-squeaks- Okay, this is my first Danny Phantom fic. I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE this show! I'm soooo addicted to it, it's crazy. Insane, I tell ya. So I finally decided to write a fic on it, because that's what I do when I'm obsessed with something. ;D And my first non-anime fic! –gasp-
And Danny's just so cute...bah, who cares if he's younger than me? ;D I like skinny, clumsy guys. Never met one with ghost powers, but it's all good. ;D
Okay, I'm going to stop babbling and let you get on with this! Additional A/N's at the end of the chapter!
For the Love of Friendship
It was what appeared to be a normal morning for any high-school student. Fourteen year-old Danny Fenton was eating soggy cornflakes while staring into space, while his older sister Jazz silently read through books on how to be right all the time.
But of course, this was Danny Fenton we're talking about. Normalcy? Ha. At the moment his arm phased away and his spoon landed in the bowl with a splash, Danny's parents, ghost-hunters Jack and Maddie Fenton burst into the room from their downstairs lab, clutching some sort of silvery device.
"Danny!" Jack's voice boomed through the room as the boy struggled to get his arm to reappear without anyone noticing. "Take a look at our new invention! I call it the Fenton Ghost Truth-Teller!"
Jazz put down her book in a huff. "Oh puh-lease," she accused, rolling her eyes. "Not another one of your lame ghost-hunting inventions! When are you guys going to give up this crazy obsession?!"
"Now Jazz, it's not crazy," Maddie tried to explain. "True, we've never seen a ghost so we don't know if any of our inventions can really work, but it doesn't hurt to be prepared."
"That's right!" Jack cried, pointing the Fenton Ghost Truth-Teller straight at Danny, who was wearing a very uncomfortable expression as his arm still hadn't rematerialized.
"This device will tell you if any human is really...A GHOST!" Jack's eyes shifted at the last word, like a ghost was going to suddenly appear to prove his point. When nothing happened, he tried to remember what he was saying.
"Oh yes, well, you see, ghosts know how us humans live...after all, they were once humans, or so we think...so maybe—no, I know!—this invention will separate the ghosts from the humans for good!" With a flick of his wrist, he turned the Truth-Teller on just as Danny finally got his arm under control. The invention buzzed for a minute before showing a picture of Danny on the screen and saying in a pleasant voice, "Ghost detected. Ghost pretending to be a human has been detected. Please prepare for immediate capture. Thank you for using the Fenton Ghost Truth-Teller."
Jack, Maddie, and Jazz looked up from the screen and at Danny, giving him weird looks. Danny stood up, hoping he wouldn't phase through the floor or something, and let out a nervous laugh. "Ha...well, I'm gonna be late, better head to school before Lancer gives me detention, see ya!" he said quickly before grabbing his backpack and speeding out the door.
Jack frowned. "Darn it, I thought for sure we spotted a ghost."
Teens were walking around and babbling in the halls of Casper High. Danny and his two best friends, Samantha Manson and Tucker Foley, wandered towards Danny's locker where he could get his morning books, while he told them about that morning.
"So then my arm phases away, and my dad comes in with this crazy new invention of his." Danny threw his English book into his locker. "Supposedly it tells you if a ghost is trying to pass off as a human, and of course it detected me." He slammed his locker shut.
"Oh, come on Danny," Sam reassured, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder as they walked towards their first class. "No offense, but your parents see right through you. I don't think they'll ever suspect about your powers unless you actually tell them."
"HA! 'See right through him'—good one Sam!" Tucker cracked up at the horrible joke, and Sam just rolled her eyes.
"But really, Danny," Tucker said once he got his laughter under control. "Sam's right. I mean, when's the last time one of your parent's inventions actually made them truly suspect you're a halfa?"
"Yeah, I guess," Danny grumbled as the first bell rang. "C'mon, we're gonna be late."
Meanwhile, unknown to people who weren't looking at it, like Jack and Maddie, who were touching up on the Fenton Ghost Truth-Teller—Danny wasn't a ghost!—the Ghost Portal opened and something green floated out of it before the Portal closed again, and the green mist turned invisible and flew out of the room, and then out of the house.
Jack suddenly looked up and glanced around suspiciously. "Hmm..." he muttered before getting back to work on his latest invention.
The morning classes, as usual, were boring. Danny tried to refrain from going ghost and just invisibly sneaking out of Lancer's lecture, but then he would have to take Sam and Tucker with him, and he really didn't have the energy to do that.
Finally, finally, finally the bell rang for lunch, and the trio ran out of there before everyone else had even finished grabbing their bags. Tucker sniffed as they approached the lunchroom, and started drooling.
"Chicken sandwiches today," he grinned. "And..." He sniffed some more. "Sloppy joes! Sw-eet!"
Sam frowned, using her meat-is-bad-for-you-voice: "Tucker, we don't need meat. Geez, get over it."
Tucker narrowed his eyes at her. "Don't make me throw my sloppy joes at you!" he growled.
"Gross," Sam muttered as they all got into the lunch line.
"Eh, don't worry Sam, I'm sure they have some sort of non-meat thing on the menu," Danny said.
"Yeah, yeah."
The trio quickly got their lunches (with Sam openly gagging at the amount of meat on Tucker's tray) and sat down at their usual table. Danny had taken one bite of his lunch before some of someone else's splattered against his head.
"Oh great," he muttered.
"Yo, Fenton!" Dash laughed from over at the popular kid's table. "I must say, you look better wearing the school lunch than your loser geek clothes!" The other kids cracked up. "Oh, but I'm sure you can get your girlfriend to clean you up!"
Danny and Sam immediately stood up as some sloppy joes splattered off of Danny and onto the floor, and the two spoke in unison:
"She's not my girlfriend!"
"He's not my boyfriend!"
"Oh yeah?" Dash smirked, him and his posse getting up and walking over to them. "If she's not your girlfriend, prove it!"
"How?" Tucker asked, asked, clearly interested.
"TUCKER!" Sam and Danny hissed.
"If she's really not your girlfriend," Dash continued. "Then I'm sure you wouldn't mind kissing her!"
Oooo, drama ahoy. XD Like it? Or is it too boring for y'all? :P Please let me know in a review! Thanks! ;D
