Author's Note: Hi guys! Here is my latest installment of the Danny, Tommy, and Friends Story Series, 30 Nights of Island Slumber. This is also the story I am currently working on, so this one might take a bit longer to complete, so be patient! :) I can assure you it will be finished eventually! ;) I hope you all enjoy the first chapter! :) I do not own any of these characters.

30 Nights of Island Slumber

Part of the Danny, Tommy, and Friends Story Series

Written By Rugphan

WARNING: A kid-friendly Lord of the Flies parody. If you don't like the book, I still highly recommend this story for you!

Day 1

Boom! Rustle. CRASH! Boom! Rustle. CRASH! Boom! Rustle. CRASH! Boom! Rustle.

CRASH! Five-year-old Danny Fenton screamed and opened his eyes. He felt wet, damp even. At first he thought he was going to get into some huge trouble with his mom because she had just washed his bed sheets yesterday, and now he just had a nightmare and pretty much soiled not only his sheets, but his pajamas as well. It had happened to him before, and quite frankly, it was really embarrassing.

But, Danny wasn't in his favorite pair of red pajamas or in his bed. Where he was was much worse than getting caught accidentally wetting the bed. He was sitting under a huge pine tree, the wind and rain soaking through to his socks and underwear. Thunder and lightning was booming all around him; Danny was surprised and relieved that the lightning hadn't struck him. He tried to move away from the palm trees to a more safe environment, and gasped. A huge eruption of pain shot through his right side. Danny frantically lifted up his shirt, and saw a huge bruise covering practically the whole side of his body. It not only felt painful, but it looked painful as well. He was stuck in this spot. For now.

Danny rubbed the back of his head. It ached badly, and he didn't know why. He felt around to notice a large bump on the back of his head. Luckily, his dark, raven black hair covered a good portion of it. The bump was barely noticeable.

Danny shivered. 'How did I get here?' he wondered. He was scared out of his wits. Danny's bright, sky blue eyes were glinting in fear as glanced up at the sky and wrapped his arms around himself from the cold. As hard as he tried to remember how the heck he ended up in the middle of a forest, he just couldn't. He was too sore to remember. So badly Danny wanted to close his eyes and go back to sleep until the soreness had passed. He was just thinking of doing that. Maybe when he woke up and the storm had passed, he would remember…

"Danny?"

Danny opened his eyes once more and looked around. Nothing. He shrugged, thinking he was hearing things, and was about to lie back against the tree he was recently resting against, when he heard the voice again.

"Danny?"

This time, Danny saw movement to his right. A giant leaf was pushed out of the way, and sure enough, Danny saw a dark silhouette standing right beside him. "Who's there?" he murmured.

"Danny, it's me!"

The silhouette stepped out from behind the giant leaves and stepped forward. Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky and Danny could make out the short, bald headed, one-year-old baby figure of his playmate Tommy Pickles kneeling down beside him. Concern was spread across his face. "Are you okay?"

Danny smiled in relief, now knowing that he was no longer alone. But, instead of answering Tommy's question, he asked one of his own. "Where are we?"

Tommy shook his head in puzzlement. "I don't knows. I was hoping you would knows."

Danny shook his head.

"Aw, well." Tommy shrugged, like being somewhere you didn't know where you were was normal and calming. He seemed to change his mind a second later. "Danny, do you remembers how we gotted here?"

Danny shook his head again.

Tommy frowned. "Where are our friends?"

Danny shrugged. He could barely speak. He was feeling very, very sleepy all of a sudden…very, very sleepy…

"Danny!"

"What?!"

"You aren't all right!"

"Yeah." Danny felt woozy all of a sudden, like he was going to pass out at any second…

Tommy on the other hand, was starting to panic. This was unusual for him. He had never been in a situation like this before. "Uh…uh…don't worry, Danny!" he exclaimed. "I'll find somebodys! I promless!" And with that, Danny watched his playmate leave.

Now, if Danny had been in his right state, he would have told Tommy to not wander off because he would get lost in the big forest. But, the fact of it was that Danny wasn't feeling right in the head, and his vision was getting blurrier and blurrier by the minute. Soon, everything went dark…

L L L L

"So, you just found him like this?"

"Not eggzactly."

"And just what exactly do you mean by that?"

Danny groaned, slowly opened his eyes, and started to sit up. But just as he was sitting up, he gasped and placed his palm gently against the back of his head. The bump had swelled up a bit more, and it hurt worse than before. Panicked, Danny quickly lifted up his shirt. To his relief, the giant purple bruise across his stomach had started to become a bit browner. At least that meant the bruise wasn't as serious as it looked.

Once the brief panic had passed, Danny suddenly felt the presence of eyes staring down at him. He glanced upward.

"Danny! You're okay!"

Soon, Danny felt the gentle arms of Tommy Pickles wrapping around him once more. Luckily, the bruise across his abdomen was only slightly sore. "Tommy! You found your way back!" Danny frowned as the sudden realization hit him. "How did you-,"

But, Tommy was too happy to see that Danny was doing better, that he didn't listen to a word Danny had to say. "And I brought Valerie with me!" Tommy added excitedly.

Valerie Gray. She was one of Danny's classmates. And that was all Danny really knew about her. Valerie and Danny weren't exactly the best of friends. In fact, she hated Danny's guts. Even if Danny were a cute, fluffy kitten, Valerie would still stare at him like he was a pile of someone's undigested lunch. Danny glanced up at her. Indeed Valerie's brown eyes were boring into him, practically saying, "You're a loser, but considering the fact that you're hurt, I guess I have to be a little concerned." But, Danny had gotten used to Valerie's behavior over the past year. In fact, he was so used to it, he wouldn't have been surprised to see if Valerie wasn't concerned about him at all.

Valerie, on the other hand, was indeed concerned about Danny's condition. Even though she didn't particularly care for the boy sitting a mere few feet away from her, she would never want Danny to be hurt or injured. Valerie wasn't a monster. She wasn't cruel. If anything, she could just hide her feelings really well. And right now, that's exactly what Valerie was doing. Hiding the fact that she was concerned about the well being of one of the biggest losers in the kindergarten class.

"Fenton."

'Well, at least she's acknowledging my presence.' Danny thought grimly.

"Valerie."

An awkward silence passed between the two of them. Soon, Valerie spoke again.

"Are you okay?" she asked, hesitantly.

Danny slowly nodded. This was as close to a polite conversation that he and Valerie had ever had. And he was more than a little weirded out by it.

"Er, I'm fine I guess." he replied. Another pause before he added, "How about yourself?"

Valerie shrugged. "Okay."

More silence passed. Tommy glanced at the two of them in confusion. He didn't get what was going on between the two of his friends. 'Me and Danny get along well all the time.' he thought. 'Aren't Danny and Valerie aposed to get along well too?' Tommy wasn't having any of it.

"Come on, Valerie! Let's help Danny up!"

But, before Tommy could take even one step toward his playmate, Danny was up on his feet. "Thanks, Tommy." he grinned slightly. "I'm feeling a whole lot better now. My head's really sore, but other than that, I'm just fine." Danny winced, and tenderly felt the swelled up bump on the back of his head after he said this.

Luckily, Tommy didn't seem to notice. "Great! Let's goes and finds the others!" He started to toddle toward the leaves where he and Valerie had appeared from moments earlier, but Danny interrupted.

"Wait a minute!" he exclaimed. "The others are here?"

Valerie couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Well, no duh, Fenton! We found them all hours ago!"

Danny glared daggers at her. "Well, I'm sor-ry, Valerie! In case you haven't noticed, I got a great brown bruise on my tummy, a bump the size of a dinosaur egg on my head, and to make it even better, I have no clue of where the heck we are! I can't say I haven't been preoccupied with other things going on around me!"

Valerie gave Danny the famous stare again. "Nobody knows where we are, loser! Nobody knows how we got here, nobody knows why we are here, and most importantly, NOBODY KNOWS HOW TO GET OFF OF THIS STUPID ISLAND!"

"Wait a minute!" Danny exclaimed. "We're on an island?!"

Valerie sighed. "No, Fenton! The palm trees are here for show, and the giant leaves are props for the musical going on next door!" She rolled her eyes once more. "Yes, we're on an island!"

Danny ignored Valerie's last comment as his eyes widened in fear. "We're marooned here?"

Valerie was silent this time. She hadn't really thought much about that fact until just now. What if they never got off the island?

But, Tommy interrupted her thoughts. "Come on, you guys! Our friends are this way!"

Figuring that there wasn't any point in arguing anymore at the moment, Danny and Valerie followed Tommy deep into the dark woods. Danny couldn't help but notice bent twigs and leaves every few feet out of the way of the path Tommy was leading them through. 'So that was how Tommy was able to find his way back here!' Danny thought. Danny couldn't help but grin at this. He had taught his playmate well.

After what seemed like hours of walking, the three kids finally made it to the edge of the woods. Sure enough, everyone else was waiting there for them including Dash and his pal Quan, Paulina and her best friend Star, Danny's best friend Tucker Foley, his playmate and Tommy's best friend Chuckie Finster, Chuckie and Tommy's friends Phil and Lil Deville, and all of the rest of Danny's kindergarten class. Sam Manson, Danny's other best friend was the first one to run up to him.

"Danny! Are you alright?" she asked, concern spreading across her face immediately. "When we heard you had passed out in the woods, we were all so worried!" Sam gave him a big hug. "We're so glad you're safe!"

Danny hugged Sam back. It was funny, Danny had never hugged Sam for this long before in his life. It felt kind of…nice.

But, Dash interrupted Danny's train of thought. "Great!" he exclaimed. "I'm glad to see Fenton's alright! Now, we can goof off!" With that, Dash headed to the nearest palm tree, and plopped down beside it.

Paulina smiled. "I'm with you there Dash!" So, she, Star, Valerie, and the rest of the kindergarten class, followed and sat in their quiet and peaceful spots beside the palm trees. The babies looked unsure of themselves.

Meanwhile, Sam was staring at all of her classmates in shock. "You're kidding, right?" she asked. "Danny just got back from a horrible few hours in the woods, and you're telling me it's time to lie around and relax? Why don't we make some fruit smoothies while we're at it!"

Danny winced. He knew how upset Sam could get in moments of stress. "Sam, don't fret about it too much. It's-,"

But Sam cut him off. "I'm sorry, Danny! These guys can give us all of the crud they want at school, but we're in a life or death situation here!"

Danny went silent then for a moment. He knew she was right. "We should be doing something productive." he added. "Maybe we should build shelters in case there's another storm coming along."

Dash snorted. "Who are you kidding, Fenton? The sky's all clear now!"

Danny glanced upward, and sure enough the sky was as blue as could be. How come he hadn't noticed that before? That thought triggered another one. "Does anybody remember how we got here?"

"We checked. Nobody knows."

Danny was officially puzzled now. How the heck could all of them have gotten on this island without remembering how they got there in the first place? He shook the thought away. He couldn't worry about that now.

"Look," Danny continued, "we need to get these shelters built. We don't know when we're getting off of this island." Or if we ever will. Danny shuddered involuntarily. He hadn't meant for that horrible thought to pass through his mind.

Dash waved Danny off. "Don't fret so much, Fenton! If you feel so insistent on building useless little houses for you and your dollies or whatever you want to call your loser friends-,"

"I resent that!" Tucker exclaimed, stomping toward Dash in anger. "We are not dolls!"

Tucker cried out as Dash shoved him to the ground.

"-then why don't you guys do it yourselves?" Dash finished, like nothing unusual just happened.

As Phil and Lil rushed over to help Tucker to his feet, Danny just stood there, glaring at Dash. "Fine, then! Have it your way! Come on, guys, let's get to work!"

With that, Sam and Tucker started to follow Danny toward the woods. It only took them a moment to realize the babies weren't coming. When Sam pointed this out, Danny shrugged it off. "Let it go, Sam. They've had a long day. They deserve the rest unlike some people over here!" Danny's voice raised a slight octave.

"Get working, loser!" was all that Dash had to say.

Day slowly turned to night as the trio worked to collect sticks, leaves, and grass. They tightened sticks together with thick twines of grass to make a three-sided boarder to shield them from the cold, harsh wind. The giant leaves were tied to the top to shield them from the rain. It was pitch black by the time Danny, Sam, and Tucker collapsed from exhaustion.

"We did it." Sam breathed. "We finished the first shelter."

Dash got up from the palm tree he was sitting by, his arms wrapped around him due to the cold. "Great!" he exclaimed, jumping to his feet. "Quan, Harrison, Derek! Come on! This shelter is ours!" And with that, the four boys made their way inside the sturdily built shelter. The four of them fit perfectly.

"Um…" Chuckie got up from his spot on a soft pile of sand, and slowly approached the boys who were now comfortably lying inside the shelter. "Dash, if-if you don't mind me asking, I-I was thinking that Danny, Sam, and Tucker should get this shelter s-since they was the ones who builded it. M-Maybe-,"

Dash growled at Chuckie, who screamed, and ran to hide behind Tucker. Dash and his friends just laughed.

"Knock it off you guys!" Tucker yelled. "You seriously have nothing better to do than terrorize a toddler?" Tucker turned to Chuckie, and began to comfort him. "Come on, Chuck. It's okay…"

Danny sighed. "Well, I was going to let the babies have this shelter, but considering the fact that it's already taken they're going to have to sleep out in the cold tonight."

"In the dark?" Chuckie whimpered quietly.

"What's the matter, Finster?" Dash asked mockingly. "Are you chicken?" He and his friends started making chicken noises and flapping their arms like wings. Chuckie started to cry. Everyone else was watching the argument intently now.

Danny wasn't just annoyed anymore. He was angry. Once someone messed with his friends so far as to make them cry, Danny got ticked off really easily. "You guys are real jerks! If you won't let the babies have the shelter, at least give it to a few of the girls so they can warm up!"

Sam put a hand on Danny's shoulder. "Danny, don't. This isn't necessary. Just let them have it."

"But, Sam, we worked all day on this shelter! We should at least let you or Valerie or Tommy or somebody get a chance to sleep peacefully tonight!"

"Exactly! They will!" Sam said, nodding her head toward Dash and his three other friends who were still smirking at Danny from the shelter.

Danny glared down at the sand like it had just insulted him.

"Look, Danny," Sam whispered, putting her other arm on his other shoulder, "nothing is going to get resolved if we keep arguing. Let's leave the loud discussions for tomorrow."

Danny glanced up at her. He'd seen that look in Sam's eyes many times before. Pleading, begging. He sighed. "Fine." Danny glanced back at Dash. "We'll figure something out tomorrow."

Danny and Sam both seemed to notice that Sam's hands were still on Danny's shoulders. She quickly put them back to her sides. With that, Danny, Sam, and Tucker headed toward the others (Danny tried to ignore the taunting jeers that were coming from the shelter.).

"Might as well get comfortable." Paulina muttered disgustedly as she lay down on the cool sand. The rest of the kids followed suit. Soon, everyone was in a restless sleep. Everyone except for Danny. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to keep his eyes shut. Soon, he slowly stood up and -careful not to wake anybody- started down toward the ocean. Maybe the sound of the peaceful waves rushing in and out would calm him to sleep.

As he got to the water's edge, the cool waves of the ocean touched his feet. Danny quickly slipped off his red and white sneakers and set them to the side, the waves now tickling his toes. Even though the water was as cold as ice, it was a strangely pleasant sensation.

Tiredness overwhelmed him. But, even the soft splashes of the ocean wouldn't calm Danny. Too many thoughts were rushing through his head, practically filling his brain to the brim. How was Danny going to be able to talk some sense into Dash when he wouldn't even speak to him? And what about the other kids? Danny knew they would back Dash up. And with only four babies and his two friends taking Danny's side, no one would listen to them either. If all of this chaos was happening, how were they ever going to survive?

Danny sighed. Tears were threatening to overflow. But he couldn't cry. He just couldn't. He didn't want to wake the others up. His friends would just comfort him and the other kids would just make fun of him. Danny didn't want any of that, so he quickly wiped the tears away, stood up, and started back up the island toward his friends.

Danny collapsed on the ground and glanced up at the starry sky, arms behind his head, wincing when he remembered the large bump on his head. He would have to check it tomorrow somehow to make sure it didn't get infected. Danny finally settled for placing his hands on his stomach, before glancing at the people around him. Everyone was still tossing and turning in their sleep. "Please God," Danny whispered, closing his eyes and turning on his side, "let us get through this." Before he knew it, Danny had fallen asleep.

Author's Note: Yeah, I kind of took the whole "I resent that! I'm plenty nerd!" joke off of Danny Phantom there, but it was too good to pass up! XD So, I don't own that joke either! ;)