I do not own Danny Phantom or Fullmetal Alchemist

Not a yaoi fan? Don't freak out! While I have occasionally hinted at Roy/Ed it won't really affect the story. This was meant to be a comedy not romance or smut. If Roy appears at all, it will be in the epilogue.

I apologize for not mentioning this sooner:

When I originally planned this story I was going to have Freakshow blackmail Danny into stealing something from Pariah Dark or Clockwork. It would have been something similar to the episode Reality Trip. It was a review from serin2 that changed my mind. Therefore, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to serin2.

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Everyone was quiet through dinner. Luckily we weren't going to have to worry about the food trying to attack us. Mom and Dad had been so focused on creating the Fenton Light Disc that no one had bothered to cook. Around 8:00 PM Jazz finally got fed up and ordered pizza.

The delivery guy had just left depositing three steaming pizza boxes and a salad. Dad and Ed immediately attacked the meat lovers pizza. Mom and Al dug into the pepperoni pizza at a more sedate pace and Jazz quietly claimed the only salad. Curious, I hastily open the final box. What I find immediately kills my appetite. The last pizza is spinach and broccoli, Sam's favorite.

Jazz notices that I'm not eating with everyone else. She tracks my gaze to the last pizza box and frowns. "We're going to get her back. You know that, right Danny? I called the pizza place and just asked for our regular order. I'm sorry Danny. I wasn't thinking."

"I'm sorry guys, but I'm really not hungry," I answer. Grabbing a soda, I head up to my room.

Entering the bedroom, I close the door behind me and begin scanning the shelves for something to break. (1) I picked up an old Doomed figurine and launched it into the air. "Pull!" I shatter the figurine in midair with an ectoplasmic ray. I repeated the process with three more figurines before Ed knocks and enters.

"Am I interrupting something?" Ed asks sarcastically while brushing bits of plastic off his shoulder. Al follows a few paces behind his brother with a half eaten pizza.

I didn't bother to dignify Ed's question with a response; I simply glared.

"We figured you were probably still hungry," Al pipes up offering me the pizza. "I thought we could come up with a strategy for tonight."

I nibble halfheartedly at a slice of pepperoni, "What's there to plan? We go in, snatch Sam and Tuck, and dash out. We blast anyone that gets in our way."

"In case you haven't noticed," snarls Ed, "that plan didn't work out so great the last time. We went in without any kind of plan and got our butts handed to us."

Al smirks, "And how is that any different from what you usually do, Brother?"

Ed's tone sobers, "I couldn't use my alchemy in Germany. I had to learn how to solve problems without using brute force. Besides, things are different now. When you were still in that armor I really didn't have to worry about you getting hurt. I couldn't bear to lose you again."

"Alright, alright, I get your point," I groan. "What do you have in mind?"

"We're going to need someone way of finding Freakshow and we'll need to keep in constant communication with Al," explains Ed.

I think back to my parents' collection of crazy inventions. "The problem is that Freakshow isn't a ghost. If he was, we could track him using the Fenton Finder or Fenton Specter Detector."

"So we don't track Freakshow, we track Box Ghost, Ravager, or that tattooed freak," replies Ed.

I trid to find the flaw in Ed's plan, but failed. "Alright, we can use the Fenton Phones to keep in contact with Al." I reach down and remove a set of Fenton Phones and a modified PDA. "When Tucker finally got an iPhone, he converted some of his old PDAs."

"You do realize that I have no idea what you're talking about," says Ed.

"This is outdated technology, but it's been modified. If we turn it on and put it on the disc, Al will be able to hear everything on the Fenton Phones. Here," I hand the phones to Al. "Go into the spare bedroom for a minute."

Al walks out of the room and I switch on the PDA. "Okay Al, if you can hear me, come back to the room." Turning to Ed I explain, "It only works one way. He can hear everything we say, but we can't hear anything on his end."

Al reenters the bedroom. "That's pretty cool."

"We tell Freakshow that in order to use the device he has to say what he wants to create into the speaker and press the button. The button only causes the disc to spark and light up, but Al will hear Freakshow and use alchemy to create the desired object."

"What time do Jack and Maddie usually go to bed?" asks Ed.

"Usually not until after ten." We all turn to look at the clock. It's a quarter past six.

"Umm, what do we do until then?" asks Al.

Now that we have a plan, I feel much better. Grabbing greedily for the rest of the pizza, I ask, "Do you guys have horror movies where you come from?"

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We crashed in front of the TV with a bowl of popcorn and the Vampires vs. Zombies trilogy. Ed seemed to be enjoying himself, but Al was starting to look a little green around the gills. We were halfway through Vampires vs. Zombies II: Bloody Honeymoons when Mom interrupts us.

"Can we borrow Al for a moment?" she asks.

Al jumps at the chance to leave the gore fest and quickly follows Mom out.

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I wake from my sugar induced coma feeling like I'd slept on a rock. Opening my eyes, I realize that may have something to do with the fact that I'd fallen asleep half on, half off the couch. Glancing around I find Ed in a similar position in the Lay-Z-Boy recliner. Ed's ponytail is touching the floor, while is legs are thrown haphazardly over the armrest.

'That can't possibly be comfortable. Where's Al?'

I take a cursorily survey of the room and turn up no sign of the taller Elric. Glancing at the clock on the DVD player, I realize it's now 10:45 PM.

'This can't be happening! Our entire plan hinges on Al. Alright calm down, there will be plenty of time for panicking later. First, I need to find Al.'

I transform and turn invisible and intangible in order to search the house. I check every room from the lab to the op center. Mom, Dad, and Al are nowhere in the building.

Returning to my room, I shake Ed awake. "Come on Ed, we've got to…" My pleas are cut off when an automail fist connects with my stomach knocking my breath out of me.

Ed's eyes shoot open. He looks just as startled as I am. "Shit! I'm sorry. I should have warned you. Waking me up like that really isn't a good idea. What's the emergency?"

"Apparently, my parents had the same idea that we did. They went to find Freakshow and took Al and the disc with them."

"Those two idiots are going to get themselves and my brother killed," snarls Ed. I glare at Ed as he stumbles to his feet. "What? You know it's true," he retorts.

I sigh heavily. There's no point in arguing with him really. Besides, he's probably right. "So what now? Can you do that trick with the knives like Al did?"

"No, and even if I did, we don't have the time to recreate that disc. It looks like we're going to have to do this the hard way."

"What do you mean? Can't you create another disc with alchemy?" I ask.

"Alchemy can't fix everything. The machinery is too complicated. I couldn't create another one even if I knew how it worked, which I don't."

"Then what do you propose we do?" I ask.

"It looks like we're back to having to use brute force. Before we go any further, call your parents. There's a chance, however small, that they actually succeeded and are already on their way back. Or maybe we'll get lucky and they haven't found Freakshow yet."

I call both of my parents' cell phones, but nobody picks up. Returning to my parents' lab I dig the Fenton Finder out of a pile of 'failed' inventions. Ed joins me a few moments later and I direct his attention to a row of belts. "These are Fenton Specter Deflectors. As long as you're wearing one, no ghost can touch you without getting shocked. Just remember, that includes me. So, wait until we get there before you turn it on."

Ed nods silently and clips two of the belts around his waist. "For when we find Al," he explains.

I nod and toss him a heavy pair of gloves. "These are the Fenton Ghost Gloves, they'll allow you to hit and hold ghosts."

Ed grins evilly, "Your parents always have the best toys."

The house phone rings and Ed and I race upstairs to answer it. I reach the phone first and pant into the receiver, "Mom, Dad are you okay!"

I feel my heart sink at the sound of Freakshow's voice on the other end of the line. "I'm afraid that I'm not your parents, Daniel. I do know where to find them, however."

"Let them go!"

"I think not. You have until dawn to bring me the device—the real one not that joke your parents brought me—or I start killing hostages," demands Freakshow and then the phone goes silent.

The expression on Ed's face is grim, "I didn't like our odds before, and I certainly don't like them now. Is there anyone else who will help us?"

"Vlad would do anything to help Mom, but he'd leave the rest of us to die. Besides, I think he's currently on vacation in Wisconsin. I'm not sure where Danni is…Wait, Valerie!"

"Who?"

"The Red Huntress. She hates Danny Phantom, but she's close friends with Danny Fenton. If we explain that the Fentons are in trouble, she'll probably help us."

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I want to write a Young Avengers and Danny Phantom crossover next. It would focus on Danni Fenton and be set at the beginning of Secret Invasion. Would anyone be interested?

Until next time, thank you for reading and please review.