Summary: After encountering a new enemy, Danny is turned into a dog and is taken in by his own family. Will he be able to return to normal without drawing too mush attention to his parents?

Disclaimer: I wished I owned Danny Phantom, but sadly, I don't. If I did, this series would have WAY more episodes!

Author's Note: Hi everyone! This is my first Fanfic. I'm re-editing this chapter again because I wasn't too happy about the last one I wrote.

"BRRRING!"

"Wow, class was a lot shorter than expected." I muttered out loud to myself. It was Friday, thank goodness, so I didn't have to worry about my homework until Sunday.

"Mr. Fenton, may I speak to you after class for a moment?" Mr. Lancer asked as the last person left the room. Oh man, was I in trouble?

"Uh, sure." I replied as I picked up my backpack and walked over to his desk.

"Now," Lancer began. "I have already noticed that this the 158th time you have been late for class. Can you explain why that is?"

There was an awkward silence.

"You kept count?"

"Just answer the question"

"Well, um, you see…" I began, digging through my brain for a new explanation. A cold breath came out from my mouth as I was about to reply.

"What's the matter Mr. Fenton?" he urged.

"I-uh, Mr. Lancer? I really have to go." I tried to protest. The timing couldn't have been better! This was the first time I wished it WASN'T the Box Ghost!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fenton, but I'm afraid I can't let you leave yet-"

"Please! Just let me go this once! I promise we can talk about this later!" I half-yelled.

Mr. Lancer saw the concern in my eyes and, surprisingly, let me leave the classroom. I ran quickly to my locker to grab the Fenton Thermos and sprinted to the Broom closet, which, for some reason, was always unlocked. I went ghost and slipped out of the school, searching for whoever was here.

"There you are, Ghost child!" I heard a voice behind me as I floated above the school.

"Please buy me some time! Please buy me some time!" I prayed. Turing around, I saw the ghost I was looking for.

The first thing that struck me, it was a dog. My experience with ghost dogs so far only led me to one theory, they didn't talk. Cujo couldn't talk, but here was all the evidence I need. I was actually pretty funny to see a puppy suspended in midair, drooling. I probably would have hit myself with a ghost ray to keep from laughing. Too bad I lost it.

"Hahahahahahaa!"

The dog looked confused.

"What's so funny?" it asked. Was this dog trying to kill me? That only made me laugh harder! I immediately stopped after it began to duplicate itself into three clones and tackled me into the ground.

"I only came here to see if those rumors were true about you, Ghost boy, but now you will pay for your insolence!" it replied in a menacing tone of voice.

"Now wait a second! I didn't mean to-!"

I was bit in the leg be one of the clones.

"OW! THAT'S IT!"

I punched one of its clones and shot a ghost ray at another. I stood in a fighting stance to try and intimidate it.

"The name's Danny Phantom and you've really annoyed me this time!"

"Well, then, Danny Phantom," it mocked. "Prepare to die!" it yelled as it launched another attack. I was ready this time. Dodging the first attack, I turned intangible to avoid the second. I sent a ghost ray toward the third one making it fly backward and hit its head toward a tree. It looked helpless as fell, but I knew better than that. Bracing myself for another attack, I waited but it never came. Opening one eye, I noticed all the other clones were gone. I hit the real one? Wow…That was a lot shorter than expected too.

"Hmm. You're a little weak to be fighting ghosts like me. Why don't you stay in the Ghost Zone for a while?" I suggested as I began to pull out the Thermos.

Before I was able to get the Thermos, though, the dog suddenly opened its mouth and let out a gas before it ran away. I coughed violently I tried to fly after it, but the smoke encircled me from all directions. Struggling to escape, the gas went into my lungs as began to tire out.

It was too hard to breathe…anyway.

After a while, my vision began to blur. The mist around me started to weaken and I was able to get out. Too exhausted to even remain in ghost form, I searched the town for a safe place to change. I dragged my tired body down into a dark alleyway and changed back into human safely. Crawling on all fours to save my strength I was able to lean my back against the wall. The only thought in my mind was of what my parents would say now that I didn't get home by the curfew. My…eyes began to…droop and I…fell into unconsciousness…

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