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27 times.

27 times he was connected via summoning circle. All be the same guy too.

Apparently somebody gave his circle away, who ever did that by the way, Danny hopes you stub your toe.

Other than that Danny Fenton was tired. Not just tired but a bone deep exhausted. Straight to the core. It was the first time in weeks that he had a break from ghost fighting, school, and his parents. He hasn't even been contacted from the circle for 4 hours straight!

Danny, Sam, and Tucker were discussing the new Doomed version. Well it was more like He and Tucker were while Sam was doing her own thing. She could still beat their asses though.

Danny’s mouth watered with thick iron filling his taste buds. He moved his tongue around his mouth, finding no cuts on cheeks and lips. He then realized what was happening. Danny's frowned.

Guess its happening again.

“Danny? Dude, you zoned out? Helloooo,” Tucker waved his hand in front of Danny’s face. “I’m here, just…the ‘guy’ is trying again. How many times do I have to reject him for him to stop?” He rolled his eyes, a scowl prominent.

“Maybe they're like a crazy ex?” Sam jumped in. She joined them on the ground, the blue blanket shifting with her presence. “They just won't give up.” Her eyebrows raised

“Yeah…” He grabbed out his english homework from his bag.

…What the fudge. What does that even mean? Question marks appeared around his head. He stares blackly at the paper.

He’ll do that later.

On another hand, he feels the tail tale of the circle activating again. It felt different though? Like something was coming through? A white paper floated down, out of sight by Sam and Tucker.

They sent a note? Danny quickly snatched the paper and brought it to his eyes.

Make a deal with me

Danny stared at the paper. Can he write back? Is that possible? Does he have to appear or can it be like the note appeared?

The halfa glanced at his homework…Maybe he could send it on the paper? He grabbed his pencil and wrote.

No

He channeled what he felt every time the circle was being used. His eyes shut, his mouth a ferm line. When he opened his eyes, the paper was gone. He learned a new trick! He grabbed out another late homework and attempted to do that instead.

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John was fed up. He tried everything. He just could not get the ghost to answer the spell. He even tried to summon someone else and they just laughed!

In his rage, he snatched a paper and wrote.

Make a deal with me

He threw the paper into the circle, it disappeared. John blinked, staring at the circle. Where did the paper go? Did the ghost take his paper? All that lost blood and offering of his soul were nothing compared to a piece of paper?

Hysterical laughter rang out. When John finally got control of his emotions, he turned back to the circle.

There was a paper. A paper with English questions on it? An English paper? What the fuck. He reached forward for the paper, it inched closer in return. Finally he was able to read it.

No

No? Is the ghost telling The John Con no to a contract? What the fuck. No, he will not accept this. He sent another paper.

Why not

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Danny read the paper. Why not? Stranger danger, obviously. He rolled his eyes and wrote on the back of this new note.

He returned to his friend's conversation.

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Constantine stared at the same note he just sent. The ghost returned it? Why? Did he not like the question?

John grabbed the note, observing it. He found something written on the back.

Stanger Danger

There was a cartoon ghost next to it too. What. Was the ghost a kid? Do ghost kids have the same humor as human kids? He wrote another note saying just that and sent it. Now to wait.

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By the time Danny could read the note, it was after school the next day. He was lucky that he got away before he could be stopped. He spotted it on his desk, it must have been there the night before or just appeared then.

Are you a kid? Do ghosts have the same humor as the living?

…Rude.

He is very mature and responsible, thank you very much.

He repeated what he did before.

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This continued for days, John was asked and Danny would sass. Nearly never giving a straight answer.

Where are you- John

Nonya- DP

Nonya- John

NONYA BISSNUSE- DP

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This little brat. John glared at the newest note.

“Hey what's that! It just appeared?" Flash grabbed the note. “Why is it neon green?” He observed the letters and bursted out with laughter.

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“Danny,” Sam stared at the wall,”What is up with all these notes.” She turned her head to the floating boy. “I have a pen pal.” His eyes glowed vibrant green, teeth pointed in a grin. “Do you respond?” Tucker tore one down, Child, he stared at the word. “He clocked you, you are a child.” He shrugged, “Conman doesn’t need to know that.”

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“Constantine. Are you interacting with a child?” Batman glared at the notes placed up in John’s house. “He won’t confirm that he is a child so, no.” The shadow took a note, Conman :P, “This is clearly a minor. You need to turn this in.” He turned his attention to the man. “It’s nonya.” Eyes narrow, “nonya?” “Nonya business.” Constantine raises an eyebrow and a smirk grows on his face.

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“At least he isn’t sending me sacrifices anymore! And I haven’t given him my address or information.” Danny pouted, protecting his wall of notes. “This is not healthy, Danny! You need to take the notes down.” Jazz tried to reach past him. Danny jumped in the way “No!”

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“These are going to evidence Constantine!" “Fuck off!” John placed more barriers.

Three days later there was an intervention. “You need to give them over, Constantine.” Inside the barriers, John started out to the Justice League.

“No.”

“There is some type of Lurzas water on it, we need them for research.” Batman took a step closer. “Why are you so attached to them anyways? A random kid wrote to you and you put them up like a proud dad.” Green lantern cut in.

John didn’t have an answer.

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“I don’t know, ok! But they are mine.” Danny crouched down, ready to pounce his friends. “Danny, you don’t know this man! He could be dangerous!" Sam tried to reason. But her efforts were for nothing as Danny grabbed what he had put in a box and ran. “Danny! Come back here!”

A green portal opened and he skied to a stop. Danny was wiping his head to his friends, the box, and the portal. He waved and jumped straight in, not even changing. “Danny, no!”
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A Green portal opened, it was eerie and vibrant. It seemed to be oozing and there was a sound coming from it. John left his barriers, while all the others backed away. They wouldn’t be able to get to the mystery house anyways. Not with the protection.

A boy, around 12-15 tumbled out. He had black hair, and blue eyes. Pale skin with lichen scars ran up his right arm, spreading to his face. He was wearing a nasa sweater with blue jeans and black converse. He locked eyes with Constantine, there was a flash of green through his eyes.

“Conman!” The boy exclaimed. Jumping to his feet. He was clutching a box.

“Kid?” Constantine looked concerned, the others behind him shouted about not approving the unknown. John rolled his eyes.

Danny floated the box, making sure it was secure. He jumped Constantine in a tight hug. “What are you doing, child? Why are you here?” He tried to remove Danny to no avail.
“They were trying to take down my note wall, so I ran.” Danny unlatched, returning to his box. He opened it, showing it to Constantine.

There were notes, so many notes. But that was not it, there was something else there too. A…cristal ball? “Here is a guest gift!” Danny presented it, looking proud. “I may be a wizard, but I do not use crystal balls.” John sighed. “Touch it.” Danny stared, expectantly.

John grabbed the ball. There was a bright white flash. Everyone was blinded, ringing piercing their ears.

“I- did you…” John stared off in the distance. “You got my entire soul back?” Danny nodded rapidly, “Do you like my gift?” John paused.

“What do you want in return?” Danny sank to the floor. Feet finding purchase.

“I want a deal.”