Okay, I decided I kept you guys hanging way too long. I had some more "off time" after one of our professors made us participate in some "research study" at our university and let us out early. Yee haw!

I hope you like it!

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Timmy awoke the following morning to the smell of bacon and eggs being cooked downstairs. The one positive thing about being here was all the good food that Vicky's aunt cooked. He looked over at his goldfish and saw they were still asleep, floating contently, and unconsciously smiling as they were snuggled next to each other inside the little plastic castle within the fishbowl. Timmy grinned, and thought how they were the perfect couple.

He dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast to find Tootie already at the table waiting for him. He noticed her face light up when she saw him.

"GOOD MORNING TIMMY!" she beamed as she ran over to give him a hug. Timmy held up his restraining order that he had forgotten that he had. She stopped, practically in mid-air, and frowned as she sat at the table.

"Good morning to you too, Tootie," Timmy said as he snickered to himself.

"Well, I see you finally woke up," Aunt Lisa piped cheerfully to Timmy. I hope no ghosts had anything to do with it," she added and chuckled aloud as Tootie's mother overheard and joined in. Timmy glared. "You still woke up before everyone else, though."

"That was such a cute story you two told us all last night," Vicky's mom declared to Timmy. "We all needed a laugh."

Timmy was about to protest her comment, but decided it was a mute point. Dash's parents were just like his own in that they never seemed to believe what a 10-year old kid said to them. He saw that Tootie didn't push the subject either. She was just happy to sit and watch her 'true love' from across the table. The boy sighed as he reached for some bacon. Perhaps it was a good thing that no one believed him. At least today he would wish to see another ghost.

A loud, obnoxious yawn interrupted his thoughts as he saw Dash saunter down from his room still clad in his plaid pajamas. 'Good mornings' were exchanged amongst the non-sleeping family members, and soon Vicky followed; still half-asleep, she looked more dangerous than ever. Instead of a happy greeting, she simply grunted to acknowledge her family's presence. They merely nodded and didn't say anything. (Better safe than sorry!)

After he had finished his meal, Timmy brushed his teeth and returned to his room before Tootie had a chance to follow him. He shut the door behind him and locked it once again. He turned to his fish and saw them slowly opening their eyes.

"Way to oversleep, you guys," Timmy chuckled.

"Well, good morning Timmy!" Wanda piped up. "Did you sleep well?"

"Oh, yeah. I thought I saw something outside the window last night, but I must have imagined it."

"Well that's nice, I suppose," Wanda said as she 'poofed' into her normal fairy form. Cosmo yawned and followed her example as he transformed into his green-haired self and the two floated above the vanity.

"Well, it's Saturday, and you know what that means!" Timmy said happily.

"Wishes galore!" Wanda and Cosmo said joyfully.

"And I already know what I'm going to wish for," Timmy exclaimed.

"What's that, sport?" Wanda asked. She grabbed her wand and held it at the ready, as did Cosmo.

"I wish I could meet another ghost!"

A light went on in Cosmo's head as if he suddenly remembered something. "Ooh! Ooh! Let me grant this one!" He waved his wand, and in a puff of fairy dust, a sleeping boy wearing pajamas appeared in front of them on the floor. It was Danny Fenton.

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A few moments earlier...

Crocker waited outside the Fenton's house until the sun slowly made its appearance the following morning. With his eye still on the readout screen, he saw that the arrow was pointed to a window on the second floor. "Oh this is perfect!" He cried. "I'll get you, FAIRIES!" He scrambled back into the driver's seat of his van and pressed yet another button on the dashboard. The outward façade became that of an ice cream truck.

"No, that's not what I need," the school teacher whined, and pressed one more button. The truck transformed yet again and was now the shape of a cherry-picker, complete with an extendable ladder folded along the roof. The man quickly put on a costume that made him appear like a maintenance worker who repairs cable wires on telephone poles. With the scanner in hand, and a disposable camera, he made his way into the basket at the end of the extendable ladder and, grasping the controls, allowed it to lift him up to the second-floor window. He peered inside and saw a sleeping teenage boy.

"What is this? I didn't go through all this trouble to find some snoozing kid!" He said to himself as he looked around for the fairies. As he mumbled frustratedly to himself, the boy simply vanished out of thin air, leaving nothing but his wrinkled sheets where he had been seconds earlier.

"EGADS!" Crocker said elatedly. "I had no idea fairies were disguising themselves as humans and living amongst us, now! This is incredible! At least I now know where one is living. I wonder if he was onto me in the first place." He looked back at the screen, and saw the arrow pointing in the opposite direction. "Ah ha! I'm onto you, fairy boy! I'll get you and force you to make me ruler of the world! HA HA HA! Then I'll get Turner's fairies too!"

"Uh, excuse me?" he heard someone say, and looked down. He saw a rather large man wearing an orange lab suit standing next to the truck looking up at him with a questioning look. "Is there a problem, sir?"

"Um, your telephone wires needed to be fixed. I just finished," Crocker replied, lying through his teeth.

"Really?" The man stood dumbfounded. I was unaware of a problem, but thank you." He went back inside, and Crocker smiled.

"Now, to find you, FAIRY!" he said evilly as he pressed a button and brought himself back down. He took off the maintenance jacket and buckled himself into the front seat, turning the ignition. He drove off following the arrow, and cackling to himself that way only Denzel Crocker could.

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"Cosmo, what did you do? Why is he here?" Timmy asked. Wanda looked angry again.

"One more minute mom," the black-haired teenager muttered under his breath, with his eyes still closed. His hair was messy, and he unconsciously tried to pull the sheets up over his head. Since he was no longer in his warm bed, the blankets were not there, so he rolled onto his side and drew his knees to his chest to stay warm. He started snoring again.

Wanda groaned. "I'll send him back before he wakes up. Luckily he likes to oversleep."

"But he's a ghost!" Cosmo exclaimed. "I saw him!"

"That's crazy!" Wanda started, but then noticed a pink mist emanate from the boy's mouth. "What was that?" she asked in amazement. Danny started to groan, and when his body started tingling, it was enough to get him to stir.

"Aw, man," he groaned.

"Quick, you guys! Change back into fish before he sees you!" Timmy said, obviously scared. The two fairies complied as Danny opened his eyes.

"What the - ?" he started as he looked around. "Darn! I must have fallen out of bed again." Groggily he sat up and looked around. He turned and saw Timmy looking right at him.
"Ahh! Why are you in my room?" He looked around and realized he wasn't where he thought he was. "What am I doing here?! Why am I in your house? Wait, this is Dash's house!" Oh no, I have to get out of here!" He shot bolt upright and saw Timmy still staring at him. The pink mist came out of his mouth again. The teen gasped, froze, and turned away.

"All right, what's going on!" both he and Timmy said at the exact same time to each other.

"What do you mean?" Timmy asked, as if he had no reason to ask this.

"Like, why am I here? I know I don't sleepwalk. I also know there's something funny about you that I can't put my finger on." The boy said a bit angrily. "Are you some kind of ghost or something?"

"I think I'm the one who should be asking that," Timmy replied coyly.

Danny's expression instantly went to that of panic. "Um, what did I do in my sleep?" he asked quietly, not wanting anyone else in the house to hear him.

"Well, for one thing, there was that pink mist that came out of your mouth." Timmy answered coolly.

"I was, uh, cold without my blankets," the boy thought up a quick fib. "Maybe the light was playing tricks on you."

"Oh. Well, I- "

"Listen, Timmy. I don't know how I got here, but I need to get home NOW."

"Um, okay then. You can just sneak out the door- "

"HEY TIMMY!" an all-familiar high pitched voice called from behind the door as if on cue. Of course it had to be Tootie. "Are you in there?" She rapped loudly on the door.

"Oh no! I can't let anyone see you!" Timmy said.

"No duh," Danny said nervously, still confused about what he was doing there in the first place.

"TIMMY TURNER!" the small boy heard as another voice screeched his name loudly. This time it was Vicky. "My sister wants to play with you, and you'd better come out and play with her. Dash and I are leaving soon, and if you don't come out, you can be our football!" Timmy winced and backed away from the door.

"You ready to go, Vicky?" the two could hear the Jock outside the door as well.

"Yeah, I'm just waiting for Timmy to come out so I don't have to watch the two twerps," Vicky replied to him.

"Oh, I'll wait here with you then," the boys heard Dash reply.

"Great, all my least favorite people are right outside the door," Timmy said.

"I can't let Dash catch me in his house!" Danny replied fearfully. He knew there was only one way he could get out without being seen. He didn't want to see Timmy made into a football, either. This was the worse thing that could have happened to him, and he was stuck with a difficult dilemma. Finally, when it seemed Vicky was about to knock the door down, Danny gave in. "All right, Timmy. If I tell you a secret, you have to tell me yours. Do you want to get out of here?"

Timmy looked worriedly at the door, and nodded his head as he tried to come up with something to tell him.

"Okay," Danny said. "Now don't let this scare you." Danny concentrated and a ring of pure blue energy formed halfway up his body. The ring split in two, and each one moved opposite each other, transforming the boy into a ghost, who hovered before the amazed Timmy Turner.

"So you are a ghost!" Timmy said still in awe. "Cosmo was- " he froze and covered his mouth. Danny smiled and held Timmy's hand. A strange sensation came over the boy- a brief deathly coldness overtook him, but then subsided. He looked at himself, and realized he couldn't. They both were now invisible! He felt Danny pick him up and flew at the wall.

"Oh my gosh, Cosmo! We have to follow him!" Wanda exclaimed, as the two poofed outside, and reappeared as mailboxes.

"Stop! You're going to hit the wall!" Timmy cried, but they were already outside. "Hey, how did that happen? Did we just fly through the wall?"

"Yup," Danny said, as he concentrated again, turning them both visible as he flew down. Timmy noted his now white hair, glowing green eyes, and black lab suit. As soon as they landed, Danny changed back to his normal self again before they were seen, breathing a sigh of relief that Dash hadn't seen him in his house. Standing before Timmy in his pajamas once again, he said "now it's your turn."

"Well, I'm uh, I'm..." he stuttered slowly.

"Come on, can't be worse than me," Danny said jokingly.

"Um, heh heh. I'm lactose intolerant." Timmy said in a serious tone. "Why do you think I'm a ghost anyway?"

"Well, for one thing, I can sense them, and I have been sensing something strange about you." the teen replied as an angry driver rolled down his window from the street and yelled at him to put some real clothes on. Danny ignored him and continued staring at Timmy. "You're not lactose intolerant."

"Well, that's my secret, and if you don't like it, tough!" Timmy said. "At least I'll keep yours."

Danny stopped, and a gentler look came across his face. "Really? Thanks." The teen then laughed. "If Dash found out, I don't know what I'd do."

"Don't worry," Timmy said.

"See you around, then?" Danny said as he turned to head for home.

"Yeah," Timmy said. He watched Danny turn the corner, completely thrilled about what had just happened. He had made a friend with a ghost, or at least a half/ghost. He figured he should take a walk, wait for Dash and Vicky to leave, then return to his godparents.

"Hey Timmy!" Cosmo said as a green mailbox. The boy looked up and saw two mail boxes smiling at him; one green the other pink.

"There you are, you guys! Did you see that?"

"Yeah. Danny seems pretty nice... for a ghost," Wanda said. She suddenly displayed a look of terror as she saw a figure approach.

"There you are, fairy!" A booming voice called. It was Skulker, looking intently at his tracker's screen.

"Hey Jorgen!" Cosmo yelled again, changing back into his fairy form and waving.

"Cosmo, hide! That's not Jorgen!" Wanda yelled, instantly realizing she just gave herself away. Skulker whirled around and looked at her, raising his cannon.

"STOP!" Timmy called, but Skulker just pushed him away.

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As Danny approached his house, he froze. His ghost sense had just gone off, and he immediately started to rush back to where he had just come from.

"Hey, Danny!" he heard two voices call as he passed. It was Sam and Tucker. "You're out early."

"Nice pajamas," Tucker called as he passed.

"Guys, ghost trouble!" their friend called back.

"I guess we should help out, then," Sam said, and Tucker nodded. They rounded the corner, and gasped in disbelief. Skulker was towering over Timmy who seemed to have fallen on the ground, and there were two little creatures frozen with fear in front of him. One had pink hair, the other's was green. Danny's breath turned pink and then blue.

"Are those...fairies?" all three asked aloud, astounded.

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Well, it happened. Please review to let me know what you think, and I'll try to update soon. I guess I should really write my paper, but procrastinating is WAY too much fun!

I know I didn't mention Vlad, but I promise he is coming. There is only so much I can do in one chapter without it becoming ridiculous, ya know!

"Fright Knight" airs on Friday! (In the U.S. at least!) Happy Halloween to everyone if I don't get a chance to update before then!