An unfinished extension to the episode Masters Of All Time.
"No."
"Please Clockwork. You have to let me fix this. For Sam and Tucker." The halfa begged, his snow-white locks falling across his face. He brushed them out of his eyes with his gloved hand.
"I said no, Daniel." Clockwork positioned himself between Danny and the mirror-like lens that allowed him to view and access the time-stream.
"But-"
"No."
"I have to-"
"No. I gave you that chance." The Time Master's tone was cold, suggesting that his word was final. A tense silence fell between the two ghosts. The purple wearing specter directed his attention to the time-stream again, leaving the young Fenton no longer under the red eyed gaze of the Master of Time.
Danny glared daggers into Clockwork's cloak-bearing back, angry at him for not letting him save his friends, and upset that there was nothing that he could do to save them.
"I wonder..."
The royal purple material of Clockwork's cloak flowed effortlessly as spun around, facing the halfa within a split second. Suddenly, the blank, pupiless eyes of the Time Ghost widened as a burning, electric green ecto ray shot at his hand, knocking his Time Staff into the air.
With reflexes faster than Clockwork thought the ghost child was capable of, Danny pushed off into the air, fingers grasping around the Staff's sleek, violet handle. The teen performed a safety roll as his feet came into contact with the floor, still keeping a firm grip on the Staff. He was now in front of the time lens.
Danny jumped.
Clockwork teleported himself between the time lens and the black-tailed ghost boy, but Danny was ready.
His tail split into legs as white rings began to form around his waist and travel across his body. Black and white jumpsuit, boots and gloves became loose fitting jeans, white and red t-shirt and scarlett sneakers. Silver-white strands of hair turned to black bangs while Danny's glowing green flashed brightly as they faded to a sky blue.
The now human phased straight through Clockwork, the surface of the time lens ripping violently as his body pierced its liquid-like surface.
"Daniel, no!" Clockwork's body did a lightning fast 360, only for his crimson gaze to catch the teenaged half-ghost disappear into the past.
Clockwork ground his teeth together as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Why must you be so stubborn, Daniel?"
***
Meanwhile, Danny had once again landed behind the notice, bored from his first time, and without even hesitating, transformed into his ghost half and wasted no time flying, invisible, towards science room 101.
Still invisible, Danny observed the scene from above, twirling the handle of Clockwork's Staff subconsciously within his white gloved fingers.
"Jack, can you fill the filtrator with ecto-purifier?"
"On it, baby!" The halfa drifted closer to the purifier, his hand ready.
Danny watched as the gloved hand of the younger variation of his father reached for the can of diet cola and, as fast as he could, switched the pair around before Jack could take the wrong item from the shelf. The younger teen smiled, knowing that now he could just watch the scene play out in front of him peacefully.
