Hey there! I tried a new crossover, and honestly, these two are almost similar to each other. This may be a two-shot, but it may be extended.

Jake: Aww man! Really?!

Danny: Just how much are you going to torture us?

K: Uh. Perhaps forever?

Both: NO!

American Dragon and Danny Phantom do not belong to me. If it were, they would have a new season already.

It was time. Clockwork stared at the portal, the images of a boy he had been put in charge of flickering. He changed between his old, young and baby self, before turning around. The boy was to meet with another soon. Time will continue to flow, to flow to this very day.

For Jake Long, it was a very, very long day. Sure, his dragon duties usually came around the time he had to go to school, but at least it made school move faster. Today, it was one of those days when everything is peaceful. You'll think he'll be happy, just relaxing and skateboarding with his friends. Nope. Principal Rotwood had decided on that day to hold a speech about how to upkeep the school as well as the use of magical creatures. Ugh.

Jake sighed and laid his head on his desk, staring at Rotwood with boredom. All his knowledge as usual, was wrong. Unicorns are not attracted to 'fair maidens' that have the ability to tame them; unicorns only approach those they trust, for goodness sake! He had the experience! So maybe being the American Dragon was simply dragging him down, since he had to lie in a test. Really? Lie in a test?

He looked outside the window, wishing for something to happen. Spud had started to play with his stationary again, and Trixie was simply staring into blank space. They knew how boring and wrong Rotwood could be. Jake grimaced. He almost wished for someone to hunt down the magical creatures he protected so that he could get out of this class. Almost.

Or maybe, he shouldn't have even thought of that idea. The moment the thought crossed his mind, his phone was buzzing away. Hopefully it was a message from a weird person and that he did not need to go Am Drag now. Alas, it was a message from Fu.

[Jake, sorry to bother you in school again, but we got major, and I mean major, trouble this time. Go to the Central Park immediately! Gramps and I are holding down the attack the best we can, but I don't think we can do this for long!]

Jake planted a hand on his face, before raising his hand. "Um, Mr. Rot-" "PRINCIPAL, LONG!" "Principal Rotwood? May I go to the bathroom? Please? Pretty urgent here." Rotwood glowered at him, before sighing.

"Hurry up, Mr. Long. We don't have all day for class." He huffed as he handed a hall pass to Jake. Jake snuck out, gesturing to Trixie and Spud not to follow him, before running out of the school. Gramps was in trouble, and so was Fu Dog. He raced to behind the school, towards the Central Park.

Dragon Up!

Transforming to his bright red reptile form, he flew over quickly, only to see his grandfather trapped in… a cage with glowing green energy? What is that? Anyway, as he landed, he looked around. "Yo, Fu! Where are you?"

"Over here, kid. Under your gramps' big dragon form." Jake whipped his head over to the cage, and ran over. His grandfather was passed out, and Fu was trapped underneath. "Look, kid. This enemy is something we never seen before. Not even me! And I'm old enough to know almost every magical creature here! Anyway, seems like he's a collector of sorts. And he's way stronger than he looks." Fu explained as Jake destroyed the cage. Huh, that was easy.

"Another dragon? I didn't think there were such creatures these days. Never mind, I believe my girlfriend would enjoy your pelt as her cloak!" Jake turned around to face a large robot, floating in the air. "Pelt?! Cloak?! Not cool, man. The Am Drag is gonna keep his pelt right here on his body!" With that, he charged at the floating robot, only for it to disappear. "Say what?! Woah!" He crashed into a tree, his head dizzy. Recovering quickly, he flew up again.

"Who are you?" he stared at the robot, trying to find out if it was another invention of those weird people who were hunting down magical creatures for research, or another troll invention. The robot grinned, before laughing. "Very well, so you shall know the one who will strip you of your pelt! I am Skulker, greatest – Oof!" Jake slammed into Skulker, catching him off guard. "I'm the American Dragon, and my pelt is going to stay on! Oh, and no need for the title, the only title here in the Am Drag." Jake grinned, before taking a deep breath and blowing a large flame at Skulker. The robot simply lifted an arm, and a large cannon appeared. Blasting a large green energy, it consumed the flame.

"Uh oh."

It slammed against Jake, taking him to the ground. Dizzy, he felt something wrap around him. "A dragon… something that is yet in my collection. Very, very valuable, really." Skulker chuckled. Jake struggled, his claws slicing them apart. Surprised, Skulker took a step back, only to be hit by the tail of the red reptile. Growling, Skulker got back up. Jake ran towards him again, and suddenly, he was gone. Jake stopped, looking around. Where he go?

"Behind you!" Fu was pointing behind him, and Jake turned around just in time to see a green shot before it slammed into his face. Jake tried to get up, feeling a boot on his back. What was this enemy? He was strong, he could disappear when he wanted to, he could fly; Fu said he didn't know what they were! He could see, just barely, the many cages of magical creatures. Unicorns, pixies, fairies, gnomes, so many. He couldn't have possibly lost… right? Even his grandpa couldn't stand up to this guy. He was still passed out on top of Fu. Jake felt the boot grinding on his head, and he growled. A cruel laugh could be heard, before another blasting sound. He braced himself for the final blow, but it never came.

Instead, the boot was removed, and a loud crash was heard. "Oi, Skulker! Pick on someone your own size! Oh wait, do the robot parts count as your size too?" Another voice was heard, and Jake got up, shaking his head. Looking up, he saw a white-haired boy with bright flashing green eyes floating in the sky. The robot got up, clearly angry. "I didn't think you would be here, Ghost Boy. Time to get your pelt to be placed at the foot of my bed!" With that, he launched more green blasts. The boy dodged out of the way easily, frowning. "Still on that, Skulker? Even now, gross! Seriously, when will you stop saying that?" The boy was clearly disgusted, before launching more green blasts from his hands. They hit the robot easily, and the boy took out a thermos.

He was eating lunch now?! Jake got up. He'll have to finish this on his own. Jumping onto the robot, he rolled as he landed punches and earned punches. They went for a couple of rounds, before Jake was finally on top. "How' ja like me now, hunter?" Jake grinned, aiming for the final punch.

Pushing down his fist, he waited for it to connect with the robot, but instead, connected with the ground. The robot and turned wispy-like and disappeared. "Huh? Hey, what the?!" Jake was shocked. He escaped again!

"Whew, there, all done." Jake turned to see the boy had landed and capping the thermos. "All done? He escaped, while you were drinking!" Jake yelled, getting up. The boy looked slightly confused, before laughing. "Cool off, dragon. He's here, in the thermos. Relax, I'll make sure he doesn't bother you again. Wouldn't want to see your pelt on him, you look way awful on metallic parts." The boy made a face, before walking over to the cages. Jake growled. The boy glanced back, before bending down to unlock the cages. The cages disappeared one at a time, even the one that contained Fu and Gramp again. The boy looked at the creatures with awe, holding a hand out to a unicorn. "A unicorn? I didn't think I would see one! Tuck and Sam are going to freak!" The unicorn, clearly not trusting him, scratched his hand with the horn, and stalked off. The boy brought his hand to his face, noticing the injury. He frowned, and pressed his hand against the wound. Jake looked at the fleeing creatures, and ran over to Gramps. Pushing the limp Grandpa off Fu, the dog got up.

Jake walked over to the boy, frowning. "That fight was just wack. What are you?" The boy looked at him, his glowing green eyes seemingly staring into his soul. "Me? A ghost. Danny Phantom, not Inviso-Bill or whatever. What are you?" He posed the same question to Jake, and he puffed his chest out in pride. "The American Dragon, at your service! Wait, a ghost? That's wack!" "Hey, I'm not the one who's unusual, I thought dragons didn't exist!" "I thought ghosts didn't exist!"

"That makes two of us. Now get your grandpa and let's get out of here! Phantom, or whatever you are, you're coming with us!" Fu finally got up, grabbing the boy by the hand and walking off defiantly. The boy looked unnerved at the sight of a talking dog, and Jake picked up his grandpa and walked back.

Back at the shop, he laid his grandpa down in the back. For some reason, he wasn't transforming back. Sitting down, he watched as Fu began to question the boy, before finally giving up. A groan was heard, and his grandfather sat up. "Wha- young dragon! What happened?!" he yelled, glaring at the boy. Phantom raised his hands in surrender position, and Grandpa relaxed. Jake shook his head. "He saved us. Apparently, that was a ghost. That's why we couldn't attack him." His grandfather glared at Jake and Phantom, before turning around and sitting on the couch. Transforming was bad. The boy tapped his arm, before getting up. "I gotta go. See ya." Just before Fu stopped him, he was gone. Jake and his grandfather transformed back. Fu flipped through the many books, before stopping at a large dark book. "Didn't think this one was real, but apparently, it talks about specters, similar to ghosts from the description of the Phantom boy." Jake sighed, before sitting down on the chair opposite Fu. Great, a new magical being. His grandfather, having regain his senses a little, stared at Jake strangely.

"Jake, what about your school?" Jake groaned. "Aww man!"

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- K