Phantom Trip

Tucker on dating advice

Walker smirked. "Exactly like that."

Tucker blinked at the restraint. He scowled. "Danny will never let you do this."

"'Danny' is trapped and weakened beyond repair. He won't make it out and neither will you!!!" He shouted.

There were yells outside the door.

Tucker and Walker, who were previously having a glare match, turned their attention towards the door, which opened. Two guards stumbled in, carrying a prisoner.

It was Jack Fenton.

He was covered in bruises and a gun was trained on his head.

Walker straightened. "What is going on here."

A guard saluted. "We were ordered to bring the boy's friend, sir."

Walker dragged his hand through his face as Tucker chuckled. "That is not a boy. That is the boy's father."

The guard frowned uncertainly. "Sorry sir. He kept shouting to be brought to the kid..."

"Where is Danny!!" Jack spat at the warden, recognizing him.

Walker rose an eyebrow. He'd never seen the man so protective over the punk before. He was always hunting him after all. This was new. "Why do you want to know?"

Jack scowls. "Because he is my son, you putrid piece of ectoplasm. And I want to see him. That stunt you pulled could be the death of him."

Walker raised his eyebrows in amusement. "Why would you think I did that? I want the punk dead."

Jack paled. "No. NO!! Let him go."

Walker was feeling quite optimistic by this new development. Finally someone who was taking him seriously. He pulled something out of his pocket and waved it in front of the man's face. "The boy will never escape. He will be forever trapped in there, as will you. And you can do nothing for him. At least not without this."

With a start Jack realized the object was the button to open the ship. He growled and jumped forward but was held back by the guard.

"And you will never get this. It will be forever on my person. To remind me of the day I defeated the halfa. I might use that ship for other prisoners too. And I shall watch every second of their torture until they are no more."

As Walker ranted to Jack, Tucker kept a close eye on the little machine. The white dressed ghost put it back in his pocket. The top left pocket in his tuxedo, he made a mental note.

Walker turned away from the struggling Jack Fenton. "Take them away. Both of them. I am taking a break."

This is how we see Tucker and Jack being pushed into the new cell.

Jack stood up immediately and barged the bars. To no effect.

Tucker stood up and analyzed his surroundings. He saw Kim, Chelsea and a cylinder with a cat in it.

Chelsea trying to seduce the cat.

"Who's a cute little kitty? You are!"

Kim dragged a hand across her face. She looked up as Tucker sat down next to her. "How did it go."

Tucker looked at her surprised. "Fine I guess. I now know what he's planning."

Kim waited expectantly.

Tucker sighed. "He's gonna give each of us 800 years prison time and use the ship as a way to execute his prisoners."

Kim gasped. "We'll be long dead by then. We need to get out of here."

Tucker looked as Jack started to calm down. "First we need to get the ship's remote from Walker. He has it in his shirt pocket. That will be our getaway."

Chelsea turned around, obviously listening to the conversation the whole time. "But what happens to Danny. We need to get him out of there as soon as possible."

Tucker scratched his head. His slightly long, black, curly hair wrapping around his fingers. The beret lost somewhere in the trip. He was actually starting to think about leaving it like this. "We'll cross that bridge when we get there," he answered Chelsea. "Now we have to form a plan to get the remote and save the others. Do you have anything?"

Kim smiled. "I'll tell you what I don't have. An antihuman bracelet." And she held up her bare arm as if showing off the perfect formation of the hair on it.

The others gaped at it in wonder.

"How?!" Chelsea exclaimed.

Kim shrugged. "They never got the chance to put it on. Forgot after I tried to run away."

Tucker's eyes brightened. "You clever little shit." He kissed the arm.

Then he realized what he just did. "I mean. Good job?"

Kim flushed.

Tucker winked at her. "Hey. You free this Saturday?"

She flushed more. "Wait what no. I mean. Sorry. But..."

Tucker's face fell. "Oh. I get it. James. Finally find a girl with brains and she's already taken."

Chelsea frowned. "Hello. Girl right here."

Tucker brightened up again. "Are you free this Saturday?"

Chelsea waved her hand to show the room. "Kinda busy right now...escaping!"

"Oh right."

Jack sat down next to them.

"So what's the plan."

I know i know its short
I just really wanted to update today for some reason.

Man why am i suddenly writing so much about dating and girls and stuff. Wth is wrong with me.

ANYWAY

what did you think

I kinda like writin this.😸

I wanna say a few shoutouts to a couple of great authors i know. Mkstly dp

There are obviously many more great writers out there but these are a few that i know of.

PhantomFaller13
Asshat859
FantasyHalfa
bookgeekandlovingit
ZoeTheGolden
Doodleroo1234
thearizona (httyd)
Chilazilla
phantomstories
CleverFox
harrypanther (httyd)
Vala411 (httyd)

So yeah these are a few authors of the books i absolutely love

And i would kindly like to ask them to FRIKING UPDATE THEIR FRIKING BOOK.
I actually learned how to leave a cliffhanger from you 'looking at you asshat and phanrasyhalfa and phantomfaller
So its your fault.

Ps.
I entered this book in the wattys.

Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee