Here's the second chapter! A new character is getting introduced here. She's made up by me.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Danny Phantom.
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They came to an old, small, abandoned-looking house. "Are you sure this is it?" Tucker asked skeptically.
"Yep," Danny said, re-checking that they were at 51 Main Street. He then reached over and rang the doorbell.
A girl opened the door. She was tall, and had long, dark brown hair, and bright green eyes. When she saw the three people on her doorstep, she raised an eyebrow. "What?" she said in monotone, almost like she had this happen to her every day and was sick of it.
"Uh… we found this package on the ground," Danny said, realizing how awkward it sounded. What would you think if someone was holding a package addressed to you, and went with such a stupid story as 'they found it on the ground'? But, of course, he couldn't explain a ghost had stolen it from her. "It's… uh… addressed to you."
Her mood seemed to brighten. "Oh! I've been waiting for this for a week!" she exclaimed happily. "Thank you!" She then looked at each of them. "I don't mean to be rude, but who are you? I'm Charlotte. Charlotte Renton."
"Oh. I'm Danny," Danny said. "And these are my friends Tucker and Sam."
"Hey," Tucker said, "we were just heading over for ice cream. Want to come?"
Sam and Danny looked at him, a little surprised that he offered for her to come. They shrugged at each other.
"Oh! That sounds cool," Charlotte said.
All four of them walked over to the ice cream place down the street. It turned out Charlotte was another techno geek (even though she didn't look like one), so, therefore, Tucker spent the whole time showing her his PDA. Danny, however, cut in. He wanted to know more about Charlotte. Somehow she seemed a little weird to him. He didn't know what it was, but he intended to find out.
"So, are you new here?"
"Yeah. I moved here a month ago," she said. "I'm going to go to Casper High this school year. Is that where you go to school?"
"Yeah. Unfortunately," Danny added under his breath. Charlotte laughed.
"Oh no," Tucker said, noticing Dash and Kwan walk in. However, once their eyes fell on Sam, they glanced at each other, and then left quickly. Danny started laughing, and soon they were all laughing, leaving a confused Charlotte looking around, trying to see what was funny.
"Long story," Danny said, but the next minute he found himself telling her how Sam punched Dash. Then all four of them were laughing, while Charlotte was trying to picture a tough guy, like Dash, being punched by a girl.
They all ate their ice cream, and about an hour later Charlotte said she had to get home. So the three continued to Sam's house, where they all found themselves talking about Charlotte.
"I can't believe I found another techno geek," Tucker said.
"I can't believe she actually didn't think we were total weirdos," Sam said, laughing.
"I don't know," Danny said. "She kind of gave me the creeps."
"Gave you the creeps?" Tucker said, laughing. "Man, you fight ghosts. And you're scared of some girl?"
"I'm not scared of her," Danny said defensively. "I just...sense that something's not right with her. Like she's a ghost or something."
"Come on, she is not a ghost. She doesn't even look like one!" Sam said, looking at him, a small smile on her face.
"Well, neither do I," Danny said grimly.
The two were at loss for words for a moment.
"But your ghost sense didn't go off," Tucker pointed out, breaking the silence.
"True…but I still think there's something odd about her."
Then Sam changed the subject, with Danny still trying to figure out what was wrong. About an hour later, Danny and Tucker went to their houses; Danny still wondering why he felt there wasn't something quite right about this new girl.
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"Danny, wake up. Danny! DANNY!"
"Huh? What?" Danny sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes. "Why so early?"
A disgruntled Jazz in the doorway rolled her eyes. "Dad's all excited about some invention he made. He told me to wake you up. Why do we have such weird parents?"
Danny just grunted something that Jazz couldn't hear. In a couple minutes he dressed, and he was being dragged down to the lab by Jazz, who was mumbling the whole way how ghosts didn't exist. Danny wasn't listening, and instead was dreaming of the days where he wasn't woken up to the sound of some new ghost-catching device.
"There you are," Jack Fenton said, noticing Danny and Jazz walk in. "Behold – the Fenton Ghost Extinguisher." Danny and Jazz raised an eyebrow at the machine, which looked just like an ordinary fire extinguisher.
"Dad…that's a fire extinguisher," Jazz said.
"No, it isn't! It's the Fenton Ghost Extinguisher, which sprays powerful foam over ghosts and immediately paralyzes them." Danny winced. He didn't even want to know how painful it would be if someone shot that stuff all over him. "It does --"
BEEP. BEEP.
A small silver object attached to Jack's belt started beeping. Danny recognized it as the Fenton Ghost Detector. "We've got a ghost on our hands!" Jack said excitedly. "Come on, Maddie, we'll catch it this time – and bring the Fenton Ghost Extinguisher!" They rushed out of the room.
"Why do we have such weird parents?" Jazz and Danny said in unison.
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"That sounds harsh."
Sam, Danny, and Tucker were walking down the street later that evening. Danny was explaining the new invention that his dad had made – the Fenton Ghost Extinguisher – to Sam and Tucker. Danny sighed. "It seems every day their technology is getting more and more advanced. One of these days they're going to find me."
"So what? If they do --" Tucker started.
"Tucker, if they know, they'll treat my like a lab rat! They'll conduct all experiments on me!" Danny said in despair. "They'll try each one of their inventions on me! And not only that! They'll treat me like a baby, and flip out every time I battle a ghost!"
"It can't be that bad --" Tucker started saying, but he stopped at the sight of blue mist coming out of Danny's mouth. Danny shivered, but then immediately came to his senses and ran towards the source.
