A/N:Whoa, so I watched Weirdmageddon. Okay, so now I have some -small- ideas for this fic of mine. Finally, and finally Danny is willing to cooperate with me so I can't just sit back and watch everyone else update theirs and ignore mine forever!

So, what will Bill's reaction be to Danny and what will Danny's reaction be to Bill? That should actually be a pretty interesting meeting. From what I know, isn't he like, inspired by Freddy Krueger (the whole dream demon aspect was invented by that guy.)? And also, my house is haunted by a friendly ghost (no joke) so say hello to the ghost when you leave a review!

Okay, guys, I had no idea where I was at, so from here on, I'm just gonna try to rewatch S1 of Gf so that way I know where the fuck I'm at. Bill meets Danny in this chapter, some funny scenes and probably a hint at Vlad knowing where Danny is at and shit goes wild because when the world's most evil demon meets the ghost kid, there might be some grave consequences (haha, get it? Grave? Kill me, please, school has been kicking my butt so that and inactivity have been why my muse for this story has been sooooooooo slow.)

Ahh, also my birthday is in a couple days, so I thought I'd write this to celebrate 9 years of me loving Danny Phantom. I mostly lurk and read other fics, tho cause my Phantom writing skills are a bit rusty. It's often the shit I love that I can't write for, lol.

(Danny is hard to write if you didn't notice already. He's hard for me to write so that's why sometimes I update at the pace of a snail.)

Chapter 4 I meet a megalomaniacal dorito (can't I just freeze him solid, he won't shut up?)

Dipper and Mabel are pretty interesting kids, but they sure do ask a heck of a lot of questions.

It can get a bit irritating, especially while I'm busy trying to get some cell phone range out here in this tiny town to call Sam-

Oh, man, he's right in my face, grinning wryly.

"Are you calling your girlfriend?" He says curiously.

Mabel wilts.

Oh, man. What do I say or do to make this situation better? Help me, Jazz!

Jazz just snickers, burying her face in one of her psychology books (I suspect she brings those for whenever she wants to deny being related to our parents. It's usually effective, I suppose.)

"I'm not getting involved, Danny, this is your fight." She said teasingly.

"Jazz, you are not helping!" I threw my hands up in the air in defeat.

"So is she or isn't she?" Dipper asked. Ever since he'd found out my secret, he'd taken to tailing me around more than usual. I wasn't sure if we got along or if he was trying to figure out a way to cure me of my powers. Either seemed likely at the moment.

"All right, fine she is, now I said it!" I grumbled. Kids, you really can't win with them. I wonder if I was this nosy as a kid? Of course, if you asked Jazz, the answer would probably be yes.

Dipper snickered and Mabel just sighed, darting around me.

"So, you're part ghost?" She said.

"Mabel, not so loud!" Dipper yelped.

The odd guy called Soos stuck his head out. "Did somebody say ghost? Is there a ghost in here? I'll grab my ghost gear!"

"No, there's no ghost in here," Dipper said reassuringly. "It's just his parents-making a racket about their ghost inventions."

"I see. I am needed elsewhere." Soos said, before shooting me a funny look and then walking out.

"Do you think he suspects?" I said to Dipper.

"Dude, he thinks the mailman is a werewolf because he's hairy. I say you're fine."

I heaved a sigh of relief at that.

"So, how high can you fly?" Mabel asked. "Can you walk through walls? Can you take me flying sometime?"

This time, it was in a loud whisper.

"Yes, yes, and yes, I can definitely take you flying sometime. It's really fun to fly out at night. I really like the stars." I said, settling back and feeling relaxed.

I was sort of feeling tired from all that extra work yesterday. But as I started to doze off, Dipper suddenly brought me back to reality.

"So this Vlad guy...he's your enemy?"

"Yeah. Bad guy, you never want to be in touch with him." I said, yawning. "Basically, he wants to...he wants to uh, get rid of my dad-"

"And marry mom. Yeah, it's weird." Jazz said, finishing my sentence.

"Hey, I was about to say that!"I protested.

"Beat you to it, little brother. I'm gonna go check on Mom and Dad. No doubt they're parading their inventions around town." She said, getting up and setting her book on the sofa where she'd left it.

"Psychology?" Dipper said, looking over it. "Oh man, she's into that? Bet you get lectured a lot."

"Yeah, it was actually quite funny how she found out. I tried so hard to hide it from her but she found out anyway." I said, chuckling.

"You know, for a...g, you know...you're not so bad. For now. I mean, if you do do anything really bad-"

"Dipper, chill! He's not gonna hurt anyone! Right?" Mabel said, flashing me one of her bright smiles.

"Nope, definitely not gonna hurt anyone." I said reassuringly.

This talk was going better than I thought it would.

"On that note," I said, yawning again, "I'm going to nap for a bit."

"Okay then," Dipper said, smiling a little bit, curled up with that odd book of his. He was on the section labeled "Ghosts."

I sighed to myself before rolling over and falling asleep.

"Oh, hold on a second, Danny, you should know about-"

But his words were cut off by my eyes closing, because a halfa needs his sleep, dammit, so sleep I go.

Well, this was odd and disconcerting.

Instead of normal sleep land, my dreams were odd and bizarre. I was floating through the middle of nothingness, empty space. Oddly enough, I wasn't bothered by it-and then I heard a voice, seeming to come from all directions.

"Hey, where's Pine Tree? This mindscape is entirely unfamiliar...very blank, very strange and strangely empty. Are you just stupid or something? Helloooooo!"

I glanced around. "Who's there?" I said, my voice steely.

"Oooh, we've got a tough guy here, huh?"

I blinked and blinked again.

The sight before me was still the same.

Yes, there was a tiny yellow figure floating in front of me. With a single open eye.

"Are you a dorito?" I snarked.

"I am not a Dorito!" He yelled, before calming. "My name is Bill! Bill Cipher, dream demon at your service! I'm here to ruin your dreams. So who are you, kid? Can't seem to find much in your mind to mess with. It's like there's some barrier here."

My eyes flashed green for a second. "Dude, it's so obvious that you're evil. You can just ditch the friendly act right now." I said.

"Wow, you're no fun." He said. "Not quite like Pine Tree! What's your name?"

"Danny." I said sharply.

"Oh, oh, I see!" He snapped his fingers, "I know what you are. That explains everything. You're not entirely on the realm of the living, are you? No wonder your mind's so blank and barren. Boring. But hey, you know, I can help you get more power."

I fired a green ray at him, which he easily dodged.

"Nice. But your aim was off just a little bit. You and me could be great, little ghostie boy! Nah, that doesn't fit. I'll have to come up with some embarrassing nickname for you."

"Dude, you are one seriously messed up fruit loop." I said.

"Oh, thank you!" The triangle bowed. "You don't seem to be scared of me, kid. Well, you should be."

"Sorry, I've been through too much to be scared by you, Mr. Dorito. Now please leave my mind."

"I was gonna leave anyway, since it's boring! Pine tree is much more fun to torment. But I'll be back...Mr...Mr. I don't have an embarrassing nickname for yet!" Then like that, he ripped open a portal and was gone.

"That was a strange dream," I muttered, not noticing Dipper staring at me.

"Dude, you met Bill, didn't you?" He said.

"Little yellow dude with an annoying voice? Yeah, what about him?" I said, stifling a yawn.

"It's not good that you ticked him off." Dipper said, in annoyance.

"I can handle myself." I said.