A/N: The following fic is exactly 100 words long. It's the second one in a collection (but not a series) of drabbles written for each of my favorite fandoms. Plus it's my first DP story in awhile. (I used to be someone else.) DP belongs to Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon.
His hair was white.
"What the-"
His eyes were green.
"How did-"
He was floating.
"This can't be happening!"
Sam and Tucker glanced at each other. Danny looked at them for an answer.
"Guys?"
They didn't respond.
"What happened to me? What's going on?"
Sam bit her lip. Tucker glanced away.
"Danny... I think you died."
His eyes widened as he held up his hand. It glowed green.
"Are you sure?"
"...You're a ghost."
He suddenly understood. It all made sense.
"I don't think I died... I think I just got powers."
"What'll you do with them?"
"...I don't know."