I do not own Danny Phantom or any of Shakespeare's plays mentioned below.

As suggested by Kixen, the trio is having the last teen talk fest with the 'funky fresh' Technus.

Internet Slang Legend

WTH- What the Heck
KO-Knock Out
AYSOS- Are You Stupid Or Something
B4YKI-Before You Know It
BHOF- Bald Headed Old Fart
BO-Back Off
KYA- Kick Your A**
DS- Dang Straight
DRB- Dirty Rotten Bas****

Any lingo in this chapter that is not explained above can be found in my previous entries in the Hip Talk series; Hip Teen Talk and Hip Teen Talk: Vlad Edition.

Hip Teen Talk: Technus Edition

Sprawled out against the stone steps leading to his front door, Danny idly flicked through the worn pages of the Shakespeare play he was supposed to be studying. But his brain wasn't working with him (as it so often did) and nothing was sticking.

It also didn't help that didn't have a clue what anyone was saying.

"Hey, Danny!"

The raven-haired teen glanced up as his two best friends walked down the sidewalk towards him. Tucker arched an eyebrow at the book in his hands. "Geez, I gave up on that hours ago."

"Figured I keep at it. But now that you're here I have reason not to." He tossed the school-owned book aside as Sam and Tucker dropped onto the step beside him. "What are you guys doing here?"

"We're bored out of our minds," replied Tucker. "Who wants to do Shakespeare on a nice day like this?"

"I still can't believe Lancer gave us a two-hour lecture on the guy and an extra test on Romeo and Juliet," Sam groaned.

Danny stared at her. "We're on Hamlet now."

The Goth frowned. "Really? Huh. I must be really behind."

"But I get what Tucker's saying. I still don't get how Lancer pulled one over on us..."

"Never mind the important homework that we have to do in order to pass his class. I have bigger problems!" Tucker wailed. "Do you remember our last run-in with Technus?"

Danny furrowed his brows in thought. "Um…that was, what, a few days ago? It was definitely recent."

"Yeah, it was recent. The hacking job he did on my P.D.A to try to avoid defeat completely messed with its system. It won't work at all, and I've been at it nonstop since it happened. Revenge will be mine!"

Danny perked up as an idea struck him. "That's not a bad idea!"

Sam glanced over at him. "Revenge doesn't exactly work out whenever one of us tries to achieve it."

"It's not going to be anything harsh," dismissed Danny. "If anything, it'll just be really frustrating for him and really amusing for us. You know how Technus thinks he's hip and funky fresh?"

"Didn't think 'funky fresh' was a phrase anymore, but yes," said Sam.

Tucker crossed his arms. "Yeah, he thinks he's all that. But so what?"

"Well, I bet we could out 'hip talk' him, and drive him crazy in the process!"

Tucker grinned. "Yeah! That'll teach him for messing with my baby." He petted his P.D.A fondly.

Sam rolled her eyes. "You, we'll deal with later," she muttered, still creeped out by her friend's obsession with his technology.

"Let's go see if we can find the self-proclaimed Master of Technology." Danny snagged his book and entered his house with his friends following behind him. He spared a moment to fling the item into the living room before jogging down to the lab.

He opened the portal and transformed, blue rings forming and separating until he became Danny Phantom. "You guys ready for this?"

"Heck yeah," the two cheered.

Taking them both by the waist, he flew them into the Ghost Zone. "Where do you think he is?"

Tucker frowned in thought. "I don't think we've ever been to his lair before."

"I guess we'll come across him eventually."

After a while of searching, Sam finally spotted their target. "There he his!" the Goth whispered, pointing to the white-haired, lab-coated ghost. Technus was floating almost lazily through the green space, no doubt thinking about his next plan to try and take over Amity Park.

Danny grinned. "Here we go."

He accidentally-on purpose slammed into the tech-ghost. Technus stumbled forward a bit before whirling around in irritation. The irritation turned into surprise when he discovered who had knocked into him. "Phantom?"

"OMG Technus! Like, watch out!" Sam snapped.

Technus stared at her for a moment before replying "CY, child."

The trio gaped in stunned disbelief. "No way," uttered Sam.

"I, Technus, Master of all Technology, is hip and funky fresh! You mere children cannot out-hip me!" Technus boasted. "Plus, all the time spent travelling the Interweb helps solidify my hipness with the youngsters."

Danny narrowed his glowing green eyes. There is no way I'm going to let this moron get the best of me. "WTH, man. You almost KO'd us!"

"IDC," Technus countered simply, hardly missing a beat.

Realizing that there was a possibility they would lose this battle, the trio took a moment to converse lowly with each other.

"I will not be beat by a dork in lab coat!" she hissed.

"Time to pull out the big guns. Maybe if we say as much text talk as possible in one sentence, maybe we'll confuse him!" Tucker whispered.

"Good plan," approved the Goth. "Danny, start us off."

"AYSOS? B/C B4YKI you'll be a BHOF," Danny yelled.

"Yeah, so BO ASAP before we KYA and you'll be MIA!" Sam threatened.

"DS, you DRB!" Tucker finished.

Technus clutched his head. "So. Much. Lingo. Can't. Pro-pro-process. Aagghh!" Technus screamed as the 'lingo overload' overstimulated his circuits and catapulted him straight into Ember's lair and onto her prized guitar collection (now a collection of splinters).

"You dipstick! Your afterlife is mine, moron! You hear me?" Ember's scream could be heard all throughout the Ghost Zone.

The contented trio watched as a furious Ember chased the terrified Technus, brandishing her signature guitar over her head menacingly, shouting insults and curses that would make pirates flinch.

"Well," Sam said after a moment, "that turned out better than expected. Though Technus gave me a scare for a sec."

"Yeah," Danny agreed. "Anyone up for victory shakes?"

"Let's go!" Tucker cheered and the fourteen-year-old hero flew them back to Fenton Works, and left Technus to his doom.