They really didn't mean to find out his secret. They really, really didn't.

But when they saw Danny Fenton, who was supposed to be deathly terrified of ghosts and failing classes, talking to a gigantic green wolf (ironically later found to be named Wulf) in Esperanto, the language the nerds decided to learn to have private conversations, their curiosity was piqued. It seemed nothing like the Danny they knew.

Hiding behind a dumpster, they listened carefully to the conversation.

"Wulf?" Danny asked, confused. "What are you doing here? Walker isn't up to anything, is he?"

The nerds, consisting of Mikey, Lester, Nathan, Katie and Cassandra gasped at the scene in front of them, luckily not being heard. Wimpy, nerdy, phasmophobic Danny Fenton, was having a casual conversation with a ghost. Alright, sure, they already knew he was talking to the ghost and talking in Esparanto before going and finding a place to hide, but it was still incredibly shocking, and the group of five still found their heads spinning.

Wulf sounded grave. "Unfortunately, he is. He seems to be up to another plot to get you into trouble with the town."

Trouble with the town? What did that mean? Cassandra wondered.

What is he talking about? Mikey pondered.

The other three seemed to be having similar thoughts as well, if their bewildered expressions revealed anything.

Danny cursed. "Seriously? Wasn't framing me for holding the mayor hostage enough?"

"I thought that was Phantom?" whispered an incredibly confused Katie.

"It was." Cassandra answered, just as confused.

"So what the heck are they talking about?" Lester asks in frustration.

"I don't know, we're going to have to keep listening." Mikey says, theories starting to form.

Danny then seemed to realize something. "Wait! He's not planning to reveal my secret identity or anything, right?"

The five students now felt migraines coming on. Secret identity? Danny Fenton had a secret identity? Why? How?

They were briefly broken out of their thoughts when the giant wolf answered, "No, it gives the ghosts leverage over you, knowing you can't transform or use your powers in front of everyone. They don't want to give that up."

Mikey suddenly gasped again, gears grinding in his mind. "No, it can't be..."

"Can't be what?" Lester questions.

"It was so obvious!" Mikey smacked himself on the head, and inadvertently raising his voice, he yells, "Danny Fenton is Danny Phantom!"

Unfortunately, that outburst got both Danny (who now looked incredibly panicked) and the giant wolf's attention.

It wasn't long until Danny walked over to the dumpster and found the five nerds hiding there.

Now looking even more panicked (if that was even possible), he anxiously asks, "H-how much d-did you hear?"

The teenagers exchange looks with each other, before settling on a final answer.

"All of it." Katie guiltily confesses.

Danny curses again. "So, I don't suppose I can bull my way out of this one?"

"Is that a confession?" Mikey asks, somewhat excitedly.

Danny then went back to being a nervous wreck. "A confession for what?"

He knew the answer, though. He was just trying to delay the soon to be endless questions and try to get time to maybe make up some really poorly baked (if at all baked) explanation. Sadly, he didn't find any. How in the Ghost Zone could he explain having a secret identity, having powers and the mayor hostage situation without it equaling to Danny Phantom?

"That you're Danny Phantom!" Mikey squeals, excitedly.

"Think I can get out of this one, Wulf?" Danny asks his friend in English, despite already knowing the response. Wulf shakes his head while Danny groans.

Danny then sighs. "Fine, you win. Yes, I'm Danny Phantom, but don't tell anyone!"

"O-of course not!" Mikey exclaims meekly. Then, suddenly losing his meekness, he started fanboying and saying how cool that he knew a superhero.

But Cassandra interrupted his nonstop squealing by asking, "Out of curiosity, how do you do it? Change, I mean. Do you dye your hair and put in contacts or something?"

Danny grins, seeming to lose most of his nervousness. "Why don't I show you?"

Then the other three (minus Cassandra, who was oddly calm about the whole thing) started squealing and fanboying (or fangirling, in Katie's case).

He takes a deep breath and then cried, "I'm going ghost!"

Reaching for the cold spot in his chest, he allowed the rings to spread over him.

Then even Cassandra couldn't hold it in and began to join in the squealing fest, while Danny kept blushing in embarrassment at the excitement.

It definitely could of gone a lot worse.


Cassandra and Katie are OCs I made up for the "nerd" group of Casper High. Also, phasmophobia is the fear of ghosts, for anyone curious.