A/N: First things first, I might as well get this out of the way:

This fic was written for a contest at the Danny Phantom Real Fans Club on deviantART, one of the biggest fanclubs for the show with over 175 members. The club's rules are simple: Love the show, and treat other fans with the respect they deserve. So, anyone who is sick of the fanwar and happens to have a dA account, feel free to join! We're always happy to have new members :D

With that shameless plug done, onto the real author's note.

I've had this floating around my head for about a month now, and finally I found the inspiration to write it down. Probably that deadline sneaking up…anyways, this fic is sappy enough to rot out your teeth, so watch out, and bring a toothbrush. There's no real pairings in this, I tried to focus more on the bond between the members of the Fenton family than any of the other relationships in the show.

All in all, a set of drabbles each featuring a different aspect of Jack and Maddie's life parenting their little demon spawn-er, children. Some are longer, some are shorter, but all are sickeningly sweet and filled to the brim with cute.

Reviewers will be showered with disgustingly adorable paper hearts; any and all feedback is welcomed!


Drabble One
First Birthday

A variety of brightly colored streamers were strung across the room, draping across the ceiling beams and drooping into the faces of the unlucky guests. Balloons were literally everywhere, littering the floor, attached to the walls, and floating on ribbons tethered to chairs, also a significant annoyance for the partygoers. There was hardly any room to maneuver oneself, seeing as the rainbow of decorations took up all the space.

The guest of honor was seated in a lofty high chair, completely and totally oblivious to the crowd gathered around him, instead focused entirely on the colorful garlands of paper crisscrossing across the room like an enormous technicolor spiderweb.

That was, until the massive confection of a cake was carted over to the table, towering over him and obscuring his line of sight. Curious, the child observed the pastry, before his father lit the solitary candle situated on the top. Mesmerized, Danny watched the flickering flame dance atop the wick-and then catch on one of the streamers, igniting it and sending it flying up towards the roof in a bright orange blaze.

Seeing the large and dangerous fire growing and burning in front of him, Danny screamed, joining in with the panicked visitors who were currently stampeding around in a frenzy, slamming into walls, one another, and eventually tripping over the plethora of balloons. He didn't stop screaming, in fact, until the sprinkler system the Fentons had installed years ago during the first little incident kicked into gear and doused the growing inferno.

Years later, he wouldn't remember a thing, and his parents weren't too keen on reminding him of the episode, perfectly fine keeping the truth of the embarrassing occurrence in the dark.

Danny never did question the suspicious burn marks on the photographs from that eventful day all those years ago, but eventually decided he was probably better off not knowing.