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Fate Deals in Bad Luck;

@aggressivelyClueless's prompt: Backstory: pick your favorite ghost and flesh out their history a little. How did they die? What do they miss most about being alive? @bloggerspam's prompt: Danny and Ellie Parent Trap a Fighting/Divorced Johnny and Kitty

Summary: In another attempt to gain everything he lost back in college, Vlad tries to steal Clockwork’s staff, unknowing of the lesson the Master of Time already had planned for him.

Warnings: N/A

Words: 1,462

Danny squints against the setting orange sun as he watches the heavy, low-hanging mist settle over the crossroads of Highway 36 and Route 13. It’s almost time.

He glances at Ellie who seems to vibrate out of pure, incessant excitement. He rolls his eyes at her, feeling the soreness of last week’s bruises and scrapes that Johnny and his shadow had given him; since fighting with Kitty, the ghost has been nothing but a pain for Danny to deal with. Bad luck here, bad luck there. A light falls, the world almost ends.

Which is why they need to do this tonight.

Danny sighs, rubbing his temples in frustration. The weight of their mission presses down on him like a lead blanket. He knows they have to put an end to this destruction and chaos, but he can’t shake the fatigue that seems to hang over him.

He glances at Ellie, her energy seems boundless, almost electric. She’s oblivious to the toll their encounters with Johnny and Kitty have taken on Danny. Her enthusiasm is infectious, but Danny can’t help feeling a pang of resentment toward her carefree demeanor.

But that’s beside the point right now.

He turns his gaze back to the mist to see it fully blanketing the intersection. It’s time to act.

Ellie tugs at the strap of her backpack, pulling out a carefully folded map and a string of fairy lights. She hands the map to Danny with a wide grin before zipping off to hang the lights in the two trees.

Unlike other intersections in the state, this one always seemed to draw in Johnny and Kitty. It wasn’t until Danny had asked his mom and done some research on his own that he learned that the couple had met their tragic end in a horrific car accident twenty-five years ago.

As Danny unfolds the map, his fingers trace the faded lines, each crease telling a story of previous journeys. He glances at Ellie, who’s now skipping around, weaving the fairy lights through the branches with a childlike glee. Despite the gravity of their task, her spirit remains untouched by the weight of the past.

Danny takes a deep breath, trying to summon the same fervor that seems to come so effortlessly to Ellie. He studies the map, memorizing every detail, every curve, and every intersection. They have one shot at this, one chance to set things right. They need this to go right.

“This should do the trick,” Ellie grins, her eyes alight with mischief as she lands beside Danny.

Danny studies the hanging light before glancing at his watch, “It’s almost sundown. How much more do we got left?”

“Not much!” Ellie replies bouncing on her toes. She jumps over to her backpack again and pulls out Jazz’s boombox radio.

“Did Jazz let you take that?” Danny questions.

“She won’t miss it for a little while,” Ellie replies and pulls out an extension cord.

“How do you plan on powering it?”

“You.”

He blinks, “Right.”

The plan is simple: lure Johnny and Kitty to the crossroads under the guise of unresolved spectral phenomena— something both of them can never resist investigating, especially when it is located at their Passing Place. Danny and Ellie have gone to great lengths to spread rumors about a mysterious energy spike at the intersection through the ghostly grapevine. Now, all they need is for the two specters to take the bait.

As the sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows across the ground, Ellie plugs the lights the fairy lights into the extension cord and shoves one end of it into Danny’s hand, earning a mildly perturbed glare from the older boy. However, the lights spark to life and twinkle like distant stars, setting the mood the two had been looking for.

Danny glances at his watch again and grins, “Showtime.”

Right on cue, the sound of a motorcycle’s engine grows louder, echoing over the abandoned highway like roaring thunder. Johnny, always the show-off, arrives first on his phantom motorcycle, the wheels a blur of otherworldly energy. His leather jacket and carefree smirk are in stark contrast to the somber mood at the crossroads.

Kitty seems to materialize moments later, stepping out from the mist. Her expression is less than enthusiastic and it only seems to sour further when her eyes land on Johnny.

Danny and Ellie exchange a glance, then quickly and quietly retreat behind a nearby tree, watching the scene unfold.

“What’s the big mystery then?” The green-haired female questions, studying the area.

Johnny, leaning against his bike, shrugs, “Heard it might be something big. Couldn’t stay away, could you?”

“Like you could,” Kitty retorts, placing a hand on her hip.

The air between Johnny and Kitty crackles with a familiar tension, a mix of old grievances and undeniable attraction. As the on-again, off-again couple continues to glare at each other, Danny and Ellie hold their breath, watching the interaction between the two ghosts unfold, knowing that their plan hinges on keeping Johnny and Kitty distracted long enough for the next phase to commence.

“We need them to remember why they fell for each other in the first place,” Ellie murmurs to Danny.

“And not just focus on the bickering,” Danny adds, nodding.

“Right,” Ellie whispers, turning invisible, “I’m gonna turn on the music.”

Danny stays hidden behind the tree, his heart pounding in anticipation as he listens to the soft rustle of leaves under Ellie’s feet.

As Ellie reaches the boombox, she flicks it on with a deft movement, and the soft strains of an old love song fills the air.

The music, nostalgic and haunting, seems to weave its way through the mist, wrapping around the bickering couple like a gentle embrace. Johnny’s eyes widen in surprise at the familiar melody, and for a brief moment, the hardness in his expression softens. Kitty’s gaze softens too, her shoulders relaxing as the memories of happier times flood back.

“I remember this song,” Johnny says softly, his voice barely more than a whisper.

Kitty nods, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips, “Yeah, we used to dance to it all the time.”

The tension between them dissipates, replaced by a bittersweet nostalgia as they share a moment of silent remembrance. Watching from their hiding spot, Danny and Ellie exchange a triumphant grin. It’s working!

“Well hold on, is this a date?” Kitty questions, finally noticing the fairy lights.

Johnny follows her gaze, his playboy smirk softening into a hesitant smile. “Maybe it is,” He says, a playful edge to his voice, “What do you think?”

Kitty’s expression flickers, caught between annoyance and amusement. “It’s… cute,” She concedes reluctantly, her eyes tracing the warm glow of the lights. “Kind of romantic, actually.”

Danny and Ellie watch with bated breath from their hiding spot. This is the moment they’ve been waiting for— a crack in the constant arguing— a chance for the old sparks to fly again. The younger of the two nudges the other as she rejoins his side.

“Let’s make it more obvious,” Ellie whispers, and without another word, she sucks in a breath and blows it out, causing a breeze, cold, even by ghost standards.

The sudden chill sweeps through the crossroads, stirring the mist and sending a shiver down Kitty’s spine. She instinctively moves closer to Johnny, seeking warmth in his presence. And Johnny, ever the opportunist, wraps an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close.

As they huddle together, the tension between them seems to melt away, replaced by a warmth that Danny and Ellie can practically feel radiating from the couple. It’s a small victory, but it’s enough to give them hope that their plan might actually work.

The atmosphere around the crossroads shifts, the mist swirling gently around Johnny and Kitty as they stand together, enveloped in the soft glow of the fairy lights. For a moment, time seems to stand still as they gaze into each other’s eyes, lost in the memories of their shared past.

“Did you plan this?” Kitty asks.

Johnny shakes his head, a genuine smile softening his features, “No, I didn't. Did you?”

Kitty chuckles, a hint of blush rising to her cheeks, “Of course not. But… I’m glad it happened.”

The two halfas exchange a triumphant glance. This is it! They did it!

As the mist swirls gently around them, Johnny and Kitty stand in the middle of the crossroads, their gazes locked in a tender embrace. The air now crackles with a different kind of energy that speaks of reconciliation and understanding rather than conflict and discord.

Danny and Ellie share a silent nod of satisfaction. Hopefully, there won’t be any more chaos and bad luck in Amity Park for a while.

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ashspecter · 4 days

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LESSGOOOOOOO

Wile E. Weston

"The Coyote could stop anytime — if he were not a fanatic. (Repeat: 'A fanatic is one who redoubles his effort when he has forgotten his aim.')." — Chuck Jones' third rule of creating Road Runner cartoons.

For the Prompts: Wes knows that Danny is durable and heals quickly. He decides the best way to reveal Danny's secret is to publicly orchestrate an "accident" that would kill a normal human. [from @maxattax], Iced out [from @faeriekit], and GRAVEYARD PLAYGROUND [from @ashspecter]