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Now presenting,

*drum roll*

SPINACH!

*canned applesauce*

Starring...

Wait for it...

THE LUNCH LADY AND DAN PHANTOM!

*more applesauce*

I just think that she would be so perfect for this part.

Disclaimer: I am Fear the Fuzzy Bear! Not Butch Hartman! HOW WOULD I BE BUTCH HARTMAN?!

ON TO THE SPINACH!

Dan was waiting for the Lunch Lady to bring him his lunch. He could hear her yelling at the pans for burning something, then hugging them and crying over the good times they had. That's what I get for hiring a ghost with mood swings more intense than Boxy's love for bubble wrap. Dan thought. "Oh, so many good times. You remember when I accused you for burning my casserole? Wait... that was five minutes ago! HOW DARE YOU?!" Dan tuned her out within a few moments of that nonsense.

I am a line break! My name is Fred!

"Here you are, Dearie." Lunch Lady said, handing Dan a covered plate. "Why is this covered?" he asked suspiciously. After the hiccup incident *shudder*, Dan was understandably wary of the food he ate. "It's a surprise, honey. If you finish all your lunch, you get a special dessert!"

"So long as it's not ice cream, I think I'll live." Dan muttered. He uncovered the dish and promptly turned green. Well, greener than he already was. Greener than what was on his plate, too. "THE HORROR! THE HORROR! HOW CAN YOU STAND TO WORK WITH SOMETHING LIKE THIS?!" Dan screamed, for on his plate was *gasp* spinach. "It'll make you grow up big and strong!" said Lunch Lady, in a motherly tone. "I'm a grown ghost! Why do I have to eat this garbage?" Dan whined. "IT'S NOT GARBAGE!" she cried, losing her temper, "IT IS YOUR LUNCH! LUNCH IS SACRED! YOU MUST ALWAYS EAT LUNCH!"

Dan shrank back, and shakily reached out and poked the spinach, like it was going to jump up and bite him or something. "Well?" asked Lunch Lady, "Taste it!" Dan gingerly picked up a tiny piece, placed it on his tongue, which was still sore (And numb (Thanks, Blue)), and gagged. He grimaced, but tried to turn it into a smile directed towards the Lunch Lady. He gave her a weak thumbs-up.

"Yum," he said, trying to appease her. "That's nice, Dearie. Now EAT YOUR SPINACH! Don't you want to be strong like Popeye?" she asked. Dan rolled his eyes. He had used the Infi-map to go to Popeye's universe, challenged the guy to an arm wrestle, let the guy spinach up, and Dan had still won. Aloud, he said, "Yes, Lunch Lady." and stuffed the whole disgusting pile of green glop into his mouth. It took all of his willpower to not throw it all up. His tongue might have been numb, but it still smelled and felt disgusting. Lunch Lady smiled and went to get the 'special dessert'.

As soon as she was out of the room, Dan threw up. "Bleck!" he said, wiping his mouth out frantically with a napkin, "I hate spinach." "What was that, Sweetie?" asked Lunch Lady, who had just walked into the room. "NOTHING nothing." he said, trying to be casual. "Well, alright honey, if you say so. Here's your dessert!" she said, unveiling the unmistakable color and cone of...

Flashback

*hic* "NOOOOOOOO!"

Flashback end.

Story end.

If you're wondering why I referred to Lunch Lady by her full name, so am I.

Did you like it? If you didn't, who cares? I don't. I'm just writing this for fun.

By the way, I have nothing against spinach, I actually like it.

If there is anyone else who shares Dan's opinion though, let me know!

Luv you all!

Fear my Fuzz,

Bear out.