Birthday

By: Wilona Riva

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom


Author's Note: Just a random oneshot. Not meant to be continued or anything.


"Hey, Phantom!"

Danny groaned as three pairs of eyes swivelled in his direction. Only Jazz could see who the intruder was, he knew.

"Youngblood," he whispered. "What in the hell are you doing here?"

"You're missing your own party, dude. Ember's going to be mad at you," the ghostly presence replied, morphing into a ten years old astronaut.

Danny sighed and put down his spoon. "You forgot again."

Youngblood grinned. "Hi, ghost hunters, I'm space-cadet Youngblood. I proudly serve under Captain Phantom; me and Bones here." He waved a sea-sick skeletal parrot under Jack Fenton's nose.

"Youngblood?"

"Aye, Captain?"

"They can't see you."

"I know. That's where all the fun is."

Maddie and Jack were at a lost trying to figure out why Jazz was laughing while their son was talking to thin air. They both shrugged. Weird was part and parcel of being a Fenton.