Jack's wish Chapter 4, a danny phantom fanfic

Wow, short chapter. Just a little conversation amongst family, however I don't think families are supposed to have conversayions like this.

Disclaimer:I don't own Danny Phantom or any of the characters in this fanfic except Mary-Ann

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"Who are you, ghost boy? You know your life depends on it, right?" Danny nodded, and added "but not right now, I've gotta kick annoying ghost butt. This guy is almost as bad as Technus, master of long-winded introductions. All I ask is that you listen to me for about five minutes after the fight without trying to kill me, and that way I can argue my case, that I'm not evil. Because I'm just a superhero that's misunderstood." He sighed and took a Fenton Thermos off of a nearby table and aimed it at the Box Ghost, who was yelling about how awesome boxes were. "Listen, I've got to talk to these people, you have to leave, because I really don't have time for this!" He sucked the box-obsessed ghost into the thermos and put it on the table. He sat down in a chair, and waited for his parents to sit down as well. They looked at him suspiciously, and so he put his hands on the table, palms down. He smiled a little at them.

" Ok, let me explain. First, I only hit you because I thought you were possessed, like most of the rest of the town. Most of the people around were possessed by evil ghosts that wanted me to go to ghost jail, because I had a real-world item in the ghost zone. Plus, the jail keeper hates my guts because I escaped with no problem. Ok, so after that, I got a bad reputation. I never mean to hurt anyone but the ghosts, but sometimes people are in the wrong place at the wrong time. And no matter what I try, I never seem to be good enough to save the day without any damage. I've only just gotten used to being a ghost myself, and things get really crazy. Did you guys have any questions?" Maddie and Jack just sat there, blinking.

"Uh, yeah. Why, or how, do you exist?" Danny edged a little in his spot. He had to think of something that wouldn't outright say it was him, but wouldn't be a lie either.

"Well, why, I really don't know. I guess to save the town. And how? I'd rather not get into that, but if you insist, this happened when I tried to help my parents. They're inventors, you see, and I tried to help them. Something wasn't quite working right, and it was never meant to harm anyone, but it sorta did." His parents thought about this for a minute, and came up with another question.

"Do we know these people? Do they know us?" Danny nodded at this. "Yes, you know each other, you just don't know that you do. I'm sorry I can't be any more specific, but it might jeopardize ever getting to see them again." He frowned and looked down at the table, eyes starting to well up. "Ok, then, one more question Mr. Phantom. Do your parents even know you're dead?" Danny's jaw dropped at this, and was about to answer when Jazz came down the stairs to see what was going on. She saw the look her parents had, and the ghost sitting at the table. He looked at her, implying that he could use her help.

"Ohmygosh, it's Danny Phantom! Why are you here? Now?" Danny looked at her. "Uh... Box Ghost attack, nothing to worry about. Your parents were a good audience to listen to my reasons why, miss. I think I shall take my leave now though." He nodded quickly and flew out the window, leaving Jazz and her parents to stare at each other for a few seconds. When he got out, he laughed really hard at the whole fancy-talk thing he had just pulled on his own non-knowing parents.

"Now I believe even more that that boy is part human. Full ghosts never feel that emotional about anything, and he looked like he was about to cry. Poor thing, I wonder if his parents know who he is? If I found out that either of you kids were part ghost, I would be so proud of you. At least, if he's telling the truth, which might not be the case." Jazz smiled at this, Danny was helping her again! Introducing it slowly had truly helped him; he'll be less nervous in the next few days, which is when he'd probably tell his dad. She walked upstairs to go help Danny get his makeup back on.

Next chapter's longer, and here's a little preview.

Without warning, she continued. "But Jack! Seriously, what were you thinking? The poor child must be so scared! He probably worries that something's going to go wrong with his disguise! Poor nervous wreck! Well, if it was Jazz or Danny, l can't think how I'd be mad at them. Keeping something like that must be so hard!" Her inner mother was screaming out, because having a son allowed her to understand whatever the ghost boy must be going through. Danny had been scared before, and she had seen it. Even when Jazz was younger, she had her fair share of secrets, including her first kiss. She'd been acting weird for a week afterwards until she told them. Being in second grade, she was just having one of those cute little kiddy crushes, and they'd laughed with her about it, and all was good. But something like being public ghost enemy #1, whether good or not, was still something major. Laughing would never get rid of a scare like that. To think, the ghost boy had been doing this for close to a year now. Poor thing, and his parents must be terrified, if they know. If they don't they must still be wondering why their son is so odd right now. He must have some friends who know. A girl, because a guy buying makeup would be weird. There must also be someone smart enough to think of something like that.

I'm gonna try and get the other chapters posted by tonight, then work on a sequel.