Moments in Time #2: Cracked
Synopsis: Danny arrives in the Clocktower one day to find Clockwork with green eyes. It turns out that ghosts also enjoy a few mortal delights.
About my Moments in Time series.
This gem was written for Phic Phight 2025, for @reading-wanderer's prompt:
"Are you high right now?" Danny demanded.
"Frankly, I'm not sure why you thought I'd do this sober."
I've been wanting to write this one since two weeks before Phic Phight even started, when Wanderer sparked this utterly cracked-out idea. Hope you and the #dissec crew enjoy!
Danny came to the Clocktower for some reason. There was definitely A Reason; he wouldn't have subjected himself to Clockwork's cryptic maxims and knowing smirks otherwise. But the problem is that his brain, already addled by the shackles of sleep deprivation and puberty, underwent a full factory reset the moment he rounded the corner and saw Clockwork with green eyes.
The two of them are currently in something of a standoff. On one side is Danny, frozen in a state of Lovecraftian horror, and on the other is Clockwork, smirking that stupid knowing smirk that Danny knew he'd be forced to see.
Clockwork breaks it first. "Danny," he sings, "it's good to see youâ"
"Your eyes," Danny interrupts, his voice somewhere within the octave of just saw a murder in real life. "Why are they green?!"
"Oh yeah, about that. You see those pipes over there?" Clockwork gestures toward a rack that Danny has somehow never noticed, which is full of what looks like tobacco pipes. "Mind lighting one of those up?"
Danny looks at the pipes. And then at Clockwork. And then at the pipes. And then at Clockwork. This cycle repeats itself a few more times until Clockwork, barely holding back laughter, takes pity on him.
"Do be punctual. Even the Master of Time prefers some things to be done promptly."
Danny's legs drag him unwittingly over to the rack. He picks one pipe up at random and turns it over in his hands a few times. It's quite pretty, despite the absurdity of the situation; it's white and has been etched with motifs of mountains and snow. The rest of the pipes are decorated in a similar fashion, sporting different types of scenery.
Feeling unsure of himself, he casts a glance over his shoulder at Clockwork. The smarmy bastard looks like this is the most entertaining program to have debuted on Ghost Zone TV in the past decade. Danny grimaces and gets to work figuring this whole disaster out.
He fumbles open an ornate box and finds what looks like tea leaves inside. He has no idea what he's doing â no one in the Fenton family smokes â but it can't be that difficult, right? He fills the pipe with what looks like a reasonable amount of leaves and then looks around for something to light it with. There's a device nearby that seems like it could be a lighter, but it also seems like it could be from the 22nd century, and despite his best efforts, he can't figure out how to get it to work.
He casts another glance at Clockwork. Throughout all of this, the ghost's "most entertaining program on Ghost Zone TV" look hasn't faltered. If anything, he has gotten closer to devolving into ugly guffaws with each second. Now, he's practically on the brink.
Danny's cheeks go frigid with the chill of his ectoplasmic blush. He opts to light the pipe with his own powers to save himself from further embarrassment.
Thankfully, by the time he brings the haphazard concoction over to him, Clockwork seems to have gotten a rein on his laughter. He wipes his mouth â probably trying to wipe the smile off his face â and then takes a puff.
Danny can't help but be enchanted by his behavior in the moments that follow. Clockwork closes his eyes and leans his head back, and the wrinkles and worry lines seem to erase themselves from his skin â and not because his body is moving backward through time. Once the last of the stress ebbs away, he releases the smoke through his nose and opens his eyes.
And, to Danny's shock, his eyes are red again.
He sputters. He wants to say something about this bizarre transformation, but somewhere between his brain and his mouth, the words get twisted, and what comes out is, "Are you high right now?!"
"Frankly, I'm not sure why you thought I would do this sober." Clockwork idly flips through timelines in one of his looking-glasses.
Danny's still sputtering. "Butâ but youâ you're Master ofâ you watchâ timelinesâ"
Clockwork unleashes a great sigh and pats Danny heavily on the shoulder. "You'd be high all the time too if you had to be at the Observants' beck and call." He takes another puff.
Danny's mouth is hanging open, but he can't find it in himself to close it. "Do they know?"
Clockwork blows a smoke ring. "Of course they do, but they know better than to complain. It's either this Timekeeper or no Timekeeper at all."
Danny has no idea what to do with this information, so he spends the next few moments in a stunned silence. After a bit, Clockwork breaks it with, "Oh, and you should know that red eyes aren't natural in the ghostly world. Any time you see a ghost with red eyes, they're high, too."
Danny's brow furrows as, with growing horror, he mentally checks off the list of ghosts who have red eyes. He doesn't always pay attention to those sorts of details in the heat of a fight, but he thinks he may have seen red eyes on the Lunch Lady⌠and Princess Dorathea⌠and Skulker⌠and Spectra⌠probably Technus, too, if he were to remove the shades.
He lowers himself to the floor, at once too overwhelmed to continue standing. In a daze, he asks, "What is it you're smoking, anyway?"
Clockwork's eyes twinkle. "I'll keep that to myself. It wouldn't do for me to poison the mind of an impressionable youth."
Later, when Danny is heading home, definitely having not fulfilled whatever purpose brought him to the Clocktower in the first place, it occurs to him that his encounters with the Box Ghost are about to make a lot more sense.
Don't mind me, just gonna slide a last-minute Phic Phight submission right in there--