Oh the song works of you apply it to Danny wishing his father was still there, and the same for Monique and her mom. This isn't my favorite chapter. It's very patchy, but it kinda works that way. P.s, Monique may act like a bitch but she has reason. IMPORTANT! Maddie knows about Danny being Danny Phantom and is okay with it.


Chapter 2- Airplanes (by B.o.b feat. Haley Williams)

Danny felt small in the doorway of Vlad's large mansion. His sister wrapped an arm around his shoulders, her eyes glimmering with unshed tears.

Their mother was already inside; Vlad had accompanied her. Danny's mom had been looking so frail ever since that day Jack had... Danny was glad Vlad had finally been able to get her out of her bed. Unfortunately he didn't really expect his mother to accept Vlad's offer of housing. But if she was safe, that's all Danny would ask for.

The inside of Vlad's home was glorious; red walls and gold framed paintings, vases and intricate tapestries. Beautiful.

Danny gaped at the designs as he followed his mother and Vlad. He was so distracted he didn't hear the light patter of feet until she was standing right in front of him.

She blinked. Her eyes were a flat grey, with a swirl of white, like storm clouds. Her eyes flicked up and down, as if drinking in his details before she turned to Vlad and said the word that shocked him more than he though possible;

"Papa?"

Danny's mouth was wide open. She frowned at him before a look of understanding crossed her face, "You must be the Fenton's," there was a slight accent to her words. French, but her english was perfect and clear.

Vlad sighed, gesturing to the girl, "Remember, Maddie, when I told you about my daughter? This is her. Everyone, meet Evelyn,"

"Monique," the girl corrected him, her eyes narrowed slightly, "My name is not Evelyn, Papa,"

Vlad and the girl locked eyes for a second, before he nodded. Monique slowly walked to stand beside her father, her icy eyes passing over Danny like a hawk looking for it's prey.

Danny could suddenly see the resemblance's between them; Vlad's platinum blonde hair and lanky build, much like the high cheekbones. But where the hair was concerned, Vlad kept his straight and back in his ponytail where as Monique's hair was cut into an elongated bob, curling wildly around her face. She glanced at Maddie and Jazz, her face hardening, "It's very nice to meet you all," didn't sound like it was, "Please excuse me, I have some calls to make,"

Vlad sighed tiredly as the girl flounced off, flipping her hair over her red covered shoulder, "Please excuse 'Monique'. She's lost her mother recently, and misses her home,"

"It's understandable," Maddie whispered.

Vlad's navy eyes darkened more as he offered her his arm, "Please, let me escort you to your room,"

Maddie weakly took the arm, and Danny did nothing to stop her. Vlad, for once, wasn't trying to seduce her, or steal her away. He was just being the friend she needed.


Danny stared wide eyed at Jazz and his mother, "No,"

Maddie's purple eyes watered as she raised a hand from her curled up position on the overstuffed armchair, "Danny-"

"No!" Danny ground his teeth, the familar cold burn at the back of his eyes, "I'm not going!"

"Danny-"

"No! I have friends here, school!" Dann shook his head, walking to the window as the familiar coldness spread up and down his body, "I have to go,"

"Danny, please," Jazz begged, reaching for him to only have her arm phase through him before he jumped out of the window.

So Danny came to be floating above the clouds, eyes closed and forehead tense even as he did the most relaxing activity he could think of. Flying.

Sam had an ironic sense of humor; his ringtone (which was going off right now) was 'Everyday Superhero' by Smashmouth. He lazily scooped it out of suit and held it up to his ear, "Hello?"

"Danny?"

"Who'd you expect? Whats up, Sam?"

"Your mother is going crazy!" he heard her sigh, "Look, come to Vlad's, my parents have drove me up there,"

"On my way,"


"Your friends are in there," Monique said coldly, watching him with dark eyes as he transformed back into Danny Fenton.

"Thanks," he said tiredly, "I'm Danny, by the way. We didn't get properly introduced,"

The hand he offered was stared at like it was ectoplasmic goo, "I know who you are," she locked eyes with him, her face bitter, "My fathers told me enough," before she turned and stalked down the hallway.

Danny was unsure what the hell her problem was as he opened the door to his new room. And was pulled into a hug. Danny buried his face into his friends shoulder. Sam, for all her gothic-ness, didn't smell like death or dying roses. Never had. Even though death seemed to be what was surrounding his life lately.

"Danny," she whispered, tightening her arms around his neck, "I'm so sorry," He hated that word; sorry. Why did people always say it? It meant nothing.

"It's okay, Sam," he sighed, holding her even tighter before letting her go, "Come on, lets go to the roof,"


Stars are beautiful. Danny studied them; he should know. The world (if you were like him and believed Edwin Hubble) was created by the explosion of one. Nothing troubled them like the human worries. To be a star is to be at peace.

"Beautiful, aren't they?" Sam remarked quietly, her voice interrupting the quiet.

"Yeah," Danny answered, "Strange to think that I'll be looking at different stars in a while,"

Sam swallowed, "Where is Vlad moving you all to?"

"Scotland. The U.K basically,"

"I'll miss you,"

"I'll miss you too,"

They missed the "Lovebirds" comment that would usually follow.

"Lovebirds,"

"You had to do it, didn't you?"

For the first time since Jack had died, Danny laughed.


Apparently Monique wasn't very happy about the move either, but what can you do when your just a kid? Even if you're a kid with ghostpowers, the answer is still nothing.

Danny walked into see her packing boxes in the library. Her hair was falling over her face as she stacked books into boxes. Danny half expected the box ghost to come flying out of one of them.

"Need help packing?" he asked, shoving his hands in his back pockets.

The glare he got was poison, and her cold reply of, "No thank you," wasn't much better.

"Okay," Danny held up his hands in mock surrender. Monique snorted before she went back to packing, tracing the spines with her finger before she carefully set them inside the boxes.

"So you like books?" Danny tried.

"Well done, Captain Obvious!" she gasped sarcastically, clapping her hands excitedly for effect.

Danny scowled, "Look, I'm just trying to be nice, you don't have to be a bitch about it."

Monique laughed mockingly, dumping the books in her arms on the floor with a heavy thump, "Cause that's so nice!"

She scoffed as she walked past him, trying to exit the room elegantly. She would have succeeded had she not tripped on he way. Danny caught her arm to steady her. And was met with a hostile glare yet again.

Seriously, what was her problem

"Get off me!" she snapped, yanking her arm out of his grip.

"I'm just trying to help you!" he defended himself.

"Well I don't need your help!" she snarled, barging him with her shoulder as she stormed past.

"What have I done to make you hate me?" he demanded to her back. She froze, every muscle in his vision tensing.

The next thing he knew, he was being pinned against the wall by an angry female, her face and angry but eyes pained as she slammed him into the wall.

"I hate you," she hissed, her eyes flashing red -she couldn't be?- as she pinned him to the wall, "Because my mother loved Vlad, whereas he loves your mother. To him, I'm just a burden. You're the perfect son,"


Do you want more Monique in the story? It won't be a romance between them I can promise that much. Oh God, I can officially tell you chapter five will be a very angsty one. The next chapter should be quite funny, unless I think it's too short and decide to tack on the sad bit that was supposed to be chapter five :(. Chapter seven will be brilliant! It is my favourite so far :P

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