A million thoughts raced through Danny's head while Timmy looked him up and down. Timmy gasped with delight, "You're a superhero?" he asked in a high pitched voice.

"I… ummm…" Danny tried hard to think of an excuse, "Well you see…"

"Oh my gosh, that is so COOL!" Timmy cheered.

Danny blinked, "It is?"

Timmy nodded fervently. "Yeah, oh my gosh, I know a real live superhero! I can't believe it!"

"Timmy, you can't tell anyone," Danny said quickly.

"Oh, I know! I know all about secret identities, like the Crimson Chin and Ektoplasma Man," Timmy said happily.

"Timmy this isn't a comic book…" Danny started but they were interrupted by Mr. Lancer's voice echoing through the now empty museum halls.

"Where is Mr. Fenton!" he yelled.

Danny gulped, "Uh oh," he said and grabbed Timmy's hand pulling him out of the museum. "Mr. Lancer?" he called out tentatively.

Mr. Lancer whirled on Danny. "Just where have you been?" he yelled.

"I, ummm…"

"I thought I made it clear to evacuate the building when I gave the warning, what on earth were you doing in there?"

"Well you see…" Danny started.

"It's my fault," Timmy said pretending to look guilty.

"Come again?" Mr. Lancer asked.

"Well, you see, I wanted to see what was going on so I stayed behind and since Danny was my buddy he came to look for me," Timmy said in what he hoped was a sad voice.

Even Mr. Lancer couldn't yell at a 10 year old. "Well," he coughed. "Very well, but you better watch yourself Mr. Fenton. I'm going to make a call to all the children's parents; the public transportation is down because of the attack. Something about terrorist threats…" he muttered as he walked off.

"Thanks," Danny said letting out a huge breath.

"I helped a superhero!" Timmy squeaked.

"Shhh…" Danny said. "Not so loud."

"Sorry," Timmy said. "But man was that cool!"

Danny laughed; it was nice to actually impress someone with his powers for once.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

It was nearing 6 pm and Tucker and Sam had already left when their parents came to pick them up. They said goodbye to Danny and Timmy and Sam told Danny she'd call him later. And that was that, at 6 there was only Jazz, Danny and Timmy waiting in front of the museum.

"You guys don't have to wait with me," Timmy said.

"We don't mind," Jazz smiled. "I don't think it would be very nice to leave you here with Mr. Lancer."

Danny laughed quietly.

Timmy sighed; he wondered what was taking his parents so long. Mr. Lancer walked by with a cell phone in his hand. Everyone looked up at him with the same expression of 'Well?'

Mr. Lancer coughed. "I just got off the phone with your parents Mr. Turner, it seems that they have left on a weekend vacation and were expecting for you to be brought home to be babysat."

Timmy's eyes widened.

"Now, seeing as how we can't leave you here it seems that I will just have to drive you home," Mr. Lancer finished.

Timmy gulped nervously. Home? To Vicky? What did he do to deserve that?

Jazz looked at Timmy's terrified expression and got an idea. "Mr. Lancer, it's late and the traffic is really bad because of whatever happened in the museum today," she said giving Danny a sidelong glance. "Why don't Danny and I take Timmy home for the weekend and drop him off back at his place when this is all over?" she suggested.

"I like that plan," Timmy said very quickly.

Mr. Lancer blinked. "Well… technically if I got permission from all of your parents it shouldn't be a problem."

Timmy jumped up and grabbed the cell phone Mr. Lancer was holding. "Can I borrow this?" he asked.

Mr. Lancer nodded with a somewhat dark look on his face.

Timmy dialed his parents' cell phone number which he knew by heart because of all the times that Vicky would babysit him and he would call to ask how much longer it would be until they got back. His mom picked up the phone, "Mom?" he asked.

"Timmy? Is everything all right?" she replied.

"Everything is fine. Listen, my buddy Danny and his older sister have said I could stay at their house so it isn't as much of a hassle for me to get home, can I stay please?" he begged.

"I don't know…" his mom replied. "I'd rather have you stay with someone we know."

"Awww, but mom, it's far away and it would be easier, pleaaaaaase?" he drew it out in his very good 'I'm 10 and I can still beg without any conscious bothering me' voice.

"Well, I guess. Just make sure to call us every day, all right sweetie?"

"Yes!" Timmy said.

"All right, talk to you later, love you," his mom said.

"Bye Timmy!" his dad yelled.

"Bye mom, bye dad love you too!" he said and hung up the phone. "YES!" he cheered.

"Do you not like your babysitter or something?" Danny asked.

"No one likes my babysitter," Timmy muttered.

Jazz hung up her cell phone. "It's fine with mom and dad."

"Well, now that that's all settled, I guess we all better get going," Mr. Lancer said dryly and got into his car.

The threesome got into Jazz's car and Jazz smiled. "Well, this day has been full of surprises."

"You have no idea," Timmy and Danny said together.

Jazz smiled and turned the key in the ignition, then she made a quick detour by the ice-cream stand.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

When they finally got home Maddie and Jack were in the basement working on their latest invention. "If we go upstairs quietly maybe they won't notice," Jazz said softly.

"Good idea," Danny nodded.

"Why are you whispering?" Timmy asked.

Danny and Jazz both went "Shhhh," at the same time and as if by magic Maddie and Jack started coming upstairs.

"Darn it," Jazz hissed.

Maddie came out first and Timmy was a tad intimidated by the woman in the skintight suit with a hood and goggles. He wasn't even sure if she had eyes. Then came Jack who was just big.

"Hello dear!" Maddie said looking at Timmy. Timmy unconsciously edged behind Danny's legs. Maddie realized her mistake and smiled, she took off her hood and Timmy saw that she had short red hair and kind blue eyes. "Don't worry, I don't bite," she winked.

Timmy smiled in return.

"Where have you been?" Jack asked.

"We got some ice cream," Jazz said.

"Ooooooh, did you get me some?" Jack asked.

"No, I only have so much money dad," Jazz said in a slightly annoyed voice.

"Awwww," Jack sounded disappointed to the point of hilarity. Timmy tried not to laugh at the exchange.

"Well, we just came up for a snack. We're going to be down there for awhile," Maddie said.

"New invention?" Danny asked.

"Yeup, and it's a nice one too!" Jack said excitedly.

Danny and Jazz exchanged nervous glances. Danny, thinking Jazz was nervous because their parents' inventions had a very bad habit of blowing up.

"Inventions?" Timmy asked.

"Yes dear, you see, Jack and I are ghost hunters," Maddie smiled.

"Ghost hunters?" he said in a shocked voice. Then he looked at Danny who gave him a 'who knew' kind of shrug.

"What does this invention do?" Jazz asked.

Maddie gave her daughter a mysterious grin, "It's a secret," she said and walked into the kitchen.

"Of course it is," Danny said dryly.

Jack laughed, "You'll see it when it's done," he said and followed Maddie.

Danny and Jazz took the opening and ran upstairs with Timmy right behind them.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO

New chappie! Hope you liked it :3