Disclaimer: Not the big man…just a fanfic author.
Story: Danny Fenton, best friend of Sam Manson and Tucker Foley, sophomore at Casper High, and very much a tomboy. That's right, Danny is as female as they come. Well, minus the clothing and attitude.
Set all over the place.
Spoilers: I'm not sure…most probably.
Warnings: Eh….
Pairings: Danny/???

Danny Fenton's Divine Comedy
Chapter Two: Purgatorio

"I am the Box Ghost!"

Danny growled in annoyance, practicing a Muay Thai move she hadn't had time to master on the poor ghost. She switched to Wing Chun, which she was much better at, and quickly sucked the Box Ghost into the Fenton Thermos.

"Great job, Danny! Now you have to get back home to sleep for 4 fours," Tucker glanced at the PDA.

Danny groaned and muttered, "I wanna sleep more..."

"You really don't have much time," Sam looked at her apologetically.

Danny grumbled to herself, grabbing a hold of her friends and flying them home. She was annoyed when she finally arrived home, falling into a disgruntled sleep. When she woke up, it was like she had never gone to sleep at all. That meant arriving to school angrily and glaring at everyone who so much as looked her way.

Slamming her locker closed, she almost jumped when she noticed Kwan nervously standing near her locker.

"Hey there, tutor!" he greeted uncertainly.

She scowled at him. "What is it?"

"Uh…I, uh, need help on something. You said I should…come see you if I needed help…on something."

Danny snorted, "What 'something'?"

"I need help with my science grade. I…got a D for the quarter unless I can bring it up," he said quietly.

Oh.

Oh.

She grabbed the sleeve of his letterman jacket and dragged him quickly into a janitor's closet. She took a deep breath to calm herself down from her annoyance earlier and then spoke.

"What happened? I thought you liked science."

He sighed, "I messed up. Coach had us practicing all night before a Biology test and I forgot to study for it. I panicked during the test and now I have D."

Danny scratched the back of her head tiredly. "I'll think of something you can do. Just…relax today and put it out of your mind, okay? Don't worry, Kwan."

Kwan smiled hesitantly at her. "Thanks, um, Fenton."

"Danny. Just…Danny."

Kwan nodded more surely and then left the janitor's closet. Danny winced, leaning against the metal shelves that held numerous cleaning supplies. What was she thinking, reassuring a jock like that? And letting him use her name!

Quickly getting out of there, she headed to her class, wondering how she could easily have put aside her attitude for someone else. Unfortunately, she had Biology first, and all she could think about was how to help her wayward student.

Mr. Johnson eagerly called her over after class ended and she patiently waited for him to talk.

"Miss Fenton, there's a project I want your help with, if you're willing. I was planning on observing Samson, the purple-back gorilla. It would be a tremendous help if you helped me out," he said rapidly.

Danny managed to catch what he was saying at the same time as a light bulb lit up in her head.

"Mr. Johnson, I would be happy to. On one condition."

"Name it," he said confidently.

"I would like to request Kwan Jeong to help as extra credit, to bring up his grade."

Mr. Johnson looked contemplative, "It'll only be one letter grade."

She nodded, "Well, he gets a passing grade for the quarter at least, instead of a D."

"Alright, when I see him next period, I'll request his help. Meet me after school so we can get started, okay?"

Danny agreed and it wasn't long before school was out and Danny was walking towards her Biology classroom to meet with Mr. Johnson and Kwan. However, along the way, Kwan appeared next to her.

"Danny, thank you so much!"

She sidestepped the hug and he stumbled, but quickly regained his footing. Still, he was grinning and it was infectious, so she smiled back.

"This is great. I won't let you down, Danny. I'll do my best!"

Danny laughed, "Okay, then don't. I'll always be expecting your best from you."

They just didn't expect to be camping out in the building across from the building Samson was being kept at.

"Mr. Johnson, all we've seen so far was the gorilla scratching its butt," Danny scowled.

Kwan was busy making paper footballs and flicking them across the room, while their teacher obsessively watched Samson. Danny had switched from observing the gorilla to contemplating joining Kwan.

"Fascinating," Mr. Johnson commented instead.

Danny sighed and walked across the room and across from Kwan. Picking up a paper football, she aimed and flicked, letting it fly across the room and over Kwan's head.

"Score!" Kwan cheered as he watched it sail in the air.

Danny rolled her eyes. "I could be doing a lot more important things," she muttered under her breath.

Suddenly an explosion sounded in that same building and cracks appeared in the ceiling. Startling the occupants, Mr. Johnson was unable to react completely when a small piece of the ceiling crumbled and hit his head, knocking him out.

"Kwan, take Mr. Johnson out of the building! I'll be right behind you!" she hissed to him.

Kwan was about to protest, but Danny glared and he shut up, still not used to her rough attitude. Without a second order from Danny, Kwan grabbed Mr. Johnson and left.

The word 'whipped' in Sam's voice came to mind, but Danny ignored it and pushed it away.

"Ars moriendi!"

She changed into her ghost form and went intangible, flying through the building and then locating a hulking suit of metal right next to Samson in the next building.

"Ah, ghost child! At last, we meet," it said predatorily.

"Bad images," she shivered. "Now who the hell are you and what do you want with me?"

"I am Skulker, the Ghost Zone's greatest predator! And you, halfa, are the rarest and most interesting of prizes. I must capture you and add you to my collection!"

Danny smacked her forehead in exasperation. "You've got to be kidding me..."

Seeing Samson, Danny gestured to the gorilla and said dryly, "Sammy, my man, let's tag team this idiot."

Danny sweatdropped when Samson roared and banged his fists against his chest, then he charged forward and knocked Skulker away from Danny.

"Nice," Danny whistled, and then she joined in on beating the crap out of Skulker.

Needless to say, there were three things Danny learned from the encounter. One, Samson was female. Secondly, she was capable at kicking ghost butt. Lastly, apparently purple-back gorillas are proficient at mimicking Muay Thai moves.

That somehow landed Danny in the women genius magazine Jazz had somehow gotten to interview her family while she was gone; and instead of her family being the focus, Danny was. Not that Jazz cared, as long as they were in the magazine and the focus wasn't on ghost hunting.

Also, Kwan had his grade moved two letters up, because of the good findings (which they all knew had more to do with Danny than them) and mostly because Kwan helped saved Mr. Johnson's life. Kwan was entitled to a little leeway this time around...

Well, it was all in a good day's work, in Danny's opinion...


"Why in the hell is there a dragon in my basement?!" Danny screeched, avoiding a swipe from its claws.

Sam grunted out a reply she couldn't hear, followed by the Goth girl using an ecto-gun to fire a blast at the dragon. Tucker squealed like a girl, but dived towards the fallen Fenton Thermos. Frantically throwing it to Danny, she caught it and quickly aimed it towards the dragon.

It was sucked in and all three of them sighed in relief.

"Now about that dance, Danny. It'll be good for you..." Sam continued off from where they were cut off because of the dragon ghost.

"Not now, Sam. Talk about it when I get back," Danny said uncomfortably, hurriedly making her way to the portal to get rid of the ghost. In the Ghost Zone, she let out the ghost. Confusingly, a girl in medieval clothing appeared instead of the dragon she was expecting.

"I want to go the ball," she sniffled.

Danny's mouth opened in an o. "Um, look, you can't go to the dance. You wouldn't fit in, see? You don't look like me or the others. Why don't you go to a ghost ball or something?"

"There aren't any," the girl pouted. "At least go to the ball in my stead?"

Danny winced, "Maybe. I'll try."

"Alright, then I shall go about my own business. My name is Dorathea and I have been pleased to meet your acquaintance!"

Danny nodded and left. When she disappeared, Dorathea sighed but then jumped high into the air when her brother appeared.

"You don't have your necklace," Aragon commented, staring pointedly at where her amulet should've been.

Dorathea shrieked in panic when she noticed that as well. She looked to where Danny had disappeared, but she was long gone.

"Oh no, she must have my necklace!"

"Who was she?" Aragon cut in.

"Um, the halfa everyone is talking about. Danny Phantom," she answered unsurely.

"I see," he muttered. "Leave the amulet be. I will take care of it. Dorathea, you're in charge of the castle while I'm gone."

"But brother!"

Aragon snapped his fingers and his ghastly appearance changed into a more human one. His gaunt face filled out and the shadows around his eyes disappeared. His skin was tanned and his eyes were brown. His thin figure became as muscular as it was when he was alive. His oily looking dark hair turned strawberry blond, and shortened to around chin-length.

"I'll be back, Dorathea," Aragon smiled slyly at his sister and walked away.


"So, uh, are you going to the dance tomorrow?" Kwan asked suddenly.

Danny marked another of his answers wrong before answering, "I don't know. Maybe. Probably."

"Oh...are you planning on going with someone?"

Danny looked up, confused. "Well, I'll probably go with Tuck and Sam."

"Ah. I see."

He became quiet after that, and so Danny moved closer and began explaining why his answers were wrong.

The strange talk was still in Danny's mind as she walked through the park, determined to get some peace and quiet before Sam began calling her again to bug her into going to the dance.

"You there, miss," a soft voice called out and Danny looked up sharply, gazing at a handsome man.

She couldn't explain why her eyes glazed over, or why she began blushing. It also seemed she had lost the ability to speak. In fact, the only thing she noticed was the amulet she had found and put around her neck was burning hot against her skin.

His strawberry blond locks seemed more colored like a sunset, and his eyes seemed to be staring intensely at her.

"Miss Phantom, would you do me the honor of going to the ball with me?"

When Danny would recall the encounter later, she had no idea why she had said yes. When she told Tucker and Sam that she had a date to the ball, they stared dumbfounded at her, while she shrugged it off. It seemed a very strange affair.

So the next night, just before the start of the ball, and she was left alone in the house, Danny dressed herself in a slinky black halter dress her mother had worn only once before. She was done curling her hair, and was slowly piling it onto her head, eyes gazing into the mirror almost blankly. When she touched up her makeup, the doorbell rang.

Going down, she answered it and smiled at her date. Aragon waited at the door, with a mahogany carriage pulled by two black stallions parked behind him, and smiling charmingly at her. He held out his hand and she grabbed a hold of it, letting him lead her into the carriage.

She was still staring adoringly at him when the carriage stopped in front of the school, and everyone waiting for the doors to open gaped at the couple that exited the carriage and began to walk towards the entrance. Everyone was either whispering about the fancy carriage they arrived in, or the couple themselves.

Aragon was dressed in fancy medieval clothing, that probably only royalty wore. But his clothing wasn't the only talk, because he was rather handsome and with an alluring air. His unusual coloring didn't help either.

Danny, as everyone believed, usually looked male. With her long hair in display in curls, and body shown off in a dress, Danny looked very much female right then. No one recognized her and everyone wondered who were this beautiful couple.

Then again, Sam and Tucker were busy gaping at their friend.

"Danny sure cleans up well," Tucker had hearts in his eyes.

Sam smacked him upside his head, "Tucker! Something's very wrong with this picture. Danny doesn't date. More importantly, she looks mesmerized by something."

Tucker snorted, "Yeah, mesmerized by him."

Sam growled and pulled on his ear, forcing them to fall back into the shadows and hide there to converse.

"Just watch out for her."


Kwan was in a bad mood for the dance. He had a date, but for some reason he had been in a really bad mood starting just after he'd asked Danny if he had a date. He wasn't sure what was wrong with himself, but he was sure there was something wrong with him when the couple that came out of a fancy carriage and his first thought was that the girl looked like Danny.

Well, a female Danny.

In fact, it was so ridiculous that he even began to feel jealous of the handsome stranger next to her. It just became wrong when he'd noticed his friend also staring in awe of them, and instead of commenting with him as always, Kwan began feeling jealous of Dash.

"Dude, she's really pretty," Dash murmured to him, staring as she walked passed them with the man.

Kwan pursed his lips and didn't answer.

And all the while, both of Danny's best friends were plotting on how to help her.

"I still don't get why we have to do this. I mean, what if Danny really is on a date?" Tucker scowled.

Sam gritted her teeth, "Just shut up and go along with this."

They waited for the opportune moment, watching as the dance started and Danny and the stranger were the focus of attention on and off the dance floor.

"They sure can dance together," Tucker commented, watching the two end a tango.

Sam ignored him.

After the audience finished applauding and another song came up, the spotlight couple finally managed to sneak away. That was when Sam dragged Tucker after her and they hurried after the rapidly disappearing couple.

"I had a really nice night," Danny smiled shyly up at him.

"So did I, milady," Aragon gently took hold of her hand and brought it to his lips, giving it a chaste kiss. He then began bringing her closer, with no protest from her, and was lowering his head closer to hers when her best friends were finally able to interrupt.

"Stop right there, jerkoff! Leave Danny alone!" Sam came in, eyes blazing.

"Yeah, what she said!" Tucker followed.

Aragon sighed exasperatedly and sneered at them. "Did you really have to ruin the moment?"

"Yeah, 'cause it was getting to the good part," Sam finished sarcastically.

He let go of Danny, but still kept her close. "Listen you moronic imbeciles, get out of my way. I'm trying to give the lady her fairytale ending."

"And what? You're her Prince Charming?" Sam sneered back.

Tucker watched them snark at each other like a ping-pong match.

"Precisely," Aragon gave a menacing grin and then he lightly caressed the matching amulet around his neck. They watched in dread as he turned into a dragon, taking Danny with him in one of his claws.

"Oh –" Sam started.

"Shit." Tucker finished for her.

They ducked out of the way of a rampaging dragon tail.


Danny felt more aware of herself, and saw in confusion that she was being held in the air by a dragon. Last she remembered, Dorathea was in the Ghost Zone…and why was she in a dress?!

In fact, she could tell she was entirely dressed up. Like no doubt at all she was female.

Cursing this new revelation and hoping no one recognized her, Danny looked back up to the dragon's face. She began recalling the events that followed after talking to Dorathea and with a vague measure of regret, Danny took her purse and pulled out a Fenton Thermos.

"Sorry," she smiled apologectically. "But I'm going to have cut this date short. And as I carry one of these around always, I guess it's time to say goodbye," upcapping it, she aimed it at him and he screamed as he was sucked inside, forcibly letting go of her.

She quickly capped it and felt herself begin free fall to the ground. At the last minute, Danny turned intangible and avoided being splattered.

"Hey guys," she greeted her friends from her spot lying on the ground.

"Hey," they grinned at her.

She grinned back. It was good to have friends that cared.

Deciding she'd had enough fun for the night, she bid them bye and was about to go home when she was cornered by Julian.

"Jules," she mock-saluted.

He smiled and nervously led her to a locked room. When he unlocked it, she recognized it as the band room. Soft music began to play in the background and Julian turned back to face her.

"So, uh, can I have this dance?" he asked hesitantly.

She gaped at him before uncharacteristically blushing and accepting his hand. They slow-danced for a couple songs before Danny thought she should go.

"Thanks, Jules. I think I needed that," she admitted.

He grinned and waved her goodbye.


She looked up at what she would call the sky of the Ghost Zone. Sighing morosely, she upcapped the Fenton Thermos and let Aragon out. He appeared, still in his human appearance.

"I thought you'd revert by now," she said wryly.

He shrugged, "I thought it more fitting we end it this way. I am sure this form is more to your liking anyway."

"I…really had a nice time," she gave him a half smile.

He smiled sadly at her, "As did I , milady. As did I."

Her lips turning up regrettingly at that, she kissed his cheek quickly before she could change her mind. She left before he could get out a response, though he was left to chuckle quietly to himself after he got over the shock. Floating back home, he stayed a little longer in the form he was in. Just to have the memories last longer…

Started 8/24/08 –Completed 8/25/08