[This Chapter serves as an alternative story-line for "Really Loud Music."]

In hopes of winning a song-writing contest, Luna wants to create something that the whole world will love, but is having trouble finding a sound that works. After looking into different sounds throughout her household, Luna is about ready to give up. When suddenly, there's a knock on the front door. She opens it and there's Eric Fenton, the boy she met in class. "Hey Luna, what's shakin?"

Happy to see him, Luna greets him by saying. "Hey Eric. What are you doin here?"

"I was on my way home and My Musical-Crisis-Sense went off. Thought you might need help with something."

"Well, I'm trying to put together a song so I can become 'America's Next Hitmaker', but I can't find a sound that works for me."

Eric is eager to help. "Oh, I got you there, Luna. I'm an expert in the field of sounds."

After heading up to Luna's room. Eric listens to her song 'Play it Loud' and is very impressed. "Hmm. Not too shabby, Luna. Though I'm not so sure if it'll work for a hit-making contest."

"Why? What's wrong with it, bruh?"

"Nothing. The song itself completely fine. My main concern is whether or not this particular contest is right for you."

"W-what do you mean?"

"Well, you see...this contest you wanna enter...it's meant for EDM stuff, and I don't think its a good fit for ya."

"Are you Serial?"

"Yup."

Luna face-palms. "Aww, Man. That's a bummer, dude. Sam warned that me this contest was no good. I should've listened to her."

"Yea. No kidding. Sam may have her own opinions, but she DOES know her stuff."

"Yeah. I feel stupid. I put a lot of effort into that song too."

"Oh yea?"

"Yea. I played the Drums, Guitar, Bass. I did all of that, just for this song."

Eric is surprised by this statement. "All by yourself?"

Luna is sad now. "Yup. All by myself, bruh."

Eric is curious now. "Hmm. How many instruments do you know how to play?"

"Too many to count."

Eric is impressed. "Woo. Dang. That's a lot of talent."

"Yea. All that hard work for nothing."

"'All for Nothing,' huh? That sounds like one of my band's-." Eric gets a text notification on his phone. He checks his phone and says "Oop. Speak of the devil. I gotta go meet up with my band-mates here in a few."

"Oh okay."

"I'll see you later." As Eric is about to leave the room, he quickly turns around and says. "Hey, uh...do you...wanna come with me? We're actually down a member as of yesterday, so...if you really want, you could-."

Luna gets uber excited. "Join your band?!"

"Uh...yea."

Luna's eyes begin to sparkle. "Take. Me. With. You."

As they both head outside, Eric uses his cellphone to contact his butler. "Hey, Hobson. Could you pick me up at Franklin Avenue?"

Hobson says over the phone "Of course, sir."

Luna is confused. "Hobson?"

"He's just my butler," Eric explains.

Luna is shocked. "You have a butler?!"

Eric smugly replies. "I sure do."

Suddenly a limo pulls up in front of Luna's house. The passenger window rolls down, and Hobson says "Good Day, Sir."

Again, Luna is shocked. "You have a limo?!"

Again, Eric replies "I sure do." He then opens the backseat door. "Ladies first."

Luna scoffs, then poshly says "You are full of surprises today. Aren't you, love?" Both she and Eric enter the vehicle, and the limo drives away.

On the way to the limo's destination, Luna is taken aback by the whole situation. "I still can't believe you're rich, bruh."

Eric crosses his arms and smirks. "Hmm. Yeah. I know it's strange. Someone like me, filthy stinkin rich and all that. My mom's side of the family has a fortune going back generations, and my dad-." He stops himself. "-Well..."

"Wait. Is your dad famous or somethin?"

Eric hesitantly says. "Yeah. Kinda."

Luna thinks for a moment. "Wait a minute. Your last name's Fenton. Right?" Eric nods. "So...that means...no...it can't be...Danny Phantom is your Father?!"

Eric takes a breath. "Yes."

Luna gets hyped for a second. "Hell's Bells! That is awesome!" She then gets sad. "Why didn't you mention this earlier, bruh?"

"It's erm...complicated."

"Try me."

"Well, to be completely honest, I just want people to like me for my own merits. Not for my dad's. I know my dad is a great hero and all that, but I want to get famous in my own way. I don't want to be in my dad's shadow my whole life. I just wanna be myself and make my own lane. Know what I mean?"

"Aww, damn. That is some deep stuff right there, bruh."

Hobson stops the vehicle as it arrives at the Fenton family manor. "We have arrived, Master Eric."

The two teenagers exit the vehicle. As they are about the enter Eric's garage studio. Luna receives a text from Sammie.

Where r u, Luna-bae?

Luna texts her back.

We can chat later, Sammie. Ima bout to meet Eric's Band.

Just as Luna puts her phone away, Sammie sends another text.

WHAT?!