Meant For More
By Pensitivity
Rated: T (Just for safety...)
Summary: We all know what happened after Danny had learned to control his powers, but what about those first few weeks as a half ghost hybrid.
Chapter One
The day had been dull so far, that much was certain. But, how much fun could eight hours of public high school really be. Sitting, sitting, and more sitting.
His parents had always told him that he should be paying more attention, listening to his teachers and, "drinking from the ever flowing fountain of enlightenment" or something like that... Danny Fenton was not very good at that.
It wasn't that he didn't try, well, he did occasionally. It was just too hard to listen for so incredibly long. His family had always questioned whether or not he suffered from ADD and he really couldn't blame them. He didn't care in the slightest. All Danny knew was that he was a 'C' student and that all he would ever be.
Unfortunately, that didn't even make him slightly more interesting. He was on par with many of the students at Casper High School in Amity Park, that didn't flatter him in the slightest though.
All that being said, Danny Fenton was about as average as they came.
In fact, when the other townsfolk took the Fenton's into consideration, it was surprising Danny was so average.
With a Psychoanalyzing, brilliant older sister and two scientist, ghost hunters for parents, it was surprising to everyone that Daniel Fenton was so ordinary. Fortunately, Danny didn't dwell on this in a disheartening way. He took it as some sort of miraculous blessing.
Too Danny, life was completely perfect the way it was. Every day with his two best friends, Tucker Foley and Sam Manson, doing whatever they wanted when they wanted (unless of course they were grounded or had too much homework). Video games, going to the Nasty Burger, talking, laughing, and just being together were enough to keep Danny completely satisfied with the direction his life was headed. Especially today.
Danny smiled, opening the door to his house and peaking inside.
'Not a sound...' he opened the door wider and stepped inside, motioning for Sam and Tucker to follow.
Taking in the dark house around him, the complete silence, Danny smiled and made his way to the kitchen.
As he entered, he flipped on the kitchen light he noticed the sheet of paper on the table, a rather large foreboding sheet of paper. In fact, it was so large that part of it had fallen off the edge of the table and was laying on the floor.
Danny moaned softly to himself and approached the note, realizing that, if he had not tried to go into the kitchen, he never would have seen the note and therefore could have ignored it, but that was impossible now.
Sam and Tucker both peaked their heads around the corner.
"So..." Tucker said in a calm and pleasant tone. He was obviously bursting to the rims in extreme hope that Danny's family was completely gone and they could have the house to themselves.
It wasn't that Tucker and Sam didn't like Danny's family or that the Fenton's didn't like their son's two friends, but having your parent's entire house to yourself didn't come along often and the teens were ready to pounce on that opportunity.
Danny frowned, reading the note to himself.
Danny dear,
I hope you had a great day at school! As I told you earlier during breakfast, your father and I are going to a ghost hunter's convention- we could be back at any moment. Jazz is at the library and will not be home till later this evening. You have the house to yourself.
But, before you get too excited!
There are a few rules that your father and I expect you to follow:
Sam and Tucker can come over.
There is a frozen pizza in the freezer. You can have that for dinner. Please cook it conventionally.
Homework first.
Whatever you want after that.
No parties!
"Who does she think we are?!" Sam said suddenly from directly behind Danny. "It isn't like we are popular enough for that..."
"You may not be- but I have plenty of followers that would party with me!" Tucker announced, raising a finger in the air as if to prove some point.
"Well, I won't be going to that one, Tucker, since don't know any Klingon."
"That was low, Sam," Tucker pouted. "Very low. This is why we can't have nice things..."
"Oh, because of my inability to speak Klingon?" Sam smirked as Tucker rolled his eyes.
"No, because of your dismal attitude." Tucker pinched the bridge of his nose and turned to Danny, stretching out his arms dramatically. "Danny, how are we going to have a cool party without your parents knowing and without the debbie downer over here ruining it?"
"Hmmm, oh, sorry. What, Tuck?" Danny turned a little to see Tucker standing exasperatedly.
"Danny, were you reading the whole list?" Sam asked curiously and laughed. "You can't even read two lines on the blackboard at school without loosing focus!"
"Yeah, well, that's not nearly as interesting!" Danny said with a smile, pointing at the list and chuckling. "Apparently my dad's middle name is Eugene, which, in the grand scheme of things, would ruin what is left of my social life if anyone else knew! But, it is pretty funny!"
"How does that apply to any sort of rule?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow.
Danny scratched the back of his head with shrug.
"I don't know... I have a feeling that somehow my dad go a hold of this list at one point... after number ten on the list it has been nothing but random, useless facts... Did you know an ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain?"
"Fascinating..." Sam said as she leaned against the wall.
"Oooooh! Did you know that your stomach needs to produce a new layer of muscle every two weeks, otherwise it would digest itself?!"
"Didn't need to know that." Sam said turning slightly green and shuddering.
"Now that's what I call cannibalism..." Tucker cringed and held his stomach, looking down as if to make sure it was still the same.
"Oh. Oh! OH! Did you know that-"
"DANNY!" Sam leapt forward, grabbing his shoulder and forcing a smile. "As fascinating as this all is," she gulped and shivered again. "I think maybe we should search for something a little more... adventurous that we could do. In the house. While your parents are gone." She finished each statement firmly, hoping desperately that Danny would get the drift and no continue tormenting her.
"Oh," he nodded, laying the list back down on the table. "Ok. What did you guys' want to do?"
"PARTY! PARTY! PARTY!" Tucker chanted excitedly.
Sam put a hand on his arm, ceasing his chant.
"Calm down, Techno-geek! Remember, the note said no parties."
Danny sighed and shrugged.
"Sorry, Tuck."
Tucker deflated visibly, frowning and folding his arms.
"What else?" Sam asked, turning to Danny since Tucker was liable to be no help at all. "Was there anything else on the note? Anything we can't do?"
Danny shook his head.
"No. They only said that I have to clean the lab before they get home- as usual."
"The lab!" Sam cried in excitement, raising a fist in the air, which both Tucker and Danny cringed away from.
"What? I've never seen your parents' lab and I don't think Tucker has either! We could check out all of their cool ghost hunting stuff while we clean!"
"Aw, come on, Sam! You can't want to see that stuff... None of it really works anyway. And besides, you can't possibly want to clean... that's what you really want to do when we have the entire house to ourselves?" Danny raised an eyebrow and looked at Tucker, who also was not really falling for this idea.
"That just doesn't sound much better, Sam." Tucker didn't mince words. He folded his arms and stared her down, obviously daring her to try and persuade him.
At first, Sam didn't seem to have any form of winning argument. She just crossed her arms again and leaned back against the wall, not yet defeated, but thinking very hard.
Danny was just about to say they go to his room and find something to do there when Sam bounced off the wall in the single most joyful way that Danny had ever seen her express herself.
Even Tucker raised an eyebrow.
If Sam wanted to go down there, for whatever reason, then she would find an excellent reason for all of them. She was just that good.
Danny almost blushed at this thought, but was interrupted when Sam began speaking excitedly .
"Tucker! There is bound to be loads of undiscovered technology down there! Danny's parents are scientists so I am sure they invent all kinds of new, advanced technology and things!"
Tucker was immediately sold. In fact, he was nearly drooling at the idea.
Seeing she had won, Same quickly grabbed both boy's hands and ran for the lab stairs. Danny wanted to say something, wanted to stop them, but something deep inside let her keep dragging them downward into the Fenton's converted basement.
Darkness enveloped the teens and they all stopped at the base of the staircase, staring into the blackness.
TBC~