Wow. Two reviews. Well it's better than nothing...I guess. Maybe.
Reviews
ghostgirl14027- I will have more chapters. I don't know how many, but probably a lot.
in memory of wicked fire- Yeah, I'm pretty bored with my life. I think this is the best story ever! Oh and there is a little surprise in here for you.
Well, here goes...
Chapter 2
Oh, shit...
Danny was unconscious and pretty beat up. He had a small cut on his forehead right above his left eye and a nasty gash on his right forearm. He also had numerous other scrapes and bruises. I ran into the bathroom, got my first aid kit (I keep it around in case I ever decide to do anything extremely stupid.) and ran back to Danny. I fished around for a bottle of antiseptic and some cotton balls. I poured some antiseptic on the cotton ball and began to gently clean the cut on his forehead. I then realized that something really, really bad must have happened. I also realized how weird it was to see Danny as a normal person, not as a cartoon character. He would probably blend right in.
I finished bandaging him up. It was about 4 in the morning, so I decided to go to sleep, hoping that Danny would have woken up by the time I get up. I dragged a sleeping bag into the living room, got into it, and fell into a deep sleep…
"AHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as a foot made contact with my chest. I flipped over, only to see Danny sitting there with a very tired and confused look on his face.
"Where…where am I?"
"You're in Plymouth, Mass." I got up, stretched, then went into the kitchen. "You must have been captured by Vlad. I got you back from him. You want some breakfast?" Danny nodded, so I got some frozen waffles out of the freezer. I popped them in the microwave. "My name's Jenna." I stuck out my hand, and Danny shook it.
"My name's…"
"Danny, I know. I know all about you." I was going to have to show him. "Danny, sit on the couch for a second. I'll be right back." I ran into my bedroom and got the tape of the show. I went into the living room.
"This tape will answer any questions that you have about how I know who you are." I popped the tape in the VCR and pressed play. As the taped played, Danny realized who it was.
"Holy shit." Danny sat there with the biggest look of confusion on his face. "That's…that's me." Danny turned and looked at me. "So you know…all about me?" I nodded and he slumped down. "So everyone knows about me?"
"Yeah, everyone that watches that show. Which is a lot of people. So we have to be careful that no one notices you." I ran into the kitchen and brought the waffles out to Danny with a bottle of syrup and some milk. "Eat. You look like Vlad didn't feed you at all when you were captured."
"Thanks" Danny started eating. I went into my room, grabbed my cell phone, and called the one person who could help me.
"Hello?"
"Tory, this is Jenna."
"Well…hi"
"Listen, I really need your help. Can you come over my house?"
"When?"
"Like…now"
"I don't know…"
"Tory, THIS IS AN EMERGENCY. I NEED YOUR HELP!
"Ok, I'll be there in half an hour."
Exactly twenty-eight minutes later, Tory was standing at my door.
"What's the big emergency?" I pointed at Danny.
"Do you know who that is?" Tory looked at him and shook her head.
"I have no clue who that is"
"I'll give you a hint." I started humming the theme song to Danny Phantom. She looked at me funny, then looked at Danny again. Her eyes went wide.
"Oh…my…god. Is that seriously him?" She looked at me, then broke out into an ear-to-ear grin. You're playing a horrible prank on me, aren't you?" She turned around and started heading to the door. I grabbed the arm of her shirt and turned her around.
"I am not lying. Last night at around 11, Vlad Plasmius turned up in front of my house with Danny in a sack. I hit him in the back of the head with a wiffle ball bat. In turn I rescued Danny. I...am…not…LYING!"
Tory sighed. "Well, if he is real, how did he get to our universe? How is he going to get home? I opened my mouth, then shut it.
"I have a plan."
Well, wait till next time to figure out what the brilliant plan is. Oh, and PLEASE REVIEW! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!
