This short chapter wraps up the story arc. It's just a bit of fun; I hope you enjoy and I will start the new one shortly! :D

"But when that evil ghost Danny was about to kill us both, your parents literally climbed straight up the building and took them on!" Sam, Danny and Tucker were walking home, listening to their Goth friend reiterate the events of last night. "Seriously. I don't think you give your parents enough credit, Danny. They're heroes!"

"Yeah... heh." Danny rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "They sure are."

"I would have helped, but that nasty Danny Phantom attacked my house." Tucker punched a fist into his palm.

"I did?" Danny's face was a mask of horror.

"Yeah." Tucker rolled his eyes. "He broke every bone in my dad's body... for the second time."

"Isn't it the third?" Sam frowned.

"Oh, yeah! Third." Tucker stopped by the Fenton building. "Anyway, this is your place, Danny. Do you want to come with us to Sam's or not?"

"No..." Danny ran inside as quickly as he could. Tucker and Sam looked at each other and smirked.

"I bet you five dollars it's Paulina." Tucker sniggered.

"Oh, there's no doubt about it." Sam rolled her eyes. She and Tucker walked on.

Danny leapt up the steps, two at a time. He set his bag on his bed, and happened to glance up. Danny frowned. "Uh... Jazz? What are you doing in my room?"

Jazz jumped, closing the laptop and grinning nervously at her brother. "Oh, nothing! I just... like your room, with all the... rockets... and space stuff. Yeah, wonderful!"

Danny's eyebrows drooped, and Jazz sighed.

"I just don't like my room any more. I really don't. Not after... events."

"Oh, yeah." Danny rubbed the back of his neck and laughing unconvincingly. "That's my fault, yeah."

Jazz stood up. "No, no it's not. It was Freakshow's fault."

"But... Maybe if I'd tried a little harder..." Danny trailed off. "I hurt a lot of people. Maybe I could have stopped it, but I didn't."

"Danny, it's not your fault." Jazz repeated. "You're going to promise me that you'll stop saying that, alright?"

"But-"

"Danny..."

"Okay. I promise I'll stop." Danny's smile returned a little. "At least everything's back to normal. Except the fact that Danny Phantom is really, really unpopular, but we'll deal with that." Danny paused. "Even Sam seems a little more aggressive about it. I mean, that's to be expected but-"

Danny noticed Jazz's strange expression. "What is it?"

"Nothing!" Jazz's face reddened, but then she quickly gave way. "Yeah, about Sam..."

"What?" Danny raised an eyebrow.

"She... kinda... already knew. Y'know, about the whole Danny Phantom thing. Then you wiped her mind and now-"

"Wait, she knew?" Danny demanded. "And you didn't tell me?"

"It's complicated. But yeah, pretty much. Uh, sorry, Danny."

"That's okay." Danny, much to Jazz's surprise, reacted very calmly to the news. "So... do you want to switch rooms?"

"What?" Jazz was confused at the sudden change of topic.

"You don't like your room anymore. So should we just switch them?"

"I mean... wow, yeah, I'd like that..." Jazz scratched her head, considering. "But it'll be a lot of effort, and I feel bad for kicking you out of your room."

"That can be arranged." Danny reached under his bed... and brought out the Reality Gauntlet.

"The Reality-" Jazz put her hands on her hips. "Danny, I thought you'd destroyed it!"

"Yeah... I was going to after school today." Danny slipped it on, pushed the blue gem, and waved his hand across the room. Before Jazz's eyes, all Danny's belongings disappeared, to be replaced with her stuff.

"Impressive." Jazz commented. "Thanks, little bro! You know, It would be interesting to see what the Reality Gauntlet would do if it was fully operational."

Danny took his hand out of the glove, tossed it up a small ways and fired an ecto-ray at it, causing it to disintegrate without a trace. "We'll never know, I guess. But I do wonder where that yellow gem ended up in."

"Yeah," Jazz stared off into space. "I do wonder..."

~Line Break~

Amity Bank manager rushed into the staff room, panting, and eyes wide in terror. "The safe! All the money is gone! We're... ruined!" He declared, before fainting in the middle of the floor.

Two employees, by the name of Paul and Kristine, frowned and pushed their way out of the staff room, into the hall. They'd been the two who'd been responsible for collecting all the stolen money from the streets and they were not going to see it swiped again.

Entering the code, the two of them opened the secure room, closed it behind them, and switched on the lights.

"Weee loooove youuu!"

What they saw astounded them. All the money, every last coin and bill, was completely gone. It was replaced by an army of pink, giggling, soulless teddy bears.

Paul and Kristine pounded on the safe room door. "Help! Help! Anyone, help!"

"Say the magic word!" They had barely started trying to enter in the code when the pink teddy bears jumped on them, pulling them into the mob, never to be seen or heard from again.