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Danny: I'm the main character but noooo, I don't get recognition. Thanks so much. *unamused face*

Me: You're not supposed to. That's the point.

Tucker: ...can I see you're six pack again? O3O

Danny: O_O NO.

Tucker: Aw, I just wanted to confirm if it was real of not...O3O

Danny: O_O *backs away slowly*

Me: Heh...heh...I don't own Danny Phantom, Butch Hartman does...hurry up let's get to the story before Tucker goes fangirl...

Danny's POV

My parents looked at me blankly and I sighed in my mind, here we go. I looked to Tucker and Sam who were calm on the outside but I knew they were silently freaking out. Jazz was looking at her parents, as if staring at them would calm them down.

Suddenly, my parents' eyes started twitching simultaneously, creepy. Then their mouths started opening, very slowly. By the time they were full size, I couldn't even think of what I was going to say before-

"WWWHHHHHHAAAAAATTTTT?" The panicked shout, scream in Mom's case, filled the whole entire house. 'There are a couple people in Africa that haven't heard you...' I thought snarkily before switching gears to reality.

Dad was breathing heavily, even more so than when he makes the huge climb up the stairs. Mom was muttering crazily, eyes boring holes in my half-dead soul. Tucker, Sam, and Jazz were all gaping and having eyes the size of bowling balls, my expression was pretty much the same. This is the most inconvenient time for Boxy to come in, oh, crap. Jinxed it.

Just as I finished the thought, 'ol Boxy came out of nowhere, like usual, and moved his fingers creepily. His hat fell lopsided so he stopped the whole act just to straighten it. After he got it how he liked, he went back to the creepy fingers.

"BEWARE! I AM THE BOX GHOST! RULER OF ALL THINGS CARDBOARD AND SQUARE!" He shouted in his best creepy voice, it wasn't all that creepy ironically. It couldn't scare a preschooler who had just seen a horror movie.

My parents looked right about to curl up in fear under the table, wow. They sure are the Ghost Zone's most feared hunters. Sam sighed impatiently as Jazz turned around to get a Fenton Thermos off the back of her belt. Tucker fiddled with his PDA, updating the schedule even though we were doing it now. I leaned back impatiently in my chair.

"Should I even go ghost?" I asked my friends, trying to say it as bored as possible. The box ghost turned red with anger and continued on with his usual long winded speech that was ignored. My parents cocked a crazy look at me.

"Of course you need to! That ghost is menacing and looks really hard to beat!" Mom whispered, like Boxy was even listening. Dad nodded in turn.

"Even I couldn't beat him last time we met!" He whisper shouted, getting on the verge of raising his hands up and shaking them around wildly. Sam snorted while Tucker just widened his eyes and looked at the floor on the verge of laughing. Jazz covered her mouth and forced her eyebrows not to curve in such a way, making it seem like she was laughing. I shook my head, sad sad sad.

"Fine, I'll do it to humor you." I muttered, raising my arms above my head dramatically. The bluish-white rings formed around my body and my parents eyes widened slightly. They obviously weren't used to that yet. They flew up my body a bit faster than normal, I just wanted this over with. After a second, I was fully Danny Phantom, protector of the world.

I had grown a lot since I first became Phantom, I had almost grown out of this HAZMAT suit. I had developed so much muscle that it was starting to stick out through the stretch fabric. My body had just grown period so I completely filled out the suit. When I first got it, it was comfortably slightly baggy. Now it was kind of constricting but I didn't mind too much. It actually made me go faster, so I really didn't mind at all.

I lunged at the Box Ghost, catching him in a headlock. He struggled a bit, forgetting intangibility, but I just let go. I threw him up into the air, drop kicked him on to the ground, and pulled a Fenton Thermos out of nowhere. I sucked him up into it and capped it quickly so he couldn't escape. I shook it a couple times just to annoy him and landed.

I returned to Danny Fenton state and my parents just stared, gawking. I smiled sheepishly and put the thermos down on the table. My parents continued to gawk at me for a few more moments until I started to blush, this was NOT the kind of thing my Danny Fenton personality liked. Attention was a big no-no, big no-no.

Eventually, after a few minutes of even more awkward eating, they stopped stealing amazed looks at me. Finally, that was starting to get annoying.

"Well, wow. You took him down like he was nothing." Mom said with awe filling her voice, and something else. It seemed foreign to me in this form, it was respect. Wow, total first for Danny Fenton. I blushed again and shrugged. I really wanted to say it was nothing, but that would just crush her. I instead decided to take that as a compliment.

"I've been fighting him for a while, you can sort of predict his tactics." I said casually and they nodded, comprehension dawning on their faces.

Well, how was that? My fighting scenes aren't the best. This was just a practice scene, tell me how good it was please. Also tell me if anyone was OOC or anything, these things are super useful. Please review~ And don't kill me for the shortish chapter. PLEASE. I HAVE A SOMEWHAT PATHETIC LIFE TO LIVE.