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A party to be remembered through the ages (Part 6)

Ectoberhaunt 2022, Side Chaos. Prompt: Costume Party

Summary: Danny, Dora, Pandora and Frostbite arrive to the party. History is learned and shenannigans ensue.

Author's note: I've finally finished this part XD I swear this one was becoming longer and longer the more I worked in it and it seemed like it never ended XD Now I only have to work on the Epilogue with the aftermath of the party and I can finally call this "One Shot" over XD

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“Oh yeah, before I forget. Who are you dressed up as Pandora?” Danny had already parked the Specter Speeder, and after opening the door of it and locking it down once everyone got out, he was now floating in the direction of Johnny and Kitty’s door.

“My costume is that of Kagu-Tsuchi, the creator of the Ring of Rage and Crown of Fire, and also a dear friend of mine whom I haven’t seen in a long while.” The Ancient of Hope answered, sight turning upwards as she reminisced of the past.

“Really? I would’ve thought that you’d be able to see him whenever you wanted.” Frostbite inquired, standing beside her and tilting his head slightly.

“True, but he wanted to remain hiding from the rest of the realms, and I shall respect his wish.”

“How come?” Danny asked this time, floating towards her friend’s face while turning upside down.

“Well, Kagu-Tsuchi was last seen during Pariah Dark’s coronation, so I can only think that he went into hiding after that and has yet to return.”

“Thanks for the info, but I meant, how could you’ve found him if you wanted?”

“Oh, oh! I know the answer to that! Can I answer that one!?” Dora’s eyes were shining so much that they might as well be flashlights in their own rights, and the small hopping in place she was doing was another thing pointing to her excitement at being able to talk what she knew about the Ancient present before her.

“Be my guest.” Pandora’s smile was visible, and she extended two of her arms in the direction of Phantom so she could take central stage.

“As the Ancient of Hope, one of Lady Pandora’s many powers is the ability to make all of her hopes a reality. I suppose there are some limits to that, but there is no widespread information about that.”

“You’re right on that, I have my limits as well, however I won’t be revealing them. I like having an edge over my enemies after all.”

“Well, I think that’s enough for now, we came here for a party, have we not?” Frostbite reeled the conversation back a bit, now standing before the group with the door to the lair at his back.

“Yeah, we did. I’ll knock the door now, please try not to start fights in there that I’ll have to break down, alright?” Danny asked his friends as we positioned himself in front of Johnny and Kitty’s door, head turned so he could look at everyone who was behind him. Nods were the answer he got from every single one of them. “Great, now let’s have some fun!”

Danny knocked on the door to the pair’s Lair, and after a few seconds it was opened by Shadow, who at the moment was dressed up with a sword on his hip and a helmet on his head, it might’ve been the most simplistic one but the figure of Fright Knight was still recognizable.

“Heya Shadow, I brought my friends over, I suppose the party started already.” The halfa remarked while listening to the music that was blasting through the lair, Embe’s voice easily recognizable with her vocals. Shadow meanwhile simply let everyone inside and closed the door behind them.

The Lair was the interior of a bar, a big one considering that Pandora was able to remain her full size with enough room for her to float around comfortably should she wish to do so, with more than enough space for all of the ghosts present to be able to walk or float around without colliding into anyone, and considering that there were at least about 100 ghosts present, that was a lot. The bar extended through the entirety of a wall, drinks stacked on a shelf with a mirror placed above them, stools on the other side of the bar for any ghost interested in getting a drink by any of the shades from the lair. At the center of the room there was a stage where Ember was currently playing one of her songs dressed up with a pink tunic and a baby blue one folded around her hip, sandals instead of her classic boots and a hairdo with a double braid that went around the edge of the hairline, with the rest of her fiery hair at low intensity, giving the impression of her hair being a small bonfire.

“Oh, it’s been so long since I’ve seen anything related to Sapho at all, I almost forgot about her.” Pandora mentioned while looking straight to Ember McLain, who was in the middle of a solo with her guitar.

“Sapho?” Danny asked, looking back to her figure as he floated upwards so he could be eye to eye with her.

“Yes, Sapho was a songstress and poet famous across the realms for all of her verses revolving around love, a love so intense she felt all the time that it was theorized that her obsession was love itself.”

“Ok, but how is she a historical figure?”

“That’s easy young Phantom, Sapho was Pariah Dark’s songstress, and one great enough to calm him during his many anger induced temper tantrums. Normally she would sing about her own love, and I remember hearing a Lyric of hers as well, but to Pariah she sang and spoke about her perception of his love for conquest and power.”

“Huh, I didn’t know there was someone who could calm down that old fart. What happened to her?”

“She faded. No one knows for certain how she managed to do it, but she somehow fulfilled her obsession and lost her tether to the Infinite Realms, moving on of her own volition.”

“I’m happy for her then,” Danny looked at Ember once more, eyeing her full costume with a more detailed glance, “she was able to leave on her own terms, and even if she had a calming effect on Pariah, it shouldn’t’ve been her responsibility in the first place.”

“Yes, and that’s the biggest reason why Sapho is considered a historical figure through the Infinite Realms.” Pandora put one of her many hands to her chin, “say, do you think she’d be willing to have a ballad at my Lair sometime soon?”

“I don’t see why not, though you’ll have to ask her yourself to be sure.”

“Got it, thanks for your help little one, I’ll go talk to her now.” And with that Pandora left Danny’s side, floating towards the front of the stage, waiting for the flame haired rocker ghost to finish her song so she could talk to her. Danny meanwhile turned around and looked out for his other friends, who left his side while he was talking with Pandora and were now missing.

Flying around, Danny began searching for his other friends so that he could at least know the general area where they would be in, Pandora he could trust fully since she’s part of a queendom that’s connected to the rest of the Infinite Realms and is strong enough to protect herself should something happen, however Dora lacks the strength to do so (hence why her royal guards asked Danny to keep an eye on her) and Frostbite, being from the Far Frozen, was secluded enough from the rest of the Realms that he most likely has no basis for how any social interaction should look like.

“Oh, I wasn’t aware the Great One had so many sparring partners,” Frostbite’s voice could be heard coming from near a window close to the bar, in front of him was Skulker and Technus, the first one being covered from head to toe with light tan to pink color, a mask covering the lower part of his face (or the mech’s faceplate at least.) and a bow in hand [Fuma Kotaro]. Technus meanwhile was dressed up as himself, only it was his first form, wearing a lab coat and with a haircut that resembled a pointed afro if the hair was also thinner and with a pointy end towards the top.

“I wouldn’t call myself a sparring partner of the whelp.” Skulker retaliated to the insinuation with a bit of scorn in his voice, leaning over the wall he was placed next to. Technus meanwhile started to laugh at that, it was a good naturedly one, but still, Frostbite was left uncomfortable if his side-eyeing was something to be interpreted that way, sight switching between the mecha ghost and the technological inclined one.

“Hey there Frostbite,” Danny came in in a clutch, ready to save this almost certain future trainwreck of a social interaction, “everything fine here?”

“Yes Great One, I was talking to these 2 and I interpreted your relationship with them as some sort of rivalry based on sparring sessions, was I wrong in assuming that?”

“Haaaaa… That was a good laugh my furry friend, but no-” Technus cleaned a tear that was rolling down his check from the laugh as he said that, a squeak of Danny upon hearing his friend being called a furry largely ignored by everyone present, “-we aren’t sparring partner, for I, Technus, Master of all things electrical and technological! Am not a sparring partner of the ghost child, he is but the biggest obstacle of my objectives in the human world.”

“I only care about getting the pelt of the whelp hanging on the wall of my lair once I manage to get my hands on him.”

“I consider them all more of frenemies than anything else to be honest.”

“Wait, we’re frenemies?”

“I thought that was obvious.”

“Whelp, I literally go out of my way to hunt you down.”

“Yeah, and we banter all the time, I thought it was a game by now?”

“Ghost child, am I a friend of yours?”

“Frenemie, not friend, don’t mix them up.”

“How does that make our fights suddenly a game!? I’m literally wanting to peel you alive!?”

“Ok, first off, Ew! And second, I treat most fights like a game nowadays rather than something serious.”

“Does that mean that I can gain free access to the human realm now?”

“If you stop wanting to conquer the world all the time then sure.”

“Awesome, I’ll make sure to keep all my ploys for world dominance for the weekends then.”

“How could you treat our fights more than a game than something serious?”

“Sorry Skulker, but I don’t want our playtime to be over so soon, so I have to dial down on the intensity when fighting you”

“You seem to have quite an active and interesting group of ‘frenemies’ Great One.” Frostbite stepped into the center of the trio of ghosts lifting his hands to all of them to calm them down a little. “Would any of you mind doing a small spar session with me? I must admit that I’ve neglected a bit of my training with adding variety to the opponents I face for a long while.”

“Oh! I, Technus, master of all things electrical and technological, shall accept your challenge!”

“I’ll stay back for a bit, I need to process what I just learned.”

“Sorry for the worldview shift Skulky, I’ll stay with you for a while so you don’t get lost in your thoughts.”

“Very well, let us find a proper place for a duel and then we shall begin this glorious battle.” With that, the leader of the Far Frozen flew away with Technus in tow, looking for Johnny so he could give them directions towards the place their spar would take place, leaving Danny and Skulker floating alone together in an awkward silence.

“Sooo, who did you end up dressed as?” Danny tried to break the metaphorical ice.

“Fuma Kotaro.” Skulker answered automatically, sight still far away to the distance. “A ninja when human and the best hunter that the Ghost Zone has ever seen.”

“Wait, I thought you were the best hunter of the Zone.”

“The best current hunter of the Zone, Kotaro faded a long time ago, but his legends still survive to this day. His biggest accomplishment was getting inside Pariah’s Keep and stealing some stuff of his.”

“Doesn’t that mean that he wasn’t a hunter?”

“Don’t insult him in front of me Whelp,” Skulker instantly casted his pondering and worldview shift aside in favor of defending the already gone ghost, “Fuma Kotaro didn’t only hunt ghosts and some living beings, he also hunted information and objects as well.”

“Geez, chill out dude, I was just asking.” Hands on the air, Danny replied to that confrontational defense hoping to deescalate the situation. “I had no idea who that dude was, take a chill pill dude.”

“You know what? That’s a good idea.” Skulker left the wall and began walking towards the bar, “I'll just drown my shattering worldview in some drinks until tomorrow where I'll be more relaxed and’ll properly process everything.”

“Woah woah woah, please don't do that, I don’t want you making something you’ll regret later when inebriated.” The halfa put himself between the hunter and the bar instantly, not wanting to see anyone become as drunk as Skulker is implying to want to be.

“Move aside Whelp, I know how to control myself, this isn’t my first time drinking.”

“Can you promise me that you won’t drink yourself into blacking out nor forgetting what happened today?”

“There’s no need for that, if I forget what happened today I won’t be able to prepare for our future encounters. I want ecto-alcohol to help me process everything, not forget everything.” A scoff escaped his metallic lips as he once again began floating towards the bar, this time unobstructed by Danny. “I’ll see you next time I hunt you Whelp, I don’t think I can take any other revelation of yours before then.”

Danny observed as the mecha moved further away and finally reached the bar, looked how he left his own mecha and let his small self reside on the palm of his extended hand that resided supported by the wooden surface, lifted his own minuscule hand and asked a copy of Shadow for a small drink.

“He didn’t get to hear about the Ancients at all.” He muttered as he watched him grabbing the thimble like glass and downed it in 3 gulps before asking for another one. Shrugging, the boy floated away and continued exploring the place, hoping to find the last friend of his, Dora, before she found herself in a shenanigan he would have to help her get out of.

“Kid, kid!” Johnny 13 came rushing towards Danny’s side, waving his hands in front of him while doing so, “so glad you could make it, you can join the fun now!”

“What do you want, Johnny?” He asked crossing his arms

“Nothing! Can’t we have some fun with the games over there?” He asked while pointing to one of the corners where some ghosts were crowding around a TV and some ghosts with apparently some white controllers that could not be discerned from their current position

“Aha, and what’s the game?”

“Just dance 2020, we got it a few days ago and chose today to let anyone else know.” A smile spread across his face while saying so.

“And the catch?”

“Ugh, fine. Kitty and another girl are sweeping all the competition, and even though I love my girl, I want to play WITH her, not AGAINST her.”

“Fine, fine. I’ll play with you once I find my friend so I can at least know she’s safe.”

“Don’t be a spoilsport kid, just dance one song with me and then you can go your merry way round to check on your friend.”

“*sigh* How long do the songs last?”

“Awesome, let’s go now before the girls pick someone else to embarrass with their moves.” Johnny grabbed Danny’s hand, not answering his question as he dragged him along for the ride.

“Johnny, you haven’t answered my question. Johnny!”

“They’re short, now don’t be a coward and challenge the girls with me Kid.”

“Fine fine, let’s just get this over with.” He grumbled as they both now began parting the crowd so that they could challenge the current champions of Just Dance, a few complains and good luck exchanged as they weaved between the crowd and pushed some ghosts around to advance properly, until finally they managed to reach the empty space where both girl were waiting for the next challengers, and the first thing that came out of his mouth was- “DORA!?”

“Oh, Sir Phantom, you have to play this game with us, it’s such an enjoyable experience.” Dora went over to him and began dragging him into the empty space, giving Danny a controller immediately for him to begin playing alongside her and Kitty, who was standing beside her chewing on some ecto-bubblegum.

“We still need a fourth player though,” Kitty said as she bopped a bubblegum balloon, “Hey Danny.”

“Hi there Kitty, and well, Johnny should be here any second, he’s the one who dragged me here.”

“Coming, coming,” Johnny’s voice could be heard as he tripped onto the ground upon exiting the mass of ghosts surrounding them all, “ouch, those guys are brutal. The moment you were whisked away they piled up over everyone to see what was the fuss with you and the new girl.”

“Ouch, it seems your costume managed to survive at least.” Danny winced a little as he began taking note of his costume finally, looking him up and down as he analyzed the clothes he was wearing. Johnny’s costume consisted of a black armor, green belts all over himself, a black cape with a red interior hanging from his shoulders that was tattered thanks to the scuffle getting through the crowd, a red hijab and a green wig of long and fluffy hair that reached the middle of his back.

“Yeah, it better be, I cashed in a favor to grab a real armor after all.” he replied as he stood up and began dusting himself off, accommodating some of the belts that got themselves out of place and putting the hijab back in order.

“Here Johnny, let me help you.” Kitty moved over and helped her boyfriend with the last details of his costume, including a little ectoblast job on the rips to essentially cauterize the rips back together. Her costume consisted of a red battle skirt accompanied by a blouse of granate color, some dark green armor covering her and boots of the same color. She kept her braidlocs intact, however a theme could still be seen between the pair of ghosts that shared a lair.

“So, who are the two of you supposed to be dressed up as?” Danny asked incredulously, or maybe not so since some ghosts began muttering between themselves in the crowd, also curious to the answer that would be given soon.

“Well kid, we’re dressed up as Pariah Dark-”

“-And his wife Altigita Tago.”

“Huh, didn’t know that old fart had a wife, that’s surprising.”

“Damn, why don’t you drag him down the mud too?”

“What!? His personality was garbage anyways and it’s not like he’s the prettiest ghost out there to begin with.” Danny defended himself with crossed arms.

“Will you play or what!?” A random ghost from the crowd shouted, startling 3 of the ghosts present in the clear space for dancing.

“We’ll start in a moment, I have already selected a song for us all to play, and am now awaiting everyone to get into position to begin our dance session.” Dora answered the call from the crowd, surprising the distracted trio that were still talking about Pariah until a few seconds ago.

“Well, guess this’ll be a girls versus boys battle.” Kitty let a smile take over her face as she got herself in position and took the control back.

“We can’t lose here Kid.”

“We won’t, don’t worry. Dora makes me have some dance lessons whenever I go to the Dragon Queendom, there’s no way I can be that far behind.”

“Huh, didn’t expect that.” Johnny gave Danny a controller while keeping another one for himself.

“Guess today’s full of surprises. Now let’s see how we do against the ladies.”

“You said so Kid, let’s win this dance off.” And with a smile thrown by everyone, Believer by Imagine Dragons began playing on the screen. Danny and Kitty ended up dancing as the models from the left, while Johnny and Dora danced to the rhythm of the right model, all four of them following the song to the best of their abilities, and even though they all had experience in dancing, the differences between them all began showing off. Dora was able to follow the moves she could recognize perfectly, however there were some she couldn’t recognize, and that costed her some points; Johnny and Kitty could recognize all the moves on virtue of the pair owning the game, but the precision of their own moves left a bit to be desired in their wishes to have a perfect dance, and Danny, being the only one familiar with the games as well as having assisted to the classes Dora forced on him, was the one with the most advantage of the ghosts present, even if he rarely ever got perfect moves.

By the end of the song all of the ghost crowd was cheering and clapping and hollering and doing the equivalent-thereof with their own appendages. The wait for the final score was tense, however once they were revealed, 1 ghost ended up lamenting, another one resigned, and the last 2 high fived each other.

“Woohoo!” “Yeah! We did it!” Danny and Johnny celebrated, witnessing how the scores were pretty close all things considered, with the sum of each pair only differing by a few hundred points.

“Congratulations on your victory Sir Phantom.”

“Yeah, that wasn’t half bad Johnny.”

“Thanks Kitty, say, do you want to grab a drink and then have another dance, just the two of us this time?”

“Sure thing, this is leaving me a bit tired anyways, I gotta get a break.”

“Well, while the hosts leave for a drink, do you want to dance another song, Dora?”

“Yes, I do. Thank you kindly for inviting me to a dance.” The queen bowed slightly and turned to the screen, waiting for the halfa to pick a song to dance to.

“Well then, I think I’ll pick… Wait a sec, is that a Stop Motion song?” Danny said as he noticed a certain song's initial screen having a model that looks nothing like the normal ones Just Dance has, with it being a panda bear wearing a yellow raincoat and boots, and it actually clearly being a real thing instead of something animated in a computer. “Ok, I have to see how this song is danced, I can’t imagine how they made it work with Stop Motion.” And with the simple click of a button, Mr. Blue Sky by Electric Light Orchestra began playing, easing in everyone watching into how the stop motion would work for the game pretty easily with an introductory scene.

A few more minutes passed as they played the song, and eventually it came to an end, both players' hands extended to the sides as a final nod was given to the screen and a cheer was heard from the small crowd once again. Danny put the controller down, and Dora copied him, herself rubbing her forehead a little with her palm as if cleaning out any sweat she could’ve had had she been alive.

“That was very fun, but now I wanna check on everyone else, will you be good being alone for a few minutes? I promise to come back soon.”

“Sure thing Sir Phantom, please make sure to enjoy your stay at the ball as well as I do.”

“I’ll have it no other way, be back in a bit Dora.” And with that Danny parted ways, looking for the place where Pandora and Technus were having their spar, yet not finding the place where that was taking place at. Eventually he sighed and resigned himself to not being able to watch them brawl at each other.

“Guess I’ll look out for Pandora now.” Resigned, Phantom went to look for the tallest ghost that was present in the party, however that search got interrupted when one of the walls of the lair got destroyed once Frostbite came crashing down through it, ice arm in front of him and only a little singed, clearly having been used to block an attack from whoever he was fighting against.

“This is the most fun I’ve had in a fight in years! Show me what else you got!” screamed the yeti as he stood back up and conjured a spear out of ecto-ice, pointing it towards a robot created by various appliances full of green lines and black accents, where one screen showed Technus’ face.

“I, Technus, shall show you what else I can do in this new and improved mechanical body of mine!” he shouted as he pointed a muzzle located on the back of his hand towards the Ancient of Medicine and Care, before a small lighter was lit on in front of it, and what could only be described as a mini flamethrower of ridiculous proportions took action, bathing Frostbite in the green flames, as well as part of the interior of Johnny and Kitty’s lair, and the clothes of some of the ghosts present, ruining their costumes.

“Hey!” “Watch where you’re pointing that!” “Why did you bring the fight inside!?” “Do you have any idea how long it took me to make this costume!?” “Technus, I don’t care that we’re dependent on you for technology, but the moment you add a single singe to my costume I’ll END YOU!” And many more complaints were heard as the fight between the ghosts waged on and the pair ignored everyone around them.

“Oh my, that is a lively fight, isn’t it?” Pandora stood next to Danny as she watched the fight continue, witnessing how Frostbite was now creating a snowstorm inside the lair in order to turn off the fires that were being spread around, as well as the ones coming from the weapon the other ghost managed to integrate into himself.

“I need to stop this.” Danny said to the air as the fight began to move towards the bar itself, what with Frostbite giving a lateral swipe with his spear against Technus, cutting one of his basically mecha arms off and pushing the rest of his body towards it, crashing into the stools that were there and hitting his head against the border of the table, momentarily disorienting him.

“There’s no need for you to do that Young Phantom. Frostbite knows how to measure his punches and maintain control of the battlefield.” Technus stood up, turning the screen to see the arm that wasn’t there anymore, and then returning his sights to his opponent.

“Yeah, that doesn’t mean that things won’t be getting worse still.” Danny and Pandora tilted their heads to the side, a reflected blast of Technus passing between their heads as Frostbite shouted an apology to his friends as he let the small ecto-ice shield dissolve into the air.

“Who destroyed the boxes of the fearsome Box Ghost!? Beware!” Danny snapped his face to the side to look directly to the Ancient of Hope.

“Pandora no.”

“Pandora, yes!” A spiteful smile spread through her face as the corners of her mouth reached further and further into her face, slowly actually reaching her eyes. Just before they managed to touch each other, she turned around and began frowning on her own accord. “Box Ghost! Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you!”

“Gah! Beware… my escape!” “Get back here so I can enact some spiteful punishment right this instant!”

“Deep breaths Danny, just like Jazz taught you, deep breaths.” he began inhaling and exhaling rhythmically in a 4-7-8 seconds beat, 4 to inhale, 7 to hold and 8 to exhale, calming himself down a little as blasts, screams and clouds of smoke that were rising all around him, with some ghosts cheering for the battles and others running away from the fights inside an enclosed space.

“You ruined my dress. How dare you ruin my dress!?” Puffs of smoke came out of her mouth and nose as Dora transformed into a dragon, filling the space slowly at the same time as Technus took control of the set up for Just Dance and took it to replace his missing arm.

“Deep. Breaths. Danny.” his voice was strained as he closed his eyes and brought his hands in front of his face clasped together in a futile attempt of calming his nerves.

“I, Technus, master of all things technological and electrical, shall bring your defeat!” “Woah! Watch the fire!” “You are one slippery ghost” “The Box Ghost shan’t be trapped again by your retribution!” “Hey! Stop destroying our Lair!” “No wonder the Great One is in such good shape fighting ghosts like you all the time!” “Johnny do something! I’ll corral out the bystanders meanwhile!” “You got it, Kittens! Hey, Phantom! Calm your friends a little, will you!?” “Who dared to burn my guitar!?” “Someone save the drinks!”

“Enough!” Danny shouted so loudly he managed to drown everyone’s voices, after which he instantly fired an ectoblast between Frostbite and Technus, put an ice wall between Dora and her next victim to her fire, and put up an ecto-shield around Boxy to protect him from Pandora’s wrath, “We are leaving this party. Right. Now.” The intensity with which he said those words were enough to cause everyone to lose their voice for a few seconds.

“”But young Phantom, what about my spiteful retribution?”

“I don’t care, we’re leaving.”

“I suppose I won’t be able to finish this fight then?”

“No, we’re leaving.”

“But we’ve barely been in the ball for a pair of hours.”

“I promise I’ll take you with me to the next party I have, but we’re leaving now.”

“You can’t do that to us young Phantom, we can continue our battling if we want.”

“Pandora, I greatly respect you and Frostbite, but right now I don’t care that you two are Ancients, nor do I care that you’re greatly enjoying your spars, we’re leaving. Now” Once again that last word was uttered with such intensity that only those really stupid or really brave were able to even make a sound at that moment.

“Sooooo, can I get out of the bubble?” The Box Ghost asked incredulously.

“Not until Pandora leaves Johnny and Kitty’s lair, I won’t risk her grabbing you and making a run for it.”

“I would never do that!” she defended herself aghast at such an accusation.

“Look me in the eye and tell me you wouldn’t do that.” Danny put himself in front of her and crossed his arms, waiting for an answer he knew wouldn’t be positive. “That’s what I thought. Dora you leave that poor ghost alone right this instant or I’ll revoke my promise to invite you to my next party.”

The ghost dragon instantly retracted her head from just above the poor victim who didn’t even notice was about to be eaten and began whistling, claws on the front to show she didn’t have anything hiding as well.

“Well done, now get ready Frostbite, we’re leaving.” Danny turned around towards the door of the Lair that connects to the rest of the Infinite Realms, not waiting for his answer.

“Can’t I at least finish this fight?”

“... I trusted you Frostbite, you’re the most responsible of the group, I trusted you!” The disbelief at such a betrayal was palpable in the air, the emotions running rampant there making it all the way to the other end of the Lair and even to the outside of the lair itself through the whole that was busted by the fight previously.

“I’m sorry Great One, I shall leave immediately.” The yeti hung his head in shame as he said so, turning his face towards his opponent, “I enjoyed the fight while it lasted Technus, goodbye.”

“Ughhh, if you two really wanna have a fight that badly, then I can spar you both next week, is that good enough for you?” Danny asked as he opened the Lair’s door and let the other 3 ghosts go out before himself.

“Oh yes I love that idea, I haven’t got the chance to see you fight before after all.” Pandora’s excitement could be tasted with how intense she was feeling it, and the smile that lit up the entrance told the same story.

“Sir Phantom is a formidable fighter, I’m sure his abilities will be up to your standards.” Dora replied as she floated outside, voice drifting and growing softer as she began retelling some of the stories of his fights that she’s heard around in the rumor mill of the Infinite Realms.

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