It was an oddly sunny day when we find one sleep-deprived Danny Fenton groggily making his way downstairs for a hopefully non-sentient breakfast. How his mother somehow manages to bring the food to life, Danny will never know. He also doesn't want to know, for that matter.

Walking into the kitchen, he notices that its just Jazz sitting at the table while simultaneously reading a book (no doubt about psychology) and eating a bowl of cereal. Danny wishes he had the kind of coordination to pull that off. If he tried, he would end up smacking himself in the face with the spoon. Snorting at the image that produced, he made his way over to the table, pouring himself a bowl of (very non-sentient) cereal.

"Hey, where's-" His question was cut short by an explosion coming from the basement that rocked the house, followed by a shouted "SORRY MADS!"

Deadpanning, he states, "Nevermind, I got my answer."

It wasn't a full minute later when the thunderous footsteps of Jack Fenton clombered up the stairs and into the previously quiet kitchen.

"Good morning kids! It's a good day to be a Fenton!"

Deciding to humor his old man, Danny answered, "Why's that, Dad?'

"Well, sweetie." Walking from behind the bulking frame of her husband, Maddie answers instead; all while Jack is smiling like a toddler on his birthday. "We just finished the fenton speeder."

Jazz cut in, "Do I dare ask what it does?"

Barking out a laugh, the Fenton parents seemed amused while their children just gave them deadpan expressions.

"To put it in simple terms, its a modified speed boat."

"This baby can reach speeds of over 200mph on a good day and is equipped with all the latest weaponry." Grabbing hold of Maddie's waist and holding her by his side while striking a pose more dramatic than it had any right to be, he continued, "The Fentons will go down in history as the greatest mer hunters ever!"

Danny mumbled under his breath "More like the ONLY mer hunters ever."

"What was that, sweetie?"

"Nothing!"

"Tell you kids what! Why don't we take a family trip this afternoon after school and test is out as a family!"

"Hard pass." Was Jazz's Answer. Danny couldn't help but agree, but alas, fate had different plans.

"You'll come with us, won't you Danny-boy?" Aww man. Nobody could resist the Jack Fenton patented puppy face. Sagging in his seat slightly, he gave in.

"Fine." While his parents beamed in the background, he couldn't help but sulk. This was gonna suck.

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This sucked. That was all Danny could think as he sat sulking on the new Fenton Speeder. All there was to do was sit and listen to his parents' excited rambling. He didn't dare bring his non-waterproof phone for fear of his dad's steering. It was awful. He was surprised they hadn't tipped over ages ago. Hearing his name called, he came out of his depression-induced daze.

"Huh? What?"

"I asked if you were alright, sweetie." Looking up to the concerned face of his mother that he is now aware is there, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty about his sulky attitude.

Sighing in defeat, he relented. Smiling slightly, he answered, "I'm fine. Just a bit bored is all."

Chuckling, she said, "That's to be expected. Not much activity going on right now. We're not quite sure why though." Suddenly, as if fate had planned it, the boat started to rock violently.

"Jack! What's going on?!"

"I don't know, Mads! Nothing's showing up on the radar!"

Poor Danny, lacking the strength to properly hold on, got thrown overboard with a particularly violent shake. Danny vaguely remembered hearing his parents' panicked shouts as his body hit the frigid water. Panicking himself, he was desperate to reach the surface, his untrained lungs already yearning for air. Truly panicking, he kicked his legs as hard and fast as he could, unsure if he was going up or down, while hoping that he was going the right way. He was almost out of air, when a blurry silhouette came into view, the only thing he was able to see clearly was the glowing red eyes. The creature, for that's what it was, stopped right in front of the boy who had stopped struggling as oxygen-deprivation began to take its hold. In his dimming state of consciousness, he heard him speak.

"My dear boy. You have nothing to fear, as I do not wish to harm you." As his final air was stripped from his lungs, he heard him say. "I just wish for you to join me."

It was then that a glowing light encased the dying boy's body. Danny felt he should probably be panicking more than he is, but he just couldn't bring himself to. The light was so peaceful. Closing his eyes, Danny Fenton lost consciousness.

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Upon seeing their son go overboard, the Fenton parents are in a state of panic.

"What do we do?!"

"I don't know, Jack!" The ship was still shaking violently. "Its too dangerous to go in after him!"

"I don't care!" With that declaration, Jack started making his way to the edge of the still rocking boat.

"Jack! Wait!" Not taking heed of his wife's warning, Jack threw himself into the water. Without wasting a beat, he immediately started searching for his son, forcing his eyes to stay open despite the harsh stinging the salt water caused. There! Following a strange flash of green light, the adult Fenton saw his son's limp body being held by none other than the silhouette of a mer with blood red eyes. Without thinking of the consequences, he rushed to his son's aid. The mer, having seen his approach, let go of the unconscious child and quickly swam away. Taking his son's body into his arms, Jack quickly made his way back to the surface. As soon as both his and Danny's heads breached the water surface, he was met with the worried voice of his wife.

"Jack! Are you ok?!"

Not bothering to answer her question, he replied. "Take Dann-o for me." Following his instructions, she reached forward and pulled the limp boy onto the deck of the ship. She was ready to start CPR when he started coughing up water and taking greedy gulps of air. Jack, with his eyes closed because of the salt water, clombered his way back onto the Fenton Speeder.

"Is he ok?"

"He'll be alright." Turning her teary eyed gaze to her soaking wet husband, she continued, "You saved him, Jack."

Puffing out his chest, with his eyes still closed, Jack replied proudly. "Of course I did. I'm a Fenton!"

Chuckling at her husband's antics, she leaned over and gave him an affectionate peck on the cheek.

"Let's head home, then you can tell me what happened."