JBG: YAY! I finally get to show the world my fanfiction!
Ghost Typist: With the help of me! You forgot about me!
JBG: Oh yes, I'm sorry. Everyone this is the all mysterious Ghost Typist whose helping me out in...typing cause...I can't do it right now...
GT: Her computer's broken (smiles)
JBG: yah...you could say that for right now (smiles) Anyway and now, meet...MR. GHOST DISCLAIMER!...eh...person.
GT: O.o didja have Skulker drag him in or something?
JBG:...nooo...(hides sack of money and random pictures of people and ghosts)
Mr. Ghost Disclaimer person: (reading paper with Skulker's gun at his head) Jacey-babygirl does not own Danny Phantom nor it's characters. She does, however, own Danni, Sam and...wait a moment...You're just figuring a way to own the characters by changing a letter in their names!
JBG:...noooooooooooo that's really what their names are...
GT: It's true, I saw it...over her light handwriting.
Mr. Ghost Disclaimer person: You're kidding, right?
GT: Nope..here, take a look (holds up hand written copy)
Mr. Ghost Disclaimer person: (Reads written copy) Dang it...
JBG: YAY! No lawyers coming after me!
Mr. Ghost Disclaimer person: (mumbles)I'll show you lawyer...anyway and the final person she had so far is...uh..(looking at other paper) Tracey?
JBG: Yup!
GT: Is this the Tracey from Pokemon?
JBG: No...it's not...unless that Tracey is a girl.
GT: oh, nvm.
JBG: Yay! Okay, you can talk him back to his house...(evil grin)for now
Skulker: Will do...(picks up MGDP and drags him away)
GT: Okay, now then, shall I get to work now? (magical laptop appears along with a recliner and ipod)
JBG: Yes, by all means, go for it!
GT: With pleasure (Starts typing while looking at the notebook paper)
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Chapter One: Plans for the Summer
It's almost the end of the school, for the year that is, and there is a certain fourteen year old boy who can't wait to get out of the torture chamber that his parents called, "enrichment for the mind".
"Yes...yes! 3...2...1..YES! FINALLY!"
The bell had just rung to welcome the summer in Amity Park. Casper high students, of course, ran out of the place they were held captive for what seemed for good. At least, most of their young lives until next year.
The fourteen year old boy I spoke of earlier does have a name. Danny Fenton. A normal looking boy with pitch black hair and have icy blue eyes. He's wearing a white and red t-shirt, blue jeans and a awesomely cool red shoes. (a/n: I want those shoes!) He ran outside the "halls of horrors" with his two best friends in the world. Sam Manson and Tucker Foley.
Sam is a beautiful girl obsessed with being different, in other words, goth. (a/n: not to offend anyone who is! (Smiles)) Of course, she likes being this independent with two great guys to be there for that. For Tucker, technology is his love in life. Anything that beeps, boops or clicks is his life and obsession. Of course, for Tucky Foley, his red brume makes him well...him!
On the sidewalk outside the school, they were discussing their plans for the summer ahead.
"Well, I'm doin' nothin'. You guys?"asked Danny, with a relaxed stare.
"Nope. No...wait...no. Nothin' till next year."said Tucky checking his PDA as they walked to Danny's house.
"I haven't made any plans yet. So, I'm not doing anything either..."said Sam.
The three friends continued to walk to Danny's house in a light discussion mostly containing the lines above. Finally, they arrive at the Fenton household. They walk up the steps to the door to go inside. But before they could open the door themselves, it slammed open.
Jack Fenton, Danny's dad, who was standing in the doorway, holding a piece of very colorful paper with an excited look on his face. (a/n's typist: Okay, now I'm scared.)
"HEY DANNY! Guess where we're going this weekend!"he said enthusiastically.
"ummmmm...I don't...know? Uh...the beach?"said Danny, knowing full well that it most likely had to do with ghosts, again.
"NOPE! We're going to the Ghost-Hunters Convention in Eton Falls, conveniently the next town over from here!"
"They have conventions for those?"asked said innocently. (a/n's typist: Innocently!)
"Well yea, they pretty much have a convention for everything nowadays."said Tucker in his 'matter-of-factly' voice.
"Can Sam and Tucker come?"Danny asked hopefully to his father. (a/n:Hey! I would drag them along too! He and I would get bored!)
"DANNY!"Sam and Tucker shouted in a whiney tone.
"What? You both told me you guys had nothing planned. So, why waste summer by yourselves?"
"Good point..."they both admitted.
"Sure, why not? They can get the ghost hunters experience of a lifetime! It's not like they do this all the time anyway!"said Jack, kind-of laughing to himself about the last part.
"Heh..heh..right..."They all said, just as Jack went inside again.
"Well,"said Danny,"I guess we all have something to do now."He smiled at them and they smiled back.
"I think this'll actually be some fun."said Sam.
"Yeah! It's not like anything major will happen there, right?"said Tucker, not even realizing the intensity of what he just said.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------GT: Done!
JBG: HOLY CHEESE LOGS! That was fast! Man your reputation is good.
GT: Yeah...'sept I can't get my fanfictions up cause I have too many to update and a regular life...
JBG: True true..
GT: Yeah, so I'll be getting to Chapter 2 of this and Chapter 1 of your other one soon. My hand hurts and so does my eyes.
JBG: Awww...poor baby...
GT: (Glare with a blast shot at the nearest lampost)
JBG: okay...note to self, don't call typist a baby
GT: Okay then, now tell what I said to say to the readers when they are done...
JBG: OH! Yeah...I forgot. Um...Oh yeah! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and Please! For the sake of my life and my Ghost Typist's...er...life...I think, REVIEW! Please! But please...no FLAMES!
GT: Those will be provided to the big bonfirenext week,where we're going to burn Dan Phantom's thermos that I serectly stole from Clockworth. (Holding it up)
JBG: Uh...you sure that's a good idea.
GT: Don't worry about it. (smiles)
JBG: Eh...ooookkkkaaaayyyy...Anyway! Go hit the little review button! PLEASE!