A challenge covering multiple fandoms. Corselli is doing the Naruto fandom, Stalker of Stories is doing the Harry Potter fandom, I'm doing this fandom, and there are others potentially coming. I'll add them here when I hear about who's joining this.

Rules for this challenge: Less than 1000 words per chapter (this is going to be tough for me… but I made it for chapter one... if you don't count author's notes, anyways), every chapter starting with toast, new character in each chapter, and each chapter has a theme to follow for a total of eleven chapters. I'm also adding in an extra little fun bit: all of these chapters take place on the same day. Morning in chapter one; evening in chapter two.

Here's hoping this gets me writing more... Not the best editing job ever since I had to get it up today. Just wrote it and posted it, no rereading, so feel free to bug on grammar and such if you see it.

Toast
A Danny Phantom Fanfiction by Cordria

Chapter 1: Paulina

"I hate toast," Paulina grumbled, her father setting a plate in front of her. "Where is my Sayonara Pussycat cereal?" When he mumbled something about being out of cereal and that she would eat what he gave her, Paulina narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Only losers eat toast. I want my cereal!" she complained loudly, pushing the plate of toast away from her.

The plate teetered on the edge of the table before slipping off the table and clattering to the floor. The toast fluttered down a few moments later, landing butter side down on the floor.

"I'm going to find something to eat on the way to school," Paulina said, ignoring the toast that was lying on the ground and the furious look on her father's face. She stormed out of the kitchen, barely remembering to grab her backpack on the way. Surely Star would have something edible...

As she pranced down the street in search of breakfast, Paulina paid little attention to what was happening around her, intent on picking what she would get to eat. Cars zipped by on the busy street, birds sang from the trees, and small puddles from last night's storm sparkled on the ground, all unnoticed by the popular teen. "Pancakes," she thought, knowing how much Star's family liked to cook. "Or waffles."

A car swerved too close to the sidewalk, its horn blaring. Paulina looked up, catching sight of Dash driving his new car and smiled. Just as she was about to wave, Dash's car hit a puddle, launching muddy water in her direction. Paulina gasped, but she didn't have time to move before being covered in cold rainwater.

"Nice look," Dash laughed, slowing down and arching an eyebrow. "I was going to offer you a ride, but you'll get my car all wet."

Paulina glared at him, her fists clenched tightly by her side. "Look at me! What if Phantom-"

Suddenly someone jostled her and Paulina felt a hot liquid splatter on her legs. She glanced down, staring in disbelief at the coffee soaking into her skirt. Her eyes slowly came up to focus on the man with an empty coffee cup in his hand, ignoring the sputtering apology from him and the insane laughter from Dash.

"You," she snarled, cutting off the man's rambling. "Idiota! This was a designer skirt!"

The man, blinking in startled surprise, took a few steps backwards. He mumbled another quick apology before edging around her and hurrying down the street.

Paulina bit back a scream as she turned back to the young man slumped over his steering wheel, shaking in laughter. She took a few steps forwards and reached out to grab the handle to the door, intending to secure herself a ride to Star's house. Walking down the street covered in coffee was not an option; Star would have something that she could change in to.

"Oh, hell no," Dash said, when he heard her pull on the locked handle. "You're not getting in looking like that." He rolled up the windows as Paulina reached for the lock, sneered at her for a moment, and smoothly pulled away from the curb.

"Estupido!" Paulina shouted after him, curling her neatly manicured fingernails around the strap of her backpack. "Now what." She looked around, trying to decide the best way to Star's house. After a moment, finally aware of all the cars zipping by seeing her dripping coffee and muddy water, Paulina moved. Keeping in the morning shadows next to the buildings, she hurried down the street, hoping that nobody important saw her. Especially not Phantom.

Just a block later, she slipped off the street and into the park, walking down the path. Star's home was just on the other side of the park. A new shirt, a pair of Star's designer jeans, and breakfast; it was almost more than Paulina could dream about.

"Hey! You want a cupcake?"

Paulina looked up at the voice, worried about someone seeing her, then her eyes widened in terror when she noticed that the pint-sized speaker was glowing and floating off the ground. "G-g-g-g…"

"It's my birthday," the cowboy-styled boy announced happily. "Do you want a cupcake? Did you bring me a present?"

"Ghost…" Paulina breathed. When the ghost didn't do anything but hold out a cupcake, the fear slowly drained away and her mouth dropped open, realizing that Phantom would be on this ghost's heels. Phantom would see her like this! "GET AWAY FROM ME!" she screamed, backing away from the young ghost. She had to get out of there before Phantom showed up!

The young ghost pouted, trailing after her. "You didn't even bring me a little present?"

"No," Paulina snapped, picking up her pace. "Get away from me before Phantom shows up!"

She felt something splatter on her shirt and Paulina stopped dead, staring at the cupcake icing dripping down her shirt, then up at the young ghost that was loading another cupcake into his sling shot. "Don't mention Phantom, he won't play with me either."

"Of course he wouldn't play with you, Phantom loves me!" Paulina gingerly plucked the remains of the cupcake from her designer shirt. The shirt was probably ruin-

Another cupcake whapped into her lowered head, and Paulina slowly looked up, chocolate cake crumbles and icing dropping into her eyes. "Phantom will save me from this," she repeated, unable to think of anything worse than this.

The young ghost loaded a third cupcake into his slingshot and aimed it in Paulina's direction. The grin on the ghost's face chilled Paulina to the core and she finally took off running, kicking off her heels after a few steps, using her backpack as a shield as the ghost's seemingly endless supply of cupcakes rained down around her.

Paulina finally staggered up to Star's house, hanging on the doorbell until her startled friend pulled the door open. "Save me," Paulina cried, stumbling inside and slamming the door shut even as another cupcake whacked against the door.