It was a peaceful October day in the big home of the Fenton's house. 28-year-old Danny, who was now a rich inventor, was working in the lab in their basement on a few things while Sam, his wife who was still a rich heiress, was putting up decorations for an event later that day. Meanwhile, three small figures were trying to race each other down the stairs and to the basement. The triplets, Jamie, the oldest, Stevie, the middle kid, and Dottie, the youngest and only girl.

"I won," Jamie said as they reached the center of the large basement. "No you didn't," Stevie said. As they bickered, Dottie ran to her father who quickly hid what he was working on and got out of his chair. "Daddy!" "Hey! Who's the birthday girl?" Dottie giggled as her father swooped her up into his arms and held her in the air. "Me!" Danny laughed as the toddler got out of his grip and wrapped her small arms around his neck, causing them both to laugh.

"What about us?" Danny and Dottie looked down to see that the boys had finish their argument and wanted to join. "How can I forget my sons?" Danny asked as he knelt down to let all his kids to hug him. Today the triplets would turn four together and they would have a party with their friends and family. "Daddy, do you think I can do a cartwheel now?" Jamie and Stevie laughed at their little sister's question. Dottie had recently gotten into gymnastics after watching it on TV. The only thing was, she still couldn't do a good cartwheel. "Come on, sis," Jamie said as he shriveled her hair. "Yeah, you've been trying for months and no progress. You haven't even gotten ghost powers like dad," Stevie said.

"Neither have you guys," she pointed out, causing them to shut up. "Hey, hey, hey. Lets not start fighting today," Danny said as he led them all upstairs, glancing back at the desk where the things he was working on were. They were led into the living room where their mother Sam was waiting. "Happy birthday, kid," she said as she set the boxes down. The boys automatically reached the boxes with their names on them while Dottie was shoved behind them and reached hers a little later.

Dottie gasped as she pulled out what was inside: A suit like her father's, except for the parts that are suppose to be black are white and what's suppose to be white was black. Basically, the before picture of the suit. But that didn't stop her from loving it, since she knew that when she earned her ghost powers that it will become like her father's. She and her brother's have heard the story a million times of how their dad had become part ghost, and after a DNA test by Tucker, they learned that they would get the same powers at different ages.

"Cool" and "Wow" and "Awesome" were the only words coming out of the kids as they tried their suits on. But even with her looking a lot like her father, Dottie still thought it wasn't complete. She ran to the couch and searched the pillows. "Dot, what are you doing?" she heard her mother ask. But she kept on looking for some things she had left on the couch a few weeks ago.

She kept on moving her now fully gloved hand around till it touched some things that felt like leather through the rubber. "Ah-ha!" Dottie pulled out a sleeveless pink leather motorcycle jacket and fingerless gloves she had purposely lost because she hadn't liked the color. she slipped the gloves over the jumpsuits gloves and put on the jacket without zipping it up. Please let the color change when I get my powers, she hoped as she looked at her parents for there opinion.

"You kids look great," Danny said as he and Sam hugged them. "Now take them off and get ready for the party," their mother said as she ushered them out of the room. But before she even got to the door, Dottie didn't feel good. "Dot, what did your mother say?" she heard her father say as she clutched her head after feeling a sudden headache. "Dot?" Dottie opened her eyes and saw her dad crouching in front of her to make eye contact, his hand on her shoulder. "You feeling OK?"

"I feel funny," was all she said as she stepped back due to the sudden dizziness. Suddenly there was a flash of light as Dottie screamed in pain as she felt like she had just felt like she had been hit by lightning. For some reason she felt like something in her body was changing as she started to pass out from pain, barely seeing her family through the light as they screamed her name. Then the world went dark as she felt her back hit the floor.

"Is she dead?" "Steven Fenton, of course she's not dead," the sound of her mothers scolding voice sounded so familiar that Dottie started to open her eyes. "What happened?" she asked as her vision started to clear as she pushed herself into a sitting position with her elbows. Her brothers helped her stay up y putting one of their hands on her back as Sam put both her hands on her daughter's face to examine it.

After being helped up by her father and given a glass of water she was led to the nearby restroom by him. "What is it?" "You'll see," was all he said. Dottie looked at her dad in question. Even though she wanted to run to her room and see for herself but her hand was in Danny's and his grip was firm but gentle on her small hand. When they came to the nearest restroom Danny opened the door and closed it behind them.

Danny turned into his ghost form and pointed to the mirror. When Dottie saw her reflection she gasped. Her hair ad turned white as snow, her eyes were glowing green, the color of her jumpsuit switched and now looked just like her dad's, and her fingerless gloves and her jacket had turned from pink to purple. She tried to speak but when she opened her mouth nothing came out. She turned to Danny and he nodded his head. "Awesome," she said as she and her fathers legs turned into wisps of air and they began to fly around the house through the walls.

When they reached the living room and showed the others they laughed and cheered but thee fun soon stopped when they heard voices. "Dottie, get down here and turn back," Sam said. As Danny went back down and changed back Dottie tried to fly back down but ended up going through the floor. "You really should start training her after today," Sam said as she glared at Danny, causing him to chuckle nervously.

A minuet later two kids the same age as the triplets came in. "Blake! Tara! What are you doing here? You're early," Danny said as he walked to them. Blake Jackson, and Tara, the daughter of Tucker, were Dottie's best friends. They did pretty much everything together and had been toether since they were born.

"We wanted to give Dottie her presents early," Tara said. "Yeah, we didn't want to wait till after the party," Blake agreed. Danny took the gifts from them and started to thank them when Dottie shot out from the ground screaming and hit the celling and fell down onto the floor in front of her friends. "Hi guys," she said as she got up. Blake was speechless because he didn't know about Dottie and her family's secret, but Tara just saw it as an everyday thing since her dad had told her about the Fentons. And now that Blake saw their secret they had to explain it to him. He took it pretty well.

Before the party and after the triplets changed back into normal clothes and Dottie finally stopped going through stuff, Danny reminded them of something important. "Remember, no one can know about this. So keep it a secret." Everyone nodded and they headed off to welcome the gest to the party.

Dottie sighed as she flopped down onto her bed with a sigh. It was an amazing day. She got her powers and she had an awesome party with cool gifts. But she wondered what her father gave her. She didn't see any gift from him and he always gave her something.

Suddenly she felt a chill as a blue wisp of air came out of her mouth. She remembered her father saying that it was called ghost breath and it only happened when a ghost was near. She sat up straight and looked around her room for any sign of a ghost, feeling herself shake in fear. I don't have strong enough powers yet, she thought as she looked around her room again.

Before she got up and ran to the door she saw something out of the corner of her eye. It was on her desk. She walked to her desk and saw what it was. It was a wooden jewelry box with a fairy on a tiny gold slate on the top. She opened it up to find it had several places to put different pieces of jewelry and it had a big mirror on the inside of the hood and several girl gymnast twirling ribbons while they rotated. She noticed there was a hidden space behind the mirror, and in it was a pretty charm bracelet with a ghost charm, a gymnast charm, and a charm that came with a key to open it, and in it was a picture of her with her parent and siblings. And behind the bracelet was a note.

Hope you've had a great birthday.

I'm proud of you for getting your powere.

I'll start training you tomorrow,

but your powers will grow on their own.

Enjoy your present, my little phantom.

- Love,

Daddy

Dottie smiled at the note and giggled at the part of her dad calling her his 'little phantom'. He always calls her that and only her. An idea suddenly popped into her head as she turned into a Ghost and traveled through the walls to her parents room. When she got there she saw that her parents had already fell asleep, but she didn't plan on waking them.

She went solid and walked to her dad's side of the bed. She had to stand on her toes to reach his face and whisper to him. "Thank you." She kissed his cheek and could've sworn she saw him smile in his sleep. She smiled as she went back on her feet and went intangible and flew to her room, still a little wobbly from the lack of she was back in her room she turned back into a human and changed into her P.J's and climbed into her bed and fell asleep quickly.

Danny woke to ghost breath coming out of her mouth and sat up straight, only one thing going through his mind. Dottie's powers. "Sam. Sam, wake up." Sam groaned as she woke up and looked at her husband. "What? it's three a.m." The ghost breath came out of Danny's mouth again, causing Sam to jerk awake. "Danny..." Go protect the boys. I'll check on Dottie." Sam nodded as she reached into her nightstand's top drawer and got a ghost weapon out and ran to the boys room while Danny went ghost and quickly went to Dottie's room.

When he arrived he saw Plasmius holding a sleeping Dottie in his arms. "Plasmius, what do you want?" "Hello Daniel. What do you think I want? I wanted to wish the children a happy birthday, and I accidentally overheard that the little one had gotten powers. This is fantastic! Now all I have to do is train her to be my minion." Danny clenched his fist and his jaws as he got ready to zap him. "Let my daughter go, and no one gets hurt." "You wouldn't risk hurting your daughter, even to save her."

Danny aimed close to Plasmius' shoulder and nearly hit him, but still hurt him. "That was a warning shot. I'd rather take my daughter back with a few bruises than not get her back at all." Plasmius growled at Danny but put Dottie back on her bed. "This isn't over, Fenton." With that, he left in a flash, leaving him and Dottie alone in the room.

Danny ran to her to see if she was hurt. She was alright but for safety he picked her up and took her to his room. There, Sam was pasting as she waited for him to come back while Jamie and Stevie slept on their bed. When she saw him holding her she ran to them quietly and gave him a hug. "Vlad was in Dot's room," he said while they were still hugging, causing Sam to end the embrace and look at him concerned. "What did he want?" "Dottie. To be his minion. We have to be careful."

The only thing Sam did was roll her eyes. "Danny, under your training, Dottie, the boys, they'll all be able to take care of themselves in two weeks." Danny sighed and face palmed himself. "You're right, I'm such an idiot." "You got that right," Sam said as she lied back down in bed, Danny joining her. He smirked at her as he kissed her and started to fall asleep. Before he fell asleep he felt several small arms hug him and he smiled as he wrapped one arm around his wife, and the other around his children.