Danny Phantom knelt over in an alley, breathing hard, before turning human. He chuckled, "I forgot that using my ghostly wail means I almost immediately turn back... He sighed. Ladybug and Chat Noir had been stunned, he reflected. But he had helped, hadn't he? He wandered back to the apartment, and eventually slumped forward on his bed.

What he was convinced was almost immediately, his door was slung open. "Danny! Did you get any rest?" asked his cheery sister.

He growled, "No, I did not!" He shot a glare at her.

She nodded. "I know you didn't," she said, pulling up her laptop and showing him. It was on a website called 'The Ladyblog', as indicated by the large banner over the top. Currently, there was a running gif with Danny Phantom using his ghostly wail at the terrified akuma. There was a caption below it that said "Danny Phantom - Friend or foe?"

Danny frowned at that. "So what? My ghost sense went off. I have a duty, you know!"

"Not right now! It's vacation. You're supposed to be resting, Danny, this isn't healthy. I've read some things on this blog... You shouldn't be feeling like this," she said, concern taking over her anger. "You might hurt someone!"

He rolled his eyes. "Just leave me alone, Jazz. I know exactly what I'm doing. I'm doing my job. And if you don't like it, GET OVER IT!" He slammed his door in her face, and sighed, sliding down beside it. "What am I gonna do?" he asked softly, looking at his hands. He knew she was right, deep down, but he was too exhausted to care.


"Gabriel Agreste, I assume?" asked a grey haired man, as he stepped off the private jet. "To what do I owe this fateful acquaintance?" The man's lip curled upwards.

The blonde man before him smiled. "A particular problem of yours has make its home here. Mayor Masters, have you heard of Ladybug and Chat Noir?" he asked, turning away to hide his snarl.

The man shook his head, "I can't say I have. Who are they?"

"They are unimportant. Simply, they have something that I want, and they will not let me have it, no matter what I do." He admitted.

"Just like the Packers," Vlad muttered, thinking about his favorite football team. "And how does this concern me, exactly?"

Gabriel smiled. "Danny Phantom. He has... Relocated. From your Amity Park, to my Paris. And, it seems, he has teamed up with Ladybug and Chat Noir." He turned to Vlad, a look in his eyes.

"Ah, I see. You want me to help you with Daniel, hmm?" asked the grey haired man, putting a hand to his chin.

He nodded. "The ghost boy has only made it more difficult to achieve my goals. I can offer you many things, if only you will help me with him."

"I have riches, fame, power. But there is one very important thing out of my reach," Vlad admitted.

Gabriel's eyes narrowed. "Name it."


Danny was in his room for an hour. No ghost sense. No distractions. Not even Jazz checked up on him.

For one full hour, Danny laid in bed, desperately trying to sleep - but was unable to. Maybe the bed was too lumpy. Maybe he felt too bad. He looked at the clock. 2:30 PM. He sighed.

"Danny, come on, can't we talk about this?" asked Jazz, just outside his door. "Come on, Danny..."

Some tears escaped his eyes. His ghost sense went off. "Sorry, Jazz..." He transformed, and stood tall. "I have a job to do."

He flew through the window and spotted no ghost, but another black butterfly. He tried to grab it in his hands, but, of course, they went right through. "Hmm..." He flew back down, intangible and invisible, and grabbed the Fenton Thermos, and once again trapped the akuma inside. He sighed, "I really do need a break..."

"DANNY!" Jazz yelled, and he inwardly cursed.

He put the Thermos outside the locker and went back to his bedroom, and turned back to human form.

There she was, looking terrified. Of course, she had been worrying about Danny the entire time. "Jazz! I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, Danny, it's just that I learned that negative emotions attract akumas. I just... I don't want you to get hurt, you know," she murmured, ruffling his hair.

He frowned, "wait, really? Well, that explains a lot..."

"What do you mean?" she asked, cocking her head.

He shrugged, "Nothing, nothing..."


Eventually, the family got together and headed to the Eiffel Tower. Danny was unimpressed, of course, but the rest of the family turned out to be ecstatic. After the day's daily akuma attack, there was nothing that could be so eventful. Danny's ghost sense did not rear it's ugly head until late at night.


Danny Phantom took to the skies, and spotted another black butterfly. He sighed. "Seriously?" he asked, before the akuma touched a bystander, and they began to transform. He gasped. "Well, I guess Ladybug was right..."

A stereotypical battle sequence began to take place - the akumatized villain demanding the miraculous, Ladybug and Chat Noir showing up, and fighting. Danny fought, as well, but his heart wasn't in it. He growled, "enough of this!" And used his ghostly wail to end the fight, before returning to his apartment without a second glance, leaving a confused but grateful Ladybug and Chat Noir.

"Seriously, my lady, I think something's wrong. Usually he makes more puns... This fight, he didn't make any!" Chat Noir argued.

Ladybug shook her head. "Not our problem. He's a ghost, not a miraculous holder. Getting in our business is his choice, we manage just fine without him. If he didn't help, I'd tell him to stay out."

The cat's ears went down. "But... He's my friend. Why don't you trust him?"

The bluenette rolled her eyes. "Do you seriously not remember Lila? How she turned into Volpina, and tricked us?"

"But he's not Volpina, and he's been helping us!" the blond boy argued, balling up his fists. "He deserves a chance. At least one."

She let out a sigh, "Fine. But if he does anything that puts innocent people in harm's way, he's lost my trust and respect."

"My lady, I don't think that's how trust and respect works..." he muttered, watching her yo-yo away. He sighed, "oh, well. She'll learn to trust him eventually, right?"


Hawk Moth stared as the window closed. "I'll get you next time, Ladybug and Chat Noir!" he said, angrily showing his clenched fist to no one. Except one.

Behind him, he heard a slow clap. "Nice strategy. Sending villains so you don't have to fight them yourself. Ingenious, really." Vlad smiled.

The butterfly villain turned around. "So, now you see, don't you?"

The grey haired man transformed in seconds into his alter ego, Vlad Plasimus, and flew above Hawk Moth, cape waving majestically. "I do, indeed. You need someone to do your dirty work for you. Someone like me." He flashed a toothy smile.

Gabriel chuckled, "Exactly."