Description: In the fourth grade, Danny, Tucker and Sam encounter their first ghost, after watching the movie "Ghostbusters".

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, Butch Hartman does. I do not own "Ghostbusters", some random person I don't remember does.

Dedication: To all the super reviewers of "Ghosthunting", sorry, but I have writer's block on that chapter, but it will be up by the end of the week if it kills me.

Ghostbusters

"Danny, honey, your father and I bought you a movie." Ten year-old Danny Fenton flew into the room like a bullet, followed by his two best friends, Tucker Foley and Sam Manson. He grinned up at his mother, his bright blue eyes sparkling.

"What movie?" he asked.

"A movie about hunting ghosts, of course!" replied his father enthusiastically. Danny's shoulders slumped; it couldn't the new movie, "Ghostbusters", the only ghost movie he wanted to see; it had just come out in theaters and every kid at Amity Park Elementary was talking about it. Well, everybody but Danny, Sam and Tucker; their parents wouldn't take them to the theater. Sam acted like she could care less, but Danny could tell she really wanted to see it.

"It's surprisingly accurate on methods of catching ghosts." Maddie continued, "And it has good special effects; the ghosts look almost real." She handed him the box containing the video and his face cracked into a wide grin. Printed on the cover, in big bold letters, was the title: "Ghostbusters".

"How did you get this?" he asked excitedly. "It's still in theaters."

"We're subscribed to 'Ecto-magizine'." Jack answered. "They send us everything ghost-related as soon as it's available." Danny and his friends exchanged eager smiles; for once in his life, having ghost hunters for parents was an advantage. Danny popped the video into the VCR and turned on the television.

For the next hour and a half or so, Sam, Tucker and Danny sat and watched the movie with rapt attention. At one point, Jack and Maddie stuck their heads in to check on them.

"Aww, Jack, he's going to be just like you!" she whispered.

"Shhhhhh!" all three kids hissed unanimously. After a quick apology, Maddie and her husband ducked out of the room, pleased that their son was so interested in ghosts. The movie ended shortly after and the credits rolled. Like you would expect, none of the ten year-olds bothered to watch those.

"That was so cool!" Tucker exclaimed.

"I have to admit, that was really good." Sam conceded. Danny gave her his big smile and she returned it. Unnoticed by the kids, as they were going over the highlights of the movie, a ghost, a real live (well, dead) ghost had floated through the wall into the room.

The ghost was blue with red eyes and wearing overalls. He didn't seem very threatening, but you never can tell.

"Beware!" he cried, flying out in front of them. Tucker jumped, but, other than that, they showed no fear of the ghost.

"Who are you supposed to be?" Danny asked, crossing his arms.

"I am the BOX GHOST!" shouted the specter. "Fear me!'

"Why?" wondered Sam, raising an eyebrow skeptically. In answer, the Box Ghost raised his arms and the big TV box by the door; that Jack still hadn't taken out to the dumpster, flew across the room and dropped, upside down, onto Tucker.

"Oh, so scary!" Sam said, pretending to be frightened.

"Do not mock me!" he yelled, angrily. The movie box flung itself against her head.

"Ow! Hey!" She glared at him for a moment than grabbed the box and threw it back at him. It went through him and landed on the floor near the back wall. She spotted a green and white thermos and picked it up. She knew it was some kind of ghosthunting weapon, but not what kind."Danny, what's this do?"

"It's supposed to suck ghosts in it.' He explained. "But my mom doesn't know if it works yet."

"Then test it!" she responded, tossing it to him. "Catch!" He caught and pulled the lid off. He pointed it at the Box Ghost and pressed the little blue button on the side. A beam of white light shot out and sucked the ghost inside. Danny clapped the lid back on just as his parents strode into the room.

"What was all that noise?" his mom asked. Danny held the thermos behind his back and shared a secret smile with his friends.

"We were just playing 'Ghostbusters'."