Randy hesitated on tellin this friend. Sure, he told Howard everything, but he understood what it was like to have a secret identity revealed after putting so much effort into keeping it a secret. Not to mention that he could become the next science project just waiting to happen.

"Uh...Cunningham?" Howard asked snapping his fingers. Randy blinked quickly several times realizing that he was spacing out.

"What? Oh, sorry Howard, I was thinking," Randy said as he locked his gaze on Danny, awkwardly trying to pour some green-looking liquid into a beaker.

"About what...?" Howard tested. He knew Randy was hiding something and was determined to get to the bottom of it. He started laughing quietly to himself, "haha, bottom," he smiled.

"What?" Randy asked.

"Nothing," Howard said and smiled even wider.

Danny kept feeling as though someone was watching him and it made him feel kinda pressured when he was pouring some weird concoction into a beaker filled with sodium.

"Wow, you're really bad at this," His lab partner said.

Danny spilled some of the green liquid on his hand and it started to sting. He winced and put the beaker down, holding his hand. He felt like he had just burnt himself on the oven but the pain didn't stop.

"What the heck is this!?" He asked his partner.

"I believe it was an anti-echo syrum made to repel ghosts by burning their molecular structure. Danny didn't understand half of it, but he didn't need to to understand perfectly well that anti-ecto meant it was bad for ghosts. He had his parents to thank for that.

"Well, how do I get it off?" Danny asked holding his hand putting pressure on the burn.

"Well, humans just need to use soap and water but ghosts need to keep it frozen for about ten minutes strait."

Danny looked down at his hand and tried to focus his freeze powers into one spot but it spread too far and the ice could be seen beyond the amount of his hand he could keep hidden.

"Ms. Driscoll, can I please go to the bathroom to wash some of this anti-ecto stuff off on my hand?" Danny asked the teacher raising his hand, making sure his other hand was still covering it.

Ms. Driscoll thought for a moment before approving Danny's request, not knowing the side affects of anti-ecto syrum.

Randy slipped out of the classroom when he made sure Ms. Driscoll wasn't looking and asked Howard to cover for him.

His feet slid on the floors as he chased after Danny to find where he was and once he found the right place, he sneakily slid into the bathroom behind him just before the door shut.

He hid in the corner of the room just beyond the reflection view of the mirror Danny was looking in. He saw the halfa rinsing out his cut with cold water, dabbing it with a paper towel, and then doing something incredible.

He looked to the bathroom door to make sure no one was coming, positive no one was in there in the first place, before shooting ice from his finger and onto the burn. He winced and his eyes got hints of tears in them trough the pain before his hand had a frozen-over seal to the burn. It was a thin layer of ice, but apparently enough.

The weirdest part of it all is that when Danny's eyes reflected into the mirror they were green. He hadn't seen that last time his reflection was shown, just this once. It couldn't have been because he was using his powers because it was there before then too. And only in the mirror.

It was then Randy instantly felt awful. He had realized he had become just what he hated about Debby Kang. A snoop. Budding into other's personal life to find out about heir weird habits and secrets. Whether it was being half-ghost or the 800 year old protector of Norrisville.

After Danny left with his gaze locked on his frozen hand, which was now wrapped in paper towels to make sure nobody noticed to was frozen, Randy slowly slipped out of the restroom and stood in the hallway for a moment thinking about what he had just done and what to do next.

I can't believe I just spied on Danny to figure out if he was half-ghost or not. I've never really heard of a ghost having ice powers but there was definitely something off about him. Why would I even need to spy on him? I already knew so there was no point to that. Just plain curiosity to see how the kid would handle that problem. He did it well, better than I would have.

"I'm such a shoob!" Randy yelled. His voice echoed through the empty halls and soon enough he heard his voice come back to him. He started walking back to his class with his head down.

As he walked he saw Nomicon scribbles everywhere he went. Clouding up his train of thought. They weren't much, just pictures of weird-looking people. Some had flaming hair and others didn't, but one of the doodles in particular caught Randy's eye. It was of a strong, muscular, man with flaming white hair, red eyes, and the DP logo imprinted on his chest.

"What the juice," Randy asked himself quietly. The doodle became larger and rushed towards him. It then dissolved just before it hit the boy causing him to flinch and land in a fighting stance.

He took a deep breath before standing up strait and running back to class, ready to tell Howard about the doodle, and maybe about Danny if he felt like he needed to.

Once he got back he saw Howard had made a tower out of broken pencils he found on the ground and a couple materials from their science experiment. He saw a ripped piece of paper that said Weiner-Land!. Randy smiled at his friend's choice of words belfry sitting down.

"Hey, Cunningham, what do you think of my castle?" Howard asked smiling.

Randy studied the sculpture for a moment before smiling along with his friend, "That castle is the strait of cheese!" He exclaimed excitedly.

"I know right! It has everything!" Howard exclaimed and started babbling on about the perfection of his castle. Randy tuned him out started to feel concerned about Danny's new-found burn which Randy could see healing. Literally.

Had Danny noticed Randy in the bathroom when he was fixing up his wound? Yes. Did he care? No. Why? Because Danny trusted Randy to keep it a secret. There was something about the boy that made Danny feel like he understood what it was like to have a secret identity.

Danny was no longer aloud to use the equipment when they were doing labs in science because of the burn he had just received.

While sitting and watching his lab partner, and making sure the ice on his hand didn't thaw out, Danny picked up on Randy and Howard's conversation through his enhanced hearing.

"So...I was walking back to class and something weird happened," Randy had said.

"What?" Howard asked, genuinely curious.

"I saw a ton of Nomicon doodles. More than usual. One of them had Danny Phantom's logo on its chest and the same color hair but it was flaming and he had eyes. I don't know who, or what, it is but he looked like he wanted revenge," Randy said and Danny froze. He knew exactly who the boy was talking about.

Dan.

The one who had tried to kill his friends, family, and Mr. Lancer and would has succeeded if it weren't for Clockwork. Danny was ready to pass out. His skin went colder, than usual, and he turned pale, more than usual, and his eyes flashed green with rage for a split-second. It happened too fast for anyone to notice but it did happen none-the-less.

Danny instantly assumed the worse and thought 'Dan is coming for me...'

A/N: Mwahahaha cliffhanger! So I forgot to announced the winners of last chapter's author's game and they are rc9gnrulz1234 and natsukaze12! Congratulations and now...AUTHOR'S GAME: Who do you think is my favorite Time Traveler? Doctor Who or Clockwork? You decide!