I don't know what to say so I will just say this: Enjoy!

Casper High, Amity Park, 8:30 am-

The students in Mr. Lancer's class were silent as they worked on thier assignments. Everybody except Danny Fenton. He had not appeared for class yet, and it worried the classroom's inhabitants very much. They knew of his secret, so they knew he was off fighting ghosts. Sam and Tucker, Danny's two closest friends, looked up at the clock, at each other, then out the window, trying to find some trace of Danny. Mr. Lancer looked at the clock and out the window as well. Everybody was worried and notes were being passed around.

Just as Sam and Tucker were about to ask to be excused the class saw a familiar flash of light outside the room and heard a locker door open and close. Danny Fenton came running into the room, looking very tired. He held his books in one hand and the Fenton Thermos in the other. His face showed exaustion and bags under his icy blue eyes. He had several bruises, but nothing too major. He hurried over to Mr. Lancer's desk to try and explain.

The class bit their lips, trying not to laugh at what they saw in front of them. Sam had her face in her hands and Tucker was trying to surpress his laughter as much as possible. Mr. Lancer looked Danny up and down and looked into his eyes.

"Did you get enough rest with sleeping in Mr. Fenton?" Mr. Lancer asked casually. Even Mr. Lancer was hiding his own laughter at the sight of Danny.

"No, Mr. Lancer. I am so sorry. I went to bed last night then at around ten-ish I just kept on getting bombarded by ghosts. I haven't slept all night. And I just got done locking up the last of them and I hurried here as fast as I could and-why is everybody laughing?" Danny asked surprised, for now, the whole class was laughing, minus Sam, Mr. Lancer, and Danny. They couldnt help but point and laugh at Danny. Danny looked down and saw what they were all laughing about.

He was in his pajamas. His ones with NASA rockets all over them. Danny blushed heavily as he remembered last night being so hectic he had just changed into Phantom. He stole a glance at Mr. Lancer.

"Uh...do you think I could go home real quick and..." Danny's voice trailed off as he gave him a pleading look. Mr. Lancer sighed and gave him a slip giving him permission to be late.

"Hurry up." Mr. Lancer sighed. He turned to the class to calm them down. Danny shot a thankful glance towards him and ran out the door. When the class was finally settled down and back to work Mr. Lancer laid his face in his hands and shook his head, laughing silently.

Oh my gosh! I was on the computer and the thought just popped into my head. 'Hey, what would happen if Danny just burst into class about 30 minutes late and he was in his pajamas?'. As soon as I thought about it I just had to write it down. Review to tell me what you think!