#danny sells filters and other inventions

[nekomuse]

Salesman Danny

My brain did that thing where it just says "Hey wouldn't this be funny?"

There was a knock on the door. The room fell silent, nobody knocked on this door. People either entered because they could, or were summoned and then let in.

Ra's, slightly more intrigued than annoyed, told the person to enter.

The door opened, in came a tall man with a rather big box pulled behind him.

"Hello, thank you for having me!" The man glanced at the lazarus pits and slightly crinkled his nose before turning back to Ra's.

"It's good I came now, before it's too late and your pool of ectoplasm gets more corrupted. In this spirit, may I present you the Fenton Ectoplasm Filter 5.0! For all your filtering needs! If you buy the Fenton Ectoplasm Filter 5.0 subscription we will even come by to change the filter container each quarter." He pulled out what looked like a big pool filter, with added boxes, the boxes had green lines and Fenton Ectoplasm Filter 5.0 was painted over the side above the highest line.

"I could give you a demonstration, however with how contaminated your ectoplasm pool is it will take a while to fully filter it." Ra's decided to just let the man talk, giving him a nod. He watched as the filter was placed to the edge of the lazarus pool, half submerged before a button was pressed and a low humm was heard.

Lazarus water was pulled into the filter and after a minute what appeared to be lighter colored lazarus water flowed out from the other side.

"The filter can be mounted to the side like it is now, or it can float around with the added floater. If children use your ectoplasm pool I would recomend the mounted version to protect both the filter and the child from accidental damage. We do give out a 20 year warranty with every Fenton Ectoplasm Filter 5.0, we would give out longer warranties but in case of a newer and improved filter being invented in the next ten years it is reccomended to upgrade rather then repair!"

The man stood up again, letting the filter push out the rest of the lazarus water before wiping it with a cloth that seemed to also be Fenton branded. He walked over to Ra's, opening one of the boxes on the filter to show a slime-like substance that had a dark, near black, green color.

"As you can see your ectoplasm pool is very contaminated, as such I would reccomend a monthly filter clear instead of quarterly, don't worry about the contamination itself, we have a contract with the Infinite Realms and the Far Frozen to fully recycle it!"

"Recycle?" Ra's eyed the man, maybe this filter would get rid of the problem of the less and less effective pits.

"Yes! A small part will be used for research for better filtration systems, a rather big part will be used to test new medicines against corruption in Ghosts and whatever can not be used will be put into the cleansing sprout in the Infinte Realms to make sure nobody gets corrupted by accident!" He clapped his hands after he put the filter back into his box.

"If you want I can leave a pamphlet with you for other inventions and services Fenton Works offers for Liminals and Ecto Entities! We do also have a website for better overview! I would reccomend you the Fenton Ecto Cleansing Shots to get rid of the contamination in your own ecto, it works wonders and can be injected if you would rather not drink it." He opened the pamphlet and showed a small vial with light green lazarus water, calm. Next to it were two injectors, one manual and one automatic.

Ra's took the pamphlet, calmly looking through it. Two older generations of Fenton Ectoplasm Filters were in it, as well as a few other things to cleanse ecto, some circle that advertises as a floating device, as well as three generations of Fenton Thermos at the end. Those were advertised as both an ecto holding device as well as a container for mean spirited Ecto Entities.

"You sell all of this?" He looked at the man again, aside from being even taller than Ra's himself he looked rather unassuming.

"Yes! There is an order label at the end as well, we deliver per Portal so there are transportation costs listed but we do always deliver on time! Our website had more services as well, now would you like to purchase the Fenton Ectoplasm Filter 5.0 with subscription?" Ra's looked back into the pamphlet, the filter was expensive, the subscription as well, but it wasn't money he couldn't easily spend.

And if it did turn out this filter would get rid of his problems it was money very well spend.

"I just have to fill out this little form here?" The man seemed to jump towards him with a wide smile, showing fangs and a bit too many teeth.

"Yes! If you would just cross off what you want to purchase I'll take the order with me now and you'll be guaranteed delivery and installation tomorrow! Please show proof of payment upon delivery for no delays."

Damian stared at the lazarus pool, it was calm and a lighter color than usual, the only difference in surroundings was the lowly humming filter at the edge. He looked towards his grandfather while holding his hurt arm.

"Do go on Damian." So he did, the lazarus pit he knew to be bubbling was now calm like a lake. He felt the difference when he stepped in, it wasn't like the water tried to pull him under. His arm healed faster than it ever did before. His mother smiled, his grandfather looked pleased.

"It was worth investing into Fenton Works, genius inventors, their son is around your age Talia."

"Mother already has father, grandfather!" Damian protested as he climbed out of the pool.

"Yes of course, Damian. How is your newest aquisition doing dear daughter?"

"Jason is doing fine, he seems to take well to the online therapist you found for him." Ra's looked content as he thought about the website he had visited after Danny had sold him the filter.

Truly a masterpiece of a business. The front and center their inventions, a side for cyber security and programs, a shop for plants and plantcare services, as well as a therapist. Fenton Works was a marvel he gladly invested in. And if that meant he would get early access to their inventions? Well, he did like the new shield around his bases.

[lexiepiper]

Bones

Ao3 FF

“Do you think they’re ghost fish?”

The odd question snapped Danny out of his daze, and he leaned against the counter and frowned at the group of teenagers gathered at a particular spot in the wall of fish tanks.

“Maybe?” A girl flipped dozens of long, pastel pink braids over her shoulder and leaned closer to the glass.

“They’re glowing!” the first voice said, a boy with ripped jeans and far too much gel in his hair.

“That’s just the light,” the third kid insisted, the soft ultraviolet strip lights making their freckles stand out against pale skin.

“Oh, yeah? You can see their bones, just like ghosts!” hair gel kid retorted. He sent Danny a sidelong glance before dropping his voice to a hiss in an unsuccessful bid to keep the conversation private. “Isn’t that the guy whose parents hunt ghosts? Who’s to say they didn’t catch those fish and sell them here for extra profit? It’s not like ghost hunting’s gonna pay the bills.”

“Don’t be rude!” the girl hissed.

Danny grinned and pushed himself out of his slouch. “Believe me, ghost hunting doesn’t nearly pay the bills,” he said with an easy smile. His voice carried comfortably over the gentle bubbling of air pumps and water filters, and he grinned wider when the kids jumped at his sudden interruption. “Don’t go into that career. Trust me.”

“Is that why you’re working here?” the freckled kid asked, earning himself an elbow to the ribs from the girl. “Ow!”

Danny laughed and waved a noncommittal hand. “Oh, no, this is just to get me through college. Independence and all that. My parents pay the bills with patents for their inventions.”

Hair gel boy scowled. “So… these aren’t ghost fish?”

Danny snorted and moved out from behind the counter. “No, they’re not,” he said, walking up to the tank and flicking the light from its ultraviolet setting to normal. “See? No glow. These are just neon tetras, which are naturally a bit transparent so you can see their bones and stuff. We put the UV light on during our busy times, but you can’t leave it on for more than an hour a day because it can hurt them if it’s on too long. It makes them glow nicely though, doesn’t it?”

The kids stared at the tank, and Danny frowned at their lack of reaction. People usually agreed at this point in his little sales pitch, since the fish were very pretty, and also incredibly cheap. “They’re good for pretty much any level of aquarium,” he offered. “We do a great deal if you buy three or more, and they generally get along with other kinds of fish.” He trailed off again. Something was… wrong with the way these kids were looking at the tank.

His customer service smile slipped, and he glanced back, wondering what had brought such expressions of horror to their faces.

His hand, still resting on the edge of the tank, was backlit by the strip of fluorescent lighting. It shone at just the right angle to turn his skin and flesh translucent and show the thick white shapes of the bones underneath.

He snatched his hand away, horror tight in his throat, and spun back to face the kids. They flinched away. The girl’s hands were shaking, and their fear pressed against Danny’s core.

“Y-you’re a ghost,” the freckled one croaked.

Danny swallowed thickly, trying to push past the tightness in his throat, and plastered his customer service smile back on. “What, this? Nah, I’ve just been zapped by that UV light for too long!” he joked. “That’s how my boss knows it’s bad for the fish — he tested it on me first!”

One of them — he thought it might have been the one with ripped jeans — made an odd squeaking noise, and without another word, the three teenagers turned and sprinted out of the aquarium store.

Danny sighed and sagged against the wooden framing inlaid in the wall display. “I keep forgetting about that,” he mumbled, and held his hand back up against the glass. It turned translucent again, just like it always did in ghost form, and his bones were clearly visible through his skin.

He briefly wondered if he should invisibly follow one of the kids so he knew where they went and could bribe their silence later, but if his boss heard that he’d abandoned the shop again, he’d be fired for sure. He’d just have to leave it and hope they wouldn’t say anything.

Besides, the Fentons’ son being translucent like a ghost? Ridiculous.

Sighing again, Danny made his way back to his spot behind the counter. For a moment he watched the fish as they swam around their tank, colourful scales flashing when they caught the light.

He looked down at his hand, clenching it into a fist, and even in the low lighting of the little aquarium store, chunks of solid white bone were just visible through his skin.

He dropped his hand and shrugged. Sometimes it bothered him a bit, but it could have been worse — at least his human form wasn’t tinted blue like Vlad’s!

A/N:

One of my favourite headcanons buried by the annals of fandom time is one where ghosts have translucent skin, so you can see their bones beneath. Halfas are a bit more difficult to see through, but their bones are still easily spotted in ghost form. In human form, while more solid, they’re still not entirely opaque, and all you need is to look at a halfa from the right angle in the correct lighting to realise that something's not quite right... Hence why I thought Danny might work in a quiet, dimly-lit aquarium store.