Special Delivery from FentonWorks! (AKA. The BRAWL!)

[passthefudge]

"Maddie!  Bring my fudge down when you come!"

You hear that bellow?  It's coming from the Door which has just swung open on a set of stairs.  At the top, you might glimpse bits of living room furnature...but not for long.  The view is quickly blocked by a large, orange object which barrels down the stairs and into Milliways.  As it skids to a stop, you can see it's a rather large, jumpsuit-clad human.  A very shocked, larged, jumpsuit-clad human.

He stares for a moment, wheels in his head audibly grinding.

"GALLOPING GHOSTS!  MADDIE!  THE LAB'S BEEN COMPROMISED!"

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[notjustcookies]

Right here, a martial artist is cursing herself for letting that move work.

Thing is, she knows that kick leaves you very unbalanced. Maddie grabs Dot's leg and locks out her knee with one arm while snapping a backfist at the sprite's head with the other.

[command_dot_com]

And it connects with the living-plastic skin of her head sending her down once again.

"0100001001001001010101000100001101001000!"

Dot should really watch her language, but she doesn't know that Enzo's here.

[mendanddefend_archive]

"DOT!"

Enter one Guardian, still covered in green foam, throwing a containment bubble at Maddie.

[notjustcookies]

"Yipe!"

Maddie is not a happy camper as she gets sucked into this floating energy field. If looks could kill, Bob would be really quite sincerely deleted.

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

There was a shout from the half-ghost struggling with the giant man in the orange.

"Dot! Bob! Uh, uh, okay, how do I say this? You know that guy? Danny Fenton--who isn't me at all, hinthint? These are his parents. Who have no idea what he does in his free time. Also hint hint. Please try not to hurt the--"

Then he got blasted by an ecto beam from Jack and sent flying into a table.

[command_dot_com]

Little late for that.

Bob's containment sphere worked, but a little too well. Now both Dot and Maddie are stuck inside of it, floating above the floor. "Bob~!"

[mendanddefend_archive]

...that's not good.

"Uh--hang on--" Bob thinks furiously. Is there a way to get Dot out while still leaving the other woman inside?

[notjustcookies]

The other woman inside isn't gonna give him a chance. Pockets produce two, short, ecto-blades which slice into the bubble.

[command_dot_com]

"OH no you DON'T."

Good thing, it's an enclosed space, really hard to fight in here. Bad thing. It's really fragmenting hard to fight in here. Dot pulls on Maddie's shoulder to yank her back from the blades. "You are NOT going to dissect anyone here!"

[notjustcookies]

"Leggo, you non-corporeal, world-domination-bent creep!"

[command_dot_com]

"I don't want to enter your stupid world! Are you completely BASIC? Is that your problem?"

Maddie's only half-right. Dot's not made of matter, but she certainly isn't interested in world domination of any sort.

And she calls herself a business woman

[mendanddefend_archive]

This is going from bad to worse. Bob flails frantically for a solution--

Oh, to hell with it.

Bob fires an energy beam, bursting the bubble open and spilling its contents on the ground.

[notjustcookies]

THUD-THUD!

Witness two ladies on the floor...one trying to regain the breath that has just been knocked out of her and the other doing whatever the sprite equivalent is.

[command_dot_com]

Catching up with lag time. This time instead of fighting?

Dot hauls out of range of the ghost hunter.

"Now!"

[mendanddefend_archive]

And off goes another containment bubble--aimed at just Maddie, this time.

[notjustcookies]

It would have hit her...if Maddie hadn't seen it coming and flipping out of the way.

She actually manages to say a few words that she would be horrified for her children to hear.

[mendanddefend_archive]

Bob would be upset at that, if he weren't so concerned about who the bubble actually hit.

[command_dot_com]

Well then she and Dot are about equal.

"Will you stop attacking people?!"

Dot's hoping she'll listen to reason now that Maddie doesn't have any more visible weapons.

[notjustcookies]

But Maddie still has four weapons: two hands, two feet. She slips into a fighting stance.

"Maybe if you get out of my house RIGHT NOW!"

[command_dot_com]

"Take a look around. Does this place LOOK like your house?"

Dot makes no moves to attack. Maddie has no slime-throwing guns, smackdownbearing staves, or blades. Thank User the lady doesn't carry fridge magnets.

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

His dad had been knocked out and if he didn't stop her, his mom was going to get knocked out, too. Only his mom would be standing longer and it meant it would take something pretty strong to take her out. She'd be hurt before she went down.

That was when he figured out that if Danny Phantom couldn't stop his mother, then maybe Danny Fenton could.

Of course, he wasn't letting her know they were the same person, so he ran off into the bathroom, transformed, and ran back out again, human and clumsy and relatively slow, ducking thrown chairs, diving past a bouncing kid in a bubble, getting knocked into a chair and breaking it by a hurled person, and then running up to her, now scraped and slightly battered.

"Mom! STOP!" he yelled as loud as he could, pleadingly.

[notjustcookies]

"Danny?!"

Quickly, she shoves him behind her. "Honey, get upstairs! The lab's been infiltrated!"

[command_dot_com]

"Danny?? This is your MOTHER?"

Well now Dot's just dumbstruck. Danny seems such a nice relatively sane kid.

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

Behind his mother, Danny facepalmed. "That's what I was trying to tell you--"

He stopped before he revealed himself, and instead grabbed his mother's arm.

"Mom, for once, just for once, don't try to protect me and actually listen to me! Please!"

[notjustcookies]

You know, it's hard to both keep an eye on an adversary and carry on a face-to-face conversation with your son whom you are trying to protect from certain death.

Especially when it appears that said certain death knows him by name.

She takes her eyes off of Dot for a second. "Danny, how does she know you? Has she come after you before?!"

Maddie starts to turn back to Dot with the patented Angry Mother (TM) Look.