Chapter 2: The Ghost Writer
In the Ghost Zone, the Ghost Writer was just finishing his Christmas story.
"'Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good...fright.'"
He looked it over, satisfied with his work.
"Ooh, oh that's good," he commented then exclaimed, "And it's done!"
Ghost Writer started forming the book he had just finished.
"My first Christmas poem ever. Complete!" he stated.
He held his book "The Fright Before Christmas" high, proud of his work.
Meanwhile, Danny was throwing Christmas stuff in midair in the Ghost Zone then blasting them.
"You better watch out!" he scoffed.
He blasted a doll.
"You better not cry!" he continued.
He destroyed another doll then a purple ornament.
"Santa! No Santa! Santa! No Santa!" he yelled, going from left to right twice then tossed the bag forward as he yelled, "Every year!"
The bag released the goodies inside and Danny started destroying the items, one by one.
"And I've had it!" he shouted.
Danny kept it up as the Ghost Writer came out with his book. Then a toy elf appeared in front of the book and Danny blasted both of them, sending pages everywhere.
"Oops! Sorry, man!" Danny apologized then added nervously as the Ghost Writer became angry, "It was a total accident!"
"'Oops'? 'Oops'?! Do you know have any idea what you've done?!" the Ghost Writer demanded.
"Well, not really, uh, hence the 'accident' part," Danny answered.
"You destroyed my greatest work! And that was my only copy!" Ghost Writer shouted.
Danny found one of the pages and took it to read what it said.
""The Fright Before Christmas'? I destroyed a Christmas poem?" he asked then shouted happily, "AWESOME!"
"WHAT?!" Ghost Writer demanded.
"Dude, I am sick of Christmas! I came to the Ghost Zone to get away from it! I might not have meant to destroy your stupid book," Danny explained, destroyed the page with an ecto blast, then finished with a smile, "but that doesn't mean I'm not okay with it."
"Scornful child! Scrooge-like urchin!" Ghost Writer yelled.
He got so mad that he formed a purple whirlwind, sending Danny back a little.
"Aaaand, you are...?" he requested.
The purple whirlwind released lightning and when it cleared, a huge keyboard with eight different sections appeared and the Ghost Writer got in the middle of it.
"The Ghost Writer!" he introduced then explained, "Every word I type on this keyboard becomes real! And since you destroyed my Christmas poem...you shall become my new Christmas poem!"
"What?! You're crazy!" Danny yelled.
"I might be, but I will make sure you learn your lesson about this holiday. You will be visited by three ghosts, which is the least amount that you run into, I'm sure. All this will happen starting at 1 am, then 2, then 3. If you don't learn your lesson, you will face the consequences that I type. You will not hear or see me, but you'll know I'll be watching," Ghost Writer explained then he and the keyboard floated away.
Danny looked after him like he was really nuts.
"Yeah right. Like that's gonna happen," Danny scoffed and flew back to his house.
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A/N Will Danny learn his lesson from this? And who are the three ghosts who will visit him?
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