Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. In my fantasy world, however, he is MINE!

...Hi! This is my first Danny Phantom fanfic, and I hope it will turn out well. Please read it--I've got lots of things in store for it!
-grins evilly- Heh, heh--I have a knack for torturing main characters, and if this doesn't qualify as "torture" for Danny, I dunno what will. Girls fighting over a guy may seem ideal for the guy, but not in this case! -lol-...

Chapter One...Breaking the News

"You WHAT?"

"Uh, Danny...let me explain...it's not so bad...I mean..."

"You put me on a game show where I have to find a girlfriend! How can that not be bad!" Danny Fenton, age fourteen, had completely lost it. He was furious. His best friend, Tucker, had always been somewhat annoying, but this--this had taken things too far! There was no way he was going to star on such a disgraceful game show!

"Why are you so mad?" Tucker asked, giving Danny his best innocent face. "You agreed that you wanted to be on a show where girls like Paulina would flock all over you, so why are you getting so peeved over this?"

Seeing Tucker's point, Danny sat down in a chair behind him. He needed to clear his head and think this over a bit. He was going to be on a game show. With girls looking for a potential boyfriend. Any angle he tried to look at it, it was a mess and he wanted nothing of it. After all, he was perfectly happy being single. It was true that he didn't mind ogling girls here and there, but...somehow, he found this whole idea to his disliking. It had "disaster" clearly written all over it. "Are you sure there's no way for me to get out of this?"

"Nope," Tucker said bluntly. "Not unless you decide to go crying to Clockwork about it, find a way to convince him to let you meddle with the past, and then undo saying you'll be on the gameshow."

Danny didn't consider that for a moment. "There is no way I'm going to interfere with the past right now. I'm too swamped with homework. And besides, I--oh, great! Something else just occurred to me! Now I'll have to fight ghosts, be on this frickin' game show,and somehow mix homework in!" He gave an exasperated sigh. He had actually realized that before, but he now noticed how truly horrible it was going to be.

Yep, it definitely had "disaster" written all over it. But there was no way out of it now. If only he hadn't agreed to doing it before when he hadn't known everything that was entailed...

...FLASHBACK...

"Hey, Danny!" Tucker hurried toward his friend, who was shutting his locker in the school. "I've got a great opportunity for you!"

"Hey, Danny!" Tucker hurried toward his friend, who was shutting his locker in the school. "I've got a opportunity for you!"

Danny looked up, curious. "What kind of an opportunity? Oh, wait--let me guess. You got a two-for-one PDA deal, and you want me to help you pay for--"

Tucker grinnedmischievously and shook his head. He was leaning against a locker now, something he only did when he had some plan brewing in his brain. But what that could be, Danny hadn't the faintest clue. He supposed he'd just have to find out what Tucker was plotting when it came.

"There's a great filming project going on because Mr. Lancer agreed to let the Machines Club make a show for a week and a half! It's going to broadcast on live television, too--on a popular channel! I joined the planning committee for the show, and I was asked to find a main victim--uh, character--to star in the show! Isn't that great?" Tucker spoke in a rush, obviously very excited about this.

"Yeah," Danny agreed, "that is pretty neat. But, um, I'd better get home and start working on my math homew--"

Tucker interrupted again. "No, no! My friend, you don't see what I'm saying. I've elected you to be the star!"

It took a moment for Danny to register what Tucker had said. But once it hit him, he was thrilled. But then it occurred to him--he couldn't star in a show! He had other priorities to deal with! Besides, he didn't even know what the show was going to be about. His life was too hectic as it was with friends, school, and ghosts to worry about. He didn't need an added problem. No, he'd have to decline Tucker's offer. He wished he could do it, but other things fell in the way that had to be dealt with first. Besides, he wasn't all that great at acting. "Tucker, I can't--"

"Oh, discussing the new temporary show, are you?" Mr. Lancer appeared from a classroom, and he now approached Danny and Tucker with a pleased look on his face. He, apparently, was very happy about it. After all, Mr. Lancer and smiling normally only went together like a violin went together with a guitar. Bottom line, it didn't happen.

"Yes, sir," Tucker said, also smiling. "And Danny's going to star in it!"

"But I--" Danny attempted to protest, but he was cut off by Mr. Lancer.

"Oh, are you really? I hope you make it a great science show like I suggested. That way, you can explore the wide,
varying world of so many intriguing things. Ah, so wonderful it is when students set up such greatevents for the sake of learning..."

Tucker cleared his throat nervously, indicating that they probably weren't going to use the show opportunity for learning. Yep, whatever he was up to, it couldn't be anything good, Danny decided. Mr. Lancer walked away, still in a dazed dream world as he thought the students would actually do something educational with the show. Danny knew otherwise, and he was certain Tucker did, too.

"Tucker," he said with a glare, "why'd you tell him that? I'm not going to star in the show!"

Tucker looked baffled. "Not going to star in the show? Why the heck not? It's a bright chance for you to break into the world of television!" Oh, great. Was he in dream world, too?

"Think about it, Tuck! I'm waaaay to preoccupied to do anything like that! I'm busy enough leading a double life, and I don't need--what are you doing?"

Tucker appeared to be analyzing him, studying him very closely. His eyes were narrowed behind his glasses as he took some sort of mental note about Danny's height and appearance. "What's it look like I'm doing? I'm taking info for the camera and makeup crew. They need to know lots about the star of the show. And about these clothes--"

"Tucker!" Danny was getting angry now. "I'm not going to be the star! Haven't you been listening to a word I've said? I'm--not--going--to--be--the--star. Got it?"

He tightened his hands into fists to show that he was serious. He frowned distinctly. He had to prove that he really wanted nothing to do with being the star, that he had thought things through thoroughly.

"Why not? You don't want girls like Paulina flocking you? That's what girls do to the star, after all." Tucker had a smile on his face that was both satisfied and very secretive. Tucker was plainly still hiding something, but after hearing his last comment, Danny didn't care at all about that anymore.

"I'm in! I'll do it!"

So much for thinking things through thoroughly.

...END FLASHBACK...

"I see your point. I'll do it. Happy?" Danny gave a final sigh of defeat. "But I hope a ghost comes in and wrecks everything. That would certainly teach you a lesson."

Tucker looked as if he had just found one thousand dollars. "Yippee!" he cheered. "See you tomorrow at five then! Oh, but look out for Lancer. He's really mad that we're making the show a match up thing instead of an 'Exploring Science' spin-off. We're going to start shooting clips for the show tomorrow, and you'll get to meet the four girls you'll be deciding between. See ya!"

Danny watched as Tucker hurried off, most likely to do more to preparing for the show. It made him somewhat irritated, seeing how much fun Tucker could be having with this while it only made him suffer. Although fair was fair, so he'd have to do it, even though he truly knew little about what he was supposed to "do." He didn't know who the girlfriend candidates were, what he should do or say, what the game show was called, or even--hey, wait a minute. Tucker had told him the name of the show once, though he couldn't recall it. What had he said it was going to be named? Girlfriend something-or-another--oh! That was it! Get a Girlfriend! What a weird name for a game show.

Well, maybe he was thinking of it too harshly. Perhaps it wouldn't be that bad? Maybe he'd actually come to like it...ha. Yeah, right. That was never going to happen.

A/N: This is the first DP fanfic I've written, so...yeah. I have written other fanfics on another account, but never have they been Danny Phantom. So this is a new experience for me. But it's fun! -grins- Anyway, please review! I'd love to hear what people think of this fanfic Really, really, really! Oh, and...I won't give away what pairing there will be in this story, although I can assure you that Danny will end up with someone by the end of it! As to whom that is, I'll leave you to guess. -smiles secretively-
Next chapter: Danny meets the four girls he will share experiences with on the game show. And he'll learn what those "experiences" are. Look for some surprise, trouble, and hectic situations comin' up next!