This whole story is set some time after Phantom Planet. Sam and Danny are living it up married in the Ghost Zone. Jack and Maddie are still in the Human World beating up on anybody that gets out of line. Valerie is rich again due to her job as a hunter of rouge ghosts. And Vlad was separated from his ghost half, which is residing in ClockWork's domain under watch separate from Dan Phantom, and his Human self is being kept jailed by Walker. Danielle is 16 in this story and being forced to attend school either in the Ghost Zone or the Human Realm like all of the ghost kids with the exception of Johnny 13 and Kitty (they had been kicked out of every school in both worlds), she picks the Ghost Zone with her brother and has been there for a while now. I don't own it so don't rub it in, it all belongs to Butch.
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Danielle Fenton woke up to what was possibly the most heinous sound in the world, more brutal than all of Skulker's attacks combined, more vicious than the ruthless Pariah Dark, The most evil sound known to both Man and Ghost, the retched beeping of an alarm clock that wouldn't go off if the cord was pulled out. 'They said ghosts could be cruel? 'Danni decided as she stumbled over to the alarm clock, trying a few times before finally hitting the right button. 'Whoever came up with these clocks should be dumped into the Far Frozen' Danni stretched out every part of herself that she knew how to stretch before sitting down in front of her new computer. It technically wasn't a new computer, it had used to be Danny's and he had given it to her as a welcoming gift when she moved into Sam's old house (Danny ans Sam lived in the Fenton house) in his area of the Ghost Zone which happened to look very much like the real world Amity Park; complete right down to the last detail of the scorch mark underneath the third desk to the left of room 113 in the left wing of the Ghost Zone's version of Casper High. 'He must really love his home' Danni mused as the computer loaded 'At least one of us did.'
Shaking her head she pushed those thoughts away as she put her hand on the monitor, allowing it to read her energy signature, the newest adaption in anti-hacking software from Tucker Foley, president of SF-A2 Computers and Software, and most powerful technology based billionaire in the world. As the computer logged her in and her desktop popped up (a picture of Vlad Plasmius Tied up in a chicken suit with bad make up on and getting pelted by eggs), she clicked on the little green Ethernet icon in the corner bringing up her homepage. She hopped on to her email and was about to start deleting everything that came from someone she didn't know before when something caught her eye.
"To Danni Fenton" the title read. The sender was anonymous. Against all common sense Danni clicked on the email, and was quite surprised at what she saw. "Dude, No Way!" Sending e-mails in the ghost world was a bit like talking straight to the ghost who sent it. Each email has its own energy signature attached. To send an anonymous letter would take a lot of effort and a talent some ghosts just didn't have. Danni could clearly see why it had been sent anonymously now. It was a love letter! 'And a mushy one at that...' Danni concentrated on it harder. The whole thing had been typed up in poetry format with plenty of words that were more than a bit old fashioned and a few she'd have to look up. "Hmmm, was it Ghost Writer? Euchh!" Shaking her head franticly she immediately nixed that idea, although the sheer plausibility saved it from complete termination.
Once she had calmed down she swivelled in her chair around and around a few times before she was once again facing the love letter on her monitor. Glancing at the time displayed on the alarm clock in nuclear Blue numbers she aptly decided against wasting any more time and printed out the letter before stuffing it in her back pack and powering down the computer.
And just in time, too. The Ghoul Bus had just pulled up in front of her house