Yo, Danny Fenton, He was Just 97

by TheSteelShadow

Yo, Danny Fenton, he was just 97 when his dead parents built an even stranger machine. It was designed to view something. It didn't work at all, so his folks just left. And Danny decided not to look inside of it. There was no flash. There was no change. His molecules were not rearranged, and his life went on like normal. Crack!fic obviously.

Yo, Danny Fenton, He Was Just 97

Danny Fenton seemed to be a nice old man. He seemed to be a normal old man. Wrinkly, forgetful, boring. Like how all normal, old people should be. Unfortunately for Danny, he wasn't a normal, nice old man. Sure, he was nice. And he was old, but he was most definitely not normal.

You see, when Danny was just 14, his parents built a very strange machine. It didn't work, so his parents quit. Then Danny took a look inside of it. He pressed the on button, and there was a great, big flash. He passed out, and when he woke up, his molecules had gotten all rearranged. He died that day. He became half ghost and a crime fighting/ghost fighting superhero, as well. He had a very nice life, fighting ghosts, failing school, having friends.

One day, though, his parents died. (It doesn't matter how they died, just that they did. Don't question it.) He was 21 at the time, and in his parents' will (They made a haunted one, so he had to defeat the ghost first. Thanks, Parents.), they said that either his sister Jazz, or him would get the house. Jazz didn't want it (She never liked their parents' fascination with ghosts. Plus, she already had a house that Danny was schmoozing off of.), so Danny got it. In the basement, there was a portal to the Ghost Zone. The day his parents died, he shut it down. He was done. Over. Nope, not doing that again.

He lived a relatively normal life, or as normal as it can be when one is a half ghost.

Anyways, Danny was now 97, and for some strange reason, (probably nostalgia, or insanity. One or the other, take your pick.), turned the Ghost Zone portal back on. Go smart, 97 year old Danny. Such a genius. His parents' ghosts immediately zoomed out of the portal into the damp basement. It hadn't changed much since they had last seen it. Still gray, still had weird inventions all over the place, still had a portal to the Ghost Zone. Danny hadn't done much to it.

Maddie and Jack Fenton went straight to their tools, and started constructing a new, you heard me right, new, machine. It was just as strange as the last one, but this time Danny didn't care, and went straight back upstairs to get some coffee because it was 7:00 in the morning, and he hadn't had his coffee (Maybe that was why he'd turned it on.).

Days passed, then weeks, then months. After seven months of working in the basement, Maddie and Jack had finished their machine. Danny hadn't interrupted them or anything, hadn't even seenthem since they first came in.

It didn't work, the machine, and neither did Danny's plan of ignoring his parents until they left him in peace. His parents did leave, just not because of Danny's plan. They left because the machine didn't work, obviously.

Now, remember last time Danny messed with one of their machines? He became a phantom. So this time Danny took one look at the machine, and said, "Nope, I'm too old for this shit." He boarded up the basement, and never went back down there again.

Danny ended up dying at the ripe old age of 1,006. Turns out, it was harder to die when you were already half dead. You would think it would be easier, but no, it made it harder. Poor Danny.

THE END