Nightmares and the big sisters who chase them away.
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Jazz groggily woke up, she let out a tired mrrr as she rolled over to pick up her phone off of her bedside table. Turning on the screen of her phone, Jazz had to cover her eyes as the bright light from her phone assaulted her eyes with the power of a small sun.
Letting out a yawn as she turned down her phone’s brightness and read the time. “It’s only 1:30 am. What woke me up now?” Jazz tiredly muttered to herself. Her ghost sense didn’t go off, so it’s not one of her and Danny’s usual troublemakers. The blast doors on the portal are closed, and for good measure, they had set up a ghost shield in front of the portal as extra insurance.
Her parents Jack and Maddie were gone for the week attending a ghost conference in Chicago, so they weren’t what woke her up. Jazz didn’t want to get up and out of bed and physically go search the house, but she had this nagging feeling that she should, her instincts where telling her too.
Not wanting to physically get out of bed, Jazz had decided to take the opportunity to practice a new technique she and Danny had learned when Mom Pandora was giving them lessons on the many different cultures and society’s of the vast and unending Infinite Realms.
Jazz sat up in bed and letting her ghost senses bleed over into her human form. Her pointy ears and fanged teeth became more pronounced than they already were, She could feel the familiar thrum of her core next to her heart. Relaxing and letting her mind clear, she focused, letting her ghost sense expand throughout her bedroom , feeling the echoes and imprints of her and Danny’s ectoplasmic energy left over from yesterday. Quietly giggling as an echo of Danny came to her vision of him in his little baby man form, getting spooked by one of her old Furby’s.
Jazz moved on from her room and into the rest of her house, feeling the filtered ectoplasm moving through the electrical lines that ran throughout Fenton Works and using them as a map to guide her ghost sense as she went about searching the house for what might have woken her up.
Her instincts guiding her to Danny’s room, Jazz thought about checking in on her little brother, but it still felt like she was invading his privacy using her ghost sense like this to check on him, even though Danny had told her that he didn’t mind.
After a quick check of the residential area of Fenton Works and feeling nothing out of place or any unfamiliar energy. She moved on from the upstairs and the main floor down into the lab.
As her ghost sense entered the lab, Jazz smiled, feeling the familiar and comforting energy of the ghost portal. She let a soft sigh escape from her mouth. Feeling nothing out of place in the lab and the rest of the house, Jazz let go of her ghost sense and prepared to go back to bed.
Then Jazz heard a whimper. If it wasn’t for her enhanced hearing, she wouldn’t have heard it at all. The sound came from Danny’s room. She chided herself for not listening to her instincts. Jazz huffed and let out a questioning chrrr and received a chirp in response. Jazz chirped back a welcoming reply, letting Danny know that he could enter her room.
Her little brother came floating through the wall, looking like he had just woken up from a nightmare. Jazz fully shifted into her ghost half and let out a low rumble of comfort and safety while she moved her blanket and invited Danny to lay down beside her. Danny floated down beside her, Jazz turned to face him and pulled Danny in a tight, comforting hug.
“What’s wrong, little brother?” Jazz asked her core, letting out a soothing level ten category purr.
“I had a nightmare” Danny groggily answered back, purring and leaning against Jazz. “and before you ask, it wasn’t about mom and dad capturing us, I haven’t had those nightmares ever since we came out and told them about us being halfa’s.”
“What was your nightmare about?” Jazz questioned, her aura flashing, letting out feelings of comfort, home, the sounds of her books turning as she read them and the smell of her favorite tea Jasmine.
“It was about the battle we had with Pariah Dark, I dreamed that he had at the last second had stabbed you before we could get the sarcophagus of forever sleep closed.” Danny let out a shuddering breath, “there was so much blood. Jazz, I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t stop it.” Danny let out a whimper.
“Oh Danny it’s okay I’m here. Everything is OK, little brother.” Jazz rumbled out in a ghostly voice of static and noise that would make the living uneasy but to the dead and the liminal it’s as soothing and comforting as a lullaby.
After a few more minutes of Jazz comforting him, Danny rolls back onto his back and slowly starts to drift back into the world of sleep and dreams. Confident that Danny won’t have any more nightmares, Jazz let’s out a tired huff and starts to fall asleep herself.
The last thing Jazz sees as her eyes become heavy with sleep is a curious blob ghost peaking through her window. A regular who likes to stop by every once and awhile. The blob lets out a questioning thrill, and Jazz slow blinks to let the blob ghost know that it can come inside before she fully falls asleep.
Jazz wakes up to sunlight, hitting her eyes, and lets out a full body stretch, felling her back pop. She sits up and stifles a giggle at her little brother. Danny is curled up in an unnatural position with the Blob ghost from last night trying to groom his unruly hair. Getting out of bed, Jazz noticed that she wasn’t fully shifted back to her human half, but she was still partially in her ghost form. It was like she stopped halfway through her transformation back into her human half.
Jazz looked back at Danny and noticed that he was also partially transformed. It was something that was happening more often it was like the more She and her brother got used to their ghostliness, the more eldritch they became. This was something she would have to ask mom Pandora about the next time they go and visit her.
For now, Jazz is going to get Danny up and make breakfast, and the both of them are going to go on a quick patrol to check on the local blob ghosts and willo wisps.
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