I don't own Danny Phantom! Butch Hartman does. To clear up confusion, for the next few chapters, when I mention Danny, he's in Jazz's body, and when I mention Jazz, she's in Danny's body.
Danny yawned as he blinked his eyes open. He felt odd- his body felt longer, with two things on his chest. He felt his hair at his arms, much longer than normal. He felt a long shirt on despite the fact he fell asleep in his normal clothes, including a short-sleeved shirt with red trim. Not a long one. He sat up and looked around, confused. It wasn't his room- the walls and floor were pink, various posters of inspiration stuff Einstein said on the wall. It was much neater than his; no clothes randomly were scattered on the floor, and textbooks and papers were neatly stacked on a desk Danny presumed to be for homework.
He found his way to a vanity next to Jazz's closet, and looked at the mirror. He saw a feminine face, with long, red hair that went down past his shoulders. He had a long, black top on, with breasts under it. He stared at them. "I have girl-boobs!" He thought, startled. Placing a hand on the mirror, his face could hardly get paler. He started to scream at the top of his lungs.
Jazz yawned and blinked her eyes open. She felt odd- her shirt was short-sleeve, not long like it was before she fell asleep. She felt shorter, odd. Looking around the room, she saw it was Danny's room. The blue walls were covered in space photos and pictures of astronauts or spacecrafts. Clothes were crumbled and scattered all over the floor, and from the ceiling hung multiple model spaceships. Textbooks and papers were sloppy, textbooks often left open, papers and notebooks wrinkled next to them. Placing a hand on her head, she didn't feel her normal, long hair- messy, spiky hair met her hand. She slowly stood up, and, tip-toeing around the clothes and books scattered on the floor, she made her way to a mirror next to Danny's abused closet.
She looked at herself, and paled. In her reflection was a somewhat muscular fourteen-year-old boy with messy raven hair, with a white shirt with red trimmings. Raising a hand to her face, she realized this was all real.
She screamed.
"Danny and Jazz are taking awfully long to wake up." Jack mused while reading the paper. Maddie shrugged.
"Well, if they don't wake up soon-"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" They heard both brother and sister scream. Both parents covered their ears, and ran up the stairs from the kitchen to their kids rooms. Jack went into Danny's, and covered Jazz's mouth, taking her down to the living room. Maddie came out right after, Danny's mouth covered as well, and both took them down to the couch, and set them down. Neither took their hands off their mouths, though.
"When both of you stop trying to scream and calm down...Then you can speak." Maddie said softly. Both calmed, and their mouths were released. Both shared a look and began to hyperventilate, and both parents pulled one or the other tight to themselves until they calmed. Both parents frowned as they felt the kids shake relentlessly, until they calmed a little and put them back on the couch. Maddie looked them in the eyes.
"Alright, both of you. What's wrong?" She asked. Jazz stared at Danny for a moment.
"I'm telling them." Jazz said. Danny froze.
"Are you KIDDING me? Even if we told 'em, they wouldn't believe us!" Danny protested. Maddie didn't say a word, and went down to the lab, and came back up with some sort of machine with little finger clips on it. Attaching them to Jazz, she began.
"Alright, so you can tell the truth and we can believe you, this a truth detector. Just remain calm and answer honestly. Alright, is it a serious problem?" She asked.
"To an extent, yeah!" Jazz said. Both parents frowned.
"Next question. Did a ghost do it?" Jack asked eagerly. Jazz snorted.
"Probably." The detector beeped 'yes' and both parents looked pale. Maddie finished.
"Alright, last question. What happened?" She asked. Jazz and Danny shared a look, before Jazz sighed.
"Our...Bodies...Were...Switched..." She mumbled. The truth detector beeped 'true'. Both parents turned as pale as they could, and shared a shocked look, before they looked at their kids again. Jack looked at Danny.
"...Danny...?" Jack asked. Danny nodded slowly. Maddie looked at Jazz.
"...Jazz...?" Maddie asked slowly. Jazz nodded. Both parents shared another look, before they hugged their kids tight.
"Ooh...Who did this to you?" Maddie cried. Danny shrugged.
"I'm not sure- oh, wait...Crud...Last night, when Jazz and I got into a fight, she wished that I knew how hard it was to be her. I wished the same unto her. I've met a ghost that can grant wishes before- she might've overheard us. Crud..." Danny said, not giving enough information away to bust his identity. His mom and dad looked at him seriously, but soft at the same time.
"Can you tell us her name?" Jack asked. Danny nodded.
"Her name's Desiree. She's green, with black hair. Her hair is long and out, her tail and...Uh...Shirt is blue. She'll be wearing multiple pieces of jewelry. Can you let us stay home today to help you look for her to reverse the wish?" Danny asked. His parents turned and spoke to each other quietly, a moment later turning back to the kids.
"No." Jack said.
"WHAT?"
