Fatal-Phantom-Fans

Phantom rushed around his room, making sure he had everything ready to go. Today was a special day, it was the day he was going to Old Man Jenkins' house to spend time with his new friend, and he had to make sure everything was perfect. His clothes were clean, his guitar was ready, and he briefly logged onto his gaming platform to let the gamers that he usually spent every waking minute of every day playing with know he would be away for the day. Everything was ready, the only problem was Phantom wasn't. He ran his fingers through his hair as he tried to calm himself. It wasn't like Old Man Jenkins was going to try to set him on fire or anyt

"Come on dude," Tucker groaned over Phantom's headset, "You really need to put down the controller and find something else to do." "Why?" the ghost teen asked simply, his eyes glued to the TV screen and his hands to the control pad, stopping only to reach into one of his bags of chips and stuffed a handful in his mouth, then immediately washing it down with another energy drink. "Because locking yourself in your room and doing nothing but playing video games is not good for your health," Sam spoke up on her end on the mic, "When was the last time you even slept?" Phantom scoffed, "Sleep is for the weak." Fenton had gone off to college abo