Oh man oh man oh man, this sooo was not how he had envisioned this going. Danny gave his dad a deer-in-headlights look.
"Don't play games with me, Ghost Boy," Jack Fenton growled menacingly. "I have all the proof I need right here, so you might as well confess!"
The not-quite-dead teen's eyes darted over to the photograph clutched in Jack's big, meaty hand, and with a nervous step back, he said, "L-look, I can explain!"
"Next time you want to pretend you're just some random ghost, try it with someone who isn't Jack Fenton," the man blustered on. "I know my family better than anyone!"
Then, before Danny could so much as squawk in alarm, his ghost-hunting father lunged for him, grabbing him in an almost suffocating hug. "All this time," he said, sobbing dramatically, "I've been chasing my own dad!"
/laaate - but hopefully worth it! :D
"Don't play games with me, Ghost Boy," Jack Fenton growled menacingly. "I have all the proof I need right here, so you might as well confess!"
The not-quite-dead teen's eyes darted over to the photograph clutched in Jack's big, meaty hand, and with a nervous step back, he said, "L-look, I can explain!"
"Next time you want to pretend you're just some random ghost, try it with someone who isn't Jack Fenton," the man blustered on. "I know my family better than anyone!"
Then, before Danny could so much as squawk in alarm, his ghost-hunting father lunged for him, grabbing him in an almost suffocating hug. "All this time," he said, sobbing dramatically, "I've been chasing my own dad!"