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From here.

There is a moment between waking and sleeping when everything in the world goes very funny and swimmy indeed. Imagine, if you will, that an entire room full of electronica and Sumerian markings on the walls goes swimmy at once.

And then imagine that it resolidifies, and a bunch of human figures are suddenly there where none were before, and all the electronics are going off as if there were no tomorrow.

That is what happens in room 2342.

"Head count?" called Ray, turning about to check on the others with his lightsabre still in his hand. "Everybody still with us?"

Date: 2006-03-01 03:53 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ilovebearbert
"We're all here!"

Date: 2006-03-01 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doc-venkman.livejournal.com
Peter blinked, and rubbed his eyes, "Whee...let's never do that again." He shook his head to clear it.

"All good, time to go home now?"

Date: 2006-03-01 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blond-w-brain.livejournal.com
Egon looks up. "Welcome back."

The entire room is studded on the walls with electronics, sensors, and machines that are recording what's going on. Egon himself is working with a few recording devices. "Remarkable situation."

Date: 2006-03-01 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
Over in the corner, curled on the floor, was Danny.

He stirred a bit, then finally unphased.

When he did, it was easy to see how taxing the experience had been on him. His hair was ratty and his clothes were rumpled as if he'd been wearing the same ones for weeks, and somehow he looked skinnier thean before.

But he slowly sat up, rubbing normal blue eyes, looked at all of them, and said, "I just had the weirdest dream that you were all inside my head..."

Date: 2006-03-01 04:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
"I've had better days," Danny admitted. "But do I feel less evil? Definitely."

He breathed out deeply, and turned to look at his friends and sister.

"You're not going to tell mom and dad I've been going to a bar, are you?"

Date: 2006-03-01 04:44 am (UTC)
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"Well that depends," says Jazz, almost sternly, as the shields go down. "Have you been drinking?"

Going totally evil is pretty much ignorable, as long as he hasn't been drinking.

Date: 2006-03-01 04:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
Danny just laughed a relieved sort of laugh and went over to hug his sister, awkwardly.

"No. I haven't been drinking."

The evil could be ignorable, couldn't it.

That's what he loved about his sister and his friends.

Date: 2006-03-01 04:47 am (UTC)
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"Our turn," Sam declared, throwing her arms around Danny's neck.

Date: 2006-03-01 04:48 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] fryertuck
"C'mere, buddy," Tucker said, joining in.

Date: 2006-03-01 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
"Ow, Tuck! My masculinity!"

"What masculinity?"

"Thanks, Sam."

Danny let go of them to go over to the Ghostbusters, scratching the back of his head, awkwardly.

"Thank you. I--I don't know what I would've done..."

Date: 2006-03-01 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doc-venkman.livejournal.com
Peter grinned at him, "Hey, Ghostbusters don't abandon their teammates. That's one of the first rules. We look out for each other. Just glad you're ok."

Date: 2006-03-01 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blond-w-brain.livejournal.com
"Indeed," Egon says. "I'm glad to finally properly meet you, Daniel. I'm Egon Spengler. We haven't yet been formally introduced."

Unseen by most, Egon slips something into Ray's pocket.

Date: 2006-03-01 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
Danny took the patch with something akin to awe on his face, the sort of expression a Trekkie would have if captain Kirk suddenly beamed into their backyard (or Picard if they were of the other camp of 'Who's the better captain?')

"You mean, I'm...you want me to be...?"

Date: 2006-03-01 06:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
"Ray, I..." He shooked his head slowly. "Thanks. For everything."

He put the patch in his pocket.

"Now I just have to figure out how to get it on my costume."

It was then that he swayed a little on his feet. "That is, after I get some sleep. And I really, really would like to go home for that, if I can."

Date: 2006-03-01 06:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
Danny nodded, as his friends and sister came over and helped keep him standing upright.

"Soon, I hope."

Jazz immediately started fussing over him as they led him out the door.


Date: 2006-03-01 06:15 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] bringnewjokes
Sam, of all people, lingered behind.

"Look, uh, I'm still not sure about this whole end of the universe, ghostbuster thing, but...thank you. He means a lot to us." Her cheeks went a little bit of the color she loathed. "And he means a lot to our town--even if they're ungrateful and don't realize it. Aaand, I gotta go."

Then she ran off before they could answer, because she hated mushy garbage.

Date: 2006-03-01 06:15 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] fryertuck
"So I guess this means we don't have to keep lying about him sleeping over my house?" Tucker asked, as they went out the door.

Date: 2006-03-01 06:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
One Last Thing.

Danny stuck his head in the door briefly, and asked. "By the way...what's up with the robes and the lightsaber?"

Date: 2006-03-01 06:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
Danny nodded sleepily, but looked relieved, and escorted by his sister and two best friends, he left to finally go home.

...Hoping that he'd never become anything like that again.

(Beware!)

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