Time in the Heartn

By: Wilona Riva

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom.


When 900 years old you reach, look as good, you will not. - Yoda

AN: Yoda hasn't met the Doctor. ^_~


Dispense with the Nuisance


oo Ghost Zone oo

"Prince Daniel and Princess Ember!" the herald announced the new arrivals.

"Hey, what about us?" a small kid asked, tugging on the guard's arm.

"And a couple of nuisances!" the skeletal guard added, his red eyes flickering mischievously.

"Plum?"

"He's just joking," Danny explained, clutching his pet to his chest.

Ember snorted with laughter. "And he's always getting into trouble for it," she added.

"Plum."

"Hey, Danny, there is something I need to tell you," the Parrot said, just before Youngblood silenced him.

"Later, crowsquawk," Youngblood hissed. "We're here."

The Parrot bit him.

Apricot rolled her eyes at their antics.

Two more skeletal guards pulled open the doors and ushered them inside the throne room.

oo Wisconsin oo

"So long as we're clear on the subject, Aragon," Plasmius sneered. "You may have the kingdom, but the boy is mine."

"We are agreed," the Dragon Prince said, formally bowing the most treacherous ghost in the Zone.

"Skulker, go and create a diversion. Prince Daniel needs a very warm welcome home," Plasmius ordered the other ghost in the room.

"Yes, Plasmius," Skulker growled, cracking his knuckles. Time to give the boy a taste of his own medicine.

oo Pariah's Keep oo

Pariah Dark examined the boy who knelt before him. He was too skinny, his hair needed trimming, and the clothes he wore ill-fitted him.

"Apprentice Daniel, welcome home," he said, raising the boy to his feet. "We've all missed you greatly."

Several ghosts in the room nodded.

Danny felt something soft and furry hop onto his head.

"Plum!" Plum screeched in angry at whatever it was.

Danny reached up and stared into the soft dark eyes of a rabbit. The rabbit snuffled his hair and stared back at him.

"Seems Pietr like you, Great One," the voice of the Far Frozen's chieftain rumbled, catching his attention.

Danny looked around the room, silently naming each ghost that he knew. Then he saw them.

Amber eyes hidden under a heavy iron helmet, with a plume of purple flame. He was the King's personal champion and right hand man. Danny recognized the Fright Knight, who nodded at him in greeting.

Next to the Fright Knight, with her arms entwined in Frostbite's snow-covered fur was the dark-haired beauty he'd seen in the vision in the nurse's office.d

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" he asked in confusion.

"No, son, you are not," the Fright Knight answered. "And yes, I am your rightful father. As she is your rightful mother."

"He's nervous, the clothes are falling off his back, and he's too skinny," Alice muttered to Jorge. "The boy must not go back to the ghost hunters."

"From what I have seen those two do to obtain ectoplasm from us, I whole-heartedly agree," Jorge whispered back.

oo Sarah oo

His emerald eyes and ivory hair complemented his pale tan. At least he's not being rambunctious like that Klemper lad. The clothes had to go though.

"Danny?" she spoke his name for the first time in years. "Welcome home," she said.

oo Danny oo

"So that's why mom could never find out who my real parents were," I muttered under my breath.

I squared my shoulders and then tugged up my breeches again. Blast Ember and these pantyhose!

"Why?" I asked her. "Why?"

"I will explain," Clockwork said, stepping forward into the light.

oo Plum oo

Meat-Lady with the spatula.

Man with purple fire for hair.

Man with arm of ice.

"Danny, cold," I told him.

"It's the ghosts," Danny tells me.

"Plum want a plum," I said, repeating the sentence that the human girl with the red hair had been teaching me for the past month.

oo Parrot oo

Wulf can smell my fear. I know it. I am so dead. King Pariah will kill me himself when he finds out. Heaven help us if Danny doesn't inherit the throne.

oo Clockwork oo

Time to foil Aragon's plan once and for all.

"Daniel, take off those robes. They're not your style."

"Good," he blew a sigh of relief. "The pantyhose is chaffing my thighs."