Author's Note: This is a sequel to my other story Shiny Teeth and Me. This story will be much more fun if you have read that first!

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom

"I'm sorry, can you repeat that please?"

Danny moved his chair closer to the desk before him so that his elbows could lean against the surface. Mr. Donati had told him many times that week to meet him at nine in the morning in his office to discuss the details of his next tour. He was certain his mind was still cloudy from his early start and he couldn't possibly have heard what he thought he had.

"I said, your next tour stops are in Detroit, New York City, Chicago, Amity Park, Minneapolis -"

"A-amity Park?" Danny asked timidly.

Mr. Donati sighed,"Yes Chip, I believe that is what I said."

So, Danny had heard correctly. His eyes searched Mr. Donati's face frantically, hoping that this was just some cruel prank. The man's face did not so much as twitch however, and the terrible truth finally dawned on him. He would be performing in Amity Park, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Is there a problem Chip?"

"N-no sir," Danny ran his hand through his hair, "why Amity Park though?" he asked.

"Why not?"

"I mean, I've heard it's a pretty small town, I doubt many people would even come to my show."

"Well my friend, that's where you are wrong," the man started typing on his laptop, "we put the tickets up a month before and, surprise surprise, the Amity show was sold out within 24 hours." Mr. Donati turned the laptop so that the screen was facing Danny.

The teen gulped. There he could see that the show in Amity Park was indeed sold out. "When is it?" he asked.

"August, two weeks from now. We'll be leaving for the Detroit show in two days."

Danny nodded slowly. Two weeks. In two weeks he'll be going back home. In two weeks he might see his family and friends for the first time in almost nearly two years.

"Just so you know Chip," the man started, grabbing Danny's attention, "we will be stopping in Amity Park for two nights."

Danny raised an eyebrow. "What? Why?"

Mr. Donati took a sip from his coffee mug. "Haven't you heard? That place is apparently the most haunted place in all of the United States. Probably even the world!"

"Y-yeah so?"

"So, I've always wanted to see a ghost!" Danny stifled a laugh, "My sister is a strong disbeliever. She thinks that whole town is a hoax. I told her that when we go, I'll bring her back a piece of evidence so strong, that she'll have no choice but to admit ghosts are real."

Danny stared at him. He had to be joking. "Dude," he began, "is that the only reason we're even going there?"

The man turned red. "Well, no, that's not the only reason."

Danny crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at him.

" Okay, okay fine, it is." Mr. Donati huffed.

Danny let out a small laugh and shook his head in disbelief. The walls he built in his mind to forget his past life would be shattered in a few days, all because of a long lasting sibling feud. He slowly got up from his chair.

"If that's all sir, can I go now?"

"Hm, yes yes. Of course. Meet me here tomorrow, same time, I just have to confirm a few things before discussing them with you."

Danny nodded and made his way out the door. He walked through the busy hallway, his mind racing a mile a minute. He didn't even notice when he bumped into people on his way to the elevator. When the door slid shut, Danny leaned back on the metal wall and closed his eyes. What had he gotten himself into?

Danny unlocked the door to his apartment and walked in. He flopped onto his bed without bothering to take off his shoes. Closing his eyes he began to rub his temples. All he wanted to do was march back to Mr. Donati's office and call the whole tour off. There was no way he could go back home, not after everything.

Sighing, Danny sat up. Sadly, he couldn't do that. He couldn't do anything to risk losing his job. The only way he was surviving at all is because his record company paid for all his expenses, he himself was up to his neck in debt. He also couldn't bare the disappointment of his fans if he were to call this all off.

Danny cupped his head in his hands. He also would not be able to handle the looks on his loved ones face if they ever learned he was still alive. If they knew that he ran from them despite all they've done for him.

What if they thought Danny didn't care about them anymore? Why else would he leave? How could he cause them so much grief and go on to live a life of luxury. Was he just using them all these years, and had planned on leaving them the first chance he got. Danny let out a broken sob.

Why did he even leave? How could he be so selfish? How could he have possibly thought that abandoning the only people in his life that ever cared for him could ever be a good idea. What's wrong with him?

He took in a shuddering breath. Raising his head he wiped away the tears that managed to escape his eyes.

No, he couldn't do this to himself. He knew why he left. He was protecting them. This was his only option. He did it for them as much as for himself. They would understand.

Danny got up and walked to stand in front of his window that covered the entire length of the wall. He looked out onto to the city and sighed. Singing dumb songs about teeth as a career was never supposed to be this stressful. He bit his lip and began playing with his necklace.

Wait, his necklace.

Danny looked down at the triangle shaped pendant with wide eyes. How could he have forgot? Bhoot said with this on nobody would be able to track him. There was no way his parents and friends would willingly go to the concert of some teen heart throb unless they thought someone was in danger. But with the necklace they wouldn't even suspect a ghost would be there. He was safe.

Also the concert is in the middle of August. Assuming they graduated, his friends could have already moved to the colleges they'll be attending in the fall. Jazz moved away when Danny was still there so unless she came back for the summer, she should be gone too. His parents hardly ever go outside as they're always making some new invention down in the lab. Nobody else really cared much for Fenton personally, that they'd recognise him almost two years after his "death". Also, in his opinion he thought he grew up to look quite different from his junior year self. He sighed a breath of relief.

"Besides, it's only two nights. What's the worst that could happen?"

And that's Chapter One!

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-EctoLadoo