Living: This is a Teen Titans, American Dragon, and Danny Phantom crossover.I don't own anything, and yes, Fingers, you finally made it into one of my stories-

Fingers: YES!

Living: But you better behave or well... You know the consequences, MATILDA!

Fingers: You wouldn't dare!

Living: Oh yes, I would!

Fingers: Fine... Just start the story

Danny: Wait!

Fingers: What!

Danny: I just want to know... why do they call you Fingers?

Living: That's part of the story. Now shut up and be quiet!

Starfire: Is not shutting the up and being of the quiet the same thing?

Living: ...

Robin: I want to know why Fingers is called that too!

Finger: Fine! (walks over and jabs Robin in the arm with two fingers)

Robin: Ow! (rubbing his arm) What was that for! (try's to stretch) Huh? Why can't I move my arm!

Sam: So... When are you going to start the story?

Living: This is the story!

Sam: ?

Danny: ?

Fingers: ?

Rose: ?

Beast Boy: ?

Cyborg: ?

Tucker: ?

Starfire: ?

Raven: ...

Robin: ?

Jake: Say Wha!

Fingers: LIVING!

Living: I was only joking...


"Now let's see here..."

I was in the process of writing another chapter for my DP/ATLA crossover, 'Danny Spirit' and failing miserably.

"Danny decided- decided to-"

"I GIVE UP!" I yelled.

"Maybe, I'm just hungry? I'll go get some food."

Slowly, I walked down stairs, and into the kitchen, browsing through the cereal.

Suddenly, I realized something.

"Where on earth are the Frootloops!" I asked myself out loud.

"I AM NOT A FROOTLOOP!"

I froze in my tracks, "Was that-"

"You idiot! You'll blow our cover!"

"Huntsmaster? Ok... Now I'm really confused."

"Hello, Living Encyclopedia,"

"I recognize that voice!"

I quickly turned around to find myself face to face with a guy in an orange metal mask.

"We need some information..."

"What information could I possibly have that would be useful to you?" I asked.

The refrigerator door flew open, and the Joker stuck his head out.

"You know Batman's secret identity, and Robin's too!" he said with that freaky omnipresent smile of his.

Resisting the urge to say that he obviously didn't watch very much television, I moved on to the next, more obvious, subject.

"Why is the Joker in my refrigerator?"

"I don't get it either, it's so- cold in there" said the Black Dragon, in the oven.

"I rolled my eyes, "What now? Is Plasimus gonna jump out of the microwave!"

"That's where your wrong!"

Everybody turned to see Vlad triumphantly popping out of the toaster.

While they were distracted, I pushed the little red button hidden on my necklace.

Every one the villains were clapping at Vlad's oddly cool entrance, until they heard laughing, and not from the Joker.

A girl in a purple ninja suit, came down from the ceiling, after she finally composed herself, she looked straight at Vlad, and said with a smirk, "Plasimus, your toast!"

Vlad growled, the Joker laughed, I groaned, and everyone else just stood there dumbfounded, until...

"I AM THE BOX GHOST, FEAR ME!"

He started materializing behind the purple ninja, known as Fingers, but even before he was completely visible, she punched him in the face.

"Ouch!" he screamed, earning a look from the Lunch Lady, who was floating beside him.

"Honey Bun," she said, "next time try turning intangible."

Then, Cinderblock peaked in through the window, Skulker jet-packed in followed by Ember, the Red Huntress and Rose came in on her board, and Rottwood jumped out of my sink (weird I know).

Fingers and I looked at each other.

"New York?" she asked.

"I was thinking Amity."

"Jump City it is!" we said in unison, before disappearing in a puff of smoke.

The villains stared at the spot we had just been standing, and all started talking at once.

"How will we find out the identity of the American Dragon now!"

"Looks like I have a new whelp to hunt."

"Um..."

"Figuratively."

"Alright, Baby."

"I am not toast! Or a frootloop! Or any other food you kids call me!"

"Mark my words, (Danny/Robin) will be my (son/apprentice) yet!"

"Aye vill prove the existence of magical creatures!"

"FaiRy GoDPaReNTS!"

(crickets chirp)

"Okay... I'm gonna go find them now..."

"Yeh, us too" (Everybody leaves.)