Awww, look at those little tiny drabbles I did when I was just trying to start writing fanfiction. They're so bad. But it feels so harsh to just delete them. And hey, I didn't make this huge, one-shot collection story for nothing. So I'm gonna annoy you guys with them. Feel free to skip, or just read them and mock me in the reviews. :P Whatever makes you happy!

Haunt:

A Haunt. It didn't mean much for a human, but it did for ghosts. And he was a ghost, even only half. And that made it important for Danny. It wasn't only his hero-complex. Sure, that was there too. But it didn't explain why he felt so connected to Amity Park itself. The city. Not only the people in it, his family and his friends. It was Amity Park too. And it was his. Every ghost knew it. He would keep it, protect it. So that made it his Haunt.

Possessive:

Danny's POV;

Ghosts are possessive, so with me being a half-ghost, I'm too. Even if I don't want to admit it, I still know I am. It started the moment the portal electrocuted me. It's part of me now. Sam and Tucker think it's only my 'hero-complex'.

Well, they're wrong. Okay, not totally... Even before the accident I always wanted to help people, I couldn't let people suffer from something. But although it is part of the reason why I protect Amity Park and everyone in it from the ghosts, it's not the whole reason.

It just that it is mine. And that every ghost that doesn't respect that will find me in his way.

Sure, they can come to Amity Park. Only as long as they know that it is MINE. Not theirs. And don't do bad stuff. Then I'll leave them alone. Amity Park is mine. My family -Mom, Dad, Jazz, Dani- and my friends -Sam, Tucker and even Valerie- are mine too. (Not that I would ever tell them that. They won't like it and they won't get it. But the fact is that, to me, they really are mine.) And that means I'll make sure that they are save and happy. I'll protect them, whatever it takes. And the ghost that tries to get them anyway form me, will pay.

My Dad used to tell me when I was little, that we Fentons fight the best if the ones we love are in danger. It's true. I know it. I felt it. Dan, Pariah Dark, Vlad, they are all stronger than me. But when they try to take my family and friends, they lose.

Dan lost because he brought my loved ones -and Lancer- in danger.
Pariah Dark had the nerve to not ONLY enter Amity Park, but claim it HIS and bring my people in danger at the same time. He lost. Even if there was no way -like he said- that I would win.

Vlad wins every time he is in a battle with me. If it is a normal battle. With no one I love in danger. If that's the case, Vlad wins. If they ARE in danger, then he loses.

I don't know why, or how, it's just is the way it is. It's probably the only reason I have been able to fight every ghost off who came to Amity Park. It's mine. That means they don't have the right to be here if I didn't say that they could. That means I kick their butt and throw them out. The only ghost I would share my haunt with is Dani. And she's my clone. My family. My kinda daughter, my little sister, my cousin. Mine. Nobody else.

Sam, Tucker, Dani, Jazz, Valerie, Mom, Dad, Amity Park: they're mine. Yeah, I am possessive...

Grateful:

She hated being a clone, an imperfection, a mistake, a failure. She hated that her own father tried to kill her. But there was always a bright side. If she hadn't been cloned then she would not exist at all. If she hadn't been an imperfection, a mistake, a failure, then she would never be the same person she was now. If her father hadn't tried to kill her, she wouldn't have gotten the family she had now. A new father, a mother, a brother, a sister, friends, an aunt. Her life was amazing now. And if she hadn't been through all that pain, she would have never had it. She wouldn't realize it, she wouldn't appreciate it. And for that she was more than grateful.