A sigh left the snowy-haired teen’s lips as he capped the thermos shut tight, twisting until it gave a ‘click!’ to notify him that it was locked and secure. No ghosts were gonna get away with scaring little kids today! Danny smirked to himself with a little pride, tucking the device behind him and attaching it easily to the belt of his suit. Flying over the buildings, he further patrolled through, looking for any more signs of trouble around town.
He glanced down at a lone man in the middle of the street, raising an eyebrow with piqued curiosity. Even from this height and distance, Danny could make out a few details; for one: he never recognized the other and he kept a record on everyone who lived in Amity to help keep his secret safe. Second thing about him, was the fact he was holding some kind of device himself, and that was what had the teen the most interested.
He stopped himself: Wait a minute, Fenton. Random guy you’ve never seen, in the middle of the street, with something not-so-ordinary in his hands. Not safe. Curiosity was winning logic and the mental warning bells going off but he couldn’t help it, flying down just enough to get a closer look at what the other was holding… Maybe he could find out what his plans were, if he had any…
☩ – || ❝Hᴇ grows increasingly more aggravated with the device, smacking it against his palm to try and jostle some wires or maybe knock something back into place to get the damn thing working again. His attempts, however, appear to be unsuccessful as the gun splutters and coughs up a thick cloud of smoke.
“Sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ fucking thing won’t fucking work,” he murmurs under his breath, brows furrowed and teeth bared as he tries to get it to work again. This happened so often, he didn’t know why he didn’t just sit down for a few days and try to fix it like Rick did. ‘Oh, I don’t know, maybe it’s because I can’t!’ He berates himself silently, shaking his head in a disappointed manner.
Fɪɴᴀʟʟʏ, with a loud shout of defeat, he chucks it halfway down the street. It skids on the pavement, bouncing and finally clattering to a stop. As luck would have it, its journey does trigger... something, and the damned device whirs to life. It coughs up a pathetic looking portal onto the ground and he can only watch with mild concern and terror as some kind of hellbeast rises from within.
A clawed hand reaches out from within and out slithers a... surprisingly unmenacing mammalian creature. Morty can do nothing but stare, locking eyes with the alien and maintaining its gaze. “Y-You’re, uh,” he takes a step forward and it doesn’t even flinch, instead turning its head slightly towards him. “Kinda... kinda cute?”
Iᴛ doesn’t respond, of coursed it doesn’t respond. Instead, dual tails start to wag back and forth silently and he can’t help but smile ever-so-slightly. “Ha, ha... right... first thing that hasn’t tried to kill me in ages,” whatever sense he has left prevents him from reaching out to pet it and he instead turns his head away to retrieve the discarded gun.
What higher powers may be proceed to laugh in his face again for his gullibility. As soon as he breaks off the staring contest between himself and the unnamed extraterrestrial, it immediately bares its fangs and leaps atop him. Despite its small frame, it knocks him to the ground with one well-timed tackle into his side.
“Of course!” He yells, pushing it back as bioluminescent saliva foams from its mouth. Claws flail wildly in the air, trying to catch and tear flesh. He’s trying his best to keep this monster at bay but it’s abnormally strong for something so small. “Of fucking course!”❞ || – ✸
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