped sweats, and she  zooms down to save them at the last second.

As Danny inspects them, he notices a stray piece of glowing cord on the sidewalk.

Danny: *Turning back into human form*  I know I should be concerned, *Getting back on scooter* and I will be. Right after the party.  and thanks for the save (F/N).

(F/N): Anytime.

(F/N) and Danny both ride off to home as we fade back to Sam's house and into her home theater. Sam is leaning against the snack bar.

Sam: *Annoyed* Tucker, are we watching movies or not?

Tucker: *Sitting in chair with popcorn and a soda* Okay, okay. Just a few more questions. Could you buy a plane?

Sam: Yep.

Tucker: A yacht?

Sam: Yep.

Tucker: Um...a bowling alley?

Sam: Nope.

She presses a button on a remote and the movie screen wall slides out of view to reveal a four-lane bowling alley.

Sam: There's no place to put a second one.

Sam's grandmother, Ida rides out on a motorized scooter onto the bowling alley and bowls, getting a strike.

Ida: *Pumping her fist*  Yippee! Bubbe's hot tonight!

The movie screen wall closes back over the bowling alley.

Tucker: *Sniffs* That's weird, because you don't smell stinking rich.

Sam: *Sighs. Walking over to sit in the other chair* Will you stop it? That's the whole reason I didn't tell anybody.

Tucker: But I don't get it. With all this money, why do you hang out with me, (F/N) and Danny? If you flash a little of that bling bling, you'd be Miss Popularity!

Sam: I don't need popularity, Tucker, especially not if I have to buy it.

Tucker: You should tell that to Danny. Can you believe people actually spent good money on that old junk from his parents' shed?

Sam: Well, I did snag *Holds up a glowing-green remote*  this really cool remote for three bucks. And he did give Dash a pretty good deal on the computer stuff.

Cut to Dash's bedroom, where Dash is typing on his computer.

Dash: Maybe Fenton's not such a loser after all. Hehe, as if. But this thing runs like a race car! *His watch beeps and he reads its alert: "PARTY TIME."* Whoa! Getting late. Better shower and change before the early birds show up.

He gets up from his computer and leaves. The computer screen goes blank, and then Technus's face shows up on it as he smiles and laughs maniacally.

Fade to the Fenton Works' kitchen, where Jazz walks to and opens the fridge, only to scream and shut it closed after the ghost hot dogs start barking and growling at her.

Jazz: Great. Leftovers.

Danny slides into the kitchen, showing off his new sweats that he's wearing.

Danny: Well, is it the bomb? Is it fresh? Is it stoopid, *Holding up two fingers* with an "o-o?"

Jazz: Oh, it's stupid. I'll give you that. Hey where's (F/N)?

(F/N) teleport behind Jazz as we see her wearing a black top and a matching black skirt with it.

Jazz: Ah! *Sees (F/N)* Woah, you clean up good.

(F/N): Thanks, it'll be so nice to go out tonight.

Jazz: You go out with Danny every day.

(F/N): Well yeah, but this is different, I get to go to a normal highschool party.

Danny: *To Jazz* Well, you'll change your tune when you see me at the party. *Notices Jazz is still in her normal clothes.* When are you changing?

Jazz: Not changing. Not going.

Danny: What? You're the only reason Dash invited me!

Jazz: Not caring.

Jack: *Off-screen* Code red!

Jazz: And...not staying.

Jazz walks away. Jack rushes in, looming over Danny in a panicked state.

Jack: Somebody raided the junk shed while we were away. *Grabs onto (F/N) and Danny* Danny, (F/N)  did you two see anything?!

(F/N): Uh no?

Danny: *Suspiciously* Uh, no, no! Not a thing, but... *Jack drops you and Danny* we should compare notes *Walking out backwards* once I get home from the party. Bye!

Jack: Good plan, son! In the meantime, I'd better secure the lab.*Opens the fridge*  Cover me, boys. Serpentine! *A chain of ghost hot dogs flies out and wraps itself around Jack*

We fade to (F/N)  and Danny walking up to Dash's front door.

Danny: Okay, this is it. Don't screw it up. Look out, world, here comes Danny Fenton!

Just as Danny was about to ring the doorbell (F/N) stop him.

Danny: Woah, (F/N) what's up?

(F/N): *Sees Dash and the other party go'ers wearing different clothes* Something isn't right.

Danny: What do you mean, I'm popular, got cool clothes and we are in the biggest party of the year, and Paulina is there.

(F/N): No, I mean why is Dash wearing your clothes?

Danny: Wait what?

(F/N) then made the house visible but only to her and Danny so others couldn't see as you both saw everyone wearing either Danny's outfit, Sam's outfit, or Tucker's outfit.

Danny: Woah, how did you know that?

(F/N): Scrying spell, it really comes in handy.

but you know what this means right?

Danny: That we have the coolest clothes here?

(F/N): Aside from that, Dash changed up the dress code which means.

(F/N) then snaps her fingers and changes Danny's outfit back into his regular clothes.

Danny: Woah (F/N) what are you-

(F/N): Trust me, I know what I'm doing.

Danny: Okay if you say so.

(F/N) ring the doorbell as Dash opens the door.

Dash: *Leans against doorway* Hey you two made it, *see you in your yukata* Well, it looks like someone didn't get an email about the dress code dweebus.

(F/N): Eh, I had this lying around and wasn't that email about you sniffing dirty socks?

Dash: Wha-?! No! *Sees Danny in his regular clothes* You….can come in.

(F/N) and Danny both walk in as we see Paulina walk up to Danny. She is dressed like Sam.

Paulina: You like it? It's so horrible, it's cool! *Sees Danny in his regular clothes* Hey nice outfit Danny.

Danny: Oh uh thanks, but this is what I usually wear.

Paulina: Oh uh right, *Sees (F/N)'s outfit* Woah… *blushes* nice outfit (F/N), black is definitely your color.

(F/N): *Giggles* Thanks Paulie, and you look amazing in black too.

Paulina: Heh, thanks.

(F/N): Anytime, one question though why is everyone dressed like either, Danny, Tucker or Sam?

Paulina: Oh yeah, Dash ran out of money after

buying that computer stuff, he didn't have enough money to buy the sweat suit, so he sent out an email and changed the dress code.

We fade into Dash's bedroom, where Technus is talking out of Dash's computer.

Technus: Yes! It is time! *Technus's face appears on-screen* Calling all mechanized spirits! Come to me, my minions! It is time *Floats the computer into the air.* to fulfill my destiny!

Green lightning sparks around the computer as Technus laughs maniacally. The lightning then shoots out of Dash's window and spreads around town to various electronics and appliances, summoning them back to Technus. Included are a power drill, a toaster, and a washer and dryer.

We cut to Sam and Tucker watching a movie about karate. The screen pauses on one man kicking another in the face, then skips back and plays the kick repeatedly.

Sam: *Annoyed* Tucker, if you want to watch a part over again, could you please tell me first?

Tucker: Me? You're the one messing with the remote.

The remote glows and floats up from the table between them midair.

Tucker: I'm not schooled in the ways of the rich, but do all your remotes do that?

Sam: No. Well, my toaster does, but it's from Denmark. *Realizes* That stuff Danny was selling must have been contaminated with ghost stuff!

The remote shoots a zap of green lightning at the popcorn machine, which breaks and blasts popcorn everywhere, and another one at the soda fountain, which turns on and sprays soda all over the room. Sam and Tucker duck out of the way, and the remote phases up through the ceiling.

We Cut to Sam and Tucker running out onto the street. There is a steady stream of electronics and appliances flying through the air in one direction.

Tucker: Looks bad. Probably a job for Danny Phantom.

Sam: Probably. And if I wasn't so mad at Danny or suspicious of (F/N), I'd probably care that it's going to interrupt their big jock party. Shall we? *They run off.*

We cut to (F/N) and Danny walking around at the party, trying to start a conversation. He walks up to a boy and a girl.

Danny: Hi, I'm Danny. Do you guys--

They walk away and Danny frowns. Another girl walks past, ignoring him.

Danny: Hey, aren't you in my fifth period?

He sighs and walks upstairs, stopping at the top to look back out over the party.

Danny: What am I doing? These people aren't my friends, even if they all look like them. Man, I wish Tucker and Sam were here. It's lonely being popular.

(F/N): So finally learned your lesson huh?

Danny: Wait you knew this was gonna happen?

(F/N): Eh, didn't wanna spoil the ending.

Danny: Well definitely learned my lesson in a big way.

As Danny sighs again, his ghost sense goes off and directs his attention to Dash's room while yours does the same.

Danny: That's odd.

He opens the door to Dash's room and you both gasp. Technus (still in the computer) is laughing maniacally as various electronics and appliances float around him. They all merge together to form a robotic battle suit for Technus.

Technus: I am Technus, master of all things mechanical! And once I complete my construction, you will all succumb to my awesome pow-- *His face screen glitches and his head momentarily comes loose from the neck*  Ow! Ooh! Pow-pow! *Grabs his head* What is wrong with me?

Danny: *notices the upgrade disk on Dash's bed*  The upgrade! Dash still hasn't upgraded the software! *To Technus*Oh, no! *Goes ghost* You're not getting that upgrade disk and making yourself more powerful!

Technus: What? Another great idea! The heck with tutoring! You should be a teacher!

(F/N): Seriously Danny, again?! Stop giving the bad guys good ideas!

Danny: Oh come on how was I supposed to know he would do that?

(F/N): By not telling him!

Danny: Fair enough.

(F/N) and Danny fly towards the upgrade disk. Technus produces a toaster from his shoulder and shoots two ecto-blasts, which hits (F/N) and Danny as he picks up the disk and sends him phasing through a door to land in Dash's closet, which is filled with letterman jackets and purple and pink teddy bears.

Danny: Ghost toast? *Sees the amount of letter jackets there are* Jeez, how many letter jackets does one guy need?

(F/N): *Sees a bear* Are these-- *Picks up a bear* --I don't even wanna know.

(F/N), and Danny flies out of the closet and slams into Technus before he can pick up the disk, crushing Dash's bed in the process. Technus then karate-chops (F/N) and Danny into the wall and (F/N) gets knocks unconscious.

Danny: (F/N)!

Technus: You two are a formidable opponent, but a little wet behind the ears. Perhaps you could use a little drying off?

A claw emerges from the dryer in Technus's chest, grabs onto Danny, and pulls him back in. The dryer then spins him a bit and ejects him, sending him flying across the room into Dash's dresser. Technus finally gets a hold of the upgrade disk.

Technus: *Holding the disk up victoriously*  Aha!

Danny slams into him, sending him crashing into Dash's television and stereo.

Technus holds his head in pain, but then notices that the upgrade disk has slipped into his CD drive.

His screen shows the upgrade loading and completing its installation. Technus then grins and growls evilly.

Danny turns intangible and flies at him, phasing them both through the wall but not before getting you to the roof. Dash opens the door and sees the damage done to his bedroom.

Dash: Fenton… *Yelling* You're a dead man!

We cut to a street outside, where Sam and Tucker meet up under the trail of floating electronics.

Tucker: *Carrying the Fenton Thermos*  Sam! I got the Fenton Thermos! You know, Danny's really got to start carrying this in some sort of lunchbox.

Sam: Everything is gravitating here to Dash's house. Looks like whatever fun Danny's having will be coming to an end soon.

A crash is heard, and Danny yells and flails past Sam and Tucker, slamming into the side of a building.

Danny: *Dazed* Hi, Sam. Hi, Tuck. Glad you could make it.

He falls to the ground, unconscious, and Sam and Tucker turn back around to see a giant Technus emerge from the alleyway.

Technus: I am Technus, master of technology and destroyer of worlds! Behold my awesome electronic fury! *Bending forward* Who's your daddy?

Danny regains consciousness and sees Technus. He flies up and punches him, but Technus doesn't budge. Danny continually tries hitting him, until Technus brings a hand up and knocks him to the ground. Sam and Tucker stare down at him.

Danny: Guys? Help!

He flies back up only to get knocked down by Technus again. Sam and Tucker cross their arms and turn their backs to Danny.

Danny: Come on, guys! *Flies up and gets knocked down* Guys, come on, seriously! He knocked (F/N)'s out cold!

Sam and Tucker: *snaps out of it* What?!

Tucker: Is she okay??

Danny: Yeah she's… *hears hears the rumble of a motorcycle* What the?

???(F/N): Hey… cyberpunk.

Everyone then hears the rev of a motorcycle as they looked and saw it was (F/N) on the hellcycle as she rode and wheel punched Technus knocking him down as she joined up with the others.

Sam and Tucker: (F/N)?!

(F/N): Hey guys.

Tucker: Glad to see you're okay.

Danny: Yeah now we err I can… *Sees (F/N) stopping him* Huh?

(F/N): If it's all the same to you Ghost Boy, I wanna take care of this guy myself.

Sam: Pff like you can take on a ghost. Leave it Danny Phantom.

(F/N): He may be a ghost but he's a virus. Tuck can I see your PDA.

Tucker: Uh sure.

Tucker gives (F/N) his PDA as (F/N) she then pulled a cellphone and the latest version of portals XL, and while the trio was unaware of what (F/N) was doing, she then uses Jurryrigg's abilities and Grey Matter's smarts as she then started dissembling the PDA and the cellphone and then put them together to make some sort of tablet.

Sam: Great, you made a tablet. How is that gonna help?

(F/N): You'll see.

(F/N) then casually gave her purse to Danny to hold onto as walked up to Technus.

(F/N): Oi! Jettison that jalopy off of my driveway this instant you deadbeat!

Technus: You think you defeat me child! I am Technus! Master of technology! And soon to be ruler of this world!

(F/N): I don't even know who you are, you demented digital demon. But perhaps you should scream it really loud and shout out your motive.

Technus: Hello. *Shouting* I am Technus! Manipulator of machines! Lord of all gadgetry! Wizard of integrated circuitry!

(F/N): *Activates the device* Good, Isn't there more you'd like to tell me? *Shoots Technus with a electric beam from the tablet*

Technus: Oh, yes! I am also the master *Starts glitching* of all… *Fades out*

Danny: What's happening?

(F/N): Portals XL. Every new version of Portals XL has a gigantic hole in its security system, I don't recommend it to any technology people or spirits. Oh and took the liberty of uploading a self destruct virus in the system too.

Technus: What?! No!

Technus's suit sparks and shuts down, hunching forward.

(F/N): *Goes into her purse and pulls out a Fenton Thermos* And now…

(F/N) then uses the thermos on the battle suit and

sucks Technus out of the battle suit.

Technus: *Being sucked into thermos* Noooooo!

(F/N) caps off the thermos. The battle suit shakes and falls apart into a heap of electronics on the ground.

(F/N): Told you should have jettison that jalopy off my driveway, ya deadbeat.

Tucker: Woah, (F/N) that was awesome! Where did you learn to do that?

(F/N): Tech course. Really comes in handy too. Thanks for holding my purse Danny.

Danny: Anytime.

Sam: Okay, small question, how are you not freaking out that you're here in front of Danny Phantom.

(F/N): Because I already know that Danny Phantom is Danny Fenton.

It didn't take long for Sam and Tucker to realize that the blond celebrity knows Danny's secret.

Tucker: Whaaat? Danny Fenton being half ghost? That's ridiculous.

Sam: Yeaah… There's no way he could be the ghost kid.

(F/N): Really?

Danny: Guys relax, (F/N) already knew.

Tucker and Sam: What?!

Sam: You told her?!

Danny: I didn't tell her, she figured it out her own.

Sam: Oh really, and how could she have possibly do that?

(F/N): Hm, let's see, Danny Fenton, Danny Phantom. Ever notice the similarity?

Tucker: Well she's not wrong there.

Sam: Well how could we trust you not to tell anyone?

(F/N): I knew for a week and didn't tell anyone, is that proof enough for ya?

Tucker: Fine by me.

Sam: Not me.

Danny: Well it's fine by me. And thanks for taking care of Technus.

(F/N): Eh no big. *Disassembles the tablet and turns it back into, PDA, Cellphone and Portals XL* oh and here's your PDA Tuck.

Tucker: *Takes it back* Thanks.

(F/N): Anytime.

Sam: *In her head* I don't know what your game is (F/N) but I'll find out soon enough.

The next day we fade to a hallway of Casper High, where (F/N), Sam, Danny, and Tucker are walking together.

Tucker: So, what's the damage from this weekend? Did you get in trouble for taking your folks' stuff?

Danny: Not really. Me and (F/N)  hauled it all back to the shed yesterday while they were out. My dad's checking every piece for government surveillance devices.

Sam: Sounds like you got off pretty easily.

(F/N): No kidding, it was easy recreating all that junk.

Danny:  Well, I do have to return those stupid sweats so I can refund everybody's money. *Stops walking* And I still feel terrible about the way I treated you guys. Of all people, I should know how it feels to be invisible.

Sam: *Leans against a locker* So would you say you've learned a lesson from all this?

Danny looks over at Dash, who opens up his locker. A pile of the teddy bears from his closet fell out onto the ground.

Dash: *Yelling* Fenton!

Danny: Yep. That one person's trash is another person's revenge.

(F/N) and the trio laugh and the screen closes in on Danny.

Next: Chapter 5: Splitting Images

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