((A/N)) I wrote this a while ago as kind of a response to AnimationNut's Skulker/Ember challenge. I decided to fix it up a bit and post it since I haven't updated anything for a pretty long time.

-To anyone who has read any of my other stories, I am genuinely sorry for the rather long delay in updating. I've had a lot on my plate for the past year and haven't had the time to write very often. And for a few stories I'm still trying to figure out where I'm going with them.-

Anyway, here's a small Skember one-shot. Not the greatest, but it'll do for now.

Disclaimer: I most definitely do not own Danny Phantom or any of the characters, places, and what-not. Butch Hartman and Nickolodeon do. I merely write what my head comes up with.

It had started with a small disagreement, then somehow escalated into a verbal battle of sorts. So it was nothing new for the two.

"YOU ARE AN IMBECILE!"

"I will NOT be spoken to in such a manner! I am-" Skulker started.

" 'The Ghost Zone's greatest hunter'. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know! Everybody knows because you yell it all the time!" Ember growled. "But if that were really true, why haven't you caught Phantom yet?"

"What are you talking about?! I have caught him!" Skulker retorted heatedly, his flaming, neon green 'hair' spiking dangerously, but he deflated a moment later.
"...He just...got away...every time..."

His girlfriend smirked, knowing she had won.

Noticing her triumph, Skulker gained a determined look once again, "But I will catch the ghost child soon, and when I do, his pelt will hang on my wall where you will see it and know that it was I who vanquished him!"

Ember smiled slightly at him. "If you say so, big guy," she admonished, trying for her boyfriend's sake to keep any trace of doubt from her voice.

With the fight apparently all but forgotten, the two ghosts sat close together on the couch in comfortable silence. Eventually, however, Ember broke it.

"Well," she announced as she stood from her sitting position on the couch, guitar in hand, "I better get back to my door. I've got things to do; songs to write." She gave him a small peck on his metal cheek before flying off with a wave good-bye. Within a few seconds she had disappeared from sight disappearing from sight.

Skulker turned back toward the entrance to his lair, shaking his head in bewilderment.

Women...

((A/N)) So it was short, possibly kinda random, and maybe even a little bit bad, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway. And hopefully neither of them where too out of character.

Please review!

And as I usually say, constructive criticism is welcome. Well, as long as it really is constructive and doesn't completely crush my heart and soul... ;)

REVIEW! Oooh, and check out my other stories if you'd like to. :D