DISCLAIMER: DANNY PHANTOM IS NOT MINE, NEITHER ARE THE LYRICS TO ALL AFOREMENTIONED SONGS
Just another day at Casper High— the A-listers harassing the geeks and nerds, several ghost attacks courtesy of the Box Ghost, Skulker, ectopusses and Cujo and... Danny being drained by seventh period. The poor guy was utterly done, all he wanted was his bed which at the rate he was going he nicknamed Wifey #2. It wasn't helping that Mr. Lancer's voice was so dull and boring— he was droning on and on about some new expensive toy their class had just gotten. But poor Danny was too exasperated to hear it— the worn babe was out like a light after the first hundred words out Lancer's mouth.
"—So you see class, THIS Dreamscaper will allow us to enter the mind of whoever is wearing the master crown module. It—!" He was cut off mid-speech by a quiet yet audible snore. He scanned his classroom and immediately located the source: row 5, seventh seat- Daniel James Fenton. Lancer sighed but then grew the faintest hints of an villainous smirk. Truth be told Danny was once a star student— AB honor roll, perfect attendance, attentive, homework handed in before it was due. But due to a hidden incident/accident he dropped off the grid— CD average, truancy, falling asleep, missing homework. In truth Lancer was worried for the boy as in what in the world happened to the youth that caused such a horrendous drastic change. Abuse, trauma, depression and anxiety? Today was the day Lancer was gonna FIND OUT!
"Class, it looks as if we have our first subject— Danny Fenton." The class erupted into a series of groans and complaints.
"Man! Why we gotta travel into the freak's brain?!" whined one jock.
"Fentonia's brain is probably nothing but geek stuff and air."
"Ew! He probably obsesses over me in there." cried Paulina. The only people silently fretting the decision to venture into Fenton's mind were his two homies Sam and Tucker. Being the intrusion could reveal a certain secret to the whole class of ignoramuses — minus Valerie.
"This is bad. " whispered Tucker to Sam.
"Yeah! " She hissed back. "No shit, Sherlock! The second they step into his mind, he's doomed. We gotta wake up Danny."
"Too late..." squeaked out Tucker and he was right. At that moment Lancer gently placed the crown module on Danny's head so as not to disturb his sleep. He then went to his desk and grabbed a bucket full of Bluetooth like devices and started to pass them out.
"These will keep us connected with the master crown. Put them on and wait for further instructions." Everyone did as told then Lancer toothed himself and headed for his desk and sat down. He pulled out a small key chain like remote and pressed a button soon a wave of sleepiness overtook the class and then sleep... No one noticed the green static that sparked around the crown.
