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Call him a pessimist (which Jazz did) but Danny knew that something terrible was about to happen the moment his dad said “family vacation.”
When Danny had asked if their ‘family vacation’ had anything to do with goats, his dad had just laughed and his mother had said they would be sure to do non-ghost related activities as well.
Apart from all the near accidents thanks to Jack Fenton’s driving the trip went relatively well, and even the haunted house they had gone to see turned up zero ghosts. His parents were massively disappointed and while Danny was relieved, he couldn’t help but be suspicious. His luck was never this good.
They then visited an art museum, but were quickly banned when his dad bumped into one too many exhibits.
Danny now sat in the back of the car, glumly wondering where his parents planned on taking them next.
“We could just go home.” Danny said.
“Nonsense, Danno! We’re on a family vacation! We’re going to do a bunch of fun things! Don’t let those pesky museum staff think you can’t do anything fun!”
“Dad, you literally almost broke a Michalangelo statue.” Jazz said.
“I don’t know why they cared so much. It wasn’t even about ghosts!”
“Jack, dear, keep your eyes on the road.” Maddie said not looking up from her laptop where she was editing her latest submission to some scientific journal who would undoubtedly end up rejecting her paper since it had to do with ghosts.
“Sure thing, honey bunches!”
Danny groaned and focused back on his phone where he was reading the latest update on his favorite fanfic.
He happily zoned out until the car jerked roughly to a stop, the tires squealing and several cars blaring their horns at them. He sighed before looking up and promptly jerked back as he looked out the window and saw a dinosaur.
“Welcome to Dino Park!” his dad exclaimed.
“It says here that they have over one hundred dinosaur sculptures.” Jazz said reading from her phone.
They exited the death trap of a vehicle and paid for their tickets before starting to wander around the sculpture park.
It wasn’t space, but Danny could admit to himself that it was pretty cool to see all the different kinds of dinosaurs.
He finally felt relaxed and started to think that maybe this family vacation wasn’t so bad. Which was of course when everything went wrong.
His ghost sense went off.
He suppressed a groan as all around them the sculptures roared and began to move.
“GHOSTS!” his parents screamed, pulling out massive guns from who knew where. Danny tried not to think about it.
Jazz sighed as their parents ran off.
Danny grumbled to himself as he hid behind some bushes to transform amidst the screeching and roaring of extinct creatures and the firing of his parents' weapons.
Family vacations were the worst.