Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom!
Jack and Maddie Fenton drove their RV through town on a call to investigate a supposedly haunted house. On the way, they passed by a local karate center. Maddie noticed a sign in the window that read: 'Help wanted-Karate instructors needed'.
"Jack," she began, "I'm thinking of signing up to be the new karate instructor."
"Why would you want to do that, baby?" Jack asked, surprised. "Making new inventions takes up all of our time."
"I know, it's just that I think I might need to take on a second job to support Jazz and Danny."
"Honey, what we make right now is more than enough."
"It's enough for now, but what about when it's time for them to go to college? We'll need a bigger nest egg to support two college students."
"Maddie, Jazz is just starting second grade. We don't need to worry about college just yet."
"It's never too early," Maddie asserted. Then, a grin suddenly appeared on her features. "Besides, wouldn't you want the next generation of kids to be able to kick ghost butt in case there's ever a massive ghost invasion?"
"I never even thought about that! Yeah, we'll get you sighed up right away!" Jack yelled. Maddie smirked. The RV pulled up to 927 Maple Street, and the two of them hopped out.
The five-year-olds nervously clambered onto the big mat and fiddled with their brand-new white belts. Due to some primal instinct telling them that sticking in groups was conducive to survival, they stood in groups of three or four for protection. All except one-a little girl with raven hair and lilac eyes, who stood by herself. After a couple of minutes, though, a dark-skinned girl with teal eyes approached her.
"What's your name?" the dark-skinned girl asked.
"Sam," the raven-haired girl replied. "What about you?"
"I'm Valerie," was the reply. "Do you want to be friends?"
"Sure!" Before they could begin their conversation in earnest, though, the instructor stepped onto the mat. She was a tall woman with auburn hair and a black belt with a lot of stripes on it.
"Hi, kids!" the woman began. "My name's Maddie, and I'm going to be your instructor. I'm a ninth-degree blackbelt, which means I've been doing karate for a very long time."
"Hey, I've seen you before!" a blonde boy exclaimed. "You and that guy wearing orange were driving around in a really cool metal truck!"
"That's right," Maddie said. "My husband and I are also professional ghost hunters."
"Ghosts are scary," Valerie whined.
"They can be," Maddie replied, "and I'm here to show you how to defend yourselves from them. Everyone spread out and we'll start with a few basic moves."
The kids complied and the lesson began.