"You're grounded!" Mom yells at me as walk in.
"What? Why?" I ask.
"This is the fourth time this week that you've skipped curfew!" Well I'm sorry that I have to keep the town safe from ghosts.
"I'm sorry. I keep losing track of time," I lie.
"Well, maybe you need someone to keep an eye on the time for you. For the next week your father and I will follow you around, and by us, I mean this new camera that I just got. I messed with it and now it will follow you. It will turn invisible once I turn it on, but this watch will let you know that it's still there." She puts a red and white watch on my wrist and turns the camera on, and by some miracle, for my mom, it works.
"What about when I have to shower, change, or go to the bathroom?" I ask.
"It will stop outside the door." Yes! "But the watch will turn into a tracker, so I will know if you leave through a window or something." Dang it!
"Ok. I just wanted to make sure it wouldn't follow me in there," I lie.
"Just change in the bathroom. Goodnight, Danny," Mom as she turns around to go upstairs. As soon as her figure retreats to her room, I try to pry the watch off, but it won't give. I groan and go upstairs. I grab my pajamas and go to the bathroom to change. The watch beeps as I close the door. This is going to be a rough week.
The next day:
I wake up to a loud alarm and I jump out of bed, but I end up on the floor because I got tangled up in my covers. I untangle myself and look around before I realize that the sound is coming from my wrist. I look down as the watch shuts up. What time is it? I look at my clock and see that it reads five thirty. I groan and crawl back in bed only for the alarm to go off agian. I groan even louder before reluctantly leaving my warm bed to go get changed. I'm about to change when I remember the camera. I hate this. I go the bathroom to change. I'm downstairs by five forty five.
"Good morning, Danny," Mom greets.
"It's five forty five, why am I awake?" I ask.
"You're awake so that you can get ready for school and have breakfast," she answers and I groan. Not long after, Jazz joins me downstairs and after we eat our bacon and eggs, we go to school. I'm there early enough to actually avoid Dash and get my homework done. Maybe waking up early actually has some advantages. Who knew? I text Sam and Tucker to let them know about the camera so they won't talk about Phantom in front of it, not in English at least. We all know Latin because Wulf can speak it and we all wanted to know what he was saying. I'll have to make sure Mom doesn't know it before we talk about Team Phantom in front of this dang camera. Right as Sam and Tucker walks in, my Ghost Sense goes off.
A/n I do not own Danny Phantom. This is a challenge by bibbledoo.