Disclaimer: I wish I owned Danny Phantom! Desiree: -turns me into Butch Hartman- AHHHHHHHHH! CHANGE ME BACK CHANGE ME BACK! -is changed back-
Lancer glanced down at his pajamas. It was the pajamas that made him look like a Ghost Buster that he got from his in-laws last Christmas. Cheesy, but he loved it when he was little. He still did. Now he felt bad for his ironic choice in pajamas.
"Thank you?" Lance replied a bit awkwardly. They stared at each other for a few moments. Then Lance cleared his throat and began to ask questions. "So...if you don't mind my asking...may I record this conversation and play it back on the news?"
"Hm? Oh, yeah. Yeah, sure."
Lance clicked the record conversation button before beginning his interview.
"Where exactly are you right now?"
Danny glanced around him.
"My room," he replied.
"Oh. Okay...um...where do you live?"
"Ghost Zone. I have a lair just like everybody else."
"So you fight ghosts a lot. What's the hardest ghost you ever had to fight?" Lance questioned. "Was it the ghost king?"
"No...no actually it was another ghost," Danny replied, leaning back casually in his chair.
"Which ghost?"
"It's best if I don't tell you. I can assure everybody that the ghost is locked up and there is ZERO percent chance it could EVER get out."
"Uh...okay then. Speaking of ghost-fighting, why do you save the town?"
"Mainly cause well...this place is my home," Danny said, pausing slightly as he thought. "I was born and raised here. Died here. I don't know any other place as home."
Lance nodded, shifting through some of the many questions he wrote down to ask Danny Phantom.
"Uh...Well, many people don't have a whole lot of faith in the Fentons' ghost hunting abilities. Well, Jack Fenton's anyway. What do you think? Do you think their capable of hunting ghosts?" he asked. Danny coughed slightly to give him a second to think.
"I think they're good hunters," Danny stated honestly. "I mean, they know how to build the weapons, they know how to hunt and capture and all that. It's the fact that they're trying to take down the wrong ghosts or things that aren't even ghosts. They're also too opinionated when it comes to judging ghosts."
Lance snorted in laughter at the ending part.
"What about the Red Huntress's?"
"She's a good huntress," he murmured. "She's really good. Same problem with the Fentons. She's taking down the wrong ghosts, but she also has a major problem with being too opinionated."
"Do you know the Red Huntress? Like personally?"
"Hm? Oh, no no no. We're strictly...she thinks of me as an enemy, but I view her more as...kind of a friend I guess."
"Interesting," Lance whispered under his breath. "How did you die?"
Danny didn't reply. Not at first. He sat and stared at the computer, unsure of what to say.
"You don't have to answer any questions you don-"
"Nah, it's okay," Danny replied, waving a hand as if to shoo away his statement. "I was electrocuted."
"By lightening, by shoving a wet fork into an outlet...?" Lance asked, encouraging him to give out more information.
"Lightening," Danny decided to go with.
"When did this happen?" Lance asked. Danny made a "Who the hell knows" shrug. "What's it like to die?"
"It's not describable."
"Uh, if we looked in the newspaper, would we find the news report concerning your death or obituary?"
"No," Danny immediately replied. Seeing Lance's curious stare, he added, "Well, nobody knows I died. I kind of...ran away...and it began to storm. I ended up getting hit by lightening and died."
"Nobody knows, does that mean you have family that's still alive or anything?"
"They moved away shortly after my death," Danny confirmed.
"Do you know where they are?"
"...No."
"Did you have any siblings?"
"Uh, I had three sisters and a brother," he lied. Hey, can't associate Danny Phantom with Danny Fenton if Phantom has family Fenton doesn't have, right?
"Big family," Lance laughed. "Parents?"
"Both murdered when I was seven," Danny lied smoothly. "They were killed by a fruitloop who was trying to kill my dad and steal my mom away. Killed Mom too instead. I lived with my aunt and uncle up until I died."
Lance nodded, eating up the lie. He seemed really sympathetic towards it. Danny almost wanted to applaud himself for coming up with that idea.
"Is Danny Phantom your real name?" Lance wanted to know. "Is it some play off of your real name somehow?"
"Danny Phantom is not my real name," Danny confirmed. "I took it up after I died."
"Okay, now that we're on the subject of your name and stuff, where did that logo come from?" Lance wondered. "I mean, we have some footage with you without it, and all of a sudden you float around with it."
"This? Well, honestly, I don't remember how I got this," Danny chuckled. Lance chuckled as well. "All I really remember is that my friend designed it, and next thing I remember I'm walking around with it on my chest."
"Interesting. When you say friend, do you mean you have ghostly friends? Human friends? Imaginary?" Danny laughed at imaginary. Both were fully relaxed by now.
"No, they exist outside of my mind," Danny snickered. "I have a mix of both. Right now, it's mostly ghosts but I have three friends that are still living that I hang around. I had a good number of friends when I was alive, but...I don't really talk to them anymore."
"You miss them?"
"Yeah."
"So what do you do when you're not protecting Amity Park?" Lance asked, making it more cheery. "I mean, you're still a teen boy. You play football, soccer, play video games, hang around with a special lady friend?"
Danny turned a bit punk at 'special lady friend' as he smiled.
"I like to play video games," he said slowly.
"What kind of video games?" Lance asked.
"Zelda, Pokemon, Kingdom Hearts, Jak, Final Fantasy and DOOM are my favorites," he replied. "Oh! And Mario." Lance smiled.
"What else do you do? Anything you wanted to be when you became an adult?"
"I like to build model rockets and spaceships," Danny told him honestly. "I also like attending concerts, listening to music, sneaking into the park after hours and playing on the playground."
"You break into the park after hours and play on the swing-set?" Lance laughed.
"There are no little kids hogging the swings or merry-go-round" Danny defended himself. "And I've always wanted to be an astronaut or something associated with NASA. As you can probably tell, I have tons of NASA and space crap hanging around."
"Good thing you can fly then huh?" Lance grinned. "You can fly to space?"
"I did once," Danny admitted. "It was so awesome."
"So do have any any interest in politics?"
"Uh, I'm not totally interested in a bunch of political stuff, but I know the super-basics and I watch the news and keep up with current political going-ons."
"Do you have any opinions on former-mayor Vlad Masters running for Senator?"
Danny burst into a small fit of laughter.
"Oh, god I don't think I should answer that," he chuckled. "Pass."
Lance smiled and moved on.
"You were once accused on charges of thieving from stores, round the time that Circus Gothica was hanging around. Do you have any defense for yourself on this matter?"
"The guy running Circus Gothica-Freakshow- had this enchanted scepter thing. It could control the minds of ghosts, and I was, unfortunately one of those ghosts. He had us steal money and put it in his train. As you remember, when the cops arrested him, he had all that money and jewelry."
Lance nodded.
"What about the Mayor?"
"He was overshadowed. I had no choice but to attack. I would never do serious harm, just enough to get the ghost out."
"Do you have anything you want to say to the people who don't believe you, people who think you're evil?"
Danny paused, sighing as he thought.
"I guess," he finally spoke."...all I really want to say is that...basically you can think I'm evil, but the fact is that I'm not. I'm not trying to take over Amity Park or anything. If I wanted to, I could, but I haven't and I'm not going to."
"How powerful do you think you are?" Danny shrugged his shoulders. "How famous?" Danny chuckled.
"Who knows?"
"So, you live in the Ghost Zone right? What kind of government does it have?"
"It was a monarchy for a long time, but I think it's kind of democratic now. Not really sure."
Lance nodded, shuffling through papers.
"Bout the ghosts...obviously not ever ghost is attacking. Why are only some ghosts attacking Amity while others aren't? I mean, would they attack if they had better access to the human world, or-or what-what's the deal with that?" Lance questioned.
"Well, lots of ghosts, kind of like me, just want to be left alone," Danny responded. "We just want to be left alone. Not all ghosts are bloody thirsty-out for revenge-and all that."
"Okay, now I'm going to ask what every female fan of yours wants to know...Are you single? Do you like ghost girls or human girls better? Do you even like girls, as in homosexual? If you're single, anybody you have your eyes on?"
Danny blushed slightly. He smiled though.
"I'm not dating anybody right now," he confirmed. "I've never dated a ghost girl, so I don't know if I would like one more than the other. I'm not homosexual, though I personally support gay rights. As for anybody I have my eyes on...there are about three girls I'm interested in."
"Give us any names?" Lance asked hopefully with a grin, even though he predicted the answer. Sure enough, Danny laughed and said no. "Eh, moving on. Why haven't you spoken with the press before now?"
"Well, mainly because the press won't give me a chance to speak," Danny began. "They just want me to give an answer they twist and screw around with. Also, I don't really like lots of attention, and the way this interview is taking place, as in video-chat, makes me more comfortable than face to face. I like knowing that there's no physical trap to catch me then ship me off to the Guys in White."
Lance mentally cheered at his genius of doing video chat instead of face-to-face interview.
"Last question I have. Well, I have two questions," Lance admitted. Danny nodded. "Are you going to the weekend celebration?"
"Yeah," Danny said, smiling. "I'm going, no doubt. Just the question on if I'll be invisible."
"Okay, and next is are you willing to publicly confirm that this is you, and that you really agreed to this interview?"
"No." Danny laughed at Lance's expression. "Nah, I'm kidding. I'll confirm it before you show it."
"Thank you," Lance said, breathing a sigh of relief. "One more thing. Can I do a live interview sometime on the news, let some of our views call in with some questions?"
"Uh...figure out a date and let me know. You know my email address. You can give out my email address too, if you want."
Lance smiled and thanked him over and over. Lance stopped recording the session the second Danny logged off. Then he immediately began to write tomorrow's story, the raise, his own segment on the show and that bonus filling his brain.
I didn't think people would actually ask good questions! :D You can ask more, since Danny's going to do a LIVE interview for the viewers later in the fanfiction.