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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Flames will be used to roast my credit cards (you know, the commercial...?)
DISCLAIMER: Yes, I do own Danny Phantom!!!! I keep him in a ghost-proof cage and whip him when he's bad!!!!! MWA HA!!!! (No, seriously I don't)
As Crystal showed Danny around the mansion, a stubborn stream of ice blue smoke kept coming out of his mouth. After a while he ignored it.
They walked into the entrance hall, seeing a few people come in. Then he saw his dad doing the 'pogo' with his mom.
"Okay...I'm officially mortified," he said.
"What took you so long?" said a woman in a green business suit.
Crystal then led him down an unusually long corridor with no doors, but at the end of the hall, he could see an opening that seemed to lead downstairs.
"Where're we going?" Danny asked.
"To the home theater," she replied nonchalantly. Danny stopped.
"Home theater???" he exclaimed.
"That's what I said," Crystal replied. "Now come on." Danny light-headedly followed her down the stairs. They walked into what looked like a movie theater/concession stand combo (think when Tucker went to Sam's house).
"This is amazing! What movies do you have?" Danny asked. Crystal shrugged.
"A lot. That's all I know. I've only seen a few out of my uncle's collection. There are mostly old horror movies...and I'm not too into those. Too corny."
"I love horror movies!" Danny said. "Were are they?" Crystal walked over to a huge cabinet, about the length of the entire room (which was about the length of a truck).
"Here. So, what movies do you like to wa..." Just then, Crystal's arm sank right through the cabinet. A look of surprise and fear crossed her face when it happened. She quickly pulled it out and whipped around to Danny, who saw the whole thing. His eyes were wide in shock.
"You...but...how...?" Danny stuttered. Crystal bit her lip.
"Well...I..." she tried to explain.
"You're a ghost?" he asked.
"Well...not completely," Crystal confessed. "I'm...half-ghost. And I know you are, too."
"How...?"
"I could sense it."
Danny stared at her for a minute, his mouth dropped open. "How did this...happen to you?" he asked.
"Well...I..." She was cut off when Vlad Masters walked into the room.
"Danny, it seems you have met my niece, Crystal," he said, giving her a knowing nod. "Well, sorry if I interrupted, but could you do something for me, Danny?"
"Of course, Mr. Masters."
"I could do it myself, but guests are coming," he said. "There's a gift for your father in my lab. Could you get it for me? It's upstairs, second door on the right."
"Okay," Danny said as he walked out of the theater. Vlad faced Crystal.
"Did you tell him?"
"Yes, Master," Crystal said, mimicking Edgar from Frankenstein.
"Good," he said, smiling. "Follow me."
KatrinaKaiba: Thanks for reviewing. :)
Kaliann: Maybe he will, maybe he won't...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Flames will be used to roast my credit cards (you know, the commercial...?)
DISCLAIMER: Yes, I do own Danny Phantom!!!! I keep him in a ghost-proof cage and whip him when he's bad!!!!! MWA HA!!!! (No, seriously I don't)
As Crystal showed Danny around the mansion, a stubborn stream of ice blue smoke kept coming out of his mouth. After a while he ignored it.
They walked into the entrance hall, seeing a few people come in. Then he saw his dad doing the 'pogo' with his mom.
"Okay...I'm officially mortified," he said.
"What took you so long?" said a woman in a green business suit.
Crystal then led him down an unusually long corridor with no doors, but at the end of the hall, he could see an opening that seemed to lead downstairs.
"Where're we going?" Danny asked.
"To the home theater," she replied nonchalantly. Danny stopped.
"Home theater???" he exclaimed.
"That's what I said," Crystal replied. "Now come on." Danny light-headedly followed her down the stairs. They walked into what looked like a movie theater/concession stand combo (think when Tucker went to Sam's house).
"This is amazing! What movies do you have?" Danny asked. Crystal shrugged.
"A lot. That's all I know. I've only seen a few out of my uncle's collection. There are mostly old horror movies...and I'm not too into those. Too corny."
"I love horror movies!" Danny said. "Were are they?" Crystal walked over to a huge cabinet, about the length of the entire room (which was about the length of a truck).
"Here. So, what movies do you like to wa..." Just then, Crystal's arm sank right through the cabinet. A look of surprise and fear crossed her face when it happened. She quickly pulled it out and whipped around to Danny, who saw the whole thing. His eyes were wide in shock.
"You...but...how...?" Danny stuttered. Crystal bit her lip.
"Well...I..." she tried to explain.
"You're a ghost?" he asked.
"Well...not completely," Crystal confessed. "I'm...half-ghost. And I know you are, too."
"How...?"
"I could sense it."
Danny stared at her for a minute, his mouth dropped open. "How did this...happen to you?" he asked.
"Well...I..." She was cut off when Vlad Masters walked into the room.
"Danny, it seems you have met my niece, Crystal," he said, giving her a knowing nod. "Well, sorry if I interrupted, but could you do something for me, Danny?"
"Of course, Mr. Masters."
"I could do it myself, but guests are coming," he said. "There's a gift for your father in my lab. Could you get it for me? It's upstairs, second door on the right."
"Okay," Danny said as he walked out of the theater. Vlad faced Crystal.
"Did you tell him?"
"Yes, Master," Crystal said, mimicking Edgar from Frankenstein.
"Good," he said, smiling. "Follow me."