I do not own Danny Phantom, nor do I own "Do you know its Christmas Time?"
Hum, another one shot.
Hope you like my twisted insanity.
Be afraid.
The snow fell down lightly, falling onto his raven black hair, looking bright against it.
Blank blue eyes stared up at the starry sky, his mouth open as if he let out a shocked gasp. His skin was pale white, nearly glowing against the blanket of red around him.
He lay there, still as ever, not a breath was inhaled or exhaled, not a muscle twitched.
Silver sparkled on his chest, a glowing green knife glinted there as red continued to pour out, slower than before.
A voice carried throughout the park.
"And it's a world of dreaded fear"
The voice was coming closer and closer, the world seemed to still for a moment.
"Where the only water flowing is a bitter sting of tears"
Almost there.
"And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging chimes of doom…."
The voice entered the park completely; unaware she was walking towards a body. Her voice trailed off once she spotted it and her scream ripped through the air.
It seemed that most ghosts didn't care for the holiday rule.
Hmm, didn't sound as horrific as I pictured it.
I want some soup