1. Using Your Powers to Pull Sick Pranks

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom. That right belongs to Butch Hartman, whom I am not. *sad face*

Let's be real here. Saving the world is not the first thing that comes to mind when a fourteen-year-old gets superpowers. Dying halfway really makes a guy appreciate life more and is good motivation to not pass up opportunities, especially ones that involve pranking. The ability to turn invisible, be intangible, and fly opens up a lot of pranking doors. And when I first got my powers, what better way was there to test them out than by scaring the crap out of those I loved most?

Given that my parents are ghost hunters, albeit terrible ones, I figured it wouldn't be the smartest idea to borderline reveal my powers to them yet, even in the form of a harmless prank. Unless I wanted to end up strapped to a lab table and dismembered, which I definitely didn't, it would be a good idea to steer clear of them. My sister Jazz was also out because she was too stiff and 'mature' to have a sense of humor anymore and would probably end up freaking out on me.

That left Tucker and Sam, my two best friends. They were in on my secret given that they were there to witness it, and Sam was sorta the cause for it all in the first place given that it was her idea for me to enter the Ghost Portal. However, Sam was not the ideal person to prank because she doesn't scare easy. I guess it comes with her being a goth, but apart from cheerleaders and sundresses, nothing phases her. And while that's incredibly awesome and one of the many things I love about her, it was really putting a damper on my amazing pranking skills.

Having ruled out my parents, Jazz, and Sam, that left Tucker as the target for my pranking. Sure I could pull one on any of the hundreds of people who lived in Amity Park, but the last thing I wanted was to ruin my ghostly reputation before I even got a chance to truly experience it.

Since I decided on Tuck, I needed to come up with a killer prank to hit him with. After all, this would set the tone for pranks to come throughout the rest of our friendship, so I had to set the bar pretty high. Unlike whatever it was that gave me these powers in the first place, this job would not be half-assed.

Taking to the skies, I flew over to Tucker's house. Going intangible, I phased through several walls before hovering just inside his bedroom. He was on his computer, go figure, playing a video game. Not entirely certain how I was going to prank him but deciding I could effectively wing it, I made my way over to Tucker. Unlike Sam, the list of things he was afraid of seemed to never end. Bullies, term papers, math, school in general, snakes, being stranded on an island without technology, honestly if you named it, Tucker was scared of it.

Getting an idea, I hovered over his favorite PDA, his prized possession, the one thing Tucker loved and cherished more than anything in his life, and threw it at him.

The look of utter betrayal that formed on Tucker's face, as a result, was the best thing I have ever seen. The shock not fully having worn off, he bent down to pick up his PDA. Dying, ha, like I could, to keep my laughter inside, I yanked the PDA just out of his reach before flying it through the air.

"What is going on!" Tucker cried as he chased after it.

Smirking to myself, I plunged the PDA towards the floor. As Tucker dove towards the floor in an attempt to catch it, I phased the PDA through the floor. Despite there now being a wall between us, Tucker's cry of terror and confusion was still incredibly loud.

Deciding I'd had enough of tormenting one of the only two friends I had, I popped the PDA back through the floor into Tucker's hands before reclining against his dresser, phasing back into a human as I did so.

At the sound of me shedding my ghostly form, Tucker turned towards me. Having figured out it was me that had been messing with him, he scowled unappreciatively before bringing his PDA closer to his chest in a protective manner.

"Relax, dude, it was just a prank," I innocently pointed out. I mean, seriously, out of everyone I knew Tucker should have easily been the one to take the joke in stride.

"Danny," he began, slowly loosening his vice-like grip, "You're my best friend and normally I love your pranks, but don't you ever touch my PDA ever again. There's a line, man, and you've crossed it."

Lifting my arms up in mock surrender I told him, "You caught me, Tuck." I slowly lowered my arm against the dresser before turning it intangible. A blue light left my hand, traveled down to the floor, across the room, and sucked Tucker halfway into the floor. Laughing at the obscene gestures I was being shot, I went ghost before assuring him, "I promise I won't mess with your PDA anymore," before flying out of his room back towards my house.

AN: Well that's my first chapter. Let's see if I can come up with 99 more of these!