It was recently brought to my attention that the Original Phantom Holiday Trilogy was deleated by CDON. So as they no longer exist on this site, I feel no guilt in reposting my re-written versions of them on here. I found some free time today and will be using some of it to post on this site as well as continue writing some. Hope you all enjoy.
A frigid December air was rapidly approaching Amity Park. In fact, many residents woke up on the very first day in December to find that their hometown had been buried underneath more than three feet of snow; half of which had been around since Thanksgiving. It had snowed so much the previous night that school had been cancelled for all students.
Many younger children were seen playing in the snow, overjoyed by the fact of not having to attend school that day. The children playing in the snow had gotten bundled up in warm clothing and had gone out in the snow which was nearly as deep as many of them were tall. Some tossed snowballs back and forth while others rolled up snowmen and built igloos. Others made snow angles while others took the opportunity to dig tunnels underneath the snow.
Other kids, teenagers to be more precise, preferred to lie in bed and act like they had nothing better to do…that…or they were just too darn lazy to roll out of bed after hearing that school had been canceled. One teenage boy in particular was just that.
Danny Fenton; the town's, and the world's, most well known ghost hero Danny Phantom; was lying in his bed underneath two thick blankets that did no good due to only covering part of his chest and stomach. His legs and arms hung out and flopped over the edges of the bed like wet noodles.
A quick shot at his room's thermostat revealed that it had been preset to eighty-two degrees, Danny liked his room warm. He rolled in his sleep and snored silently, murmuring random gibberish into his pillow at random intervals. He probably would have slept right through the day, but a certain little cloned cousin of his wasn't about to let that happen.
In the early hours of the morning; sometime around seven-thirty; Danny stirred when he felt something on his chest, something that had enough weight to it to restrict his breathing. His eyes slowly twitched open and he looked towards the ceiling only to find a pair of baby blue eyes looking right into his.
"YAAAH!" he screamed himself awake as the pair of eyes suddenly pulled away. They had belonged to Danielle, his cloned cousin and the Fenton's houseguest. She was also the newest member of Team Phantom and so was thus fitting in nicely.
"Good morning, Danny!" she said cheerfully before she bent over and pecked him on the cheek. "You're not gunna believe what happened today," she said excitedly.
"You let me sleep in?" he groaned as he turned over and hid his head underneath his pillow.
"No," Danielle chuckled as she pulled the pillow away from his head and tossed it aside, thus forcing him to get out of bed. "I mean you're not gunna believe what happened outside," she said as she jumped off the bed and ran for the window. She grabbed the pull strings and tugged on them.
"NO DANI, WAIT!" Danny called out, but it was too late. The blinds were pulled open and the room was suddenly flooded with sunlight.
"Ahh!" Danielle sighed as she looked outside at the white wonderland that lay before her. "Do you remember what it was like when you experienced your first snow day?" she asked him without looking away from the window.
"Do you remember what it was like when I had corneas?" Danny grunted in response as he rubbed his eyes after being blinded by the sudden flood of light that had entered his room. He stumbled out of bed and made his way to the window. "Huh, I'd say another foot of snow dropped on us over the night," he figured.
"Can we go out and play!?" Danielle asked excitedly as she jumped up and down. "Can we!? Can we!? Can we!?"
"You know, I never acted this jittery when I experienced my first snow day," he informed the girl. "Most kids your age have experienced at least a dozen by now."
"How many do we get?" Danielle asked curiously.
"Ohh, I'd say we average about two a year," Danny answered before he walked away towards his dresser and changed into his regular clothes. Danielle turned and looked out the window in embarrassment before Danny came back up to her. "Lucky you though; two weeks into Junior High and you're already given a day off," he said as he shook his head from side to side.
"So; now can we go out and play?" Danielle asked sweetly. "I've never felt snow before and I'm really curious."
"There has been snow on the ground for almost half a month!" Danny scolded her. "You're telling me that you haven't once bent down and made a snowball!?" he asked her angrily.
Danielle was silent for a moment before she answered with a quick and quiet, "No," she squeaked. She looked down sadly and made a circle with the toe of her shoe to show her innocence.
"Ugh!" Danny sighed. "Alright, let's go eat first," he finally gave in. He turned to walk out but Danielle caught his attention again.
"What if we've already eaten?" she asked curiously.
"Well, you have two stomachs," Danny teased her. "You're not bulging at the seams so I'm pretty sure you can pack away another bowl of cereal," he mocked her before he walked out of the room, leaving Danielle to scold after him.
A short time later, the two Danny's and Jazz were sitting down in the living room eating cereal while they watched the TV, more specifically, the news. "And we have reports of something from the park," explained news anchor, Tiffany Snow. "Reporting on this live is our very own reporter, Lance Thunder. Lance?" she said as she turned towards a TV screen on the wall behind her depicting a man with blonde hair on camera in the park.
"I don't get it," Lance Thunder muttered to himself. "I could've sworn I quit so many fri-Uh… Tiffany!" he said as he struggled to regain a straight face. "We have reports of-EEEEEEK!" he squealed as a barrage of snowballs hit him. "WHY DON'T I QUIT?!" he screeched before the message 'Currently Experiencing Technical Difficulties. Please stand by' appeared on the multi-colored screen.
"What's the count?" Danny asked through a mouthful of cereal.
"He's quit five times in the last week and a half," Danielle answered through her own mouthful of cereal.
"Will the two of you swallow before you talk?" Jazz requested angrily after swallowing her food.
Their attention was drawn from the TV to Maddie as she is heard descending the stairs with a large box in hand. She grunted as she set the box on the coffee table in front of the three kids.
"Ahh, the traditional 'bringing-of-the-holiday-stuff-down-from-the-attic'," Danny sighed happily. "Things couldn't be merrier."
Danielle slapped her spoon back into her cereal bowl splashing milk onto the table. "What is with all of these traditions?" she asked angrily. "First it's the biggest meal of the year, and then it's the first annual snowfall, and now it's this. What could possibly be next?"
"Well we've gotta start decorating for the Christmas Season dear," Maddie said in a soothing tone as she pulled the tape keeping the box shut, off. "I swear, if the box ghost is in here again, I'm gunna blow a gasket," she muttered. She eventually opened the box and nothing came out, so all was safe.
She began rummaging around before she pulled out a small lamp with Christmas décor painted all over its sides. She set it on the table next to the box; the new addition caught Danielle's attention. "What's this thing?" she asked.
"Ohh, when I was your age my grandmother gave it to me on Christmas Day," Maddie answered as she took a short trip back through memory lane. "We haven't gone a Christmas yet where I haven't pulled it out and set it up."
Danielle sat back in her seat as Maddie continued to rummage through the box. Danny and Jazz shot quick, devious glances at one another before they went back to watching their mother dig through the box. Suddenly she found something that didn't quite belong.
"YAAAAH!" she screamed; she stood up shaking her hands before she turned and dashed into the kitchen, leaving Danny and Jazz to laugh hysterically, and a confused Danielle to wonder what just happened.
"And then there's the also traditional 'finding-of-the-big, hairy, plastic-spider, that Jazz hid in the box the previous year'," Danny said with smirk before he and Jazz slapped hands.