The Lunch Lady's Meatloaf
Danny, Tucker and Sam crawl through the study body in the midst of the cafeteria food fight to sneak off to the kitchen. They crack open the swinging door and peer over each other, spying on the ghostly entity floating over by the counter, her back turned. "Huh," Tucker whispered, quietly surprised. "Shouldn't be so bad. She looks a little like my grandmother." The Lunch Lady was plump, elderly ghost wearing a pink dress with a matching bandana, a white apron and yellow gloves. She held a bowl of salad greens, observing it with a confused expression. Danny and Tucker stood up fully and entered the kitchen. This wasn't the typical ghost Danny was used to fighting. There was nothing menacing about an old lady who wore a pink dress and liked to work in kitchens. "Shouldn't she be haunted a bingo hall?" Sam caught up with Danny and Tucker, joining them on Tucker's right. The kitchen door clanged shut behind her. Alerted by the noise, the lunch lady looked over and saw the three of them. "Hello children," she greeted sweetly, her voice slightly gravely with age with the added echo effect of her ghostliness. She floated towards them. "Can you help me? Today's lunch is meatloaf, but I don't see the meatloaf. Did someone change the menu?" "Yeah," Tucker scoffed, answering without thinking. He jabbed a thumb towards Sam. "She did." "YOU CHANGED THE MENU?!?!?!" Danny, Sam and Tucker jumped at the sudden change in her demeanor. Her sized swelled twice as big as her docile state. Her white hair turned into flames, billowing on other side of her face. Pulsing, glowing red eyes bulged out of her head. She floated higher above them, arms raised. Brilliant, green, ecto fire manifested around her. Her mouth stretch wide, revealing razor sharp fangs that weren't there before. "THE MENU HAS BEEN THE SAME FOR FIFTY YEARS! RAAAAAAAAARGH!!"














