Here's the next chapter! It's longer than the other ones.

Sentra: You know, I never thought of that! What could be under Timmy's bed?Probably moss...old pizza...Elvis...all sorts of scary stuff. (Nothing personal to Elvis fans, I like him too, it's just a wierd joke)

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Disclaimer: I don't own DP or FOP. But I do own the monkey city of GWALAQJITU!!! Muhahahaha.... Help: Oh shut up... -slapsDisclaimer across the face-

Chapter 4: Around Town

Danny woke up the next day, but kept his eyes shut. It was a dream, he thought. I dreamed that I went to California in a phone booth with a hologram, and met a kid with awesome fairy toys and an evil babysitter. When I wake up, I'll be in my room, and today I'll figure out what the card and disc are for.

After ten minutes, Danny dared to open his eyes. He was under the bed. Tucker was snoring on Dan's left side, and Sam was on his right, sleeping peacefully. Twenty seconds later, he realized that she was hugging him in her sleep. It was cute, but Danny screamed anyway-and successfully woke up the house.

Sam saw what she was doing, and screamed almost twice as loud as Danny did. With that, Timmy's parents raced into the room. Danny couldn't see them; he could only see their feet.

"Timmy?" Mrs. Turner said. "Is anything wrong?"

"No," Timmy said. "Just a bad dream."

"That's a relief," Timmy's Dad said. "And speaking of relief-" He rushed to the bathroom.

"Well-Good night Timmy! Or should I say good morning, because it's 6:30." She left, and Timmy poked his head under his bed (hey that rhymed). "Guys?" he said. "What was that all about?"

"Bad dream," Danny said, remembering Tim's alibi. "Can we wake up yet?"

"I guess." So the three came out (they decided to leave Help alone until the evening, just to give her a break). Cosmo and Wanda were sleeping in their bowl, and Timmy (in pink PJ's) was wide awake. "So…do you wanna have fun?"

"Yeah!" Tucker said. "Party! Party! Par-ouch!" Sam had hit him with her cell phone.

"So, can your parents know about us," Sam said, "or are we a secret?"

"Hmm, I guess," Timmy said. "Besides, my parents are real dimwits, so they wouldn't mind. Wanna meet em?"

(Begin Danny narraration)

"Sure!" Tucker said. By now, the kid and we were sort of friends. So we followed him down the stairs, not hoping for any surprises.

There was one. It was scary- the kitchen was-normal. After living most of my life in a ghost hunter's compound, normal looked strange. The parents looked pretty normal too. The mom had brown hair in a 70's-ish do, a purple shirt, and white pants. The dad had black hair (also in a 70's do) and an outfit like Cosmo's. Both had blue eyes like Timmy's. "Good morning T-" they began to say, and then I could see their eyes flick towards me.

"Egad!" his dad said. "Who are those people?"

"That's Danny, Sam, and Tucker," Timmy said, pointing at us. "They turned up last night. I think they're hiding from Chip fangirls. Can they stay?"

"Hiding from Chip fangirls?" his mom said. "Sounds reasonable. That Danny kid does look a little like Chip. I guess they can stay-as long as they leave. By the way-" the woman said to us, "I'm-(a car horn beeped very loudly as she said her first name, so it was drowned out) Turner, Timmy's mother. Can I get you anything?"

"Nah," Tucker said. "We're good."

"Yeah."

"Okay."

"Besides," Timmy said, "We're going to hang out at the mall all day, so we can eat there!" I noticed that Timmy was wearing two watches-one pink, one green. They had Cos' and Wan's faces, and clashed horribly. I guessed that the toys could assume certain forms-talk about cool.

"Oh no you don't!" Mr. Turner said, picking up his son by the scruff of the neck. "You're too young to hang out at the DimmaMall alone!"

"But I won't be alone!" Timmy protested. "They'll be with me!" He pointed at us.

"Are they responsible?"

"I know for sure about most of us," Sam said. "But Tucker…"

"Hey!" Tuck said. "I'm responsible!"

"Yeah. Whenever something bad happens, Tucker is usually responsible." I laughed at my own joke. Nobody else did, though I could've sworn that the Cosmo-watch was giggling.

"Ah, okay. But no funny business," Mrs. Turner said.

"Got it," I said.

"And you have to be home by six for the concert."

"Got it," Sam and I said annoyedly.

"And don't go into Under the Cheese. That store makes your father nervous."

"GOT IT!!!"

(End Danny narration)

True to their word, Danny, Sam, Tucker, Timmy, and the fairies/toys (disguised) were at the mall all day. During this time, the six bonded with each other. With the exception of the supernatural secrets (that Cosmo and Wanda were fairies and Danny was half-ghost) all could be known. School bullies, freaky families, random...stuff, and the way that our heroes got to Dimmsdale-if it happened, it could be told.

And what's a mall trip without SHOPPING!!! As it turned out, Under the Cheese was a goth store, so, of course, Sam begged to go in. They let her go in alone, and she didn't come out for an hour. And Tucker just had to buy gum from those cute little gumball machines outside the door (the fairies got some too). They wasted nine dollars on that. Danny, Tucker, Cosmo, and Timmy wanted to go in the comic store ("NOT ON YOUR LIFE!" Sam said). They went in anyway, and obsessed over the sweet readings.

By the end of the day (5:30) everyone was hyped on sugar and happy. But there was one mystery: whenever they passed by somebody, they started whispering to somebody else. "What's going on?" Sam said to Timmy.

"Yeah," Danny said. "People have been glaring at us all day. What's up?"

"I dunno," Cosmo-watch said. "Let's look at this conveniently placed big screen TV!" So they watched. It was a news report by Chet Ubetcha.

"Good evening Dimmsdale, I'm Chet Ubetcha, with today's news. The top story: an impersonator of teen singing sensation Chip Skylark has been spotted. This guy has been mistaken for Chip repeatedly. Here is a photo." Then a picture of Danny appeared on the screen.

"Oh my gawd!" Tuck said.

"Oh my gawd indeed," Chet said. "Not much is known about this ungrateful teen, except that he looks a lot like Chip. Let's see what the real Chip has to say on the subject."

A video of Chip Skylark appeared. He looked angry. "Why is this guy claiming to be me?" he said in that dreamy voice of his. "It's identity theft, and that's against the law! When I find that kid-" Danny didn't want to hear any more. "I'm not claiming to be him!" he said. "I just look VAGUELY like him! What's the deal?"

"Welcome to the news media, Danny," Sam said. "A world of lies."

"Yeah," Danny said, "But if people hear about this, it'll trash whatever reputation I have!"

Timmy turned to his watches. "Aw man. Danny has some situation. Is there anything I can do?"

"Well, you could wish that everyone forgot about the impersonator thing," Wanda said.

"Or," Cosmo said, "you could find some way to get him and his friends backstage-you don't need to get anything because you're Chip's friend-and make Dan apologize to Chip even though he didn't do anything!"

"Great idea Cosmo!" Timmy said, as the green-haired fairy smirked at Wanda. "I wish that there was some way that Danny, Sam, Tucker, and maybe Help could get backstage or at least to the concert."

"Timmy, you know what Da Rules say," Wanda said. "We can't counterfeit, and those Chip Skylark tickets sell out in about three minutes."

"Well…I'm a VIP, so maybe I can get them in as guests." Tim then turned to our heroes. "Well, I kinda overheard your problem, and I think I can get you to Chip so you can explain the situation."

"But how?" Tucker said. "We don't have any backstage passes, let alone any tickets at all!"

"I'll think of something." By now, Dan, Sam, and Tuck were used to unusual coincidences. So, after talking it over, they decided to get to the concert that night.

Somehow.

Bye! -SP