Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom or Scooby-Doo and the Ghoul School. I do not own the original story this is based on.
The leaves had changed color to usher in the fall season as Danny found himself against his ghostly adversaries regularly again. There was the occasional free day, though Skulker didn't show up nearly as much.
The hunter mumbled something about a red guy last Danny fought him. He hadn't seen the ghost since.
Right now, Danny was battling Ember, who, after revealing her feelings to the ghost boy, was being flirty at the moment.
"Come on now, dipstick," Ember had used the term for some meaning of endearment. "I know you have more muscle than that."
The two fought in an electronics store. The diva ghost heard about streaming music and thought of using it for world domination. Or to fulfill her dreams of rockdom. It was hard to tell at the moment.
Danny had constructed a staff of ice to counter Ember's guitar as the two dueled with their weapons of choice. Ember had pinned Danny down when she swept his leg.
Danny exerted more strength, but Ember was smart and had the people in the building chanting her name, giving her more power. The ice staff was now cracking from the ghost rocker's brawn.
"You want more muscle? You got it," with that Danny phased through the ground. Ember looked around from where Danny would appear, only to notice herself being lifted off the ground by the ankles. The ghost boy had soared up and dragged her to throw the diva into the floor.
"How's that? Adding more brainpower."
"Hey, how's that muscle?"
"The brain is a muscle as well. So, it counts," Danny quipped. Though it'd be better if I wasn't a C-straight student.
Danny had his thermos aimed as Ember knocked it off his hands with the flames of her hair.
"Sorry, but the concert's not over yet," Ember said with a sultry voice as she blasted away with her guitar.
Danny quickly reacted and brought a ghost barrier around him, minimalizing the power of Ember's attacks. He brought it down moments later and return with a wave of icy ecto-energy, freezing Ember for a moment.
Which was enough for the ghostly hero to grab his thermos.
"Sorry, but there will be no encore today," Danny charged and fired the ghost capturing device and had the diva wannabe contained in secs.
With Ember finished, the people inside were free of her spell. This was Danny's cue to leave before anything else showed up.
Which gave him just enough time to finish his homework for class tomorrow.
School had seemed like a chore on some days, like today. In fact, these were the times like these that could only be made better by friends, family, when they weren't obsessing over ghosts, and the call from a certain spooky beauty.
Danny had a goofy smile on his face and not just from thinking of his girlfriend. From their last few phone calls, Dani has been enjoying herself at ghoul school. She had made good friends with Winnie and Tanis and frequently hung out as a trio.
Of course, when there was good news, and there was bad news. Danny could remember that phone call from the beginning of the school year.
Flashback
"Oh, Danny, it's horrible. And not in a good way," shrieked Phantasma on the other end. "Ms. Grimwood says you can't visit unless you have a parent or guardian."
Danny wanted to say he was surprised, but the idea of him visiting the school whenever sounded too promising.
"I'm guessing I can't visit whenever," Danny moped on his phone.
"Ms. Grimwood says because this is an all ghouls school, no boy, especially a teenager, can come by himself. It would make the parents raving mad."
The ghost boy imagined his girlfriend's father, now finding out about their relationship, along with other monster fathers and mothers. He could see large drooling fangs with curved claws that came with the gruesome, ferocious, seething faces of the parents.
The ghostly hero was now sure he knew the meaning of fear and gulped loudly.
"You okay?" the banshee asked, her tone full nervous worry. After a few seconds of silence, she thought some better news would help. "You know, while you can't come here, I can still visit you…if I get permission."
That brought the spirit back into the ghost boy.
"Really? When? And how?" He asked each question with rising enthusiasm.
"Really! It's all part of the Spirit Education Department. At a certain point, ghosts, banshees, and spirits must learn to stalk and haunt out of tradition and self-defense. And now that I'm thirteen years old, I get to haunt in a location of my choosing," Phantasma said with excitement that turned to a sultry tone. "Guess where I'm haunting, you hunk."
"Amity Park," Danny replied cooly. "But won't your dad be against you going to a town where I'm at, but also where ghost HUNTERS prowl?"
"I do need a parent's permission first, but my mom will be handling it. Which she only agreed to if we all meet in person sometime before the starting week. The week after Halloween."
Danny paused. He had barely heard anything of Phantasma's mother. Whenever he asked of the matriarch, all he heard were good things, but the banshee loves her father and said nice things about him too. Making a moot point.
Would she approve of Danny? Because if she didn't, chances are The Phantom could find out. The ghost boy knew where that would take him.
"And she won't try to…kill me?" no one could blame the guy for asking.
"Mother? No! It'll be fine. My mother is nothing like Father. And she doesn't tell him anything, they fight with each other every chance they get."
While he didn't know how to take that, the lanky teen was happy to believe things could go better than expected. From there, the two went on to talk about when a good time to meet would be.
While monsters and humans say, 'the sooner, the better,' the couple wanted to get into the routine of the new school year first. There was too much preparation to ignore.
"So, when would we meet?"
End Flashback
That date was coming up fast. This Friday the 13th. Danny chuckled as the monster world saw the number as a token of good luck. The rare day itself had to be a special occasion, similar to a holiday.
"Now, all I have to do is get through classes," Danny muttered.
And, as usual, Dash would shove the boy into his locker or some other bully antic. As he left, Danny saw Mr. Lancer, who had seen the whole thing. He never paid mind to the teacher, as most overlooked the A-lister's antics and terrible behavior, but this time, the overweight teacher shook his head and seemed…discontent.
Danny would have investigated, but the bell rang for the next period…gym.
"Great, another day of dodge ball."
As the boy walked to the next class, he didn't notice a small little bug that had been recording the school day. A small, metal bug in the shape of a particular vampire ghost.
"Dodgeball is the least of your worries, little badger," Vlad spoke with confidence within his office. "Still I'll need to make sure you don't catch on…let's see who we can set up for a play date."
Friday the 13th came, and everyone was a little on edge for any signs of bad luck. It was a given for town folks who have ghosts appearing regularly since they were mainly the cause.
That made things fun for the ghosts, especially when they could scare people with such ease. Their shaking, fearful posture was like a calling card for them.
Surprisingly, he didn't see hide nor tail of Johnny 13. The ghost boy was sure he'd see his shadow causing trouble or Kitty arguing with him. He would probably look into why later. Instead, just the run-of-the-mill ghosts who took extra enjoyment of frightening people.
Danny was now fighting his fifth ghost today, the Box Ghost.
"BEWARE! For I, THE BOX GHOST will once again bring terror and mayhem to your lives with my square and cardboard fury!"
His plan this time? Create chaos by combining boxes together to create his Box of Doom. Sadly for him, the clouds had chosen this time to crack with thunder as the rain came down and made the boxes soggy. Boxes fell down as they lost their squareness, as well as the Box Ghost's power over them.
"Oh, come on!" The Box Ghost shouted.
Danny, with thermos in hand, sucked up the ghost who was as wet as his boxes.
"Finally," the superhero checked the surroundings for anything.
Everything was quiet, his ghost sense didn't even go off. And with that, he smiled and said, "Now I can get to my date. Now, where was it again?"
Danny checked his phone, but as he flew off, a silhouette could be seen from the rooftops. One that had been watching his fights for a while now.
"Mmmm…he's gotten stronger," purred the figure. "This'll make things more interesting."
Danny found himself at the Fang Café deep beneath Amity Park. In this place, monsters, ghouls, ghosts, and other creatures of the night ate and hung out without a care of being caught. Though there were precautions in place, namely the fact that humans didn't know about it.
The ghost boy had come through the front entrance in full hero uniform. As he made his way around, he could hear some cheers from the creatures around.
"Yo! Phantom's in the house!"
"Hey there, manster!"
Since his date with Spectra, Danny had begun to realize how popular he is in the monster world. It was a better arrangement than his reputation in the Ghost Zone. He felt like the most popular kid at school right now. Except it wasn't a dream or because of some technicality, like dating Paulina.
"Uh, hi..."Danny said awkwardly as the monster teens began talking to him like they are on friendly terms.
"Hey, I heard that you beat up a nasty ghoul named Penelope Spectra, real good last week?" A tall, multi-eyed monster asked. "Thanks, she tried to hassle my friend."
"Uh, yeah...she tried to steal youth again, but I didn't let her..."Danny said, and the other monster teens looked impressed.
"Right on! Serves that old crone right," Another male monster or manster said, impressed.
Spectra, the good one, was right, Penelope really isn't Miss Popularity here. The ghost boy thought.
Danny had made his way around probably more times than he thought when he finally saw the banshee he was looking for.
Phanty and right next to her was a ghostly woman who just had to be her mother.
It was a tall, female ghost who was a translucent blue and had white hair, much like Phanty. She had a strong resemblance to her with the only differences were that she wore her hair in a bun, dressed in an old fashion, Victorian-era dress, and she was of a more mature physique.
Okay, Fenton. You are about to meet your girlfriend's mother. No matter what happens, it can't go worse than meeting her dad...right? Danny thought nervously but with a quick shake of his head, steeled his nerves. Showtime.
He took a deep breath and approached the table. If all this time fighting ghosts had helped with anything, it was to be brave at the supernatural, especially the spirits.
He soon approached the two ghostly women. Phanty's smile widened when she saw him.
"Danny!" The young ghoul said happily as she hugged him.
"Hey, Phanty," Danny said.
As he embraced the ghoul in his life, the ghost boy felt the presence of Phantasma's mother staring at them. While it had no malice or ill intent, the boy could help but shake a little in nervousness.
"Don't worry," Phanty has picked up on his trembling. "You'll do fine."
"Danny, this is my mother, Lady Cristine. Mother, this is Danny, the guy I told you about," Phanty said.
Danny smiled nervously, though his nervousness had stopped.
"H-Hello ma'am..."Danny said politely.
Lady Christine got up and floated gracefully to the ghost boy.
"Greetings, Danny Phantom," she spoke with a calm and warm tone. "Phanty here has told me so much about you."
Danny tried to reply but was unsure how to respond.
"Don't worry, all I've heard are the good things you have done which make her happy. In fact, there hardly times when she doesn't talk of you."
"Mother..." Phantasma muttered quietly as she spotted a large blush.
"Uh, these are for you, ma'am..."Danny handed a bouquet of dead roses. Phanty told him they were her mother's favorites.
Lady Christine took the roses and inspected them. Before long, the smile grew on her face.
"Hmm...such a gentleman," Christine said with an approving smile.
"Yeah," Phantasma smiled as she looked to Danny.
"Uh...well my mom raised me to be," Danny said, but he mentally slapped himself as he wondered if Phantasma's mom had heard of his ghost-hunting parents.
"And what a wonderful woman she sounds like. Now I'm sure we have all night to talk, but shall take this to the table?"
The three floated over to the table. The young banshee, sure that the mother was focused on the menu, moved closer to her boyfriend. It still had been a while since the two saw each other.
Danny couldn't help noticing this and gave her a smile. Phanty leaned closer to give Danny a kiss on the cheek.
"So the Fang Cafe has a special today for this occasion. I take it you've never tried it, Daniel," Christine interrupted the tender moment. She put her menu down and smirked at the ghostly couple. Phantasma pouted while Danny bashfully smiled.
"Sorry," Danny replied.
"Don't be sorry, dearie," Lady Christine said playfully as she resumed her survey of the menu. "there's nothing wrong with what you did, but it takes skill to get something like that past a parent. And you're a little wet behind the ears for that. But I am happy you bring such joy to my little Phantasma. She used to dream about meeting the ghost if her afterlife and having thirteen little ones haunting the house. She even had names for -"
"Mother!" Phanty shrieked as she tried to cover up the conversation. "So Danny, how's the nightlife been in Amity Park?"
"It's normal...for a place called America's most haunted town. Mostly just ghosts that want to cause trouble. There were some odd faces I hadn't seen," Danny muttered the last part in concern.
"We that is to be a common thing now that Amity Park has been put on the Haunting List," Lady Christine placed her menu down. The ghost boy looked at her funny, not knowing what she meant. Phantasma realized this since he was only a halfa and found out about the monster world this summer.
"I'm sorry, a haunting list?" Danny asked.
"The Haunting List is a list of selected areas that are designated to be either safe, a challenge, or a combination of both where ghosts can learn and hone their skills. This is for the need of defense and professional reference," the phantasmal mother never took her eyes off Danny. He was doing his best to soak in this information. "Every creature of the night has a specific place where they must train their fundamental skills. And while it does inconvenience the humans, ghosts must train ourselves. I'm sorry if this seems like a bad thing, but I assure you," Her voice was full of warmth and care. "We do this to protect ourselves. That's one of the reasons I wanted to talk to you. amity Park has been put on the list this year, but because it not only has malicious ghosts but also ghost hunters, it is a concern for us specters."
The motherly banshee would have continued, but say how Danny looked shell-shocked. Phantasma wrapped her arms around him and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Mother just wants to make sure I'm safe because I want to go to Amity Park," Phantasma had hearts in her eyes, it was apparent why.
"Young love," Lady Christine looked like she was swooning. "It's a beautiful thing."
Danny blinked, his brain unable to respond.
Okay, my girlfriend's mom has been okay with everything...how is it I'm not in any danger!?
"I take it that you are already acquainted with my ex-husband," Lady Christine spoke like she was repeating an irritating fact.
Danny flinched when he heard that. If he had taken a sip of his drink, he'd have spat it out.
"Did-did you just read my mind?" Danny had his hands up. A boy, especially a teenaged one, had thoughts that he did not want to share.
Lady Christine shook her head.
"I didn't, but I don't have to with the spike of fear you're feeling. That's something only The Phantom is known to cause," Lady Christine seemed more annoyed than angry with that statement. Danny wondered how many times this may have happened.
"I see," Danny said as Phanty sighed.
"I take it that your father overreacted when he found out you had a, oh what's the word, 'manster' of your own," The motherly banshee asked her daughter.
"That's like saying the Ghost King is kind of strong," Phanty muttered bitterly.
"I feel like I'm going to regret asking but, what exactly happened?" The mother expected the worst.
"On my first date with Phanty, we crossed paths, and...well, we didn't get on the right foot," Danny put it mildly as possible. Just because the parents were divorced, there was no need to start fires.
"He tried to destroy you, didn't he?" Lady Christine said dryly, and Danny cringed.
"I think that was his plan," Danny deadpanned.
Lady Christine scoffed and shook her head, which she rested on her hand.
"He hasn't changed at all," She muttered in annoyance.
"He has always been a hothead, even when we dated. I remember that I couldn't even talk about the weather with another ghost or monster without him throwing a jealous fit," Christine huffed. The entire ordeal had been a reoccurring event for her to the point where it just didn't surprise the banshee mother.
Danny, recalling the Phantom's foul temper, nodded.
"I can see that," He muttered.
Just then, Lady Christine turned her attention to the ghostly boy.
"Now then, Mr. Phantom," she spoke with a stern and almost ghostly manner.
"Y-yes, ma'am?" Danny audibly gulped, nervous by the change in mood.
"I have heard much about you, both good and bad. I understand that you are not well-liked in some supernatural circles, but I also know that you are trying to protect the people of your town, and I can respect that," Lady Christine said.
"You do?" Danny was wondering where this was going.
"Indeed, truth be told, most monsters, while scarers, try not to harm humans, but they are some wicked ones that give us a bad name. My ex-husband, a hothead he may be, does care for our daughter, which I agree with. I know that you are a good spirit, but if you insist on fighting wicked spirits, I want to be sure that my darling Phantasma will be protected," Lady Christine's eyes spoke of the power she was holding back. Giving the ghostly hero her meaning.
"Can you promise me that no matter what, you will protect her?"
"Oh, don't worry, ma'am," Danny put on a brave front. "I'll make sure that Phanty here is safe. You're not the only one who cares about her."
Danny was sure his girlfriend's eyes were now heart-shaped as she swooned at him. Truth be told, he didn't know if he could handle the pressure. Lady Christine seemed hell-bent on making sure her daughter was in good care. A smart habit for any parent. And if she was anything like The Phantom, things could look beyond horrendous if the two were in agreement about the young phantom hero.
The young boy gulped silently.
"Then it seems we are in agreement, Danny," Lady Christine had a small smile on her face. "Now, where is our Crystal Lake Course? I've been dying to have some Stricken-Bone Broth Soup and a Boo-berry and Crab Apple Soulffle."
Danny tried not to be freaked by the sudden mood swing and decided to focus on continuing this dinner and its monstrous food.
All the while, Phanty felt happy.
'At least Mother approves of Danny,' She thought cheerfully with a hop in her eating habit. Something her mother smiled at.
Ah, young love.
The rest of the dinner went smoothly. The atmosphere was lax enough that when dessert came around, Phantasma gave Danny a spoonful of the souffle. Though The ghost boy was hoping that it had no real souls in it.
After dinner and dessert, which Danny, wanting to be a gentleman, paid for.
Once done, Lady Christine, due to being a busy ghoul, bid them adieu.
"I must be going now, Phantasma...stay safe," The mother gave her daughter a hug.
"I will, mother..."Phanty nodded.
"And try to take it easy," Lady Christine whispered. "A relationship can be like a ride. You don't rush into it but relax and enjoy. You have all the time in the world."
"Mother!" the young banshee's head was sporting a darker shade of a blue blush.
"Everything okay?" Danny asked as Phanty snuggled into his arms.
"Nothing, she pouted.
Danny gave out a chuckle until he remembered the gaze of Lady Christine. While she did enjoy seeing her daughter happy, that didn't eliminate any reservations about the situation.
"It was nice meeting you, Lady Christine," Danny said.
"Likewise," Christine said. She narrowed her eyes and then spoke in a warning tone. "Just remember your promise."
Danny gave a loud gulp.
His intuition told him that while Phanty's mom seems nice( as in more pleasant than her dad), it would be wise not to anger her.
"I won't forget, ma'am..."Danny nodded, and the woman smiled.
"Bye, Mother," Phanty gave Lady Christine a hug. "We should do this again someday."
"Oh..I'll be checking up every now and then," the motherly banshee replied with an eye on Danny. "So don't worry. Farewell, children."
Lady Christine vanished in the air with a flash of light. With her departure, Phantasma leaned onto Danny, her eyes filled with happiness that Danny made a good impression. While she was scary, as most ghosts are, Lady Christine knew the ghostly superhero was a kind soul.
"So...we have the whole night to ourselves," Phanty batted her eyelashes as Danny. "What do you say we...scream up the night?"
Danny decided since Phantasma was going to haunt the ground of his home town that he would give a tour of the city. He chose to start with Fenton Works since it's his home. Not to mention it's where the most...enthusiastic ghost hunters live.
"How have your parents been, anyway?" Phanty asked as they watched his house from a safe distance.
"Well..." the ghost boy tried to think of a proper answer that came as a...
KABOOM!
An explosion erupted from the house, no doubt from an invention gone haywire. Smoke came from the windows as some alarms went off this time.
"I'm okay!" Jack Fenton's booming voice echoed across the neighborhood. No one responded to the daily occurrence.
"Same old, same old," Danny sighed to his girlfriend, who seemed unfazed.
The couple flew around town, showing the sights, sounds, and the places Phanty hadn't seen. They met Sam and Tucker, who were on ghost patrol. Tucker gave a wave and a smile, but Sam looked at the two with a surly expression, well surlier than usual.
Phantasma, who was aware of the goth's feeling, grabbed Danny's arm and responded with a challenging look of her own. The banshee was not going to let a romantic rival interfere with her relation. If Sam wanted the ghost boy, then she should have done something. And the spooky beauty knew her haunting hunk chose her.
With an 'all clear' from Tucker and a huff from Sam, the ghostly duo flew over to the next area, Axiom Labs. From there, a pair of Binoculars had caught visual of them.
"And here I thought` the fun would never start," said a sultry voice. "But what cat doesn't have fun on Friday the 13th?"
Danny and Phantasm hovered over the building, as the ghost boy explained its purpose.
"Showtime."
"So, you found one of the past guard dogs from this place and helped him find his chew toy?" the banshee was had a hard time holding in her laugh. With how loud she could get, it was not a good idea to start laughing and alert anyone on the premise.
"Yeah, but now he won't move on because he has too much fun with me."
Sirens went off in Axiom Labs. Phantasma put her guard up but saw that Danny had jetted to the building before she noticed. The banshee flew as fast as she could, but the ghost boy went full speed, hoping to catch whoever was disturbing the peace.
Wow, he's fast!
Danny Phantom landed on the ceiling as he surveyed the area.
"Alright, whoever you are, come out!" Danny demanded with fists charge with ecto-energy.
"Aw, don't tell me you forgot me already?" The voice soon was faux hurt and cooing.
Just then, another person appeared from the shadows, revealing herself.
"Hey, Phantom, long time no see..."A sultry voice was heard, getting his attention.
"Black Cat!" Danny said in shock at the sight of the hot thief. At his words, the girl in question struck a pose. Whether it was flirting or playing with the ghost boy, he didn't care and charged into battle. But before he could land a blow, Black Cat flipped over him and blew into his ear, and when the hero of Amity Park turned around, he got a green glow of her eyes.
At that moment, Danny remembered how looking into them would cause bad luck.
"Glad you remember me," the cat burglar winked at the ghost boy.
Thinking fast, the temporarily unlucky Phantom backed away and aimed carefully in an attempt to incapacitate Black Cat before she got away. To his surprise, she gave him bedroom eyes and stood still.
"I see you found someone special," she pouted, to Danny's confusion.
"Wha-" Before he could finish, Phantasma had crashed into the ghost boy, making him misfire and hit a part of the building instead. The two stumbled onto the ground. Danny got and dusted himself off before he helped Phanty up.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine. Just not used to how fast you can be."
"Alright, then just be careful. Despite how she looks, Black Cat is-waiting on the roof looking at us?"
Danny had turned around to search and chase after Black Cat but saw the thief standing their giving Phantasma the once over. The ghost boy, clueless as he can be at times, noticed how she looked annoyed at the banshee. Jealousy was subtly written all over her face.
"So...you picked a ghost," Black Cat bit her lower lip in annoyance as her gaze moved to Danny.
In the meantime, Phantasma got a good look at the woman in question.
She looked to be just a teenager with short, chin-length, white hair, green eyes, and pink lips. Her attire consists of a black jumpsuit that hugged her body, showing her athletic shape, black jacket with white fur lining, black gloves, and black boots with a domino mask.
She also sent him a smug, cat-like smirk when she looked at them.
Phantasma frowned. The banshee didn't know who this is, but she already didn't like her.
Especially the way she was looking at her Haunting Hunk.
Phantasma could feel her blood boil. This was starting to feel like the Ember incident all over again. But this time she didn't wait for the girl to kiss her boyfriend. So, she went full steam ahead. After all, Black Cat should be easier to fight than another ghost...right?
"Phanty, wait!" Danny took a step to stop her, but he got hit by a stray blast that came out of nowhere. "Where did that come from?"
"Come back here, creep," Valerie yelled as she blasted at her target, who managed to dodge a few.
"HA-HA! You can't stop the BOX GHOST!" the pesky specter gloated as the two "fought" on the other side of town.
A few seconds later and more stray blasts came, and Danny found himself dodging as he flew over to the catfight.
Phantasma had reached for the cat burglar, only to be grabbed and thrown into the air.
After restabilizing her balance, the banshee was confused at how a human, with barely any supernatural powers, had grabbed her like she was tangible. As she turned to glare, the thief in the jumpsuit waved her finger as she patted a device on her neck.
"Ah-ah-ah, I don't think so," Black Cat said playfully. "Now, this isn't my first dance with a ghost. Ask Phantom, he really knows how to show a girl a good time." She giggled, remembering their past "date," neither Danny nor Phantasma found any humor at her words. After a moment, the lasers stopped, and Danny flew over to the catgirl, as did Phantasma. But with the press of a button, a ghost shield surrounded the thief, blocking the two specters and knocked them down. "Which brings me to my...benefactor's little advice and the gifts his associate gave me."
Black Cat somersaulted over to Phantom as he laid on the ground. He noticed her looking at him in the eyes, but with no glow. Only some disappointment.
"You know, for a guy like you, I thought your girlfriend would be more impressive."
"What's that supposed to mean?" screamed the offended Phanty. "I am a ghost with the most! How's that for impressive!?"
"I sure you are, but in case you haven't noticed, you haven't exactly been landing any hits," the cat thief never took her eyes off Danny. This gave the banshee even more reason to be mad. For though she admits to having little battle experience, that didn't mean she was no threat. Plus, the looks Danny was getting from her were too much.
Danny Phantom had enough of this nonsense and decided to meet Black Cat's gaze with an ecto-charged eye beam of his own. He was careful not to put too much power behind them as to not lethally harm the girl. Just because he was angry didn't mean he was going to fatally wound anyone.
With a flip, the cat burglar dodged the beam as the ghost boy got up. Phantasma flew over to his side. Both of them stared at the thief. But before any sort of plan could be formulated, Black Cat produced a small orb from her hand, making the duo bring their guard up.
"It was nice seeing you again, Phantom. Maybe next time we meet in more private settings," Black Cat blew Danny a kiss. Dropping the ball, she disappeared into a cloud of smoke, leaving ticked off ghosts.
Danny flew around the building to search but found nothing. He was about to check the inside and see what was stolen, but the sound of sirens made it problematic.
"Gonna have to look into this later. Phanty, we need to leave," Danny waved his arm towards the sky. The two flew away into the night sky and further from the scene. With the end of the fight, the tour was concluded for now and left. The couple ending the evening at Danny's home. Sam and Tucker would meet them there.
Landing in an alley a block away, white rings transformed Danny human while Phanty tapped her amulet. The two had made it to the corner where they saw his friends.
"Dude, I heard someone robbed Axiom Labs, and it wasn't a ghost. Can you believe that?" Tucker pulled up the article on his PDA.
"I was there, and I met our little thief before," Danny replied as he started walking. "I'll tell you more inside."
So the gang walked, with Danny and Tucker too preoccupied to notice Phantasma was silent with Sam glaring at her from behind. Taking notice of the goth girl, and to make herself feel better from the fiasco of a fight, Phanty walked up and leaned a little on Danny. In response, Danny wrapped an arm around her. Which made Sam mad and not-jealous.
The teens had made it up the steps of the entryway when Danny remembered something.
"Wait a minute," he said as he shielded them back.
There was silence while everyone took a step back from the door.
"Uhh...Danny, what are we waiting for?" Phanty asked.
KA-BOOM!
The answer came as an explosion courtesy of another Fenton invention gone haywire. Carefully opening the door, Phantasma was surprised to see the carpet, couch, and other furnishing covered in slime and goo. While she did visit the household a few times, Phantasma never stayed around to see the daily explosion creating goo and stains in the house.
"That," Danny said as he guided his friends through the mess. "Somehow, my parents make their inventions blow up every day. My dad says it's a work in progress or something like that."
"Eww," Phanty was seriously grossed out and jumped back a bit.
"Scared of a little goo?" Sam teased as she walked through the mess in combat boots.
"Gimme a break. This is basically a ghost corpse spread across the room," Phantasma was on the verge of puking at sight.
Looking around, the goth girl realized how true that was. Everything now looked like something out of an old slasher film, except this was a regular site. Danny made a mental note to ween his parents into not doing this...somehow. Tucker just hid behind his friends.
"Suffering Spooks! Did the Fenton Goo Launcher blow up again?" Jack exclaimed as he came up from the basement laboratory. He took a glance at the room. "Huh, I thought I finally fixed it this time." It was then he noticed Danny, Phantasma, Sam, and Tucker. "Hey kids, how are ya?"
"We're fine, Mr. Fenton. Just a little grossed out," Tucker walked through the mess with caution.
"Why are you grossed out? This happens nearly every day," Jack lifted a brow at their movements. Especially since Sam was now tiptoeing through the mess with stained boots.
Danny saw the demoralized look on Phanty's face and sent an apologetic look.
"Yeah, dad...we're just now realizing how gross this is," Danny said, actually feeling queasy now. "Phanty basically called it a spread out ghost corpse."
"A ghost corpse! Ha! that's...crazy..talk?" Jack's voice went from jovially to moderate and finally to somber. "Huh...I never thought of it like that before."
Memo to self, therapy session with Jazz later. Danny thought, feeling sick now. For EVERYONE.
Jack looked confused.
"Anyway, we're going upstairs, for homework and video games, and definitely not trying to block disturbing images from our minds," Danny said, still unnerved by the new interpretation of an everyday scene of his life.
"Well, before you kids go upstairs, why don't you hello to Vlad. He took the time to visit us," Jack said to the surprise of everyone in the room, sans Phantasma.
"Vlad?"
Before Phantasma got an answer, or Danny had the chance to get in front of her, Mayor Vlad Masters came from behind Mr. Fenton. He moved through the mess with no trouble as he walked up to the teens, specifically the ghost boy and his girlfriend.
"Hello there, Little Badger."
And Vlad now makes an appearance. Dun-dun-Duuuun! What does he have in store for our heroes? it's never good. So, now Danny will be dealing with more than just his enemies, he'll have to make sure Phantasma is safe or face the wrath of her parents. Will he keep his promise? Of course, he will, but we want to see how. Next chapter, we will see more. Have a wonderful day.
Special Thanks to Flower Princess11 for all the help with the chapter.
Side Note: As for the Death Battle, I am happy Danny won, but it was still painful to see two awesome characters try to kill each other.
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danifan3000: Skulker is targeting Phanty, but only for reconnaissance right now. Just wait till he gets the green light to hunt. Then he'll be in trouble.
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Dreams Come True 996: Well, Felicia now has met Phantasma. It will take time before the others meet her, especially if they have no connection to the supernatural.
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Jay the Average Fanboy: I thought so at first, but then I saw the data on Jake Long and how he could attack ghosts without any extra equipment.