Danny sighed happily as he finished relating the events to his friends. He was just happy that everything was back to normal again.

Tucker, fortunately, had been appalled at himself for his behavior, and still seemed somewhat ill. He focused on his PDA as though it was the sole purpose of his existence in order to avoid looking at his friend.

Sam also avoided meeting his eyes. "Hey," she began. "I'm really sorry for acting like such a jerk."

Tucker nodded. "Yeah, and I'm sorry for...everything I said..."

Danny shrugged. "It's okay, guys. You were both under Nocturne's spell."

"Yeah, but I still feel bad," the goth girl said.

The three friends fell quiet for a few minutes as they regarded their empty food containers. Unable to take silence any longer, Tucker finally asked, "So what did you ask her for?"

The ghost boy grinned and looked towards the door of the Nasty Burger. Next to it, Elegy grinned, saluted, and vanished. Suddenly, the door burst open and a high-pitched voice yelled, "Fenton! That stupid ghost of yours turned me into a girl!"

The newly made female Dash recognized her mistake almost immediately as the entire establishment burst into roaring laughter. She screamed again, although in horror rather than anger, and ran back out.

"Oh, not much," Danny finally answered. "Just that Dash could find out how much fun it's been."

All good humor restored, the trio left the Nasty Burger to find something more fun to do.

Nocturne leaned over the back of her chair and swiveled around in boredom. "So did he buy it?" she asked.

Elegy didn't bother looking away from the computer screen. She didn't approve of telling idle lies to the boy, and so had not done so. Stretched the truth a bit, maybe, but not lied. She also idly wondered why her counterpart bothered speaking when she didn't exist anyway.

"Hey! I resent that!"

After all, author status or not, she was the same kind of plot device as all the others.

"You're just asking for a headache, aren't you?"

It was really rather humorous. Elegy had a very fitting punishment. What better way to break her of her love for poorly written stories than to make her MST them?

"What are you writing?" she asked cautiously, suddenly unable to see the screen.

Elegy grinned evilly. "You'll find out."

Kat barely flinched as Danny appeared sitting across from her. "You know, I'm almost getting to that," she mentioned idly. They sat in relative silence for a few minutes, until she noticed that he was drumming his fingers. "I'm not going to apologize."

"I know," the boy sighed. "But why'd you have to go and tell everyone at school, too?"

"Because it was funny," she answered. "Lighten up, Phantom."

Danny shook his head in mock sadness. "You realize I have to get you back for that now?" he pointed out, displaying the Fenton Thermos for her inspection.

She scoffed derisively. "Oh, please. What are you going to do; try to trap me in there?" The boy just grinned and hit the release button.

"Will you be my friend?" yelled the pajama-clad spook as he was forced out of his prison.

Kat screamed, along with several other people, and fled the establishment at a run. Klemper followed, still demanding her attention. Chuckling in satisfaction, Danny trailed along behind the two to make sure no one was harmed. He wouldn't let it go on for too long, of course. He had promised to visit Wulf later, after all.


A/N: Ah, I do love seeing the epilogue. Another story done, and another soon to come. The curtains draw closed, and the actors retire to home...

Yow! Sorry! I spout poetry when I'm in a good mood, and boy, am I ever in a good mood. See, over the last two days, I've come up with four new fic ideas, plus the one submitted by Ryo (Who is my hero for that...). So tomorrow's fic is called Phasmatis ex Machina, which is Latin for "Ghost from the Machine". And if that doesn't tell you who the featured villian is, you need to read more of my fics. Actually, if you're just tuning in, you need to go read them anyway. /nodnodnod/

As always, thank you to all my reveiwers, including you, Queen of Criticism. By the way, though. If you're going to flame me, you need to be meaner about it. If you're trying to give con/crit, you need to be more detailed, and the odd pleasantry wouldn't hurt. I might be more receptive. A special thank you to Ryo once again, for "Why keeping a diary around Kat is a bad idea". And a special mention of Random, just so I can watch her fangirl again. heh heh heh