AN: Takes place right Reality Trip and the first summer after Harley got his powers
Chapter 1
"Where are we going now?" Harley asked, keeping his eyes on the DS in his hands. He paused the game now that he was done with a battle and looked up through the suitcases crammed next to him in the back seat of the family Blazer.
"Amity Park." Amanda said over her shoulder, concentrating on the road as she drove.
Harley looked back at his game, the info not helping him much.
"I hope this goes well." Amanda said in a whisper, almost as if she was hoping her son wouldn't hear.
"Your cousin's the one who offered we come and stay during our vacation." Andrew reminded. "When was the last time you saw her?"
"I guess the family reunion? Before she went off to college." Amanda offered. "She was into ghosts."
"That's different." Andrew said.
"Ghosts? I didn't think you could go to school for that." Harley piped in, showing he'd been listening in.
"Wisconsin's the only college that does, I think." Andrew shrugged.
"Ey! Navi, what street am I looking for?" Amanda said, turning them into a building up city.
Andrew looked down at the phone in his hand and said, "Jefferson. It's a few lights from here. They're at the end of Jefferson." He looked at his wife and said, "In the message, she mentioned we couldn't miss her house."
"Alright. Harley, find a save point." Amanda called out.
Harley quickly did as asked and closed the DS as they turned down Jefferson Drive. He looked out the window as houses with little to no front lawns passed by.
"Well, she wasn't kidding." Amanda said, slowing down.
Harley tilted his head to see past his mother's seat only to see a brick house with a neon sign that read Fenton Works. They pulled in the drive way, parking behind a gray army vehicle and Amanda killed the engine. "She didn't happen to mention what they do, did they?"
"No." Andrew admitted.
Harley went ahead and jumped out of the SUV and grabbed his book bag before shutting the door. His parents followed suit and the three headed to the front door. Amanda pushed the doorbell and in no time the door opened to show a woman in a blue spandex suit with red hair.
"Hey Maddie." Amanda smiled.
"I'm glad you could come over here during your summer trip." Maddie smiled. "You must be Andrew, I've heard a lot about you."
"All good, I hope." Andrew smiled.
"Let me help you get your bags up to the guest room." Maddie offered. She turned to Harley and said, "Sorry, but you're going to have to share Danny's room."
"It's ok." Harley shrugged, following the three back to the Blazer. He pulled his suitcase from the backseat and went ahead inside. He stopped just short of running into a black haired teen close to his own age that was heading down the stairs.
"Oh! Sorry." The teen apologized. "Harley, right?" Harley nodded as the teen continued. "My room's the first on your left once you're up the stairs. I gotta go."
Harley turned to watch Danny go through the door only to back step out of the way as Maddie walked inside with a suitcase rolling behind her, stopping Danny in the doorway. "Where do you think you're going?"
"I forgot I promised Sam and Tucker I'd meet them." Danny said.
"Take Harley with you then." Maddie ordered sternly as Andrew and Amanda got into the living room with the rest of their things. "I'm sure he's tired of just sitting around after that long trip."
Danny glanced at Harley, almost about to complain but shut his mouth.
"Just give me a sec." Harley said, seeing Danny's annoyance. He ran up the stairs, two by two, and threw his bags into the room before rushing back down only to find himself drug behind Danny.
"Look, you don't need to drag me around." Harley said as the two ran down the street.
"Ya, but if either of us come's home without the other, I'm going to get in trouble." Danny pointed out.
"Well what are we running to?"
"Movies. Sam already got my ticket for Raiders of the Lost Tomb."
"I'll meet you after the movie then. I don't have my wallet on me anyways." Harley admitted, seeing they were just getting onto Main Street.
"You sure? I could pay for your ticket?" Danny offered.
"You go ahead. I'll site see." Harley said, slowing down to a walk. In no time Danny disappeared from view. The teen looked around, making sure no one was paying attention to him and ducked into an alley way between a shoe shop and electronics store. He instantly reached for the band around his left wrist, trying to activate his uncle's armor only to touch nothing.
"Oh crud. I hope Ricky finishes updating that thing soon." Harley mumbled to himself. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue piece of cloth. He sighed before shoving it back in his pocket. "I hate being grounded." Harley grumbled to himself before walking back out to the sidewalk. He had about two hours to kill, he might as well make the best of it.
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"Finally, who was it this time?" Tucker asked as Danny slowed down to a walk.
"House guests, actually." Danny admitted, getting his ticket from Sam. "He said he'll meet us after the movie."
"Come on, the previews are almost over." Sam growled, pushing her two friends into the theater.
Danny froze as his ghost sense forced its way out of his mouth. "I'll meet you inside." Danny sighed.
"We'll give you a recap when you get in." Tucker said, leaving their friend in the lobby.
Danny ran to the restroom and jumped into a stall before calling out the light to change himself into Phantom. He disappeared to the world and floated through the roof to find the ghost that had triggered his ghost sense. He floated invisible down the street, hoping it was just the Box Ghost, something quick so he could go back to the movie. Instead he saw Skulker perched on the roof of the sports shop, watching something down in the street through binoculars.
"You haven't turned into a Peeping Tom, have you Skulker?" Danny asked as he reappeared to the world with his hands on his hips.
"Your quips still amuse me." Skulker said as he stood straight, his binoculars retracting into his arm. "Too bad you won't be able to continue making them after your pelt is hanging on my wall."
"So who you watching?" Danny asked, glancing down at the street to see a few pedestrians, noticing Harley among them.
"This is nothing that concerns you, ghost child." Skulker said, pointing his right arm at Danny as a blaster retracted from his wrist. He quickly fired off a shot, hitting the roof just under where Danny floated.
Danny quickly threw an ecto-blast at the ghost, hitting Skulker in the shoulder. Danny lost his tangibility as Skulker lunged forwards, fist first.
Danny grabbed the fist in both hands as he became tangible again and concentrated his ecto-blast into the joints. An explosion forced Skulker back, leaving the hand in Danny's grip. "Cool! That worked!" Danny exclaimed, a smile on his face.
"Give that back, whelp!" Skulker demanded, gripping his left hand into a fist. A weapon appeared from his shoulder, pointed straight at Danny.
Danny reached for his thermos normally in his right pocket only to remember he had left his at home in the rush to leave. He found himself dodging blasts, circling Skulker as the robotic suit swiveled around, not moving his legs as he kept firing. "Why can't you just go back to the Ghost Zone and make my life just that much easier?" Danny asked, blasting at the weapon.
"What, lost your thermos?" Skulker taunted.
"Not lost…" Danny admitted with a shrug. "Just left it."
"Then let's make a trade for the moment." Skulker offered, putting away his damaged weapon. "Give me my hand back and I'll go back to the Ghost Zone for now."
"Really?" Danny asked, surprised. "Ok. Come on." Danny turned around and flew towards his house, gripping Skulker's severed hand in his.
"Give me my hand!" Skulker demanded, following close behind Danny.
"You think I'm that stupid?" Danny threw over his shoulder with a laugh.
Harley looked up, hearing the blasting and was about to see what was going on only to see two humanoids flying away, the armored one missing a hand. "Ghosts?" Harley asked himself, surprised to see people flying other than himself. A smile graced his features as he put his hands in his pockets and turned his attention back to the sidewalk. "Cool."
"Wasn't that Danny Phantom?" Harley overheard a teen ask from in front of him.
"Danny Phantom?" Harley asked, getting the attention of the blond haired girl and bigger African-American.
"Tourist, aren't you?" the girl asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"You could say." Harley shrugged.
"Danny Phantom was that white haired ghost." The bigger teen explained as he put a thumb into his pocket. "He's pretty much the town's hero."
"Cool." Harley smiled, thinking he might want to meet up with this Danny Phantom.
"If you want, the town's welcome center has ghost tours." The African-American offered.
"Really? Which way's the welcome center?" Harley asked, quickly getting directions from the two before heading off.