Author's Note: I apologise deeply for the delay that this episode had. I simply ended up losing the inspiration to write it, but recently, I've been able to get myself to put it out. The next episode should hopefully take much shorter. Regardless, I hope you guys can forgive me for this delay.

Summary: Spirit Week is here, and along with it comes a new guidance counsellor. Meanwhile, Jazz seems to be catching onto the twins. Will the Fenton twins be able to get off scot-free?

Enjoy the story.

"Give me an S, give me a P, give me an I, R-I-T! Where's your cheer? It's Spirit Week, yeah!" the Casper High cheerleaders hollered, backflipping off each other from their pyramid formation and onto the football field. Other students were setting up banners and ribbons across the school building, and Casper High's floors were already covered in confetti and streamers, much to the consternation of the few janitors employed there.

Jazz was walking along with Mr Lancer, helping the balding man to carry a stack of Spirit Week pamphlets to his desk in the teachers' office. It also meant that, as they walked, Mr Lancer had a captive audience to which he could tell the stories of his days as a male cheerleader in high school. Jazz didn't need the image of the teacher in an ill-fitting cheerleader uniform. The redhead suppressed a violent shudder at the thought, swallowing down rising bile before she threw up. To avoid that, she tried to change the topic. "That's nice, Mr Lancer. Um, have you noticed anything weird about Danny and Dani lately?" she asked hesitantly. "The Fenton twins? They've been... acting strangely lately. I'm worried that they're bottling everything up and one day, it might come out the wrong way..."

A loud crashing sound made her jump, nearly dropping all the pamphlets and scattering them all over the tiled floor.

"To Kill a Mockingbird!" the balding teacher exclaimed. "What was that?"

Jazz looked around — if she wasn't mistaken, the sound had originated from the direction the new guidance counsellor's office was in. With that in mind, she turned to the teacher. "Sorry Mr Lancer, I've got to check this out!" she apologised, handing him back the stack of pamphlets and rushing down the hallway to see what had just happened in the room. When she reached the office, the door suddenly slammed open, and Jazz sprang back to avoid it slamming her in the face.

She stepped around to see the room, just in time to see the two Fenton twins sitting up on the floor and rubbing their heads, scattered papers fluttering down from the ceiling around them and onto the floor. The room looked like it had been ransacked, metal filing cabinets bent and dented, and cables pulled out of their places. It was a good thing that a computer hadn't been installed in the room yet, or else that would have been smashed as well.

Dani rubbed her head with a wince. "Did we get it?"

Danny groaned, flopping back onto the floor. "Nope." It earned him a loud curse from his sister. "Hey, language!"

"Sorry."

Jazz felt her heart sink. 'It'? Were her friends having a psychotic break as well?

"Henry the Fifth!" Mr Lancer swore again as the unfortunate teacher finally caught up, panting hard to regain his breath from his run to the office. "What were you doing? You're going to clean this up before Miss Spectra arrives to see this mess, Mr and Miss Fenton!"

"Oh my, what happened to my office?!"

Jazz winced. Speak of the Devil, it seemed.

Miss Penelope Spectra was young, maybe in her late twenties at the most, and Jazz felt she looked even younger. Certainly way too young to have a proper degree in psychology as Mr Lancer was saying, but then some people just looked young naturally, so perhaps it wasn't too out of the ordinary. She was proper and carried herself with such confidence, it was hard for Jazz to not silently admire her — that was a woman she aspired to be like in the future when she was all grown up and a proper psychiatrist like had always been her dream.

"Oh, uh, Miss Spectra!" Mr Lancer sputtered, looking back and forth between the guidance counsellor and the trashed office. He looked completely flabbergasted by how utterly it had been ruined before the new hire had even stepped foot into the room, and from what his face was showing, he was furious with the Fenton twins. That almost always meant one thing — detention. "I'm so sorry about this."

Miss Spectra maintained a pleasant smile despite the state of her office. "Oh, Mr Lancer, don't worry too much about it. Here, how about we step inside and shut the door so the students outside won't have to see this? I think the air-conditioning is still working. I do like it a little cold in there, though. You too, miss." She smiled warmly and beckoned both the teacher and Jazz into the office with the twins, who were picking themselves off the floor and exchanging worried glances. "And maybe I can have a little talk with you two too!"

The first thing Jazz noticed as the door shut behind her was how cold the room was. 'A little' was a major understatement — even through her sweater, she could feel the chill set into her bones, and her breath was visible! She wasn't even aware that air conditioners went down to such temperatures either. "Uh, Mr Lancer, Miss Spectra, if I may, I'm sure Danny and Dani didn't mean to do this on purpose. This was most likely an accident."

"An accident? What could warrant trashing an office like this?" Mr Lancer inquired, aghast. "And for that matter, Mr and Miss Fenton, both of you are to report to detention after school today! Now get out of Miss Spectra's office before you cause any more mayhem!"

Dani grimaced as she headed out, shivering a little. "Thanks for the attempt anyway, Jazzy," she said with a small smile. "You tried."

"It's okay," Danny added as he opened the door, making Dani sigh at the warm air outside. "We were going to get into trouble anyway."

As the twins exited through the door, Jazz caught Mr Lancer apologising for them. "I'm so sorry, Miss Spectra. Those two have been a major problem recently. They might require your guidance so they can get back on the right path. They're both bright young students, but for some reason, they've been skipping classes, not turning in homework, and causing a lot of trouble for everyone."

Miss Spectra looked thoughtful as she took a seat behind her trashed desk, already clearing up the papers scattered on it. "They may be experiencing a difficult time in their lives right now. I'll talk to them later and try to see if it's anything I can do for them," she said with a nod. "All the kids here need a bit of pep and spirit right now — it's Spirit Week, after all!"

Mr Lancer nodded. "Please do. They've all be quite down lately. Ah, yes, by the way, this is young Jasmine Brown, the girl I was talking to you about earlier. She'll be the one to give the opening speech for Spirit Week," he said, gesturing to Jazz beside him, to which the girl could only smile and wave at the new guidance counsellor. "She's our best and brightest student, only fourteen, but already studying with the juniors and may even skip directly to university next year if she does well enough in her extra classes. I'll leave you to brief her on your Spirit Week Opening plan... now, to gather up all those fallen pamphlets," he said to himself with a tired sigh as he exited through the door.

Miss Spectra smiled brightly at Jazz, a warm, wide smile that simultaneously made Jazz relax and left the hair on the girl's skin stand straight up. It was unexplainable, like a predator trying to sincerely be kind to their prey — of course, the prey would still be terrified despite that. It was a strange sensation, but it was the best way that Jazz could describe it. "Great! Well, Jazz — can I call you Jazz? If you don't want me to, just speak up — here's the plan!" She pulled out a set of blueprints from the scattered papers across the floor and table and held it up to show to Jazz.

Jazz analysed it with a keen eye, noting, in particular, the 'Spirit Sparklers' that were written on the side.

"My assistant Bertrand is currently setting this up, but let me show you what we're working with," Miss Spectra began, pointing towards the sketch of the podium in front of the school courtyard. "First of all, you'll be here, giving your speech — which I trust will be great, by the way — and once you're done, you'll be activating our dominoes! They're going to be lined up in the school courtyard here and captured by a drone flying overhead, the dominoes will be toppled to spell 'CASPER SPIRIT'!" Eagerly, she clapped her hands together enthusiastically. "The last of which will set off the spark that triggers our magnificent... Spirit Sparklers!"

"Spirit Sparklers, Miss Spectra?"

"Spirit Sparklers, my dear Jazz," the counsellor confirmed. "Giant spark guns — harmless, I assure you — that will go off in place of fireworks since we don't want to pollute the environment. Oh, I can't wait! It's going to be so awesome!"

Bemused, Jazz nodded and smiled. "It certainly sounds that way," she responded with a smile. The counsellor seemed very peppy and optimistic. If nothing else, maybe the twins would benefit from her.

The Fenton twins stepped inside the now cleaned-up office of the new counsellor Penelope Spectra and took a seat in the chairs in front of the desk, upon which was placed a wide variety of strange knick-knacks, like make-shift stress balls, squishy toys, Rubik's cubes and other shiny trinkets. A framed certificate hung behind the desk, and Spectra's name was printed on a neat golden plaque in a serif font. It looked quite clean and tidy after the mess that had happened inside the previous morning, unlike the twins themselves, who were dishevelled and a little scuffed up.

For good reason, though.

They'd had to deal with another couple of ghosts that had presumably escaped through the Fenton Portal all morning, and with Dash immediately picking on Danny the moment the twins had entered Casper High, as well as Dani joining in to help her brother, they'd ended up in a mild fight, which had been broken up before any of the teachers saw it, thankfully. Neither of the twins knew how so many ghosts kept getting through the portal, even when they made sure to lock it up every time they went into the basement — though they had a suspicion it could have been their parents — but since they'd already decided to help defend Amity Park, the Phantom twins would have to see it through.

"Oh, you two are early!" a cheerful — gratingly so, in Dani's opinion — voice said, and the redheaded guidance counsellor strolled into her office, a clipboard tucked under her arm. Spectra sat down in her chair and smiled, which sent chills going down both the twins' spines, as she locked her fingers together and leaned forward in her seat. "Now, Daniel and Danielle Fenton, yes?" she questioned rhetorically, her smile never leaving her face.

"That's us... though we prefer Danny and Dani," Danny said with a wary nod, watching as Spectra pulled out two files from the filing cabinet, labelled 'Fenton, Daniel' and 'Fenton, Danielle'. "More emphasis on the first syllable of my name, less emphasis on my sister's."

"Danny, and Dani," Spectra repeated, sounding almost bemused. "Well, that's one way to tell you two apart. Now, get yourself comfortable, okay? Would you two like anything to nibble on? It's been a long school day and I'm sure you're hungry."

"Turning the thermostat down would be great," Danny grumbled slightly, shivering as a gust of cold, frozen air blasted past him, making Dani snort in amusement, shoving her hands in her hoodie pockets. "It's freezing in here, Miss Spectra. We might as well turn into Dannisicles." That earned a suppressed guffaw from the younger twin as well, and even Spectra looked incredibly amused by the statement.

"I'm sorry, kids. Some of my things in here are temperature sensitive, and anything too high will ruin them," Spectra explained with an amused smile, offering them a tin can of jelly biscuits regardless. "But take these, hmm? They'll make you feel better!"

Dani reluctantly took one of them and nibbled on the biscuit, careful to keep her attention on the guidance counsellor. "Are we in any more trouble than we already are?" she asked warily, wincing a little as Danny elbowed her in the side. "Hey! You know the teachers never call us unless we're in trouble," she whined quietly.

"Don't dig us deeper, Dani," Danny said warily, eyeing Spectra without taking a biscuit for himself. "We're already in detention."

"You're in no trouble here," Spectra interjected with a sweet smile. It seemed sincere, but still, it somehow managed to unnerve the Fenton twins to the core. "I'm here to help, I promise. According to your records, before the term break, you two were excellent students. Perhaps not the most popular with your peers, but who is? And then after the break, your performance rates dropped, dramatically so. You started coming late to school, teachers are noticing you always seem to be scuffed up from fights, you fall asleep in class, your homework doesn't get done in time... I could go on. Everyone is concerned about you two. Your friend Jazz, and your cousin Valerie, in particular, are expressing concern about how this could affect your future."

The twins glanced at each other again, sharing a frown as they tried to puzzle out for themselves what to say to the guidance counsellor; hopefully, without drawing her suspicion.

Well, we can't exactly tell her that we're now half-dead supernatural superheroes that fly around at night, Dani deadpanned in her thoughts.

Danny tried to suppress his snort of amusement, though he did indeed do so, and as a result, drew a strange look at him from Spectra. Crap, I messed up. Well, we need to give her some sort of explanation. We don't want mum and dad to get into any trouble, right?

You bet. Uh... hold on. I'll come up with some kind of lie, Dani returned. After a long pause, she spoke up again. "We're just... having a little bit of trouble adjusting to the new year," she lied through her teeth. "Things are picking up and getting harder, and we're just scrambling a little to get our footing down. Late studying nights, burning the midnight oil to study, you know what it's like with us kids, right?"

Spectra pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "And how you seem to constantly be getting scuffed up?"

"Puberty?" Danny tried.

Miraculously, the woman seemed to buy it. "Well then, you two should remember that if you're having any educational troubles, you can always come to the teachers for extra help. Sleep is important for teenagers like you right now; we'd rather you be getting enough sleep and not getting the material than wearing yourself out," she lectured. "And if you ever bump into anything and hurt yourself accidentally, please do go and see the nurse so she can help you out, alright?"

"Yes, Miss Spectra," the twins said in unison.

"Alright then! Now, you two seem like bright teens, so I trust you'll take my advice. And if you ever need someone to pour out your woes to, I'm here," Spectra affirmed with a cheeky wink. "Now hurry home and get some sleep. I can see the dark circles under your eyes. Don't worry about your detention — I'll tell Mr Lancer so he knows what's going on."

The twins weren't about to look a gift horse in the mouth, but as they opened the door to exit out, their breath appeared in a blue mist, frozen cold yet again.

Neither of them seemed to notice Spectra intently watching after them as they went.

"Guys, I think Jazz is beginning to catch onto things," Danny said to Terrence and Penny as he sat down at the lunch table the next day, with his twin following right beside him. "Her and Valerie both spoke to the new counsellor — something about noticing us coming in all battered up all the time. And we all know that Jazz is a supergenius that should have gone to Havard like, five years early. Val is just as much of a determinator that she might just find out through brute force."

Dani tossed the apple on her tray up into the air before she caught it. "Danny might be worrying about it, but I'm not," she said, looking less concerned, though she was visibly more tired than her brother. "I've spent all day and last night trying to tell him he needs to chill. Someone, side with me. I'm tired and need the rest."

Terrence pondered the thought. "I mean, is Jazz finding out that bad? We're close enough pals that she could probably be trusted with this secret without it becoming an issue."

"She's also a paranormal sceptic," Penny added as she flipped through her Maths textbook to revise for her upcoming quiz. She gave Dani a light nudge. "You take a quick nap. We'll cover for you, Dani." As the younger twin immediately pushed her tray aside and laid down her head to rest, Penny continued, "Jazz probably wouldn't believe you're half-ghost even if you told her. She'd send you to a mental institution."

"That's not much better!" Danny hissed in a low voice, panic on his face. "And then there's Valerie... Aunt Jill is just as ghost-obsessed as dad is, and I swear that she's spread that to Uncle Damon too. Val knows about ghosts. She knows everything we do, if not more. I'm worried that if she finds out, she'll let our parents know and then..." he trailed off, making a motion with his hand as if he was drawing a knife — or a scalpel, really — over his throat. "... y' know."

"'Y'know' what?" Jazz called to them as the genius redhead walked up with her lunch tray in hand. "Hey guys, mind if I sit with you? It's been a while since I found the time to eat lunch with my friends with all the work that's been going on."

"What work? It's only the start of the school year— oh... right, the juniors have their year-long project going on, don't they," Terrence finished lamely, scratching the back of his head. "Right. Sorry."

As Dani was about to say something, she felt a cold chill run through her, and a wisp of cold breath could be seen escaping her lips. At the same time, she looked over, and an identical, tell-tale breath of chilled air was drifting from his mouth. She met her brother's gaze and the same thought immediately shot through their minds. Ghost. She shivered at the coldness that shot through her, and she suddenly stood up, grabbing Danny by the wrist as she ran off, Danny only a few steps behind her as they searched for a safe place to hide.

The Fenton twins ran out of the cafeteria and down the hallway to reach the bathrooms at the end. Just as they reached the bathroom doors, the cafeteria doors were thrown open again and students began pouring out, screaming bloody murder. Definitely a ghost attack. The twins ducked out of sight and transformed into their ghostly counterparts, the Phantom twins phasing through the walls to hover near the corridor's ceiling.

This didn't go unnoticed by the students, though, and the jocks — Kwan Lee in particular — stopped, and the boy called out, "It's the Phantom Twins! They're the ones that saved those people from getting buried alive! Phantoms, please, help us! There's this big monster hornet in the cafeteria!"

Dani and Danny shared a glance, the older of the twins turning to address Kwan, saying, "Go and hide! We'll take care of this creature!" It seemed to be enough to jostle the teens into movement again, and the twins flew into the cafeteria, looking first and foremost for their friends and loved ones to make sure they were safe and out of the hornet's way.

"Get everyone else out of here, Dani. I'll get the ghost out of the cafeteria and into the schoolyard," Danny said, his gloved hands immediately beginning to blaze with energy. The Phantom twins shared a nod and split up immediately, Danny rushing straight for the green hornet. "Hey, six-legs!" he shouted, pulling his fist back to throw a hard punch. "Face someone your own size, won't you?"

The creature buzzed its wings and lifted into the air, allowing Danny to see that in the twins' quick absence, the hornet had singled out the twins' friend group. More specifically, it had targetted Jazz, Penny and Terrence, with the latter two having put their experience with the late-night ghost hunting expeditions to good use, and had been using their lunch trays — and Penny's unfortunate Maths textbook — as defensive shields against the ghost's six legs and the sharp stinger at its end. The lunch trays had spilt their contents over the floor and Terrence's even had a dent in the middle, but the teens all seemed unharmed.

Danny lunged at the hornet, and he managed to slam into it, his gloved fist meeting its segmented abdomen and with his momentum, he was able to send them both soaring towards the wall, turning them both intangible so he didn't get ghost bug splatter all over the wall — or his own, in the case that the bug turned intangible but he didn't. As they phased through the wall, he noticed his sister flying over and chasing the three teens away from the cafeteria. Unfortunately for him, the relief only lasted momentarily, as the moment he emerged on the other side of the wall in the schoolyard, the bug had already wrested free of his range and had flown off.

Or, well, he thought it had. It was nowhere to be seen, and his ghost sense wasn't going off anymore, which suggested that it had already made itself scarce. Either that, or he'd managed to splatter it across the wall of the cafeteria. He turned himself intangible and poked his head through the wall to make sure — nope, it was gone.

Cursing himself for letting the hornet disappear, the half-ghost teen quickly sought out his sister, phasing through the walls until he found her with their other friends, trying to placate a still freaking out Jazz. He phased into the nearest male restroom, transformed back and hurried out to join the students in the hallway where they were all gathered after running away from the cafeteria. Some gossip could be heard about 'the Phantoms' — Kwan had no doubt spread the word — but mostly, it seemed that everyone was more concerned with the attack than drawing any possible connections between the Phantoms and the Fentons.

Danny reached his sister and friends, and Jazz immediately turned towards him. "Danny!" she gasped in relief. "Oh, thank goodness! I was so worried that— that thing had gotten to you. You're okay, right?" she rambled, but before Danny could even give her an affirmative, she continued. "Oh goodness, that was a ghost! An actual, real-life, honest to the heavens ghost! I thought— I thought they were just crackpot theories about the afterlife! This changes everything!"

Dani gently patted Jazz on the back to try and calm her down from her almost hysterical ranting about the ghostly hornet that had just attacked her. "Well... mum and dad have been trying to confirm the existence of ghosts for ages," she said with a weak laugh. "Oh. Oh no. Jazz, please don't tell mum and dad about this. We don't need them flooding the school with their ghost-hunting tech."

"Your parents? That's right, Mr and Mrs Fenton! They're the local ghost experts!" Jazz realised, making Dani facepalm for having just given the other girl the idea in the first place. "I can— I can go to them for help! Surely!"

Great job breaking it, hero, Danny groaned in his head. She's gonna start bugging mum and dad, isn't she?

Well... we're screwed. Sorry, Dan.

We'll find a way out of this. Don't worry, Dani.

The next day was a long one. After Dani tripped over her shoelaces in the middle of the hall, it had made Danny stumble backwards as well, needing the wall to support him. Unfortunately for them, it had also tripped the fire alarm when Danny's hand grazed the button on the wall, and the teachers had come to investigate. Mr Lancer had threatened them with a full month of detention, but Ms Spectra had stepped in and offered daily counselling instead, giving the two a quick wink conspiratorily.

The strange thing, perhaps, was the fact that Dani had sworn her shoelaces were tied tight and tucked into the sides of her shoes when she left class.

Either way, it didn't change the fact that they were now stuck with having to stay behind after school every single day to talk to the guidance counsellor. Though if the twins had to be honest, Penelope Spectra wasn't too bad, even if she did share the same first name as Penny Hadley. Aside from the impossibly cold temperatures of the office that necessitated Danny bring a jacket here and then, they spent most of the time just talking to the counsellor, and the twins had learnt things about themselves that even they hadn't know before this.

"Danny, perhaps you should take a break," Miss Spectra said, looking up from her clipboard where she was jotting down information. She'd managed to effortlessly get down the slight difference between the two siblings' names, down to the slight intonation emphasis on Danny's name.

"Uh, I'm sorry?" Danny blinked, completely caught off guard by what seemed like an utter non-sequitur. "What do you mean, Miss Spectra?"

The woman set her clipboard down, lacing her fingers together and resting her chin on her clasped hands. "Danny, do you ever let yourself relax?" she inquired. "I've noticed, every single time you and your sister come in, you always look tired. Whenever I see you and your sister, you're always sitting up straight, your shoulders are tensed up, and your jaw is set. You're on the defensive all the time. Why are you always so wary?"

Danny stared at the guidance counsellor, a frown on his face. "Well... I..." he tried to say at first but was unable to come up with anything in the end. "I'm not defensive!" he finally blurted out. "I swear."

"If there's something I understand about siblings, even though I don't have any of them myself," Miss Spectra said, adjusting her glasses, "it's that you care deeply about your younger sibling, even if you're only a few minutes older, be as that may. You always seem to be on the lookout, for yourself and your sister, and you've constantly tried to be careful with your wording. I don't know whether both are linked or not, but regardless, you're extremely cautious about it all. It's like you think you'll be in danger if you even let your guard down for a moment."

She then turned to Dani, who had moved to automatically sit up straight in her chair. "On the other hand, you Dani, are more lackadaisical. You look to your brother for guidance, but you're just as likely to go flying off the handle when you think you know what's going on. You're not quite as concerned with your words and actions as your brother. There's a clear imbalance here, and Danny is wearing himself out by trying to be the responsible one because he's older when you're not nearly as concerned with it."

Dani reached up, pulling her beanie over her head more firmly, unsure of what to do with her hands. "Dan, I..." she trailed off, looking at her brother worriedly when she saw him looking down at his red and white sneakers uncertainly. "Dan? Is that true?" she ventured quietly.

Danny scratched his head awkwardly. "No way, Dani," he denied firmly, though his fidgeting said otherwise to his younger twin. "I'm totally fine. I mean it! No need to worry about, me, Dani!" His voice rose a bit into a high-pitched, uneasy exclamation, which just further served to cement Dani's disbelief. "You believe me, right?" He awkwardly smiled at her, but his eyes still didn't meet hers.

Dani pressed her lips together. "... I see," she finally said slowly. She really did, but not the way that he wanted her to, though. He was denying it way too quickly. Her eyes darted quickly to the clock on the wall, and she stood up. "Uh, Miss Spectra, our session is over. Dan and I should get home now," she interrupted hastily, shoving both hands into the pockets of her hoodie. "I'm going to head to the bathroom, Danny... I'll meet you at the gates, okay?" And the girl headed out of Spectra's office.

The older Fenton twin sat up as Dani left the room, and he turned to Spectra. "Miss Spectra," he began when the door closed after his sister, "do I really do all that?" he asked, uneasily, looking at the counsellor for answers.

Miss Spectra just gave him a kind smile, adjusting her glasses. "Older siblings, particularly older brothers, often do," she answered. "And while I don't have enough information to say for sure, it often does happen when you have had to protect your little sister without the support of your parents. It forces a person to grow up quicker than normal."

Danny stared at the redheaded woman awkwardly, thinking back to himself. It was true, sort of. The portal accident often led to him having to try and shelter Dani sometimes, trying to get her out of trouble so that they wouldn't ever be discovered. Because he was scared that being discovered would mean trouble for the twins. Had he really been forced to grow up like that, though?

Spectra removed her glasses and wiped the lenses, still smiling warmly and comfortingly. "Anyway, Danny, do feel free to drop by any time you want to talk, okay? It's my job, after all. Now feel free to leave with your sister, okay? Don't make her worry about her big brother!"

"Right, thanks, Miss Spectra," Danny said as he got up and headed for the door. "And, uh, again, thanks." He stepped outside, but as he closed the door once more, a wisp of visibly frozen breath escaped his lips into the warm corridor. He shrugged off his jacket and draped it over his shoulder, and looked back at the office again, another wisp of cool breath leaving him. There was a ghost here, but he didn't know where... unless... He stilled in realisation, and the boy immediately raced for the entrance to the school, wanting to get to Dani and get them both back home, out of earshot, as soon as was possible.

He had to share his suspicions with his friends as soon as he could — this could be something important.

"... and I hope that everyone can share in this spirit, to uplift our school, and to unite us in this week, and for every day after this," Jazz concluded her speech to applause from the students. For as raucous as it was, though, she knew that most of the students hadn't been paying attention. Still, she remembered what Miss Spectra had told her initially, so she raised her hand with the remote on it, and she set it off, and another round of applause was heard as the Spirit Sparklers went off, knocking down a row of dominoes until it eventually topped onto... the paw of a large animal?

A massive wolf roared, its fur discoloured to a strange, sickly green — or was it just naturally that shade of green? — and bloody red eyes gleaming. Not to mention it was much larger than any wolf would be... oh.

Jazz wasn't the first to scream it, but with the microphone near her mouth, her shriek got everyone that wasn't already moving, scrambling for the nearest path into the school, which would let them run away from the school building and this ghost. She wasn't so lucky, though and in the frantic scramble, the podium was knocked over her legs, trapping her as she tried to struggle free, which wasn't helped by the cords of the microphone tangling around her as well. She turned towards the door to yell for help, only to see the Fenton twins basically just jump into the hedges around the main building, a flash of bright white light, and then the two white-haired phantoms that had saved her from the hornet ghost earlier that month flying from the hedge, their gloved hands lighting up with energy.

The Phantom twins, the ones that Kwan Lee had been talking about all the time, had made their appearance, and they were here to save the school from this new threat, just like they had the last time. They really were the saviours of Amity Park!

And suddenly, it seemed to click, and Jazz's eyes widened when she took another look at the twin spectres that were hovering in mid-air. The two phantoms — twins — were identical, just like Danny and Dani were. They had the same haircut, like the Fenton twins, with the girl having the same bangs as the boy, just with an added short, scruffy ponytail. Even their names sounded alike! Phantom and Fenton, practically identical. Jazz didn't know how she had been so blind, but there it was — the Phantom duo was actually her friends, the Fenton twins!

She barely had any time to wonder why they'd never told her the truth if they were so close when the pressure on her legs suddenly disappeared, and Jazz was picked up by Danny as Dani phased her through the podium and cords, allowing Danny to set her down on the floor again. "Thank you!" she stammered, still reeling from the revelation.

Danny gave her a small grin and a thumbs up. "No problem, Ja— miss," he corrected, only serving to prove Jazz right once more. "Now run! We've got a mutt to deal with here!"

Jazz nodded, and the girl scrambled for the school building, getting inside before the teachers closed the door for the safety of the students, though it wasn't exactly as effective as it could have been, with so many squeezing in front of the windows to see the fight between the Phantom twins and the ghostly wolf. Jazz wormed her way to the front, watching in awe as her friends — these Phantoms — pelted the wolf with bolts of glowing green energy, as bright and as vibrant as their eyes.

The Phantoms were well-practised, Jazz realised — they had done this many, many times, clearly — and she watched them as they zipped through the air, coming in for a pincher that got the wolf from both ends. Over several long minutes — in which there were a few terrifyingly close calls with the wolf's sharp claws — whittling it down into a formless green blob, which was immediately sucked up into a swirling green vortex produced by some chrome cylinder. The twins high-fived when it was done, and the whole school full of students cheered loudly, this time, in comparison to Jazz's speech, it was hearty and sincere.

"Thank you, Phantoms!" Kwan yelled above the chaos of everyone else, making the twins turn around as they were ready to fly off once more.

Dani stopped, giving the school window a wink and a thumbs-up, accompanied by a cheeky grin on her face, identical to Danny's, and then the twin Phantoms suddenly flew off to another loud, boisterous applause from the school to their saviours.

Jazz watched the window as the twins flew off, a small smile on her face as she joined in the applause. Don't you worry, guys, she thought to herself, I'll keep your secret safe. You won't even need to know that I know until you tell me yourself. Until then... keep on being heroes, guys. Amity Park needs people like you.

Danny grabbed the Fenton Thermos and secured it to his belt as he and Dani alighted in front of Penelope Spectra's office, still in their ghost personas. With a look at each other, the two phantoms phased through the door and hovered in front of Spectra's desk, seeing the guidance counsellor in her seat behind her desk.

"Ah, Danny, Dani," Miss Spectra said cheerfully. "I didn't expect you today, but thanks for coming in. Take a seat."

"So... you knew?" Dani asked incredulously.

Miss Spectra laughed. "Of course I did, Dani. I'm a ghost too. Now, want anything to eat? I have jelly biscuits."

The confession made Danny narrow his eyes — as he'd thought. "Uh, no thanks, Miss Spectra. Anyway... if you're a ghost, then why are you doing this job, here?" he inquired. "No offence, but I thought you'd aim a bit higher than being a high school guidance counsellor in life."

The woman chuckled. "Why? Okay, let me tell you then, kids. I'm a type of ghost known as an emotional vampire. Each type of emotional vampire usually feeds best on one kind of emotion — misery and negativity, in my case — but we can also feed on many other kinds of emotions as well. Teenagers are always so moody, so emotional, so what better job to take than that of a counsellor for teenagers? If you trust me with your problems, you'll come to me, and I can feed easily."

Dani scratched the back of her head awkwardly. "I'd have thought you would make everyone miserable and then feed off us."

"Are you insane?" Spectra asked incredulously. "Do you know how much attention that gets? Besides, I'm a guidance counsellor! I'm supposed to make you guys feel better, not worse. I want to help kids, not harm them. It just doesn't hurt that I also get fed when I do help you out of your misery too."

"I... guess that makes sense," Danny said slowly, still unbelieving.

"And by the way, can you let Bertrand out? I had him trying to get you two to focus elsewhere, but I guess he doesn't have anything to do anymore," Spectra said with a sigh. "Besides, he didn't actually hurt anyone, I promise."

Danny and Dani shared a glance, realising that Spectra was indeed right, and Danny opened the Thermos, releasing the blob from the empty thermos, letting the woman's assistant reform beside her. "I guess we had you pegged wrong," Danny said sheepishly, sitting down on one chair. "Like we did for all ghosts."

"Well, not Desiree," Dani mentioned. "I think we need to look at ghosts from a new perspective now, huh, Dan?"

Danny nodded awkwardly. "Yeah." He turned back to Spectra. "Uh, Miss Spectra? I'm, uh, sorry for that," he said quickly, "for accusing you of being evil. You've actually done a lot for Dani and me in these few days... a lot more than you probably know. Is it too much to ask for you to keep seeing us to talk after our month is over?"

Miss Spectra just smiled warmly, offering them another platter of snacks. "Of course! I'd be happy to help you if you ever need it," she said warmly. "Just drop me an email whenever you need to come over. Now, biscuits?"

Dani smiled widely and took one. "Thanks, Miss Spectra. You're the best."

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