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[Danny groans as he wakes up in his own bed. In the worst pain he's been in since ever. Being chewed on and knocked around by a giant dragon thing will do that.

He hated fighting dragons.

He gives brief thought to just trying to take care of himself, but the pain coming from his ribs quickly makes him change his mind. Not to mention the spreading bloodstains he could see.

This sucked so much, but Danny really didn't see much of a choice. After a couple attempts he manages to snag his journal and open it.]

Um, hello? Could I get a little help please? I'd ask for bandaids too, but somehow I don't think that's going to cut it this time.

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Usually.

...

Look, I'm not promising anything, because we can't control who comes here. But I know someone who might be able to help you, I can point him your way, if he ever shows up.

[He doesn't sound all that enthralled. The last thing he needs is owing Frost MORE favours]

Most of the time? Look, Frostbite only had time to teach me the basics. How not to freeze myself and leave trails of icebergs behind me.

...What, really?

Edited 2013-01-20 02:58 (UTC)

Frostbite?

Yeah, really. His name's Jack Frost.

Yeah, he's the leader of the Far Frozen. Where all the ghost yetis live. Really nice guy.

...Seriously?

Edited 2013-01-20 23:13 (UTC)

Ghost yetis too. Of course there are ghost yetis.

You're having a conversation with the Easter Bunny and you're questioning the fact I know Jack Frost. Think about that, mate.

What's wrong with ghost yetis? They're awesome guys. Even if their hero worship is occasionally creepy.

No, I mean the guy has ice powers and he's named Frost? Is that like a superhero name?

Nothing. There are yetis where I come from. They work for North.

No, it's just his actual name. The Man in the Moon has a sense of irony.

...North?

And who's the man in the moon?

Humans call him 'Santa Claus'.

He's just that. The man. Who's in the moon.

...The name kinda speak for itself, there.

[Danny instantly falls into a foul mood.]

Oh, great. Figures someone like that would be real in a world somewhere.

You don't sound happy about that.

I hate Christmas.

[YES! GOOD DANNY.

...No wait. He probably shouldn't encourage...that]

...Why?

Every single year, long as I can remember, Mom and Dad fought the entire holiday. Sometimes with bullhorns. Over whether Santa was real or not.

[...Wow humans are so messed up]

That's...

Special.

Well, whichever one said was is real was right. Not that that's much consolations, but...

...Actually last year they decided he was a ghost and finally agreed on something. Of course that something was hunting the ghost santa down so they could tear him apart molecule by molecule.

[SILENCE]

Yeah, he really wouldn't like that, they shouldn't do that to him.

Standard behavior for ghosts. Though they've never actually caught one.

...I guess it's nice they have dreams?

My life would be a lot easier if they picked dreams that didn't involve dissecting me. And any other random ghosts they meet.

Not to bring logic into this, but isn't it pointless trying to dissect a ghost?

Dissect, tear me apart molecule by molecule and experiment on the remains. Same thing.

Humans. I'll never understand them sometimes.

To be fair, my parents are ghost hunters. They redefine weirdness.

...So they hunt ghosts. Do they know...you're one?

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