Author's note: New fan fic, big whoop, wanna fight about it? Ok, this is probably your run-of-the-mill 'Know Your Stars' fan fiction, but since people (parents included) tell me I'm funny I'll give this a whirl. Check out my other comedy 'Ranting Times of a Trapped Phantom' witch I should be updating now but TOO LAZY! This fan fic may not be updated on a regular basis, so don't set you calender to it. Enjoy the following insanity. Um. I had serious writers block so I put Danny, Dan and Vlad together, ok?

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"Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars. Danny Fenton... he snores so loudly, you would think it was a ghostly wail."

"What!" Danny yelled "I do not snore! Where are you?"

"Danny Fenton... is half toast."

"Half ghost! Not toast! Ghost!"

"Says you. Inviso-toast."

"What?"

"Danny Fenton... wishes he was Dan."

"Do not! Why would I want to not have emotions?"

"So you would worry about asking Sam to a dance, or is it Valerie, or Paulina, or Dash. Haha!"

"I''m not gay! Sam is just my friend, so is Valerie, and..."

"Paulina doesn't know you exist."

"Yeah, but..."

"But nothing. I'm still having fun so you'll just stay here until I think of something funnier so stay for my enjoyment."

"What?"

"Unless someone else gets embarrassed you stay here."

"Dan! Get in here now." Danny went ghost and flew through the wall.

"Oh, what could it possibly be?" Dan said and walked down the stairs. The voice contained his smile and laughter as Dan walked to the chair "Why is this here?" Dan sat in it as the Voice let out a silent cheer.

"Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars... Dan Phantom... is a freak of science."

"What the hell is this? Who are you and what are you doing?"

"I'm not telling."

"WHY NOT!"

"I don't want to" The voice said "Dan Phantom... Is a fruit loop, Just like he's Uncle Vlad."

"I am not a fruit loop! I'm out of here." Dan got up to leave but the chair sprouted ghost-proof rope and tied Dan to the chair "Let me go!" Dan yelled.

"You said the same thing to Clockwork, so I'll give you the same answer. 'No!' Now where was I, oh, yeah... Dan Phantom...loves being shoved in the thermos "

"No way! Have you ever been in that damn thing? It's not fun! I can't breath or moved or..."

"Wa wa wa. Dan, spare me your life story. Dan Phantom.. Is a blue faced, cross eyed, nose picker."

"What! That is so childish, you little brat! Let me go so I can kill you."

"Mmm. Let me think, if I let you go you'll kill me but if I don't I get to have proof I met you, and keep embarrassing you. I think that I'll stick to this. Dan Phantom... shouldn't be here right now but because of some weird time law he's here making my life suck worse than it already does."

"What makes you a master of time?"

"I listened to Clockwork a lot when I cleaned his tower. I heard things. Like this Dan Phantom... Loves Clockwork sooo much that he stayed in the thermos just to hear his voice."

"You insane little ghostly freak! I hate Clockwork with ever fiber of my being!"

"Wow! Fiber. Big word for a little brain like yours."

"I'll murder you!"

"Daniel! Why are you yelling?" Vlad came into the room and saw Dan tied up to the chair "Daniel?"

"I'm not Daniel, I mean Danny! The Voice tied me up like this!" Silence fell on the room, the Voice having turned off the microphone and was laughing quietly at them.

"Don't blame the voice in your head for your own problems Daniel." Vlad said while untying Dan.

"I don't have problems. That Voice does." Dan got up and ran out of the room. Vlad shook his head and sat in the chair to think. Then the Voice turned his microphone on.

"Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars..." The voice said

"What the honey-roasted ham is that?" Vlad asked

"Vlad Masters... hates the Packers."

"What? I'm, in Daniel's word, a Packers fanatic."

"You're also, in Daniel's words, a seriously crazed up fruit loop. Vlad Plasmius... wears plastic fangs."

"No, I don't!"

"Vlad Plasmius... is in denial about wearing plastic fangs."

"Am not!"

"So you admit you wear plastic fangs?"

"Yes.. I mean no!"

"Vlad Masters... has a ponytail."

"It's a mullet! Not a ponytail."

"Whatever, Vlad Ponytail."

"You little rat. Come out from your hiding hole so I can teach you a lesson in respect."

"Suuuuure you will."

Vlad looked around "I won't hurt you if you come out now!"

"Yes you will."

"No I won't."

"Yes you will."

"No I won't!"

"No you won't!"

"Yes I will!"

"No you won't!"

"Yes! I will!" Vlad just realized something "Y-you tricked me, you jerk! When I find you I'll... "

"You'll what?"

"I'll beat you to a pulp, and... "

"Now you know Vlad Masters."

"What! No one knows anything about me!"

"They know you're a forty year old virgin."

"Wha... what are you talking about? I'm not a virgin. I... had... tons of girls on me in collage." Vlad said nervously

"Yeah right, you wish loser." The camera started to zoom out slowly.

"I'll get you for this mystery Voice!" Vlad cried as he fell to his knees.