So I had the opportunity to go to a film festival this weekend where I saw the feature length 2014 film Teenage Ghost Punk (there are trailers on youtube and info on imdb, etc even though it hasn't been given a theatrical release). As you can imagine, it was close enough to the Danny Phantom universe (teenage ghosts, a vampiric looking guy named Vlad, and it's even set in Illinois which is where I headcanon Amity Park to be) that it was kind of asking for some kind of fusion and/or crossover.

(this is going to live in the Danny Phantom archive only until I can convince ffn to create one for Teenage Ghost Punk, which will then make the title weird but whatever, haha)

Me of three years ago would have been horrified at all of the crossovers I'm spouting these days, but Laora and dannyboymw spurred me on until this came together in between film blocks. So woot woot all aboard the crossover bandwagon!

I know that none of you know the other movie, but hopefully, you enjoy this anyway? I've tried to make things as clear and freestanding as possible. If you want, think of this as an AU? And, of course, if you have any questions, please ask. I'll tell you everything I remember from my single viewing haha.

Teenage Ghost Punk

March 15, 2015

Danny didn't notice much in the weeks after his accident. He was far too busy struggling to stay visible whenever he was around people and keeping his feet solid enough that he wouldn't sink through the floor in order to realize that anything else was different. Like having all of his molecules rearranged wasn't enough of a change for anyone.

Even when he didn't jump at every noise anymore and was pretty sure that his hand would be where it was supposed to be at any given moment, it wasn't like he was out to make new friends. He tried to avoid as many people as possible, Sam and Tucker excepted.

It was just easier to stay sane when he didn't have to worry about other people asking too many questions or actually paying attention when his foot ended up partway through the floor in class. And he really really wasn't looking to expose his secret status as a half dead kid or whatever he was now. Normality was the name of the game.

Which was why, even when he started seeing new faces around his neighborhood, he didn't bother getting to know them. He started recognizing the faces, though: the red haired boy who apparently really liked wearing vests, the girl with brown hair that came down to her waist who danced everywhere she went, and a quiet dark eyed girl who was normally sitting by herself in the park whenever he was coming home from school.

After a while, he wondered if he was being rude ignoring them day after day when they lived so close to each other. It was one thing to keep his secret, but it was another thing entirely to let new kids on the block still feel as isolated as he chose to be. Well, he had Sam and Tucker sticking by him through everything, and Jazz poking her nose into his business even when he didn't want it. But he rarely saw any of these kids with friends of their own and none of them were in his classes so he couldn't even make an effort to be nice to them at school.

The guilt gnawed at him until he finally couldn't ignore it. As Sam and Tucker walked home with him from Casper High one day, he asked what they'd think if they asked to hang out with one or two of them every once in a while.

The blank looks he got were unexpected.

He wasn't quite sure how to respond when they asked who he was talking about.

"The new kids, you know?" Danny stopped and pointed across the street where a girl with a book bag slung over her shoulder was walking the other way. "Like her."

They looked over to where he pointed and then looked at each other. After another moment, Tucker was looking like he was trying to decipher a history study guide and Sam was staring at Danny like he was crazy.

"Who?" she finally asked.

Danny gaped. "The... the girl across the street," he said, looking back to make sure she hadn't disappeared but seeing her right where she had been, stopped now, and looking over at them. "Oh great, now she knows we're talking about her."

"Danny..." Tucker said slowly. "There's nobody there, man."

Blinking at him, Danny turned between his friends and the teenage girl. "But... she's right there... looking at us... Sam, you see who I'm talking about, right?"

"No, Danny," she said, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot.

Danny grit his teeth together, then, "Hey!" he shouted across the road, because this situation was already awkward so might as well go all out to prove his wasn't crazy. "Hey, you!" he continued as the other girl stared at him in wide eyed disbelief. She eventually pointed at herself, as if confirming that he was talking to her. "Yeah," he said, nodding in relief that she was finally reacting to him.

But then the turned and bolted down the street, paper fluttering out of her bag, but she didn't turn around to pick it up.

Danny threw up his hands, frustrated at everything about this entire situation. All he was trying to do was be nice and include some other loners who didn't have friends and now he'd scared them off and made his friends think he was crazy.

"You dropped your…" he started calling after the girl before realizing that she had disappeared down the block and was long gone. Shaking his head, Danny crossed the street to retrieve the lost paper in case it was a homework assignment or something important.

It wasn't. Not really. Just some biology notes that looked really complicated and Jazz level advanced. Maybe the girl was super smart and skipped a couple grades and that's why Danny hadn't seen her around school.

The one good thing about the crumpled page was that it had a name written at the top. Mary Yeh.

He came back to Sam and Tucker with his clue clenched in his hand.

"You can see this, right?" he asked as joke, waving the paper in front of him.

Tucker was suddenly spinning around in circles, wondering where the paper had come from and how it had appeared out of thin air. "Yeah," Sam replied, looking as confused as he was. No trace that they had ever been joking about what they could and could not see.

"Oh," Danny said. And suddenly he didn't know what to think about any of this.

to be continued.

(I don't like putting fics up before I've written the whole thing but if I don't put this up now it will just continue getting more and more irrelevant as time goes on and I really don't want that to happen. I've got an outline for the entire story and plan to just put up quick chapters as I can get them out. Like Footballer's Wife, I hope that this can just be a fun and easy fic for everyone. c:)