Me: Can you believe it took me this long to get the next chapter up?
Danny, Sam and Joey: Heck yeah!
Danny: I mean with all the homework you have—
Sam: And the extracurricular activities—
Joey: And the extra stuff after school—
Sam: --U
Joey: Why wouldn't it take this long?
Me: True. However, I have much to look forward to this September. A Series of Unfortunate Events: The Grim Grotto comes out on the 21st, Shades of Gray airs on the 24th, and Nickelodeon Freeze Frame Frenzy comes out on the 27th! Woot!
Standard disclaimer: SHADES OF GRAY COMES ON IN ELEVEN DAYS! And I don't own DP.
(1) I got the idea from Luigi's Mansion. Especially when I noticed the similarities between Luigi's Mansion and the Danny Phantom Ghost Sweep game on nick(dot)com.
Like Mom and Apple Pie
"My, my, my," Walker chuckled sinisterly as he looked at the ghost sitting in the chained chair. "I have never ever seen as much rule-breaking as I have with you." He started pacing around the room while reading a file on the prisoner. "Now, according to this file you are charged with the following offenses: Breaking and entering, theft, interfering with human affairs—"
"If that's such a horrible thing," the prisoner asked, "Then how come no one else has been charged for it?"
"Because I can accept bribes," Walker snarled "And you have nothing to offer."
"Yes I do!" the prisoner exclaimed.
"Be silent! As I was saying, you're also charged with illegal use of a product unauthorized by the GZFDA, distortion of human emotions, distortion of ghost emotions, and just being annoying." He leaned on one of the arms of the chair and smiled wickedly at the prisoner "And don't think I'm going to let you off the hook just because you set me up with lovely Ramona, Love Bug."
"But the crimes were justified!" The Love Bug cried, "It was my sacred mission to fill both the Ghost Zone and the Human World with love! How could you deny me my holy right?"
"Like this!" Walker said as he picked up a taser and electrocuted The Love Bug. The smell of roasted meat wasted up from the bug's charred exoskeleton. Walker inhaled the smoke and smiled wickedly "Ah, the smell of cooked bug. Perhaps when you die in here I'll cook you and have a feast with the Aussie ghosts."
"But that will not allow me to spread my love!" The Love Bug whined. Walker was about to electrocute him again when one of the guards rushed into his office.
"Sir!" the guard exclaimed in a frightened tone "This is a dire emergency!"
"It'd better be!" Walker sneered as he pointed the taser at the guard "I was having such fun torturing my new prisoner."
"One of the prisoner's escaped!" the guard exclaimed. Walker dropped the taser in surprise while his eyes narrowed viciously.
"Which one?" the white warden sneered.
"Number 362, sir!" answered the guard. Walker put his hand up to his chin and acquired the pose that some would use when they're thinking very hard.
"Number 362 has always been a crafty one." Walker said pensively "And as dangerous as it is crafty."
"Sir, the prisoners do have genders." The guard spoke up. Walker shoved the taser threateningly in his face.
"Do not correct me!" Walker sneered. "Now, where is the cell that the vermin escaped from?"
"R-ri-right this way, sir." the guard jittered as eh led Walker away from the office. As the guard and the Warden left, a gray boy, who looked to be no older than fifteen, walked into the office. He noticed The Love Bug strapped in the chair and a huge smile crept across his face. He ran over to the chair with the giddy expression still on and looked cheerfully at the constricted creepy-crawly.
"Boss!" the gray boy exclaimed exuberantly "I've finally found you!"
"Huh?" The Love Bug asked, tilting his confused head to one side. "I'm not even sure of who you are?"
"I'm Sidney Poindexter." The gray boy introduced. "Guardian of geeks, freaks, outcasts, and bullied adolescents!" His happy disposition turned to one of frantic despair. "Could you please help me?" Poindexter pleaded. "I'm hopelessly in love with this cool cat, Samantha Manson, and you're the only person I could think of for advice!"
"You're in love with a cat?" The Love Bug asked, "How wonderful! I have waited so long for a humanoid to show extreme love for an animal!"
"No, that wasn't what I meant." Poindexter explained "'Cool cat's' a term from the 1950's. Samantha's actually a human girl."
"Oh, well that's swell too!" The Love Bug said, "I have waited so long for love between a human and a ghost!"
"What about the older halfa who has a thing for some human chick?" Poindexter asked.
"Half humans don't count!" The Love Bug explained. "Anyway, what do you want?"
"Advice." Poindexter said.
"Well, how about this?" The Love Bug started "A dangerous criminal has just escaped from this prison. Most likely, he'll try to attack that younger, ungrateful, heartless halfa!!!" The Love Bug howled the last sentence with a heated fury that would have cooked his body to the perfect temperature for Aussie ghost consumption. "If I am not mistaken, your Samantha Manson lives in the same town as the halfa."
"How do you know where Samantha lives?" Poindexter asked.
"I made many humans fall in love in Amity." The Love Bug answered. "As I was saying, the ghost will attack in Samantha's hometown and she might be used as bait for the..." The Love Bug had to restrain himself from ranting anymore about Danny Phantom "...other guy. Of course, the bait could be a trap for him and he will probably fall into it. Thus, giving you the perfect opportunity to use the element of surprise, save Samantha, and perhaps even have a battle with the criminal! Or at least fake one, I have good connections."
"When you said that, you sounded smarter than you actually were." Poindexter pointed out.
"Well," The Love Bug admitted smugly "I have been reading Romance for Stunads recently."
"Why were you doing that?" The Love Bug shrugged his shoulders in response.
"So, is that a good idea," The Love Bug asked excitedly "Or is that a good idea?"
"That's actually a good idea." Poindexter admitted.
"I'm glad you think so!" The Love Bug said "Now, since I've helped you out with your romantic problems, would you mind terribly if you got me out of here?" However, Poindexter wasn't listening to what The Love Bug was saying. Instead he was running out the door of the office yelling something along the lines of "I'm comin' for ya Samantha!" Also heard from the hall was Walker saying, "Visiting hours are over punk! Do you want me to write you up for loitering?" The Love Bug looked down the hallway and, realizing that he wasn't going to be rescued anytime soon, started to sob horribly in a very annoying way.
Sam was walking in the rain with her hunter green hoodie and holding her jet-black umbrella. She was tired of her parents ranting about non-conformity and individualism, not that she didn't appreciate those qualities but she didn't appreciate ranting about them. So she decided to hang around with people who ranted about ghosts instead. The Fenton's house was less modest than Sam's home. It didn't scream "Look at me! I'm disgustingly rich!" but it did scream "Look at me! I'm obsessed with science!" Sam looked at the scene hopefully and rang the doorbell. A teenage boy with sky blue eyes, a white shirt with red decals, messy black hair, jeans, and red shoes answered the door.
"Sam?" the teenage boy asked, "What're you doing here?"
"I had a bit of an argument with my parents." Sam said "And I needed somewhere to cool down. Mind if I stay here for the night?"
"Umm..." the boy hesitated, blushing mildly.
"Is that your 'Yes' umm or your 'No' umm?" Sam asked.
"Umm..." he repeated.
"Thanks!" Sam said as she walked into the house and hung up her waterlogged hoodie on a nearby coat rack. She noticed that two grown people were working in the nearby kitchen. One of them was a intimidating, large man with blackish-gray hair, wearing an orange test pilot's suit with a black collar, ankle high boots and gloves that was working on a long silver tube that flared out at one of the ends. The other was an average sized woman wearing a tealish-blue equivalent of the man's jumpsuit, but with a hood and red goggles, who seemed to be reading some blueprints. The large man was pressing a red button on the tube furiously.
"I don't get it!" the man said, frustrated with the apparent failure "The calculations were absolutely right! How could it not work?"
"Jack, you put the batteries in backwards." The female pointed out "Congratulations, that's the tenth time you've done that this month."
"Maddie..." Jack said in a warning tone as he rearranged the batteries. After that, he presses the red button and a beam of pure white light came flowing from the flared end of the silvery tube. Just as Jack was about to celebrate his newfound success, the teenage boy butted in.
"Hey dad," the boy asked "Sam had a argument with her parents and she was wondering if she could stay here for the night."
"Do your parent know about this, Sam?" Maddie asked.
"Err...yeah," Sam said, "They're good with it."
"Well in that case, of course you can stay!" Jack said happily "But on one condition."
"What?" Sam asked.
"You have to witness my new invention!" Jack said gleefully as he cocked his head upwards towards the staircase. "Hey, Jazz! Come down here, my new invention's finished!" A teenage girl with long orange hair and teal eyes came walking down the stairs with a skeptical look on her face. She was wearing a black long sleeve shirt, black slip on shoes, teal Capris, and a teal headband.
"Dad, tell me this is not another one of your lunatic inventions." The girl moaned.
"Jazz, I'm actually a bit surprised you think that this is so abnormal," Maddie explained "We make a new ghost invention about every other week."
"Then how come every day you always seem to finish a new one?" Jazz asked.
"Because you're mother procrastinates." Jack answers.
"Really?" Maddie asked playfully, "Then would you care to explain this?" She held up a sandwich covered with green fuzz.
"What's that?" the boy asked suspiciously.
"A snack your father made last week and never ate." Maddie answered. A disturbed bout of silence filled the room, until Jack finally cleared his throat.
"As I was saying earlier," Jack started "Your mother and I just finished our newest invention!" He proudly held up the oddly shaped tube with a bed button. "I call it, The Fenton Flashlight(1)!"
"The what?" Sam asked, lifting up and eyebrow in confusion.
"The Fenton Flashlight! Thanks to a special type of ectoplasmic filament in the light bulb, the light from this flashlight can paralyze any ghost it touches for a few hours!"
"Any ghost it touches?" the black haired boy asked nervously while jittering and working up a cold sweat.
"Yep, any ghost the light touches." Jack said as he turned on the flashlight. The boy started inching away from his parents.
"Um...I'll be in my room!" he said frantically.
"Why the rush, son?" Jack asked while pointing the light in the boy's direction. "You're not a ghost are you?" The boy didn't answer, because when the light hit his body, he suddenly stopped running. It was as if the light had caused him to turn into a statue, assuming that statues had peach pliable skin. Jack walked over to his son and waved a hand in his face.
"Are you all right?" Jack asked, still waving his hand. "Hello? Are you in there?" Sam quickly grabbed the boy and started dragging him up the stairs.
"Sorry about that, Mr. Fenton," Sam said hurriedly "But Danny's had a rough day, and he really needs his rest, so I'd better take him upstairs!"
"You're not going to be doing anything up there?" Maddie asked suspiciously. "Are you?"
"Of course not!" Sam answered as she dragged the Danny into his room. Jack stood there pensively as he rubbed his chin with his hand. His face slowly light up with horrifying realization.
"My Fenton Flashlight affected Danny," he said surprised "That could only mean one thing." Maddie gulped and Jazz nervously twiddled her thumbs.
"It could only mean that my son...is the best actor I've ever seen in my life!"
Maddie and Jazz didn't really know whether to sigh in relief or to call Jack a moron.
Review thanking time!
BlackJagan: So far your fic seems pretty good. Shame most of the guys are gonna die. But WHY did you kill Vlad FIRST!? I'M and AVID VLAD FAN!!! (Chases BlackJagan with giant mallet) Oh, and you get a SpongeBob plushie.
Khrystiana: Yeah, Sam has bad parents. You get a Jimmy Neutron plushie.
Shaadra-shadow: Thanks! You get a Timmy Turner plushie.
WormmonABC: What makes you think my parents are against Harry Potter? Just asking? You get a Snap plushie.
Cheerin4danny: Thanks for the sites! You get a Jenny plushie.
Ghostly Hamburger: No, that's not the special thing. But you're pretty close. You get a Danny Phantom plushie.
Jacks Ghost Girl: Tucker'll probably overreact, or maybe he won't. Depends on whether the emotion-eating ghost attacks him or not. You get a Ginger Foutley plushie. And no, that wasn't the special thing hidden either. I didn't even know about the duck in Animal Crossing.
WrommonABC: ...Google never occurred to me. But rest assured, I will Google the 80's lingo that will probably be needed in Frayed Timeline. You get a Tommy Pickles plushie.
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