A Ghost Love Story
The Ghost Writer's return
I don't own Danny phantom
Yay my first Danny phantom story I hope you like yes it is all going to rhyme and please only review content not grammar thanks.
Narrator: My story will start in the ghost writer's lair where he is moping complaining, and full of despair. A new book is the source of his aggravation he tries and he tries but there's no inspiration.
Ghost Writer: "With the fright before Christmas now far behind a brand new conundrum takes shape in my mind. When you're best work is over and the story is through what could be left for a writer to do. I need a new venue to speak to the heart but where or where should my new story start. A love story needs a strong leading man, who has some small flaws…well what about Dan? Danny…yes Danny he must be the lead he is just what my ghost love story will need. With this new sonnet I'll extend my fame's reach, and to the young ghost boy a new lesson I'll teach."
Narrator: And so to his keyboard the writer does fly to start up the story a gleam in his eye, he taps out the tale, and he taps it out well trapping young Danny in a new rhyming spell.
Ghost Writer: "I'll leave him his freedom I want to be fair, now let's start this tale with a good old..."
Narrator: We find the young hero with his friends at the mall sipping some fruit juice as they lean on a wall, when a foe is summoned that makes the mall goers stare as he attacks and he yells out his catch phrase.
Box Ghost: "BEWARE…for I am the box ghost my powers are great confine yourselves to your quite cubic fate.
Danny: "You have got to be kidding this villain annoys me the most, cover me guys I'm going ghost."
Ghost writer: "with his powers now summoned Danny takes flight confronting the box ghost in a one sided fight. With his foe quickly handled and him in no need of recovery young Dan will soon make a quite startling discovery.
Danny: "well at least that was easy and now that it's done I can get back to my friends and back to my fun…"
Ghost writer: "Dan stopped in his tracks and let his words go, he needed to test and he needed to know.
Danny: "my name is Dan Fenton, and I'm talking right now at this time, to see if I can do nothing but…rhyme? NO oh no I'm speaking in verse, I thought I was free of the ghost writer's curse.
Ghost writer: "and now our great writer can make himself known
Narrator: and in the face of a manikin the ghost writer is shown. Confronting the ghost boy and the ghost boy alone.
Danny: "what is it you want Christmas is over and my lesson is done, can't you just let me be you've had your fun."
Ghost Writer: "your first lesson is over that much is true but there is still that I must teach you."
Danny: "I don't need any lessons I've learned all I need to know, so just go away and leave me be, GO!"
Ghost Writer: You have all you need, the end and the start? My dear boy you're clueless when it comes to the heart. And since you are trapped in my verse and my rhyme you're about to be thrown forward in time."
Narrator: and suddenly Danny is pulled through a rip, taking him on a time travel trip.
Danny: "you're sending me forward? What's that gonna do, and why can't I stay?"
Ghost writer: "because my story takes place next valentines day."
Narrator: So Danny is brought to his school on that day, and sees a package in his own hand fall away, it smashes and crashes and his future self cries yelling and screaming and asking
Future Danny: WHY OH WHY
Ghost writer, you see yourself there you broke your gift for Paullina, a beautiful spinning clear glass ballerina.
Danny: I know what it is I bought it last week, I was so happy but man was Sam tweaked.
Ghost writer: Your little Goth friend why would that make her mad?
Danny: she wasn't real angry mostly just sad
Ghost writer: so I ask you again why the negative emotion
Danny: I guess it was because I caused such a commotion I ranted and raved about how perfect it seemed.
Ghost writer: and that was enough to get Sam Manson so steamed?
Danny: it's meaningless now the gift's gonna shatter
Ghost writer: oh give me some credit boy that doesn't matter, I just turn back the clock by a minute or so, put you in charge then the story can go
Danny: but why would you help me?
Ghost writer: I'm just that kind of guy.
Danny: oh yeah I'm so sure now will you just tell me why
Ghost writer: alright I will tell you there's no reason to lie. I do like you Danny believe me it's true, if only your vision was not so askew, so from time to time a starring role you will earn, and new story I'll get and a new lesson you'll learn.
