Disclaimer: No, I don't own Danny Phantom! I would find some way to continue it if I did.

A knock sounded at the Fenton's front door. Maddie's boots clacked quietly against the hardwood floor of the hallway as she went to open the door for whoever was there. Her black gloved hand reached for the handle and twisted before she pulled it open to reveal two familiar teenagers.

"Hey there, Mrs. Fenton!" Tucker chirped brightly. "We came to see Danny!"

"Can we come in?" Sam asked with a smile.

"Of course!" Maddie opened the door completely to let the teens through. "Danny's in his room."

They headed straight up the stairs and turned to the left to go to Danny's bedroom.

Sam softly knocked on his door, "Danny?"

The two waited a couple moments for a response, but cautiously opened the door when they didn't hear anything. On the messy bedspread was a boy with a mop of black hair in blue striped boxers...And only that. Sam flushed bright red and tried to avert her eyes...but she didn't really succeed. Danny has always been an extremely modest person. Even when they went swimming he wore a T-shirt with his swim-trunks.

Someone cleared his throat, "Um, Sam, you almost done staring at Danny?"

"Uh..." Was all she could manage as she continued to stare. "I...he..." Sam struggled to form a proper sentence as her eyes roamed over what she had never laid eyes on before. Snap out of it. I'm being really weird.

"Sam, you're making me feel awkward..." Tucker stated bluntly.

She didn't know how to respond to that properly... "Sorry. Sorry, Tuck." Sam told as she ran her fingers through her hair. "I just..um..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Tucker rolled his eyes; a little bit of his jealousy showing. "I know, I know. Danny has muscles and you're busy gawking over him. Now if you'll excuse me," he turned around towards the hallway, "I'll just go now while you...you know..."

"No, Tucker! Wait!" Sam grabbed him before he could leave the room, "I didn't mean th-"

"Guys?" A quiet voice spoke up hoarsely from the bed.

His two friends froze in place.

...The room was silent as Sam and Tucker struggled how to respond.

"Oh, um, hey, Danny..." Sam greeted hesitantly.

"Hey, dude..." Tucker was just as awkward as Sam.

But Danny didn't seem to notice. "Wha're you doin'?" He rasped in a half-asleep voice.

"We were just checking on you..."

Danny clumsily brought a hand up to push the hair out of his face. His eyes were struggling to open more than a sliver. "Oh...Well, hi." He gave them an inane smile.

"Yeah, um, guys," everyone turned to Danny's older redheaded sister standing in the doorway, "He was in a lot of pain a bit earlier and I might've given him a little too much painkiller..." She eyed her brother, "Hey may be a bit loopy..."

Danny sat up in his mess of a bed while his eyes remained mostly closed, "Las' night," he took a big refreshing breath, "My ghos' sense wen' off."

"What did you do...?" Jazz asked cautiously.

Danny was oblivious to the fact that Sam blushed even harder when he sat up. "It..." his brow furrowed and he squeezed his eyes shut, "It wen' away...Couldn't...sense where it was."

"What?"

Danny began to slide off the bed, causing many protests from his sister and friends. They tried to push him back down onto the bed, but even in his lethargic state he was stronger than the three of them and he stood up. Danny started to make his way over to the window, but due to the begging of his friends and sister, he complied to lifting his bad leg and leaning on Jazz.

Once they reached the window, he pointed outside drowsily, "I could sense...ghosts out there, but...then it disappeared..."

The other three teens exchanged apprehensive looks.

Later that day, Jazz, Sam, and Tucker were all playing cards on the ground next to Danny's bed. The leader of Team Phantom was, once again, asleep on a mess of a bed. And yes...he was still in his boxers. The setting sun casted an orange light through the window. The light on the ceiling suddenly flickered and shattered. The house started to subtly tremble but it got worse over a period of seconds. The three teens thought that maybe it could be an earthquake, so they went to wake up the boy on the bed.

"Danny!"

Their hands shook him urgently as they attempted to wake him. Danny's eyes suddenly shot open as a blue mist curled out of his mouth.

Distant but what sounded like thousands of cackles sounded instantaneously from outside and the sunlight that was shining into the room was suddenly blocked...as if by a cloud. Jazz, Sam, and Tuck ran over to the window and saw thousands of ghosts swirling through the air; blocking the sky.

"Should've known."

The three of them turned to see Danny beside them, standing on his good leg.

He looked at them gravely, "And this is why I don't take breaks."

Hooha! Surprise! Fast update! Today was extremely boring. Oo, also, I started another DP story that involves the Guys in White... But it's not one of those stories that solely target on the GiW rather than Danny. ...Anyone interested...?

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