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So, here is the next segment of Chicken Soup for the Danny Phantom Lover's Soul!

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Danny, Procrastination and the Psychiatrist

"Once upon a time there was an evil king, and that evil king was so evil, he decided to take over the world, and he did, so when he took over the world he laid around on his nice comfy couch as he ruled the world. People didn't like the way he ruled the world so they asked for a fair election and an evil woman ran against him for the position of world leader, and she won. She ruled the world by having armies from neighboring countries fight each other for her own entertainment. She fought the armies against each other until only one army remained in the world and they ended up killing each other.

"That is my theory on how humans will become extinct."

The raven haired boy smiled at the class and returned to his seat.

"Um, thank you Mr. Fenton. You have quite an imagination," Mr. Lancer said. "Now let's go on-"

The bell for the day to end cut Mr. Lancer off and the students of his English class ran out.

Danny, Tucker and Sam joined together in front of the school and walked to Danny's house.

"So Danny, I'm guessing you didn't do any research on how humans may possibly go extinct and wrote that paper at lunch?" Sam asked.

"How'd you know?" Danny asked back at Sam.

"Oh I don't know, just a guess," Sam said sarcastically.

"Oh, OK."

"You do realize that one of these days your procrastination is going to get you into a big mess."

"No it won't."

"Trust me Danny, one of these days, you'll be sorry!"

The next day, a half an hour before Danny leaves for school.....

"Oh crap! I forgot to do my science homework!!!! I'd better go do that now!"

Danny got his pencil and some paper and started writing his report that was do once school started.

First hour, Science.....

"...and so because people thought dinosaurs in clown costumes were so scary, they banished them to the planet, Wanakamoshitabi , and that's why dinosaurs are believed to be extinct."

Every single person in the room looked at Danny with their mouths agape.

"Well, um, Danny, it's very nice to know that you have a, um, vivid, yes, very vivid, imagination," Mr. Lancer said, trying his hardest not to laugh.

"It's not my vivid imagination...it's true," Danny argued.

"Uh, Mr. Fenton," the teacher started saying as he starting scribbling something on a post-it-note, "Here is the name and number of Mr. Bruno. He's a very good psychiatrist. I suggest you go see him, and hopefully, you can return to your more normal self, which isn't very normal, but more normal than you are now."

The raven haired boy reluctantly took the piece of paper from Mr. Lancer and left the class room.

"Mr. Fenton! The class hasn't ended yet,"

"I'm, um, going to see this Mr. Bruno now....uh, yeah," Danny said, trying to make up an excuse to get out of the class.

"His office doesn't open until noon."

"Oh, then, I guess I'll just sit in my seat and feel like an idiot for the rest of the hour," Danny said.

"Then you do that."

"Sam said I was going to pay for this, and I am," The boy said under his breath.

"What is that?"

"Oh nothing."

Finally, what after seemed like an eternity in science class, the bell of freedom, well freedom for five minutes, rang. Danny quickly ran out of the class and to his locker, where Sam and Tucker met him.

"Sam, you were right, I am paying for my procrastination," Danny admitted.

"So what kind of trouble are you in?" Sam asked, very curious.

"Um, Mr. Lancer thinks there's something wrong with me want me to see a psychiatrist."

"So, Danny my man, what did you right about?" Tucker asked.

"About dinosaurs becoming circus clowns and being banished to the planet, Wanakamoshitabi because people thought they were scary."

"What's so scary about dinosaur clowns?" asked Sam.

"Clowns, just clowns all together. They are scary!"

"You have serious problems."

Danny sighed.

So the school day went by, and by the end of the day everyone knew about Danny's dinosaur clown report and Mr. Lancer referring him to a psychiatrist.

Danny walked into his house after a hard day only to be greeted by Jazz, his mom and his dad glaring at him.

"You wrote an report about dinosaur clowns? A science report?" Jazz practically yelled at him.

"Shut up Jazz!" Danny shouted back.

"Danny, don't you dare yell at your sister like that, she didn't write that psycho report!" Maddie yelled.

"And what's this about you having to see a psychiatrist?" Jack questioned.

"Um, Mr. Lancer says I should see one," Danny said.

"The Fentons have been known for being completely normal and not believing in strange and absurd things!"

"Right," Jazz said sarcastically.

Danny took the piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to his mom. "Mr. Bruno, huh? I'll give him a call now."

Why Maddie was making the call, Danny sat on the couch and pouted.

"It's your fault you're in this mess," Jazz said.

"I know, so shut up," Danny grumpily said.

"You are really weird, and have very strange beliefs."

"I wrote that paper a half-an-hour before school started."

"That would explain a lot."

"Shut up."

Maddie hung up the phone in the kitchen. "Good news Danny, we can go see him now!"

"Yippekiyay," Danny said sarcastically.

So the Fentons went to Dr. Bruno's office to see what was the matter with Danny, because Jack and Maddie didn't know that Danny wrote that report right before school started.

"Ah, Mr. Danny Fenton. I would like to speak with you alone. You three if you could wait in the lobby, that would be great," Mr. Bruno said in a soft voice.

He motioned Danny to come into his office, and Danny laid down on the psycho bed.

"So, Mr. Fenton, I heard that you wrote a report on dinosaur clowns and said it was true."

Danny smirked. While he was here, he might as well mess with the guy's head.

"Yes, dinosaur clowns are real!" Danny said in a child-like voice.

"Tell me about these dinosaurs."

"They're dinosaurs in clown suits that do clown tricks!"

"OK, and describe the planet, um, Watonaboshiki to me."

"It's Wanakamoshitabi. It's covered completely by jungle. It's perfect for the dinosaur environment."

"Where is this planet? Like, what galaxy is it in, if it isn't in the Milky Way."

"It's in the galaxy Tonoshiyanokibashinad!"

"OK, is there any thing else out of the ordinary you believe?"

Danny nodded.

Dr. Bruno raised an eyebrow. "And what would that be?"

"That I'm half ghost."

Dr. Bruno tried to keep himself from laughing.

"OK, and why do you believe that?"

Danny smiled. "This is why!" He went intangible and phased through the bed.

Dr. Bruno dropped his pen and clipboard and ran out of the room screaming. Danny returned to normal and went to the lobby where his family was waiting.

"What was that?" Jazz asked.

"He couldn't take it, how psycho I acted," Danny smirked.

"So you acted psycho and probably made the guy a psycho?"

"Yeah."

"I sometimes wish I could do that."

"It's a gift I have Jazz."

"I know, and you get it from Dad."

In conclusion, Danny still procrastinates and writes psycho reports. He's been sent to five other psychiatrists and made them all go crazy as well, and the six of them all need psychiatric help.

Mr. Lancer does find Danny's reports somewhat amusing though, but, just somewhat.

Also, Danny barely passed both classes with a C thanks to doing well on tests and assignments....other than reports.

The End!

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