Sorry again for the sluggish update. If it weren't for the fact I get to go to school late, this might not be updated at all. I'm still getting accustomed to all of the homework and trying to squeeze in time for the fic. The Grim Grotto came out yesterday, but I couldn't get it because the bookstore I reserved it at is too far away and my mom has classes and I can't drive. Hopefully I'll be able to get it this weekend though.
Speaking of which, I've been thinking of writing a Danny Phantom parody of A Series of Unfortunate Events. I have a basic idea of who the characters should be (although, in retrospect, I think that Desiree would have been a better Madame Lulu than Tocuna. Aw well, maybe Harriet could be Madame Lulu...) but do you think I should write it? Or would that ruin both medias? I'd better get to the story now, I'm kinda tired and I might go on a tangent if I continue any longer.
Disclaimer: I'm too tired to own Danny Phantom right now.
Tangent: My sense of humor is not unlike that of Lemony Snicket's. I also did a parody poster of AsoUE and DP. You can find it here: www(dot)deviantart(dot)com(slash)deviation(slash)10541097(slash)
Like Mom and Apple Pie
Sam, Danny, and Tucker were in the mall, eating in the food court. Tucker was trying to con Danny out of his fries, Danny was telling Tucker that he was perfectly capable of buying fries himself, and Sam was thinking about what Danny had talked about earlier.
"Get your own fires!" Danny exclaimed.
"But I love fries!" Tucker whined. "And I only have fifty cents!"
"Then get mozzarella sticks!" Danny answered.
"What? Mozzarella sticks don't cost fifty cents!" Tucker said. Danny just held up a flyer that said, "Special bargain at the Fast-E-Mart Concession Stands! Mozzarella Sticks are now only forty-nine cents!"
"But their mozzarella sticks taste awful!" Tucker retorted. "I like the ones from Backgammon's Pizza." At this remark, Danny held up another flyer that said, "Come to Backgammon's Pizza! Mozzarella sticks on sale for forty-eight cents!"
"But it doesn't cost fifty cents." Tucker said smugly.
"As much as I'd hate to interrupt your riveting debate over fries and mozzarella sticks." Sam interjected sarcastically. "I think you both would like to know that my secret admirer sent me another note." She reached into her backpack and pulled out another letter.
"Ooh! Looks like Danny has some competition!" Tucker joked.
"Whaddaya mean competition?" Danny asked angrily.
"Admit it, you're in love with Sam!" Tucker continued.
"Am not!" Danny snapped.
"Then why are you so flustered?"
"Ummm..." Danny hesitated "...What's the letter say?" Sam cleared her throat while she unfolded the letter.
"'My Dearest Samantha,'" Sam began "Oh, gee. How original. 'After getting some counseling from an expert in love I now what to do. I have decided to become your quote unquote phantom guardian. If you are ever in grave peril and if Danny Phantom is unable to help, then I will be more than happy to save you. Otherwise I will be watching over you, making sure that you stay out of trouble, and helping you with major science projects that you'll most likely have in the future. Unfortunately I am still to shy to show my face, but rest assured, I will be here when you need me. Sincerely, Your Secret Admirer.'"
"Is it just me," Sam asked when she finished the letter "Or are a lot of weird things happening now?"
"Like what?" Tucker asked as he snagged one of Danny's fries.
"Well, there's Danny's dad acting all romantic, Danny acting like a superhero nerd-defender, Dash acting like he's actually a human, the secret admirer letters, The Fenton Flashlight, and that new store that got built overnight." Sam listed as she took out a plate of mozzarella sticks and fries. "By the way, the secret admirer gave me this for some reason or another. You're welcome to them, Tucker."
"Sweet!" Tucker exclaimed as he grabbed the food and started munching on it. As Danny watched the grim spectacle (Tucker was eating the snacks especially fast and sloppily.) a trail of blue smoke was leaking out of his mouth and over towards one of the stores in the mall. The store was pointed gray on the outside with black vines with thorns all over the outside walls. By the store's entrance was a set of rusty gates with the thorny vines all over them. Above the gates was an ebony sign with the words "All About the Shadows" in navy blue letters and Tempus Sans ITC font. However, somebody spray painted the words "Shadow Shoppe" on the sign in blood red spray paint over the original words.
Spike was working as a cashier in All About the Shadows, which is a relatively boring job unless riots or fights break out. Besides that, it was also so extremely cold in there that he could see his own breath. He was about to take a nap when he noticed a lime green light cascading from the storage room. The light got stronger and stronger until a short, pudgy, blue man that looked like some sort of construction worker came out from the room, with a box levitating and covered with the same green light.
"I am The Box Ghost!" the floating man proclaimed, "Ruler of all things cardboard and square, and I have come to liberate my packaging brethren!" Three more boxes followed from the storage room. Under normal circumstances, Spike would have screamed like a little girl and ran out of the store if something like this ever happened. As it is, he was under a roof of a gothic store, not under normal circumstances. Also, he didn't feel particularly startled about the situation. To tell the truth, he didn't feel startled at all. Not even when that green eyed boy with white hair and a black and white jumpsuit flew into the room.
"How many times do I have to fight you?" the flying boy moaned in an exasperated tone.
"But I must liberate my fellow boxes!" The Box Ghost explained as he threw a box at the flying boy, "It is my sacred duty!"
"You sound worse than the Love Bug!" the boy said as he dodged the box. Suddenly, his hand glowed green, the boy pointed his hand at the ghost, and a lime green beam shot from his hand and hit the ghost.
"I know not of this Love Bug that you speak of!" the construction worker look alike proclaimed. "But I do know that I am The Box Ghost and I will—" He was cut off as he got sucked into a cylindrical container of some sort.
"Were you trying to sound smart?" the boy asked, "Because you weren't doing a very good job." As he slammed down a lid of some sort on the container, Spike's boss, Malorie leViolet ran out off her office, looking pretty annoyed.
"What's with all the ruckus?" Malorie snapped. She stopped for a moment when she saw the levitating boy. "Oh, I see now."
"What?" the boy asked, looking confused.
"I heard some voice saying 'I am The Box Ghost'," Malorie began "And you must have stopped him. Then again, what less can I expect from the infamous Danny Phantom?"
"Wait, you know me?" Danny asked, mildly surprised.
"Or should I say 'The Halfa', or perhaps you prefer 'Ghost Boy'." Malorie continued.
"I'm sorry about the mess in here." Danny said sheepishly.
"Eh, don't worry about it." Malorie said. "It'd probably be worse if you let The Box Ghost romp around." She walked over to a display and took off a black lanyard with a silver pentacle on it. "So, to show my gratitude for saving my store, I will let you have one item from here, free of charge." She dangled the lanyard in hi face as if she was tempting a cat with a mouse on a string.
"It's okay." Danny said. "You really don't have to do that just because a saved your store." Truth be told, he wasn't even interested in what they sold there. Malorie smile a wicked grin and draped the lanyard around Danny's neck.
"But I insist, Ghost Boy," she said seductively as she pulled the pentacle charm closer to his neck. "It's not proper etiquette to refuse an insisted offer." The pentacle charm was now so close to Danny's neck that if she pulled any tighter, she could strangle him. Despite this, Danny didn't fell intimidated or seduced. He simply felt ethical, so he flew around the store searching for something that interested him. Malorie could see that he was having a hard time choosing, so she got a Happy Noodle Boy shirt from off of one of her racks and gave it to him as she slipped the lanyard off of his neck.
"It would look so good on you." Malorie said as she took off the security tag. "And your white hair would stand out so well with it."
"Um, thank you." Danny said as he flew out of the store. Before he left, Malorie gave him a black card with twelve purple circles on it.
"A frequent buyer card." She explained, "Every time you buy an item, I punch a hole in one of the circles. When I punch out all twelve, you get twenty percent off of your next purchase."
"Why are you giving this to me?" Danny asked.
"I have a feeling that I'll be seeing you again very soon." Malorie finished as she walked back to her room, with a secretive smile on her face.
Now for the review...thanking...thing...I'm tired...I'll do it anyway though...
Firehedgehog: Snickering in a review...that's a first. You get The Bad Beginning by Lemony Snicket.
WormmonABC: Naw, they like Harry Potter. My grandfather's a Harry Potter fanatic. They just don't like the idea of three orphans that are heirs to a humungous fortune being pursued, a word which here means "stalked or chased", by a greedy, filthy count and his equally greedy but possible cleaner henchmen. And snap is a character from "Chalk Zone", and I think the plushies can be used in voodoo ceremonies. (sticks a pin in a really ugly Olaf plushie) OWCH! Of course, they might need some re-voodooing to work properly. You get The Reptile Room by Lemony Snicket.
Aura Spectre: Thanks! You get The Wide Window by Lemony Snicket.
Shaadra-shadow: It's amazing how smart people can be, and yet they have little or none common sense. You get The Miserable Mill by Lemony Snicket.
Cheerin4danny: Jenny's the robot girl from "My Life as a Teenage Robot" You get The Austere Academy by Lemony Snicket.
Ghostly Hamburger: Don't forget about the collab pic! You get The Ersatz Elevator by Lemony Snicket.
Jacks Ghost Gal: I really should have someone edit my fics before releasing them. And good luck with the dunk tank. You get The Vile Village by Lemony Snicket.
Now to take a page from Isadora Quagmire's book:
It would be very kind of you if, after you read, you would review.