(Slowly peaks head to screen) Uh, is anyone there? I'm sorry that this took so long, but I'm back! Just in time for summer, where I have more time than I know what to do with to write in these more. I promise. (Quickly leaves, hoping to not get mobbed)

Green sludge clung to the three teen's bodies, as they tried to decipher what had just happened for this to have happened. The smell stung their noses, the gunk tingled their skin, and Danny was pretty sure that it was starting to wear holes through his shirt. Through the slime on his face, he could make out to squiggly, murky figures of his parents, weapons aimed in attack. Not the best thing to see after the last day and a half that just went down.

"Sorry about that, Danno! The Fenton Radar picked up ghost activity in this area, and we didn't what anything to get to you kids," Jack called, lowering his silver bazooka. Sam, grunting under Tucker, managed to get her arm unstuck. Using that, she pushed Tucker off of her, sitting up on Danny's back.

"What exactly is this stuff?" She shook off a piece of the goo, which found itself on Danny's nose. With that is his range of sight, a nervous shiver made a way down Danny's spine. Why does this stuff tingle my skin?

"This is the Fenton Foamer! This bad boy covers ghosts in a layer of thick anti-ghost goo, sure to destroy the entity." With rising anxiety, Danny tried his best to get the goo off of his skin.

"This is not toxic to humans, is it?" It wouldn't be the first time that something that was meant for ghosts affected humans as well. Danny didn't want anything else to happen to him this weekend. This was too much.

"Nonsense," Maddie said. "The goo is designed to destroy the chemical compounds that create ghosts. Why would we create something that is harmful to humans?" Danny, in his bluntest voice, pointed out where that claim was false.

"Wednesday's meatloaf." Everyone took a minute to process what was said, then the recollection shown through Maddie's red tinted goggles.

Last Wednesday, Maddie wanted to cook a family dinner as an apology for all of the time that Jack and she had been down in the lab. Only, she forgot that show was not the best when it came to food. Somewhere in the process of making and cooking the food, ectoplasm had been infused with it, and grew a consciousness. It was not pleased to find out that the family planned to eat it and it's friends.

~Flash Back~

Danny, Jazz, and Jack sat at the dining table, ready to eat, when Maddie sat the food on the table. She then picked up a knife to cut the meat, when everyone noticed that something was off. It was glowing.

"Uh, Mom? Do you think that is safe to eat? It's kind of...glowing." Jazz pondered, brows furrowed and probability of heading out of the kitchen and to her her room high. No way was she getting in another fight with her food. Not after finally having normal family time in what felt like forever.

Maddie opened her mouth the retort, probably to assure her that it was nothing, or that she was overreacting, but the shaking of the food beat her to the punch.

The meatloaf started to violently shake, making the table and everything else on it shake, too. Silver ware started to fall off the table. Their drinks started to spill on the table. Jazz and Danny started to back away. They slowly made their way to the doorway, ready to dive for cover if needed. Jack pulled out a blaster from...somewhere, and Maddie angled her knife at the meatloaf, ready to use it in defense. The violent shaking suddenly stopped.

"What did you put in that meatloaf!" Danny exclaimed from the doorway, Fenton Anti-Creep Stick in hand. Then, without warning, the meatloaf growled, and sprang from the dish, onto the floor.

Jack started to shoot at the reanimated food, trying to get it back down, but the meat was having none of it. The meatloaf grabbed a plate from the table, and used it as a shield, and dogged Jacks attacks. Maddie ambushed the meat from above, using the knife to stab her way through it. The meatloaf turned, throwing the plate at Maddie, who dodged, losing her grip on the knife.

The meatloaf pulled the knife from it's back, causing a big chunk of meat to fall from the body. The meatloaf growled, before rushing to the kids, who were still in the doorway. Jack started shooting again, while Maddie grabbed a frying pan from the kitchen.

Danny swung the bat, sending the meat back over to his mom, who grabbed it and slammed it to the ground. Jack, hurriedly, ran over to Maddie and rapidly started firing at the meat monster. Chunks of meat flew off of the monster.

Soon, everything was over. Jack stood up, looking around the room at the destroyed kitchen, and ruined dinner. He then looked at his wife and children, and smiled.

"Who wants take-out?"

~Flashback End~

When Danny's story was done, they all looked to the Fenton Foamer in concern. Did they really want to risk the children's health, even if the casualty would be small? No, they couldn't.

"Right," Maddie said, regaining her composure. "Well, you children should head home and wash off the goo, and dispose of the clothes. Preferably just burning them, for the goo can mess up the washing machine, and that would be a hassle to fix." The teenagers nodded, before heading off farther away in the alley to talk.

"Okay, we should head home to get this stuff off of us. Then we can meet back up at the park to," Sam looked over to Danny. "Discuss some things." Tucker and Danny nodded in agreement, before they headed in their own directions.

Danny walked to the Fenton Assault Vehicle, ready to have a nice hot shower, and to clear his thoughts.

"Mom, are you guys heading back to the house?" Maddie nodded, studying the area with sharp eyes. Jack was tinkering with the Foamer. They didn't hear him. Danny rolled his eyes, taking off in the direction of his house.

"I'm gonna head back to the house. Just wanting to let you know." With no words from his parents, Danny started walking, plugging his headphones into his phone, and listening to Humpty Dumpty.

Sometimes, Danny felt like nobody heard him. Like now, or after school on the first day, or after big tests, or other events that involved both him and Jazz. Oh, and let's not forget the holidays. Oh, the holidays. Didn't matter which, they were almost all the same.

Sometimes that didn't faze him. But other times, it did. Like right now. Danny was more than slightly scared about what happened to him because of the Portal. His parents didn't seem to notice it, and it wasn't like Danny was making an effort in telling his parents about what happened, but that was the thing. Why hasn't he said anything yet? It really should have been the first thing that had come out of Danny's mouth the minute he saw his parents this morning. Sat down and told them that he screwed up, and got electrocuted in that portal, and told them everything. Why hadn't he?

Something struck Danny, causing him to stop suddenly. He knew why. He had heard some of the fighting from his room. He remembered how serious Maddie had been about safety, and something about somebody Vlad. How angry Jack sounded, how he said how that was not just his fault, and that that was not a fair fight. It wasn't the first time that they fought, but it was one of the first times that Danny had actually felt scared. Then the word dropped. Divorce.

He felt sick, just thinking about it. He hated that word. Nothing good ever came from the word divorce. He was not letting that word ruin his happy life.

Danny rubbed his head with a towel as he walked to his bedroom, after making sure that nobody would see his back. All of the scarring was gone, what was left was a light pink colored scar.

Getting back to his room, Danny grabbed a red t-shirt with white prints on it. Danny was going to pull it over his head, when there was a tickle in his throat. Then, suddenly, light blue mist poured out from Danny's mouth. There was a flash of green, then Danny looked over to the mirror in his room to see neon green eyes.

"Holy, shi-." There was a knock at the door.

"Danny? You in there?" Jazz. No! Nononononono! She could not see him like this.

"Y-yeah?" Curse his stutter! That stutter would be the end of him. That panic stutter he gets every time something is stressing him out.

"Hey, mom was wanting you downstairs- but, are you okay? You sounded panicked a few minutes ago." Why, oh why, did she have to be a nosy sister? Why did she have to be a good sister?

"Yep. All good. I'll be down in a minute." Okay, no stutters. Good job, Fenton.

Danny heard Jazz walk away from the door after a moment, then sighed. Looking back over to the mirror, he realized that his eyes were back to normal. What the heck was happening to him?