A/N: I give you full outright permission to blame Tortured Truth for taking this long to put up this chapter. I realize that I spent far too long on that chapter and it took up all the time I would normally use to put this chapter up, but it was the final chapter, so can anyone really blame me?

I'm really glad a lot of people didn't see it coming that Dickens was being overshadowed. Although, until a few chapters before, neither did I ). I hope you like the new twist coming, as well as the revenge on Dash.

And again thank you all so much for all your reviews and support! Couldn't do it without you!

Chapter Fourteen
Dash's Lesson

Danny walked up to his locker as sounds of laughter rang out behind him from Dash and his friends. He turned to glare at them, his eyes glowing green. They shut up quickly as Danny turned back to opening his locker while smiling at Tucker and Sam.

"Hey Fenton, how'd it feel being stuck in your locker without being able to get out?" Dash teased, regaining his bravery.

Danny slammed his locker shut before turning to face Dash. "I wager about as good as you'll feel when you're stuck in jail without being able to get out."

"Jail?"

"Yeah, because that's where you'll be headed after we charge you with breaking and entering, not to mention theft. My parents are talking to the police right now," Danny added as he walked off.

"Have a great day Dash!" Tucker waved as he walked off with Danny.

"And enjoy that sunshine. You may not be seeing it for much longer!" Sam yelled before bursting into a fit of laughter with the other two.

"Are your parents really talking with the police?" Tucker asked.

"No," Danny answered.

"Pity," Sam remarked.

"But Jazz is. She talked to them this morning."

"Brilliant."

"Yeah. Unfortunately the police can't jail him because he's only a minor, but per my request they're going to throw him in for at least a day but make it look like he'll be there for all four years of high school, thinking he's stuck in jail for the 'best years of his life'. That'll be totally precious. Then the rest of his punishment is community service and a fine. Jazz is very happy. She thinks this is a perfectly suitable revenge."

"But…" Tucker goaded.

"But what Jazz doesn't know can't hurt me."

"You've got more?" Sam asked in earnest.

"This is only the beginning."

Danny walked into Dickens' classroom, anticipating class for the first time since the revelation. He wanted to see how different things would be. He knew not to expect too much because he knew there wasn't going to be that big of a difference, but something would be nice.

Dickens entered the room and greeted the class. As he sat down behind his desk he looked at Danny, his face even. No grimace or expression of loathing filled his face. It remained expressionless, just like how he looked at the rest of the students. Danny felt his heart leap. Already there was some improvement. He was already being treated like the others and this was the first morning he wasn't singled out during the beginning of class.

The rest of the class passed and Dickens didn't talk to Danny or even acknowledge he was there, but he actually didn't mind being ignored. It was much better than always being brought to the class' attention. The rest of the class was confused, including Valerie, who all thought that Dickens still hated Danny, but he wasn't showing it today.

As class was almost finishing, sirens were heard outside the classroom and Dash sat up, his eyes wide in fear. When the sound of the sirens died away he calmed down again but still looked paranoid while Tucker, Sam, and Danny tried hard not to burst out laughing.

After class Danny waited patiently through the rest of his classes, looking forward to lunch, when the second part of his brilliant plan of revenge would happen.

Finally the bell to signal lunch rang and Danny walked to the cafeteria, smiling. He grabbed his food and sat outside, greatly enjoying his lunch.

"Alright Danny, I've gotta know. What is it? I can't take it any longer," Sam pestered, noticing Danny's enjoyment. "You never enjoy the cafeteria food this much, so something's gotta be happening."

"You'll see."

"See, that's the response we don't like," Tucker stated. "We like the 'oh sure, I'll fill you in, since you're my best friends and partners in crime after all. See, my brilliant plan to get revenge on Dash is...' get the picture?"

"Fine. My brilliant plan to get revenge on Dash is…"

"Well?"

"You never told me I had to add anything after that," Danny smirked as his ghost sense went off. "But, why use words when the action is coming."

Tucker and Sam looked at Danny but quickly shifted their gaze to the ghost flying towards the school, their looks of expectation turning to looks of joy as they realized Danny's plan.

"Oh God, you're a genius," Sam marveled as she watched the ghost fly closer to the school, the students starting to scream and point, looking towards Danny to help them.

"Just, act normal," Danny replied, trying hard to fight back a smile, faking concern while going ghost, to the cheers of the rest of the student population. There was nothing to fear now. Danny would save them.

The large light blue dragon swooped down on the outside cafeteria of Casper High, narrowly missing the tables reserved solely for the popular students. It climbed back up while turning, preparing for another swipe, blue smoke emanating from its nostrils. It dived into the popular table and pulled back up, leaving the table one football player short.

Dash screamed as his jacket was held in the sharp teeth of the dragon as he looked at the objects on the ground growing smaller and smaller below his feet. Then the dragon dropped him and he plummeted, seeing the ground appear much faster than he would have ever wished.

"Someone help me!" he screamed as he fell while the rest of the students stared at the falling figure. Danny started to fly towards Dash, but it didn't appear that he'd be able to get there in time.

Feet before hitting the ground the dragon's sharp claws grabbed at Dash's jacket and hoisted him back up again, carrying him into the sky. "I didn't mean you!" Dash yelled when he realized he was back in the dragon's grasp. This time the dragon threw him into the air instead of dropping him, breathing out blue flames that just narrowly missed him as he plummeted, landing into a tree, the branches stopping his fall, scraping and ripping his skin and clothes. Danny flew intangible through the branches until he found Dash while the students watched outside in earnest, afraid to go too near the tree or the dragon to see what was happening.

"Well well, look who's in trouble," Danny taunted while the dragon started ripping away branches, trying to locate its prey as the students outside gasped.

"What're you waiting for? Stop the ghost!" Dash shouted as another branch tore away.

"Well, I just don't feel like saving people today. I don't think my 'hero-complex' is functioning properly. See, while I was so graciously shoved in my locker I had a lot of time to think about what you said. You're right, I don't expect anything in return. So, I decided, maybe now I should. I mean, it seems reasonable, right? Police get compensation for apprehending criminals, so why shouldn't I demand some kind of compensation for apprehending ghosts?" Danny asked as another branch was ripped effortlessly away from the tree, the dragon easily able to see its quarry.

"Look, I was wrong. It's not your dumb hero complex! You do it for the satisfaction of saving the town!"

"Nah, I don't think that's it either. That's not enough to bother with fighting ghosts all the time. All this for just for the satisfaction? Please."

"Alright, so then what do you want?" Dash begged in earnest as the dragon tried to shove it's muzzle through the branches but still found it's way blocked.

"How about a little respect and a thanks?" Danny asked simply.

"What? That's dumb." The dragon ripped apart the last of the branches in its way and looked at its prey, their eyes meeting as the dragon savored the moment before victory. "Okay okay! Thank you!"

"Oh come on Dash, like you mean it," Danny replied while the dragon lunged forward, grabbing Dash by the leg and pulling while Dash held on to a branch, his eyes red and his face pale with fear.

"Alright! I never should have put you in that locker, I realize that now! We do owe you for saving our lives and I'm sorry! Now please, help!" Dash begged as the branch gave way. Danny smiled as he grabbed onto Dash's arm and turned him intangible, easily freeing him from the strong grip of the dragon.

The dragon pulled back and roared in anger, breathing blue flames all over the tree as it quickly caught on fire. The students and now teachers gathered gasped in shock as the entire tree burned blue. The dragon lifted into the air, the wind from its wings putting out the fire in the tree as it resumed its circling position, looking for its next target. But the students weren't paying attention to the dragon. They were staring at the remaining branches of the tree where they saw a green dome surrounding two figures.

Cheers sprung out across the courtyard as Danny flew the unconscious Dash to the ground and into the arms of the nearest teacher. The dragon roared above and charged down at Danny. He created a dome around himself and the surrounding students, causing the dragon to hit into it and bounce off due to its high speed. Danny flew up, shooting ecto-blasts at the dragon who continued to scream in pain. Finally he pulled out the thermos and sucked the dragon in. He landed to the ground and changed back into his human form while the students, if possible, cheered even louder. They flooded him, congratulating and thanking him on a well won fight, not knowing that Danny had planned the whole thing.

Danny, Tucker, and Sam elected to walk home that afternoon. It was a nice day outside and plus, how else would they get the chance to laugh about everything that had happened that day while stuck in the car with Jazz?

"Man, I'm never going to forget this day as long as I live!" Tucker shouted in joy. "I mean, did you see his face when the police walked into Lancer's class? It was priceless!"

"Oh yeah," Sam replied. "He was already still in shock from being a dragon chew toy and now he's getting carted off to jail for what he believes will be four years! This is great! Danny, we need to spy on him in his cell. I want to see the look of dejection on his face."

"And get a picture. Internet here I come. I've already got some great ones of the fight! But man Danny, that was good timing on your part," Tucker complimented.

"Thanks, but I didn't time it that way. I didn't think the police would get on it so quickly, but I'm sure glad they did. It was so worth it."

"Well that's what he gets for messing around with Danny Fenton and his friends!" Tucker yelled.

"But does he suspect anything?" Sam asked.

"I don't think so. I mean, I think he could tell I was avoiding helping him, but this is Dash we're talking about. I don't think he'd be able to piece together that I set the whole thing up. How'd it look from outside?"

"We couldn't tell a thing. All we could see was Dora hacking away at the branches. No one knew what you were doing in there. To them, you were busy trying to save him, not lecture him."

"Good. And speaking of Dora," Danny stated as he pulled out the thermos and let his accomplice out.

"Great job!" Sam complimented as Dora floated next to them, no longer a dragon. "It looked so believable! You totally scared the crap out of him!"

"Thank you. But the real compliments go to Danny. He is the one who designed the plan."

"Yeah, but you agreed to it. And I hope I didn't hurt you too much. I tried to get as close as I could without actually hitting you."

"Do not worry about it. A few scrapes won't hurt. Besides, from what you have told me of that horrible boy, it was a noble sacrifice to see him suffer."

"Man, I like her more every time I meet her," Tucker remarked.

"Although I loved the fire after you threw him into the air," Danny complimented. "Wonderful improvisation."

"Thank you. I had hoped that you'd approve."

"Very much."

"And no one has suspected our agreement?"

"Nope. You did perfect. Thank you so much."

"My pleasure. Now, I must return home. Farewell!"

"Bye!" the three of them waved as Dora flew off to the Ghost Zone.

"So, who wants to stop off at the police station?"

"Hey sweetie, how was school?" his mother greeted as Danny and his friends walked in the door, smiles plastered across their faces, having just finished visiting Dash in jail, and collecting tons of pictures to boot.

"Perfect. The best school day of my life!"

"How's that?"

"Well, there was this dragon ghost that attacked the school during lunch and it went after Dash and dropped him into a tree. So I went in there to save him while the dragon tried to rip through all the branches to get to him and, well, I 'conveniently' didn't bother saving him until he thanked me for saving his life and apologizing for shoving me into the locker."

"Way to go Danny-boy!" his father shouted as he slapped him on the back.

"Daniel."

"What?" He looked at his mother's stance and stern expression. "Oh come on Mom. It's not like I would've let him get hurt. The second the dragon made a real move at him I stopped it. I don't hate him that much."

"Alright. Well why don't you and your friends go upstairs and do your homework?"

"Okay," Danny conceded as the three of them walked up to his room, not at all planning to do homework. They had pictures of Dash to upload onto the internet.

"No no, make that one the picture on the main page. His dejection is so pronounced in that picture," Sam quarreled as Tucker flipped through pictures.

"No, I like the one with him in the dragon's mouth. He's crying like a baby!" Danny argued.

"Oh will you two just stop your bickering? They can both be on the main page!" Tucker comforted, trying to keep the peace. "Jeez, it's just a webpage."

"It's not just a webpage! I'm going to look at this page any time I want to torture Dash, or am just in the mood for a quick pick-me-up," Danny explained.

"It's a symbol of everything we've had to endure this past year!" Sam described.

"Alright, alright. I get the point."

"What are you guys doing?" Jazz asked as she walked into the room.

"Torturing Dash," Danny answered, not drawing his eyes away from the computer screen.

"Don't you think you've done enough?" Jazz asked as she noticed the pictures going up.

"Oh come on, all we've done is send him to jail for a day and take pictures. He shoved me into a locker, stole our ghost shield, and went way too far with name calling! I hardly think that putting these pictures up is going to far."

"No, but putting them up in addition to the ghost attack is."

"So he was the chosen victim of a ghost attack. It's not like that's my fault. Hey Tucker, put that picture there. I like that one."

"Well it is your fault if you planned the whole thing."

"What are you talking about Jazz?"

"Oh come on, I'm not as stupid as Dash. I've seen your ghost files and the dragon ghost is actually a friendly ghost that happens to be a friend of yours. You asked her to pick on Dash for you to get revenge on him."

"Jazz, I don't know where you get your preposterous ideas," Danny replied sarcastically.

"Danny."

""What, I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't use my powers, just like you asked and it didn't ruin my reputation."

"I thought you were just going to leave it to the police?" she asked exasperatedly, messaging her temples.

"But can the police make him yell and scream for help and apologize while a dragon's eating him? Trust me, it was well worth it."

"Should we put up a message section so people can make fun of him on the page?" Tucker asked.

"Of course!" Sam and Danny yelled. Jazz sighed as she headed out of the room, giving up.

A few hours later the website was officially up and visited with great success, due to the fact that Tucker had hacked into the school system and sent the link to every student in Casper High. The message thread was an instant success and Danny and his friends couldn't think of a more perfect revenge than the antics that day. It wasn't just enough to satisfy their revenge against him for the locker incident, but for everything he'd ever done. Well, that and Dash's attitude the next day after realizing that he wasn't doomed to four years of jail time like he thought.

As the three of them laughed over a reply put up by a fellow student they heard the doorbell ring.

"Who'd be ringing the doorbell? The fans and reporters gave up days ago," Danny asked in confusion, trying to think of all the possible people it could be.

"Oh, I hope it's not my parents," Sam moaned as she stood up, heading towards the door. "They didn't like the idea of me coming here because they thought it was dangerous, being at the center of all the ghost action," she explained as they walked down the hall.

"Oh yeah, and like the school isn't," Danny stated.

"Exactly what I told them, but I don't think they cared. Oh, if they try to take me home I'm going to scream."

They reached the top of the stairs and as they did they saw Maddie open the door and heard her gasp. "Mom? Dad?"

A/N: Sorry for the cliffie! I wasn't originally going to leave it there, but then everything started getting too long afterwards and I knew I had to. Sorry!

And I hope you all enjoyed the revenge on Dash! I wanted to do something other than the overused overshadowing, even though it's totally hilarious, but I hope the punishment satisfies your revenge as much as it did Danny's.