Hey everybody! I know lots of you want me to add more to Ghost Speak, but I just can't think of anything more, I've tried to write a second chapter, but this came to mind instead, so, here you go! I hope you all like it! I've got chapter two on the back burner, and I'll try to update once a week.
It was last period on Friday afternoon, and Danny Fenton was waiting (not so) patiently for the bell to ring. His english teacher, Mr. Lancer, stood in front of the room of anxious teenagers.
"Alright, class. I have an announcement to make before you leave." Some groans were heard throughout the classroom. "This coming Monday we will be going on a field trip." The groans were replaced with cheers.
A nerd in front of the class raised his hand, the boy was named Mikey. "Sir, isn't it a little late to hand out permission slips if we only have two days to get them signed?" A chorus of agreeing noises were heard as people realized their parents may not let them go on such short notice.
"Your parents have all known about this trip for weeks. They've all been emailed PDF versions of our permission slips, and have been asked to print, sign, scan, and email them back." Mr. Lancer answered.
The hand of Dash Baxter shot up next. "Where are we going?"
"That will be a surprise, students. Your parents know, but have been asked to not tell you. Do not ask them, you will not receive an answer." A series of 'oohs' were heard. "The students that will be coming on the field trip are; Dashiel Baxter, Kwan Chen, Lester Connors, Daniel Fenton, Tucker Foley, Valerie Grey, Michael Johnson, Samantha Manson, Nathan Matthews, Paulina Sanchez, and Star Thunder. Those of you who were not called will be attending school like regular on Monday, but you will not have english last period, as I am going with the class. Those who were called upon, be in this classroom at least ten minutes before the first period starts, and make sure to wear shoes that are comfortable to walk in, meaning, no heels, ladies." Mr. Lancer stared directly at Paulina and Star. "I want you to bring a lunch, and some water as well, we will be gone for the whole day." As Lancer finished his announcement, the bell rang. "Class dismissed."
The students who were going to go on the field trip cheered as they ran out of the classroom, while the rest just walked out normally. Everyone, that is, except our trio of heroes, Danny Fenton, Sam Manson, and Tucker Foley. Unknown to everyone but Sam and Tucker, Danny Fenton was actually none other than Danny Phantom, Amity Park's ghost superhero.
The trio left the classroom slower than the rest of the students so no one would hear them talk. "How long do you think we'll be gone?" Tucker asked.
Danny groaned. He really hoped that they wouldn't be gone for too long. "Hopefully, we'll be back from wherever we're going before night."
"We'd better brainstorm ideas of where we might be going, could help us pack." Sam suggested.
"Well, it's not the museum." Danny started. "We'll probably be leaving town."
"Let's get back to your place to talk, definitely safer than discussing here." Tucker suggested, not looking up from his PDA. "I'll set up a list of possible places we'll be going."
"Good idea, Tuck." Danny said.
The trio walked to Fenton Works, all three of them worrying about the location of the field trip.
"How do you know we won't be in Amity?" Sam asked as they walked.
"Simple, Mr. Lancer said we'd be gone all day. Usually, a trip within the city would take a few periods at most." Danny replied.
"What if we're going to the Ghost Zone, dude?" Tucker asked.
Danny's eyes widened, he hadn't thought of that. Now that it's in his mind though, he did remember seeing his parents working on the spectre speeder, specifically, they were extending it. "Shit, I think you might onto something, Tuck."
"Wait, really? I was just joking, man." Tucker replied.
"I haven't been in the lab for a couple of days, but last week, Mom and Dad were making the Spectre Speeder longer, like a bus." Danny stated.
"Oh, fuck." Sam muttered. "We'd better bring a shit ton of weapons."
"And first-aid supplies." Danny supplied.
"And food." Tucker added.
"Water might be a little more important, Tucker." Sam said.
"We'd better get a game plan together, then." Danny suggested as the trio reached Danny's front door.
It was late Sunday afternoon, and our favourite trio has finally prepared themselves for the trip of a lifetime.
"I'm not sure about this guys, what about my secret?" Danny asked.
"You know, there's still a chance that we won't be going to the Ghost Zone." Sam started. "I'm going."
"What?" Danny and Tucker asked in unison.
"My parents absolutely HATE your parents guts. There's no fuckin' way they'd let me go to the Ghost Zone, with your parents." Sam explained.
"Makes sense. But still, your Grandma might have signed it instead. You know she'd let you go." Danny pointed out.
"True, but we have to be prepared for anything, and I mean anything. Even not going to the Zone has to be considered." Sam countered.
"Guys, calm down. We're prepared for anything this trip throws our way, we just gotta hope we've got everything we might need." Tucker mediated between the two parties.
"Yeah, you're right, Tuck." Danny said.
Monday morning came sooner than Danny had wanted it to. He absolutely dreaded the idea of going to the Ghost Zone with his class. Sure, he loved being in the Ghost Zone, but with his classmates? No way! What if one of his enemies came and attacked them? What if his secret identity was revealed? What if someone got hurt?
That last 'What if' echoed through Danny's head as he was getting dressed, putting on his usual white t-shirt with a red oval in the centre, a pair of blue jeans, and his red Converses. He made sure to grab a pair of black fingerless gloves that he'd designed a few months ago. They had similar technology to that of the Ghost Gauntlets, to allow Danny to be able to harm ghosts in his human form, and they were keyed into his ecto-signature so that they couldn't harm him in his ghost form. He pulled the gloves on, picked up his backpack, which had been filled with potential necessities the night before, and ran downstairs to eat his breakfast.
Strangely enough, no ghosts had attacked last night, so Danny was actually pretty well rested. By the time he finished his third bowl of cereal, it was already 8:15. Shit, can't be late to this! Danny thought as he ran out of the house and into an alley. Once sure that no one could see him, he called upon the cold feeling that was always there, just above his stomach. In a bright flash of light, a white halo burst from his waist. It then split in two, one climbing up over his head, the other dropping down below his feet. Once they were gone, town hero Danny Phantom stood where Danny Fenton did just moments before. In a blur of black and white, Danny flew at over 120 mph to the school.
He made it to the classroom with just one minute to spare, happy to see Sam and Tucker waiting for him. "Hey guys."
"Hey, dude." Tucker greeted.
"Hey, Danny. " Sam greeted.
Just as the trio sat in their seats, Mr. Lancer stood up in front of the class. "Alright, students. I'll be taking attendance, then we will each walk to the bus single file." Agreeing sounds were heard from the students who were listening.
A minute later, attendance was finished, and the class was being herded to the bus. Mikey, Nathan, and Lester sat at the front of the bus, trying to put as much distance between them and the jocks as possible. The 'A-listers' sat in the middle of the bus, and Danny, Sam, and Tucker sat at the very back.
The pneumatics in the door hissed as the last student climbed on. The bus jerked slightly before starting the journey to who knows where. Every bump sent the trio about an inch off their seats, and the roar of the ancient motor was no quieter in the back than it was in the front.
Danny looked out the window, and as he saw the neon lights of the Fenton Works sign, he repeated ever so quietly, Please don't stop. Please don't stop. Please don't stop. The bus pulled to a stop right under the neon sign. Danny groaned, and Tucker placed a hand on his back.
Danny's parents, Jack and Maddie Fenton, ran outside as soon as they heard the bus pull up. They watched as the students filed out one by one onto the sidewalk in front of their house.
"What kind of field trip is this?" Dash asked immediately, "I thought we were goin' somewhere?" Several 'yeahs' were heard from the group of confused students.
"Students, we will be going departing soon." Mr. Lancer answered cryptically, a small smile on his face.
"Hi, kids! I want all of you to come into the living room, where we'll be explaining what will be happening." Maddie said as Jack ushered the group inside.
Once everyone was situated, Maddie spoke. "Alright, kids., we've kept you in the dark long enough. We'll be going into the Ghost Zone!" The students reactions ranged anywhere from an excited squeal to a fearful squeak.
"Now what do you kids know about GHOSTS?" Jack asked. No one answered. "Well, a GHOST is-"
"Jack, sweetie, why don't we take the kids down to the Lab, first." Maddie interrupted, "Come on, kids!" She yelled as she lead the group through the kitchen, and into the basement lab.
As the group descended the stairs into the lab, the students marveled at the technology, muttering to their friends and pointing at the portal on the far wall. Once everyone was inside, Maddie started explaining what the group will be doing, as well as warning everyone not to touch anything.
Danny, Sam, and Tucker tuned out the lecture. There was really no point in listening, anyways. They retreated to the far back of the lab, behind everyone else.
Tucker pulled out his PDA. "Let's go over our list one more time. Danny, you got the water?"
"Yup, thirty bottles. Hope the bag doesn't break." Danny answered.
"Zone map?"
"Check."
"Heavier blasters?"
"Check."
"Okay, Sam, wrist rays?"
"Check." She replied.
"Thermoses?"
"Check."
"Lipstick blasters?"
"Check."
"And I've got five first aid kits, four boxes of granola bars, and six boxes of Pop-tarts." Tucker concluded. "Looks like we've got everything."
By the time the trio was finished going over what they had, the group had started boarding the Spectre Speeder Bus. Everyone sat in the same arrangement they had on the way to Fenton Works, nerds in front, A-listers is the middle, and our favourite trio in the back. As the last student sat down, Maddie took the wheel and the engine whirred to life, making a sound similar to that of the gentle hum of a desk fan. The vehicle slowly rose a few inches off the ground, and inched it's way toward the entrance to the portal.
Okay, just a couple of little notes at the end here. When I was thinking of last names for the students in Danny's class, I used names I had seen other people use, and yes, I think that Star is TOOOOTALLY Lance Thunders daughter. I mean, why not?
Sam strikes me as the kind of person to swear, A LOT.