Crystal, do you ever get nervous when doing something that everyone is going to see?
"Ptttt, Of course! I do LOVE being the center of attention, but it can get nerve-wracking. It's not like you're posting something on the internet where innocent people get torn down, fragile self-confidence gets demolished-"
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"I'm not helping, aren't I? Nevermind, you'll be fine!"
Thanks for that morale-boosting speech...
So here is chapter 3.
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Chapter 3
Back in Amity Park...
Sam was never an early morning person, even before she became a goth. This greatly clashed with the rest of her family as they, without fail, were always up at the crack of dawn. This only added fuel to the disagreements that arose between them. But not today: Sam had gotten up early, to the shock of her parents (the mother nearly fainted), and was determined to make Danny's birthday the most memorable yet.
"HAHA... little does she know..."
"Come on Tucker!"
"Sheesh Sam, you're acting just as excited when the Circus Gothica first came to town. Just ca-"
Sam continued to drag the techo-geek along as she gave him a glare that swiftly shut him up. She didn't appreciate the reminder about Freakshow and what had happened at the time.
They were rounding a corner on their way to FentonWorks, when they were pitched to the ground by the explosions. As they regained their senses, several blue-blurs whizzed by.
"Great, a ghost attack..."
Both friends jumped up and sprinted in the direction the blue 'ghosts' had flown. The town was in near mayhem as the two friends made their way, dodging people and objects. One such object was a ladder. While Sam had made her way around the ladder, Tucker merely ducked right under it. The second he passed underneath, a skateboard poofed into existence and poor Tucker stepped onto it.
"WooaAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" came a scream as he collided with the goth and both friends were sent on a ride of their lives before crashing into a dumpster. With a groan, they picked themselves up and made to move on when a black cat slinked its way pass. Tucker then loses his balance and fell down, the ghost-laser lipstick falling out of his pocket and sending a stray beam in Sam's direction.
"Hey, WATCH IT TUCKER!" Sam furiously shouted out as she barely ducked the beam.
"Dang, we haven't had this much bad luck since Johnny 13 was first here."
"Don't you mean when everyone called you 'Bad Luck Tuck'?"
"Hey!"
Before anything else was said and done, the chaos that was happening around ceased. It was as if it 'magically'disappeared in a poof.
"Wow, that was..."
"Weird?"
"Yeah"
Both friends collect themselves and they resumed their trip to Danny's house, all the while Sam was trying to contact the Birthday boy on her phone.
"He's not answering."
"Maybe he's still cleaning up after the ghost fight?"
"Maybe."
They were just coming up to FentonWorks when the two older Fentons bursted through the front door armed with various ghost-hunting weapons. Both the parents, when seeing Sam and Tucker, made a beeline towards the teenagers.
"Have you kids seen Danny? He was on his way to see you when there was reports of ghost attacks all over town."
"We tried calling him, but he isn't answering his phone."
Both Sam and Tucker exchange looks of concern before returning their gazes to the Fenton parents.
"No we haven't. We were on our way here when the town erupted into madness that disappeared just as suddenly as it appeared."
"I've been trying to get a hold of Danny, but he hasn't responded to my texts."
"Ghosts have probably got Danny!"
"Now Jack, we don't-"
Maddie was cut off as Jack dragged her to the Fenton family RV, or otherwise known as the GAV (Ghost Assault Vehicle), yammering something about "rescue from the ghosts" and "molecule by molecule". The RV then peels out of the driveway with a squeal of rubber on pavement. As the two teens watch the GAV make its way to downtown, Jazz appears at the front door and jogs up to them.
"Something bad happened."
"Gee, thanks for stating the obvious. I had honestly thought that those explosions were only fireworks" Sam snarked.
Jazz rolled her eyes, "That kind of attitude will get us nowhere. Sam: you said that you haven't been able to reach Danny?"
"He hasn't been responding to my messages, and he always answers back unless he is in the middle of a ghost fight."
"He was on his way to see you two," Jazz spoke thoughtfully, "maybe we head out and-".
"NOOOOOOO!" Came a mournful cry as both girls turned to Tucker, who was standing about a few feet away looking down at discarded debris.
"Good technology: mushed before its prime..."
"Tucker, are you seriously going to be-"
"Wait, what is that?"
The girls sidled up to the beret-wearing boy and look at what had caught his attention: a smashed cellphone.
"This one looked to be a newer model-"
"Tucker, that's Danny's phone! Or what's left of it" Sam blurted out,
"whatever happened must of caused his phone to break. He is probably in danger; we need to go after him!"
"Now hold on," Jazz placated Sam as she made calming gestures, "We'll find him and make sure that he is okay."
"Yeah Sam, we'll find him and everything will be good" said Tucker in a laid-back manner, "I mean, what could possibly happen?"
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Right back to Fairy World...
Who would have thought a small, simple wish would lead to something so colossal? It all started yesterday when he learned that his fairy godparents had a son that had disappeared. One wish later, they found themselves in Amity Park, met the town's deputized protector Danny Phantom, and was ambushed by Anti-Cosmo and his evil fairy buddies. Now here he was in an all-out war against the anti-fairies armed with a freeze ray and the back-up of all of fairy world's fairies. Covering his rear was his new superhero idol Danny Phantom, who had turned out to be the long-lost son of Cosmo and Wanda whom had disappeared all those years ago in the last major fight against the anti-fairies. Timmy had wished for some pretty wild things; but never in his ten years of life could his wild mind concoct up something quite like this.
'I find out that I have a fairy godbrother and he turns out to be a real-life superhero... This is the best day of my life!', thought the small boy as his heart tap-danced all around the inside of his chest from the excitement.
"WaaHOOOOOOOOOOO!", came a cry as young Timmy Turner charged into a swarm of anti-fairies, swiftly freezing them solid. With a satisfied grin, he snuck a peek at his 'fairy godbrother' before focusing on the next cluster of evil fairies.
The ghost boy was a blur as he dodged the blasts of the anti-fairies, pulling out maneuvers that even experienced pilots could only dream of, and returned the favor with his icy blasts.
"Hope you packed some extra layers; 'cause according to the weatherman, a cold font is moving in!", Danny quipped as he sent waves of frost against his opponents, "Guess you should have stayed inside".
Flying up to one of the dark fairies with a sharp kick, the anti-fairy was punted into a side-walk cafe with a loud crash. Good news: the evil fairy was out cold. The bad news: several salt shakers were knocked over in the process. Before Danny could even make a quip, a thunder cloud had spawned overhead and emitted a violent shock to the halfa, causing him yelp in pain as he crashed into the ground. Before he could be blasted by several anti-fairies, phantom rolled to the side and sent a rather large ice blast to the group.
Timmy, after freezing some evil fairies himself, made his way to Danny.
"You okay?"
"Yeah", muttered the halfa as he shook off whatever remaining pain he felt, "Felt bigger shocks than that before. That cloud came out of nowhere-"
"It was because of the spilled salt," explained Timmy as he noticed the smashed outdoor cafe tables, "anti-fairies are attracted to, bring, and are powered by bad luck. So stay away from black cats, broken mirrors, and the like."
'So basically little, blue gremlin-versions of Johnny 13's shadow, perfect.' "Got it," Danny replied as he flew off to intercept a quartet of anti-fairies. The dark fairies were ready to blast their opponent when the ghost boy suddenly dove into the ground using his intangiblity. The evil fairies halted their charge as they looked around for the missing ghost boy. Danny zooms out from the ground underneath the group of anti-fairies, giving a vicious uppercut to one and swiftly freezing two others. The last one, too surprised to even react, was yeeted a large distance.
"HAHA! You said 'yeet'..."
Crystal...
Both boys share a smile; then a swarm of anti-fairies erupt from nearby alleyways and make a beeline towards the duo. Danny quickly grabs the younger boy and turns intangible as blasts of magic come their way. The anti-fairies were about to shoot again, only to get blasted, poofed, and zapped by a multitude of fairies led by Wanda and, more or less, Cosmo.
"YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY BOYS!" came the furious cry of Wanda as she blasted with her wand and flung a passing black cat into the face of an anti-fairy, only to be zapped in the back herself. Said anti-fairy that had fired at Wanda was now facing Cosmo.
"Nobody lays a hand on my wife! And I don't need magic to make my hand a fist!" Yelled an irritated Cosmo as he pathetically tried, and failed, to make a fist. "Nrrrgh... bunny rabbit...Forget the fist..." Cosmo then lunged at the anti-fairy and a small kerfuffle ensues within a cartoony dust cloud.
"Oooohh... a jump cut!"
"Tucker, get that stupidly named tracking device".
After first searching the town then waiting back at FentonWorks for Danny for quite some time, Sam, Tucker, and Jazz came to realize that something was going on. The three teens had ducked into the lab and had started gathering gear for the 'rescue mission' aboard the 'Spector Speeder'.
"Got it!" Called out Tucker, who was now holding 'The Fenton BOOmerang'. He jumped on the small shuttle as it powered up.
"Alright team, let go find Danny," Jazz cheered as the 'Spector Speeder' shot out of the lab and into the sky, "Let's GO Ghost Getters!"
Two groans escape from the two younger teens as Tucker activated the 'BOOmerang'. The device beeped twice, then flew off out the window, with the 'Spector Speeder' on its tail.
"Another jump cut!"
Meanwhile, the fairies and anti-fairies were sending magic blasts and attacks at one another. Anvils here, a tornado there, animals scattered about... this was 'The Sword in the Stone' magic duel taken to the next level. Some fairies became surrounded; the evil fairies snickering darkly when a stupendous cluster of them were zapped. The remaining anti-fairies, plus their captives, turn to see the imposing Jorgen Von Strangle aiming the Bazooka-like wand at said evil fairies.
"So many anti-bones, so little time. I hope you are ready to taste my FURY!"
Several more blasts were given before the Goliath-of-a-fairy body-slammed into a group like a line-backer with permission to kill.
This continued on, the anti-fairies eventually getting overwhelmed.
"Shoot Anti-Cosmo, was dis a par' o the plan?", Anti-Wanda drawled as more of their evil kin were frozen, blasted, or (in the case of the buff Austrian fairy) crushed and twisted into pretzels.
Anti-Cosmo began to look fearful. "I think it's time to regroup our efforts-"
"Aww... leaving so soon?"
Both anti versions of the favorite fairy duo swiveled towards the pink-capped boy and the ghostly teen.
"Getting cold feet now that your plan is falling apart?" Timmy quipped, causing a slight chuckle from the older boy at the pun. Both boys charge forward, blasting foes into icy statues.
"Time for you to-"Timmy was declaring as he has about to fire at Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda, when a black cat skittered passed him. This causes the freezing gun to malfunction. "Uh oh..."
"Uh oh indeed little Timothy", chuckled Anti-Cosmo as the boys were surrounded by anti-fairies, "looks like your little toy will no longer help you and now there is no sto-". "Dude, you need to chill," came a reply as a frosty blast came from behind and several anti-fairies were frozen. The remaining anti-fairies turn to see a second Phantom with a smirk on his face.
"WHAAAT?! You can duplicate TOO!?" Squealed the small boy as both phantoms continued freezing the evil fairies.
"Yep, though that power took me aaageeees to master..." the original Danny answered as he and the duplicate both worked their way to Timmy.
Once they reached the small boy, the duplicate vanished, leaving the original Phantom. Danny, combining both an ectoblast and his ice power, created a ghostly snowball that glowed green. He then handed the snowball to the small boy. "Would you like to do the honors?"
The buck-toothed boy, nodding his understanding, grabbed the snowball and, with a wild spin of his arm, pitched it at Anti-Cosmo, Anti-Wanda, and the slew of evil fairies. When the snowball made contact, it erupted with a wave of cold and temporarily blinding light. Once the spots were rubbed from everyone's eyes, there stood before them, resembling a somewhat odd-looking ice sculpture, was the ice block containing the remaining evil fairies; including Cosmo and Wanda's evil counterparts.
With a cheer, the fairies flew about shooting magical blasts of confetti and celebrating with their buddies. The Anti-fairies were stopped! Cosmo and Wanda, with huge smiles, flew to the boys.
"I sure hope you saved the receipt from the yard-ornament sale," Danny said with a grin, "because we are SO returning these ugly lawn gnomes."
Timmy snickered at the comment as he was enveloped in a hug from his fairy godparents.
"Are you okay?" Asked Wanda in a motherly tone.
"I am more than okay," piped up the small boy "I got to kick butt with a superhero!" He then turned to Phantom "How did you become a superhero? How did you get your powers? What can you do? How long were you doing this? How are you able to change to human? Are you an actual ghost or are you-" he suddenly stops his barrage of questions as a headache again claims his little noggin. "OW! Too much thinking again..."
Danny chuckled at the antics of the younger boy as he changed back into Fenton, "Well, you did see me transform.. so I'll explain. However, I need you to keep this a secret. Please: I have enem-". "I get it: secret identities are important to superheroes," Timmy said with a wave of his hand. "I can keep a secret, you can trust me on that" he said, giving a meaningful look to Cosmo and Wanda.
"We can vouch on that" said Wanda as she flew up to Danny. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt at all? Do you need anything?" She asked the halfa with concern.
"I'm good, thanks for checking though" Danny replied, "I should probably help move some of these anti-bozos back to-"
"That isn't necessary. Besides, you should get some rest" Wanda commented in a motherly tone.
"I feel fine" Danny countered, "I appreciate your concern, but I'm good."
"You're sure?"
"Positive." Danny stated with a smile, and Wanda returned it with one of her own. She gazed into his face for a good while, a slightly tearful look of joy and, dare he say, love on her face. Danny noticed this.
"Umm... is there something on my face?" Asked Danny, oddly feeling bashful at the attention Wanda and Cosmo, who had joined his wife, were giving him. 'Why do they feel so familiar?'
"No, your face is fine... It's just... Do you remember us?"
'Huh?' Thought the teen as he looked into the eyes of the fairy couple. Waves of nostalgia were assaulting him, practically yelling "this is familiar!" but not quite able to say what or how. His gaze strayed briefly to Timmy, who was watching the whole scenario expectantly; as if he knew something... "Can someone please explain what is going on and why you are looking at me like that".
Wanda placed a hand on his cheek, gently rubbing it with her thumb, reminding Danny vaguely of how his mother would do something like this all the while Cosmo had a prideful look as if he was gazing at his son...
'Why am I thinking about that?' Came the thought in the midst of a slew of thoughts and emotions that were battling for his attention.
"Danny..." Wanda said slowly, pulling out the locket and popping it open. Inside the locket greeting Danny were the faces of Cosmo, Wanda, and a little boy that eerily looked like... 'No way...' Danny's mind screeched to a stop as he realized who the little boy in the picture is.
"we're your parents."
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So what did you all think?
"I think you were having fun with the heroes' taunts and puns."
I like humor and I think puns are so Puntastic, so sue me...
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