It was a normal day in normal 'ol Amity Park. The sun was shining, the sky was clear, the weather was moderate, and it was silent. A black bird flew across the sky and flew behind a large building; one that most teenagers hate, where they were forced to enter because of their parents... that one building named: Casper High.
That building was one of the most famous schools in all Amity. One of the reasons why it was that famous was because most ghost-related attacks mostly happen there: the months of the ghostly attacks, and the appearance of what seems like Amity Park's new hero.
Most adults believe he was nothing but a menace, however, most teenagers and kids think that he's only here to help and that they should grant him respect and give him their thanks. He has done a lot for the town, but he has also done havoc to the town; and that's why the adults don't trust him, especially the ghost hunters. Comparing the good and bad deeds he's done confuses the people. That's the mystery everyone in Amity wants to solve to one-hundred percent: Inviso-bill A.K.A Danny Phantom...hero? Or Menace? That is for him to prove and for people to solve.
Inside Casper High, a normal school. There are bullies, shy people, nerds, geeks, beauty-obsessed girls, sidekicks, goths, brilliants, showoffs, and tomboys; but there is one student that is different from all the other people, one that has suffered more than any could imagine, one that has been into a life that no one could ever compare, one that everyone calls: Danny Fenton. He prefers to be called by his nickname 'Danny' other than his real name 'Daniel', but he has much more important things to deal with.
He is not popular, in fact, he's known to be one of the losers at school; but most newbies don't understand why Danny ended up like this. He has the looks! Surely someone like him would be the most popular boy at school! They just didn't understand. Some say that he simply wanted it that way, that he didn't want the popularity and the girls, others simply say that he's a shrimp that can't handle the popularity. Most go with the first option, for the second was made by a very jealous Dash, leader of the Casper High football team, and Danny's number one bully.
The ones that thought of the first, were correct. Danny simply didn't want the popularity, he was proud of his level. For he understood, the hard way, that being popular is pain and that you never have true friends if you're in the A-list.
Danny had raven black hair; and baby blue, bright blue, crystal blue, turquoise, preferred to be ocean blue eyes. He always wore a white, simple, short-sleeved shirt with a red oval in the middle, and on the edges of his sleeves and collar. As bottoms he preferred to wear jeans that match the color of his eyes. And finally, shoes that matched the colors of his shirt.
He was walking with his best friends, carrying his purple backpack with his right shoulder.
He looked to the right at one of his best friends, who was named Tucker Foley, the techno-geek that only two people truly understood, one of them being Danny.
Tucker was dark skinned. He had dark green eyes, short black hair that was underneath his red beret, and wore a pair of normal black glasses. He preferred to wear a yellow, long sleeved shirt; long-shorts that matched the color of his eyes; brown boots that just happen to reach right underneath the shorts; and a black belt with a silver belt buckle.
The African-American was the brave techno-geek who was interested in 'the ladies'.
Even though Tucker appears to be weird, he is the most loyal, and best friend Danny could ever have.
Turning to his left, he saw a girl named Samantha Manson, who often threatens to kill if anyone calls her 'Samantha' and likes to be called 'Sam'.
She had raven, short black hair with a small anti-gravity ponytail tied by a green hairband; and violet, sparkling eyes with a lipstick that matched the color of her eyes. She wore a black, cut shirt the reached just above her stomach, viewing her belly button,with a small purple oval in the middle of her shirt that was similar to Danny's. She wore a black, green stripped short skirt, violet leggings; and black, combat boots. She also wore black bracelets on both her hands, and a black choker to complete her outfit.
That, was the goth tomboy, who disliked pink, and the happy colors. She was also was the one who had a slight crush on Danny.
Danny thought of her as the most generous girl and he truly liked her style. He always supported her and she did the same.
Tucker was always there to help, pushing his slight cowardliness aside.
Tucker got out a blue cologne bottle, and started spraying himself with it, making green smoke. Danny and Sam immediately began to cough. Sam used her arm to cover her mouth, while Danny used his hands.
Tucker finally stopped spraying and they began to calm down.
"Tuck, when are you ever gonna get rid of that?" Asked Danny, waving the smoke away from him.
"Never, after the Spectra hospital thing, I figured the ladies would want some of it. Plus, it makes me feel brave," Tucker replied while he smiled at Star, one of the A-listers that was also known to be Paulina's best friend or side-kick, walked by.
She had blond, long hair, and aqua eyes; wearing a white short sleeved shirt with an orange 9 on it, and one orange line on the edges of her sleeves and collar and at the bottom of her shirt; bright red tights that reached below her knees; white, simple ballerina shoes; and a clip with an orange flower on the side of her hair to complete her outfit.
Tucker had a small crush on her, but after experience, he didn't want that kind of love from her.. he wanted to earn her heart.
He tried smiling at her and raising both his eyebrows twice, but she ignored him and kept walking.
Tucker looked down.
Sam laughed and said. "You do know that when you saved the day the ghost left the bodies because of how awful it smelt, right?"
Tucker growled, but Danny started laughing too.
"Cheer up, Tuck. I'm sure you'll find someone one day," He said.
"How come you always get the girls?!" Tucker asked his best friend, making the goth blus and Danny laugh harder. "I'm serious! Give me some tips! How do you do it?!"
"Well, for starters, I don't use cologne to impress girls," Danny mocked.
Tucker blushed before putting his cologne out of site.
Sam started laughing again.
"Dude, not cool," Tucker muttered.
"Oh come on, Tucker, admit it! It's funny!" Sam said.
Tucker, sighed, before chuckling. "I guess it's a little funny... hey Danny?"
"Yeah?" He replied, looking at his best friend.
"To impress a girl, do I have to make my pants fall and act like a goof? Or will either one do?" He mocked.
Danny blushed. "Hey! That was one time!"
They all laughed together before the bell rang.
"Okay, you goofs, enough chatting. We're at school, not the cafe. The last thing we need is another detention slip," Sam remarked.
"You're right, Sam, Lancer has been acting up on the punishment lately," Danny added.
"Well, good luck with Shakespeare. I'll be in the library enjoying my free period. Might as well hit the computers!" Tucker exclaimed.
"Good 'ol Tuck." Danny said in a joking tone.
"Shakespeare isn't that bad, he's one of the greatest writers in history," Objected Sam.
"Oh come on, Sam, he's boring and you know it," Tucker said.
"He's not boring he's-" She was cut off by both the boys saying in unison:
"-He's boring."
"Well, I gotta go. See ya!" Tucker said, waving his goodbye.
The trio said their goodbyes before Tucker walked towards the library, leaving Danny and Sam to walk towards the boring English class.
They didn't speak a word since they both didn't know what to say. Tucker was the one who usually opened up the conversations.
All that silence was cut short when they reached the class.
Danny opened the door and signed for Sam to enter kindly. She gave him a thankful nod, before they both took a seat.
Danny took a seat next to Dash, who had short blond hair, and purple eyes; wearing a red and white leather jacket; white sleeves, collar, and bottom line, an and the rest of the jacket was red. He wore a black t-shirt underneath that jacket; blue jeans, and white sneakers.
He is Danny's official bully, always after him; unaware that if Danny wanted to, he would end up in the hospital with multiple broken ribs, bones, and bleeding like crazy.
So, Danny didn't enjoy sitting next to the bully.
Danny looked at Sam for help, who a took a seat next to Paulina, the girl with wavy black hair, and aqua eyes.
She wore a pink, short-sleeved shirt that reached above her stomach and very thin white strips in the middle of both her sleeves, blue tights, white ballerina shoes, and a pink clip on her hair to complete her outfit. She also put on a purple eye shadow and dark pink lipstick.
She was known to be the beauty queen of Casper High, and Sam's arch enemy.
Danny once had a crush on Paulina a while ago. However, she used that to her advantage and attempted to make Sam jealous, thinking that they both were dating, but she dumped him the moment she knew Sam and he were only friends.
That was mainly why Sam hated her so much.
Both Danny and Sam disliked their places, but they eventually decided to live with it.
Dash looked at Danny with a deathly glare. Not knowing what else to do, Danny responded with a nervous smile. Dash smirked at the sight of the nervous teen and was about to punch Danny, but was interrupted by Mr. Lancer, their teacher, entering the class.
Dash picked up an empty can of coke from the ground and smashed it while smirking.
Danny gulped and looked at their over-weighted teacher, knowing what was coming to him after class.
Lancer had the same green eyes as Tucker.
He was bold, but had a small, black beard.
He wore a blue chemise with the sleeves and collar folded up; gray, white-stripped tights; and black, formal shoes. He wore a black tie. He was definitely out of shape.
He entered, and looked around the class, surprised to see that Danny made it in time, but shrugged it off.
"Good morning, class," He began, waiting for a reply.
He looked left and right at his students, blinking twice.
Receiving no answer, he continued. "As you all know, this lesson is going to be special, for we're going to talk about the famous Shakespeare himself! Woo-hoo!" He raised his arms and looked up, eyes closed and smiling widely, wanting the students to be as excited as him.
However, all they did was look at him awkwardly, blinking twice.
He opened his eyes, and put his hands down in shame. "Alright, class, open your textbooks to chapter fifteen of thirty-two. We're behind schedule, so we might as well, as you teenagers say...," He raised a red book that was titled in yellow 'How to Hip' and read, "Catch up on the dog!"
He put his book down, and after receiving no answer; he sighed, sat down on the teacher's desk, and opened is own teachers' edition book.
None of the students dared to correct their over-weighted teacher. Instead, they got their own books and opened it on the chapter that was needed.
Lancer started reading, much to the students' annoyance.
Danny frowned as he looked at his book, reading after his teacher. As Lancer kept reading, Danny would occasionally raise his head to look at Sam while she read carefully after their teacher. One of the times, he looked at Dash, who was throwing spit balls on the nerd, Mickey, that was sitting in front of him.
Mickey had orange hair and green eyes that were underneath a large pair of oval glasses. He had a few freckles on his cheeks, and one of his teeth was broken.
He wore a white chemise folded up to be short-sleeved; light, coco-colored jeans that reached below his knees; white, tall socks; and formal, black shoes.
He was known as the biggest nerd in Casper High, which made him the most popular punching bag.
That wasn't fair in others' point of view, such as Danny, because they thought Mickey didn't deserve all this; however, what surprised them was that Mickey was okay with it, just because he was popular in his own way.
Danny sighed and looked at his book. He felt that the fifteen minutes he's been in class have been fifteen years.
He got extremely bored, and of course, as any other high school student, he fell asleep in the middle of class.
Cold breath escaped Danny's sleeping form, which have only been there for a few seconds. He woke up, shocked, and looked around. He sighed as he realized what just happened. He groaned and looked at Sam, who had noticed the strange look on his face, gave him a questioning look, and started whispering something to Danny. However, just as he was about to whisper a reply, his surrounding slowly started turning purple, and time slowed down.
He looked at her and raised an eyebrow. Her mouth was moving slower and slower, until it stopped moving entirely.
He gasped and looked around, seeing that the whole class was like that as well. Lancer's mouth open while reading and his eyes were glued to his large text book; Dash chewed another spit ball; Mickey looked grossed out towards Dash; Paulina looked at herself in a small, golden, eye shadow mirror; and Star looked at Paulina with her thumbs up.
All the class were frozen solid, except for Danny.
All he heard was silence.
"Sam...?" He whispered.
Receiving no answer, he tried again, but a little louder. "Sam?"
His surroundings started to move like waves.
The horizontal waves started to speed up, as he and his desk were the only things left from the class. His surroundings started to turn very dark gray. Just too late he realized he was going through a portal.
He gasped as he tried to get off his desk, but to find himself stuck to it. He kept struggling in fear, attempting to push himself off the chair with all his might.
Just as he was about to go ghost, it stopped, and he was left in a place where the sky was gray, the ground was really dark brown, and fog surrounding the entire place.
He looked around in awe and fell off the chair.
He stood up and dusted the dirt off himself then looked around. Slowly, he stepped on what seemed like grass, or mud. Step by step, he looked around carefully. He started to worry and stopped after the fifth step.
"Sam?" He called, looking around again.
"Tucker?" Receiving no answer, he tried another person.
"Jazz?"
Again, silence. "Anyone?!"
He started walking again, slowly but quicker than before. He saw multiple trees in front of him, and stones all over the place. He was in a graveyard, he knew it.
He walked deeper into the trees, as the stones disappeared.
"Since when did Amity have a forest..?" He whispered to himself, as he kept walking, "How is it a graveyard too? Wait, what am I even doing here? How did I get here?!"
He stopped and face-pumped himself. "Oh, great, now I'm talking to myself. This place is seriously creeping me out."
As he walked deeper, it got darker. Deciding he should turn around, Danny turned, but stopped when he heard a whisper. He froze in shock, as the fog around him increased, becoming harder for him to see. He turned around again, looking around in worry.
"Guuuuuhhhh...," He heard the voice groaning, but he saw nothing.
"Who's there?!" He asked, backing away.
"Guuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh....," The groaning became louder, making Danny realize that it was not only one person, but multiple people groaning.
"Show yourselves!" Danny yelled to the air and started to run.
However, because all he could see was white, he didn't know where he was going.
As he ran he met a pair of red eyes only about three feet from him. He gasped, turned around, and ran to the opposite side, only to be met by another pair of red eyes. He turned to the left, and found another. Another and another, until he was surrounded by five red eyes.
He was in the middle, so he knew they were aiming for him. He stood in a fighting stance.
"I-I'm not scared of you!" Danny shouted.
"Daaaannyyyyy...," All the voices whispered.
"Who are you?! How do you know me?!" He yelled again.
Once figure came close to him, as he was about to punch it, he saw that it was only Madeline 'Maddie' Fenton, his own mom.
Her short, red hair was messy; her violet eyes were replaced by red ones; her skin was paler than even his; and parts her blue jumpsuit were torn.
"Mom...," Danny whispered in disbelief.
He backed away, only to bump into another large figure. He slowly turned around, and found his Dad, Jack Fenton.
What once were his blue eyes became red; his black, short hair with tints of white was very messy; and his skin was just like Maddie's. His orange jumpsuit torn a little from the stomach, the arms, and a part of his shoes were bitten.
"Dad..."
Danny ran to his right, and bumped to yet another figure. His own sister, Jasmine 'Jazz' Fenton. Her red hair messy; her aqua headband torn away from her hair; her aqua eyes now red; her skin pale green; her black, long sleeved shirt, dirty, the right arm of her shirt fully torn; her aqua jeans torn from the knees; and her black shoes still the same.
"Jazz..."
He went to his right, and saw Tucker Foley, his best friend. Glasses missing, eyes red, skin pale green, and the bottom of his shirt torn. His shorts still the same, but one of his boots missing, and a part of his red beret eaten.
"Tucker..."
He turned to the back, and gasped, he saw Samantha 'Sam' Manson. Her raven, black hair messy; her beautiful skin pale green; her wonderful, violet eye replaced by vulgar red ones; and her hairband was missing. The knees, the bottom of her right leg, and her right boot were torn.
"Sam... no!"
What frightened Danny the most that they were all covered in blood. He was surrounded in a circle again, as they all started walking near him with their hands extended.
"Daaaaannnnnnyyyyy..." They called again, their voices coming out as a whisper.
"No... this can't be true... it's not real!" He shouted to himself.
"Cooooooommmmeeee..."They said in whispers again.
"No! No! No!" He refused.
They walked closed to him, and he had no where to go.
"Danny. Danny. Danny. Danny. Danny." They kept calling.
"Stay away! No! Don't come any closer! NOOO! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Danny! Danny!" Sam kept calling.
"Stay away! No! Don't come any closer!" He said in his sleep as he struggled in his seat.
The whole class started whispering and chuckling, and Mr. Lancer was furiously waiting next to the goth girl for Danny to wake up.
"Danny! Wake up!" Sam called louder as she shook him.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed, jumping off his seat.
That's when all the class couldn't help but laugh.
All his books fell off the desk with him, as well as his bag.
"Danny!" Sam shouted as she ran towards her friend.
The whole class didn't stop laughing, but Sam ignored them. She helped her friend stand up, who was rubbing his temple, trying to realize where he was at the moment.
"I-It was a dream, w-wasn't it?" He asked weakly, looking at Sam.
"Yes, it was, Danny, and you've been-" She began, but Lancer cut her off.
"-Snoozing in my class. This is the third time this week, Mr. Fenton, I expected better."
That's when the whole class stopped laughing.
"I-I'm sorry, Mr. Lancer..." He apologized. "But..."
"Yes, Mr. Fenton? What's your excuse this time? Studying with your friends? Apparently not. Traveling? I saw you yesterday at the park. What is it, Mr. Fenton?" Mr. Lancer asked.
"I..." He began. 'Have been fighting ghosts all night. You wouldn't understand the concept of none-sleep because all you do is sit around all day drinking coffee and reading some stupid book about how to talk to teens! And who knows what you do at home: sleeping all day or shaving your back?! You don't know the pain I have to go through all day!' "...You wouldn't understand," Was all that escaped his mouth, leaving all the rest in his mind.
"Mr. Fenton, I need to remind you that I was once a teenager as well, a handsome and popular one, in fact," The whole class started chucking again. "Ehm, my point is that I would know what you are going through," Mr. Lancer said.
"Trust me, Mr. Lancer, you wouldn't know the half of it," He said, causing Sam to roll her eyes.
"Well? What is it that I do not know of?" Lancer asked.
"I.. that's a lot to take in..." Danny replied.
"Oh? Well here's something you would like to take in, then. How about we meet you after school with your parents, yet again? Would you like to take that in?"
'No!' Danny only groaned as he took the note Lancer just wrote, packed his stuff, and left the class as the bell rang.
Lancer sat on his desk as the students began to leave.
Sam ran after Danny as soon as she spotted him leaving the class.
"Relax, Danny, it's just the usual..." Sam said.
"I know, but that's not was bugging me," He replied.
"It's that dream isn't it?" She asked.
"Sam, it's like all the world fell apart! I lost you, Tucker, Jazz, Mom, and Dad! Again!" He yelled.
"Shhh! Be quiet!" She whispered.
"Oh, sorry," He muttered.
"Anyways, you mean you dreamed of...?"
"No, not Dan," Danny shivered when he said his name. "Something worse."
"Who can be worse that him?" Sam asked curiously.
"Not who, Sam, what," He corrected the goth.
"What? Then what could be worse than Dan?" She asked.
"We need to group up. After school, get Tucker and Jazz and go to Fenton Works. Go to my room and wait for me there. Once I'm finished with that meeting with Lancer I'll meet you guys there. Got it?" He told her.
"Got it," She informed him.
"Great, see you then," He said as he smiled.
She smiled back.
"See you," She said as she left for her own class.
Once she left, that smile he had vanished into a sad, yet determinant look.
"I'm sorry."
"Yes, Mr. Lancer, I understand..." Said a sad Maddie Fenton through the telephone. "We'll be there... yeah, Danny will be there too... alright, we'll be there in no time... thank you," She sighed as she hung up on the teacher, and put a hand on her head, and whispered.
"Why, Danny?"
She stood up and called her husband, "Jack! Come here!"
"What is it, Mads?!" A loud male voice was heard from the lab downstairs.
"Lancer called! Come on we're gonna be late for the meeting!" She called as she took the car keys from the table and rushed to the RV.
"Comin' Sweet Cakes!" He called back.
A huge figure climbed the stairs and ran down the living room, following his wife.
"I'm drivin'!"
They both entered the large, gray RV, covered in all kinds of ghost weapons; and took off in a way that breaks all kind of street rules.
Four chairs were sited in Lancer's office. One at the teacher's table, where Lancer was sitting, and three other chairs on the opposite side of the room.
Maddie sat on the very right chair, Danny sat on the middle one, and Jack sat on the left one.
Danny groaned in frustration.
"Now," Began Mr. Lancer as he stood up from his seat, hands behind his back,."I am sure you all know why you are gathered here at this very office, yet again."
Danny looked down as Maddie nodded.
"Yes, Mr. Lancer. What did he do this time?" The red-haired woman asked.
"He's been sleeping in my class, the third time this week..." Lancer answered.
"Danny!" Maddie shouted as she looked at the boy with a furious expression, causing him to sigh.
"I don't think this is the boy's fault, Mrs. Fenton," Lancer said.
Danny looked up in confusion.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Is he getting enough sleep?" Lancer asked.
"As far as we know, Danny is up in his room by 11, 12 tops." She answered.
"That's quite it, 'as far as you know'. So, you clearly admit your careless parenting towards Mr. Fenton here," Lancer stated.
Danny looked at the teacher, his anger slowly rising.
"That's bogus! Mads and I take care of Danny all the time!" Exclaimed Jack.
"Yes, that is why the boy is constantly failing, sleeping in class, and clearly depressed," Objected Lancer.
Speechless, Jack looked down in defeat.
Maddie whispered. "He's right... but..."
"Mrs. Fenton, I'm not trying to be rude, but his rating clearly states that you are horrible parents towards the boy."
"Then how do you suggest we be parents Mr. Lancer?!" Maddie asked angrily.
"Well, to start, leave your ghostly materials away and start to help him to study and succeed," Lancer said.
That's it, Danny couldn't take it. He was so furious that he could frighten Pariah Dark himself with a mere look in the eye. His head started to turn red, and he was holding his fists tight to control his anger, with no avail.
"We're horrible parents..." Maddie whispered sadly.
"And I also suggest you find Daniel some proper friends, I don't mean anything, but as the teens would say... 'that's-how-to-bogey'!"
"And...?" Maddie asked.
"I suggest you-" Lancer began, but Danny cut him off in a voice that would make Vlad run for his life.
"ENOUGH!"
Some of the students heard that, one of the being Dash Baxter, who was looking for the boy to beat him up. He looked through the window, and called the other jocks to look, and many students joined.
The whole room froze, looking towards the boy with shocked expressions.
"I'm sick and tired of you judging my life! I'm sick and tired of being the loser you think I am! I don't deserve any of this! You never understand! None of you ever did! The only ones who were there for me, who actually understand me, will leave my life too?! What do I look like, some kind of sick doll?! Some puppet that you can easily control!? Well guess what, this puppet actually has a life to live for, and is about to cut the strings! None of you know how much pain I've been through! None of you how much I suffered to make you happy! To make you proud! Well, I guess I failed! I FAILED! AGAIN! MR. LANCER! AGAIN!" He collapsed back on the chair, hands on head.
"Again..." He whispered.
All, even the students outside, were surprised by the outburst. They all knew it wasn't like Danny to do that, and felt sad, even Dash.
"Oh, Honey, we're so sorry!" Maddie exclaimed, hugging her son tightly.
"Yeah! What she said, Danny-boy!" Jack exclaimed as he joined the hug.
It was too much on the chair that its legs broke and they all fell down. Instead of feeling pained, they all started laughing and hugged other again.
"I'm so sorry!" Danny apologized. "I don't know what came over me back there.. I.. and that dream.. Sam and Tucker.. and-"
"No, Mr. Fenton, I'm sorry," Lancer cut him off. "I acted foolish, I cannot believe these words escaped my mouth. I can't believe they actually entered my mind! I'm so sorry, Fentons. I truly apologize for my sick behavior. I was so rude to you and I should not act like that. I am really sorry."
"It's okay, Mr. Lancer," Danny said as he stood up.
"Your words truly hit me, Mr. Fenton; and for that, you are free to go this time," Lancer said.
"Really?!" Danny asked excitingly.
"Yes, really," Lancer conformed.
What he didn't expect was a huge bear hug from his student.
"Thank you! Thank you so much Mr. Lancer!" Danny exclaimed
"You're quite welcome, Mr. Fenton. Now, you must be going. This was the most interesting meeting with you Fentons," Lancer said.
"Oh yeah! I gotta finish that Fenton Pistol! I'm glad you let Danny-boy go! Him and I are gonna have a special father/son time today!" He exclaimed, grabbing Danny by a headlock and ruffling his hair.
"Dad!" Danny yelled between his laughing.
"Alright, Mr. Lancer. Thank you," Maddie muttered.
The Fentons left the office with smiles on their faces.
Lancer watched as they left and looked down in shame.
"What happened to me?"
He sighed as he sat again.
"They're such a caring family, as much as I hate to say it... but... I can't believe I said that. It's like I.. didn't have control over my body," He muttered.
Danny entered his room with a huge smile on his face, forgetting the meeting he had arranged with his friends. He was holding a bag of chips and a red soda can. Humming a tune, he opened the door, only to find his sister and best friends sitting there and waiting for him. Jazz on a chair on the left, Sam on his bed, and Tucker on his low-leveled comfy brown chair.
"Whoa!" Danny exclaimed, jumping up in surprise.
"Wow, someone's happy," Sam mocked and folded her arms.
"Hehe, yeah. That meeting wasn't the worst, I'm free for the day!" He told them.
"Nice, dude!" Tucker exclaimed.
"Good job, Little Brother," Jazz congratulated.
"Thanks, guys, but what are you doing in my room?" He asked.
That's when the whole room started laughing.
"Dude!" Tucker shouted between his laughing.
"What?" Danny asked.
Sam stopped laughing and wiped a tear from her eye.
"You called us here to tell us about your dream. You said you only want to say this once," Sam reminded him.
"Oh... right," Muttered Danny as his cheeks turned red.
"Alright, you gonna tell us or what?" Tucker asked.
They stopped laughing and looked at the blue-eyed teen as his expression darkened. He opened the bag of chips he was holding and threw it to Tucker, then opened his own soda can and took a sip.
"It started like this..."
Alright. I'm gonna write no more. I'm tired... but I hope you liked the chapter! More coming soon!