Reluctantly Danny flew back to school. Not that he really wanted to since his day was pretty much shot and he seriously did consider skipping for a few minutes but he knew that he had to talk to Sam and Tucker, not to mention Mr. Lancer. Soon the unfriendly brick building loomed in the distance and he went intangible to go inside. He transformed back into his human for inside of the supply closet and hesitantly joined the river of students that had just started to flow back to their classes.

Danny jumped as a hand was placed on his shoulder. "Relax Daniel," Mr. Lancer said. "I want to see you after school."

Danny did anything but relax at that statement and nodded soundlessly at his teacher.

Mr. Lancer nodded and moved on, taking care to hand out a few detentions on his way back to class.

"Danny!" Danny heard Sam's voice from behind him and spun around to face his pretty goth friend.

"Sam," Danny said in a relieved voice. "You won't believe what happened."

"Well, we want to hear it anyway," Tucker said. "Did you know that you set the whole school on its ear? Everyone is questioning whether "Inviso-Bill" is a bad guy or not cause he saved us from the scary vampire ghost."

"Vampire?" Danny asked. Then what Tucker said hit him, "Wait, they don't think I'm evil anymore?"

Sam put her hand on his shoulder and said, "Danny,don't get you're hopes up."

"I know," Danny sighed.

"Why do you have to be such a spoil sport Sam?" Tucker asked in a bossy tone.

"Maybe cause I don't want to see Danny get hurt," she retorted.

"Guys, not now. Listen, something happened before I fought Vlad," Danny said and lowered his voice. "Mr. Lancer knows."

"What!" Tucker and Sam said simultaneously.

"You transformed in front of him?" Tucker asked unbelievingly.

"I didn't have a choice!" Danny said. "He threatened to drag me to the office to call the police! It was either tell him or let Vlad destroy the school."

"You know…" Tucker started but Sam elbowed him.

"Okay, how did he take it?" she asked.

"Better then I thought he would. Seriously I thought he was going to turn me to my parents," Danny said. "I still have to see him after school though."

"We'll wait," Sam said.

"Oh no you won't. No one is doing anything to put themselves in danger. I have no idea what Vlad is planning next and none of is can be to careful. I'm sure he knows about you guys."

Sam and Tucker exchanged worried glances. "Fine, but you HAVE to call us after you get home. Unlike last time," Sam said. "If you don't I'm not letting you out of my sites again."

Danny nodded, "Fair enough."

The bell gave a loud ring just then and they arrived to their destination. "Yay for homeroom," Danny said dryly.

"Would you rather be in classes?" Tucker asked.

"Not really," Danny admitted.

"Then stop complaining and enjoy a pleasant side effect from your fighting for once," Tucker said, leaning back in his desk and putting his feet on the top.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Danny went to Mr. Lancer's room and poised his fist to knock on the door. But before he could he heard a faint, "Come in."

He opened the door and poked his head in, "Hey Mr. Lancer." He smiled weakly, "You said you wanted to talk to me?"

"Please sit down Mr. Fenton," Mr. Lancer said in a cool voice.

Danny gulped and sat down in the hard wood seat in front of Mr. Lancer's desk.

"I have no idea what you were thinking when you went to fight and I'm not going to ask you what you've been doing lately to get the reputation you have," Mr. Lancer started.

"Look, the whole Public Enemy #1 thing is not my fault," Danny started but was cut off by Mr. Lancer holding up his hand.

"Mr. Fenton, it has become clear to me that you are not quite what you seem in class. Care to at least tell me what happened? We'll leave all previous," his mouth twists, "Knowledge out of it for the time being."

Danny gave a sigh of relief and recounted the blurry memory of the day that he got his ghost powers. "Well, what happened was for the past, three years or so my parents have been working on this really big invention. They said it was going to show another dimension and blah blah. Jazz didn't believe it and neither did I, but one day they finished it. Jazz ran away," Danny smiled sarcastically. "In retrospect I should have probably joined her. Anyway, mom and dad dragged me down to see them throw the switch and when it didn't work they looked really…" Danny sighed. "Upset.

"I mean, I'd be too if something that I had just worked for three years on didn't work. Anyways they left the room and since I'm pretty good at fixing things I thought maybe I'd give it a shot. I went inside and pressed something the next thing I knew I woke up looking like, well you know."

Mr. Lancer listened to the story intently and sighed at its conclusion. "So, you became half ghost because you tried to fix one of your parents inventions?"

Danny laughed nervously, "Yeah, it sounds kinda like a dumb thing to do now that I look back on it."

Mr. Lancer groaned and massaged his temples. "Daniel, I never want to experience what goes on in a teenager's head ever again but sometimes I wish I could just to see what on earth some of my students are thinking when they make some of the decisions they do."

Danny looked down at the floor.

"However, how you decided to deal with the consequences showed a rare bout of good insight from you, Mr. Fenton."

Danny smiled and Mr. Lancer cleared his throat. "Since you apparently have had no adult supervision, I'm going to be making sure you don't hurt yourself for the time being. That is until you decide to tell your parents."

Danny looked at him a bit surprised. "You're not going to tell mom and dad?"

Mr. Lancer coughed, "All circumstances aside, I don't think it's my place to force a student to tell their parents something so," he paused, "monumental."

Danny gave him a relived smile. "Thanks Mr. Lancer."

"Does anyone else know?" he asked.

"Sam and Tuck, that's it," Danny said.

"Okay, next time you go out I want to know where okay?"

Danny winced, "But…"

"Look, I know you may not like it but has it ever occurred to you what might happen if you or one of your friends gets hurt and you can't get them to the hospital?"

Danny blinked. Certainly the thought had never crossed his mind, but Mr. Lancer was right, none of them could drive. Yes he could fly, but what if he couldn't? Or what if he was the person who was hurt?

"I won't come with you on any of your little excursions," Mr. Lancer said. "But you must at least tell me. That way if something does happen I'll be at least notified of what's going on."

Danny nodded, "All right. I promise."

"Good, now I need to grade some papers, you are excused," Mr. Lancer said.

Danny walked out of the room and let out a breath that he didn't even know he was holding. "That could have been a lot worse," he reminded himself.

Danny went home and ran upstairs before his parents could catch him. He shut his door and flopped on his bed face first. He was almost asleep when his phone rang.

He picked it up and said, "Hello?"

"Danny, are you home yet?" Sam asked.

"Huh?" Danny slapped his forehead for forgetting to call Sam and Tucker. "Y-yeah, I'm home. Nothing really bad happened. Mr. Lancer just told me to tell him when I'm going to fight."

Sam gave a sigh of relief. "Well, that could have been worse."

Danny nodded, "I know. Anyways, Sam do you mind if I go to sleep? I'm really tired."

Sam smiled into the phone and realized just how tired Danny sounded. "Sure Danny, I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow," Danny said and hung up. He took a shower and jumped into bed before his parents could question him about the long day.

He just wasn't in the mood.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Kinda short, but then again I'm kinda tired. Finals are two weeks away and my updates might slow down until they're over.