District 1- SPIRIT

The first person to wake was Dash, he was grinning evilly— he was in FENTON'S MIND! ALL HIS EMBARRASSING SECRETS AND FAILS WERE RIPE FOR THE PICKING! And Dash was gonna find every last one. He looked around only to notice the class had fallen into some kind of sky Kingdom. The very ground was nothing but bright gold cloud, a few doors were strewn about though—white, silver and gold each having a label written in fancy French script only... The names were in Latin. How in the hell did Fentonail know Latin?

The next set of people to wake were the cheerleaders aka team Shallow. Paulina looked around and grimaced, where was the stuff that was about her and her bodacious beauty? Way to falter a girl, Danny. She got up and looked around and not too long after her satellite, Star woke and followed her.

"Like where's the stuff that talks about me? " whined Paulina. "He drools over me everyday at school why not now?"

"I totes can't believe Lancer picked this loser's brain to start with." complained Star. At that moment something caught their eye— a moving gold thing in the distance. They ran off after it and then... SQUEEEEEE!

By then the rest of the class had awoken and ran off to help the girls. Everyone found them and crowded around whatever had their attention... A baby. Not just any baby, baby Danny in a white and gold onesie. His big ice blue baby eyes had everybody fawning over him even Dash was entranced by the beautiful saucers. Sam and Tucker giggled at the sight of the little one. His little messy bed head let everybody know it was Danny in some emotion form but which one? Finally Mr. Lancer had caught up with his class having thoroughly inspected the area without opening the doors. He worked his way to the front of the crowd.

"All right what's this abou~! Dr. Spock's Baby and Child Care!" The baby giggled at him and crawled over.

"L-l-l-l?"

"Yes, little one? " Lancer quizzed excitedly, tears in his eyes at being the small emotion's first word.

"Lancer! " Everyone cheered but the happy moment was ruined when Paulina tried to pick him up... THE CLASS GOT ROCKED WITH A GOLDEN GHOSTLY WAIL WORTHY OF WORLD DESTRUCTION STANDARDS! Everyone was at the mercy of the crying toddler as they crouched and held their ears. Sam managed to look around and hear over the chaos... The calling of a name.

"-aith! Aith!" Aith? Who the hell names their kid Aith~! FAITH! Sam maneuvered over to the wailing child and picked him up. Her thoughts:

("If this a Danny then THIS SHOULD work!")

In a soothing and surprising soprano harmonic.

" It was the fourth of July

You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

That went off too soon

And I miss you in the June gloom, too

It was the fourth of July

You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

I said I'd never miss you

But I guess you never know

May the bridges I have burned light my way back home

On the fourth of July."

The ghastly wailing subsided and was reduced to whimpers. The little emotion looked to his savior from that heinous makeup-ed abomination and his eyes grew wide.

"Danke you, pwtty -goth -singer." The child said. Okay! That tugged Sam's goth cold heart a ton, the small emotion then snuggled her and settled down a nap.

"Your welcome, Faith." The class looked to Manson like she had grown a second head even Mr. Lancer was appalled at her handling of the situation.

"Ms. Manson..." He started. "How- how did you do that? "

"What? " She replied nonchalantly. "The little guy's a Danny, dude. "

"And Dannys live for Fallout Boy." Tucker finished. At that moment everyone heard a voice— one that sounded frantic and annoyed.

"FAITH! FAA-AITH!," At this everyone saw the owner of said voice heading towards them, another Danny. This one was about the age of regular Danny and looked like him only he was wearing all white accept for the gold circle on his shirt and his converse. He was... Floating. "COME ON LITTLE DUDE! DON'T GIVE ME THE RUN AROUND! FAITH!" Sam then perked remembering she still had the toddler, who was still in a blissful sleep.

"YO!" She called out to the new Danny, she held up "Faith". "I believe this little guy belongs to you. " The specter flew over to her and plunked the little emotion from her hands then cuddled and kissed him like a doting mother. Earning sniggers from the crowd of onlookers.

"OH! Hi, I'm Hope but you can call me Joy." He chimed. "I'm —!"

"I knew you were a fag, Fenton!" Dash laughed out. "Joy is a chicks name. " Joy gave him a look of utter disapproval and waved his hand, Dash was instantly frozen in time.

"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted... I'm Joy, I'm the personification of Danny's joy, favorite things, sweet dreams and all around good feels in charge of them to. Plus his hopes. Hopes of good grades, a decent future, Dash not bothering him at lunch. And this little darling is Faith, Danny's goals, aspirations, hopes as well. I also control this district you're in now, the Spirit District, to put it simply my team and I keep Danny pure. Today I'll be your guide and ensure your utmost safety," He waved his hand in reverse over Dash and he unfroze. He may have been frozen but he heard everything Joy had said. "This next part is for people like Mr. Baxter and Ms. Sanchez. Please don't antagonize any of the emotions we may or may not meet, each has a special skill set that they won't hesitate to use is they find your presence irritating or threatening. So with that we shall start the journey... Oh! Thanks, Sam for finding Faith. I was worried sick. "

"No problem, dude."

After everything was set back to rights the group walked on for a good while- or in Joy's case float. Dash was already done with this place, how dare that snippy emotion talk down to him like he was a kid? He was DASH FRICKING BAXTER! Best quarterback in Casper High history and no stupid version of Fentonia was gonna make him look bad! Where the hell is the embarrassing shit?! As if answering his prayers a door floated down and landed directly in front of him. For his namesake— and a crappy pun— he dashed over to the door and yanked it open.

"NO!" cried Joy. Too late... Another ghostly wail meet the class only this one was filled with gutwrenching pain and fear.

"NO NO NO NO! PLEASE NO! I'LL DO IT! I'LL BE GOOD! I'M SORRY! I'M A MONSTER! A FREAK! I NEVER MEANT TO HURT ANYBODY! NO! NO! NO! NO!" Joy handed Faith off to the nearest student— Kwan— and flew into the room in a flash and hugged the stark afraid feeling . Mr. Lancer peeked inside and the sight that met him made his stomach curl... The room was a disaster, it was dark but a lone dirty light filled it so the walls were grimly illuminated. Monster, freak, halfa, ghost-boy, creepy, Fentonail, geek, nerd, abomination, disgusting! Any and all cruel words were painted on the walls... In blood. The scent wafted over to the peeking students only for them to cover their noses and have tears prick their eyes. That's when they finally laid eyes on the emotion Dash had upset, it was another Danny. He was covered in grime and dirt so bad his skin was a ghastly grey, his hair a mess. The blue eyes were now a sickening yellow. He wore a tattered and shredded shirt plus pants. His arms and legs covered in cuts while his back... Covered in old and new whip lashes. Mr. Lancer was horrified as was everyone else, Joy finally managed to sooth the distraught creature and left quietly closing the door softly behind him. He then went to Dash... And slapped him. Everyone gasped; even though this went against Joy's nature entirely it had to be done. The jock cupped his cheek where the motherly Danny slapped him.

"I know it's not my place to correct you but better me than the EFT," Joy then went to Kwan and retrieved Faith. "Let's go. " With that everyone wordlessly moved on.

A little ways into the walk Sam, Tucker, and Mr. Lancer caught up to Joy.

"Um... Excuse me, Fen~Joy but..." Lancer started. "Who was that poor emotion?" Joy sighed and re-adjusted Faith on his hip.

"That... Was Paranoia."

"Paranoia?" Tucker quizzed. "Why is Danny's that strong?"

"You guys should know, Danny's not like 'other' people. He gets harassed and abused on two spectrums and tries to fit in with both. Paranoia is the epitome and personification of all that, every insult, every cuss out, every horrible bruise and nightmare, every dirty trick IS Paranoia." Lancer intently listened and reviewed the details and compared them with the notes in his head. Fenton never reported any bullying incidents or abuse but what Joy said held true. One day he could've sworn Danny came into class late with a broken arm. It hurt him to see Daniel in such pain.

"This isn't even Paranoia's correct district..." continued Joy but at that he floated ahead. Lancer was going to question it but thought better against it. Sam and Tucker caught up with the motherly personification.

"What do you mean this isn't even Paranoia's district?" Tucker asked.

"I MEAN this isn't his right emotion sector. Technically he's supposed to be in the Mind District with Knowledge and Depression but after... HIM. Things changed... " The two homies didn't need to be reminded of THAT so they keep quiet.

As the walk went on, everyone muses over what they had just witnessed. Who knew Danny was so torn inside? Poor guy. Mid- walk the students were starting to tire. Joy floated on in blissful ignorance till.

"Mr. Fenton, can we please take a break? " Joy turned at Lancer's request and finally noticed the tiring teenagers.

"Sure! " He chimed and floated over to a nearby cloud formation and played with Faith. "Ten minutes then we get moving again!" Meanwhile Dash was still reminiscing on getting slapped by Joy. Who did he think he was laying hands on A STAR ?! Once this NIGHTMARE was over Fentodork was in for it! At that moment another door floated down a few yards away and of course... Dash goes and opens it. Joy sees this and sighs inwardly— does that idiota ever learn? The class joined Dash as he struted into the seemingly empty room only... HOLOGRAPHIC PURPLE NINJAS APPEAR OUT OF NO WHERE! AND A BLACK STREAK TAKES THEM ALL DOWN IN A MATTER OF SECONDS! Dash was traumatized by the end and couldn't move.

"What in the name of The Three Musketeers?!" Cried Lancer. In the midst of the room stood a ninja clad in all black with silver trim on his sleeveless shirt and pants. His neck, arms and legs were wrapped in a silver gauze while a black mask covered the lower part of his face. The eyes were the true gems: Jade green with a hint of ice blue. He held Fenton's signature bang but sported a shoulder length ponytail in the back. In his right hand rested a sharp as razor ice sword— remind anybody of anyone? Joy had flown to the front of the crowd and smirked at the frozen afraid Dash.

"I see you've met Courage." He teased as he went over to the fellow emotoclone.

"C-c-c-courage!" Everyone was shocked at the emoticon. "Courage" then removed his mask... Only for the girls to swoon and drool over him. The powerful emotion re-holstered his sword and bowed.

" Kon'nichiwa, yoi tsuitachi. Watashi wa yūki to chikara no shōchōdesu." [Hello and good day. I am the personification of Courage and power.] EVERYONE DROPPED THEIR JAWS AT THAT! SINCE WHEN IN THE HELL DID FENTON KNOW JAPANESE?! Joy was a giggling mess their reactions were flawless plus the faintest hints of a smirk graced Courage's face. He didn't want to overwhelm his guests so he switched languages.

"Sup, Joy. Hey, guys." He chimed in a serious yet chill tone. "I'm Courage, the entity of snarky comments and ass kickings. I embody all Danny's known and unknown potential." The students just stared in shock at the emotion as he performed more gravity-defying feats. The show came to an end after Courage picked up on two voices and sighed. Joy just giggled.

"We should've been villains, shrimp-boat! "

"Does being evil carry love and insurance of happiness?!"

"Sure beats getting our asses handed to us each damn fight!"

"Protecting the innocent is better than destroying the city! " Courage sat Indian-style while he floated by Lancer's head and waited for the two deviants... Two girls appeared from the blank of the room, they looked like Dani only one had white hair but red eyes and suit patches while the other black hair, blue eyes and suit patches. Kwan moved over to the meditating emotion and asked.

"Hey, Courageous Danny dude. Who are they?" Courage pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed out:

"My half-daughters, Selflessness and Selfishness aka Right and Wrong." The class gasped at the emotoclone like he flipped his shit, did real Danny have secret love children and this was them in his head?! They severely looked like him.

"Wrong, I gotta tell you something! " Right (black haired Dani) taunted.

"What, arschloch? " [asshole ]

"You look like a rotten tomato."

"..."

"..."

"DIE BITCH! " Wrong screeched and pounced on her twin, hair pulling, scratching and all! Sam and Tucker were mortified, THIS was Danny's morality room! They immediately thrusted themselves at the two warring girls and pried them apart. Tucker had Wrong in a vice grip while Sam held Right in a Forward Nelson. Courage then calmly floated over to them and hit two pressure points —one for each emotoclone.

"You can drop em now..." Courage stated calmly. "They won't be moving anytime soon," Sam and Tucker did as told and the girls fell on to the floor... At their father's mercy. "I would punish you two but seeing as we have guests I'm gonna let this slide. Everyone these are my children as so stated before. The white haired one is Wrong- the Yang of Danny while the black haired one is Right- his Yin. These two define young Daniel's morality a balance if you will."

"H-hi." Right greeted.

"Sup bitches." Wrong growled. Joy burst in front of everybody and tickled a giggling Faith.

"We'd best be on our way, guys! " He cheered. "Sorry for interrupting your training Courage, ladies. "

"No probs, dude come by anytime. I could use the practice." As the class of astounded students filed out of Courage's domain, Dash stayed behind.

"WAIT A MINUTE CORN-COB! " He yelled at Courage's retreating form. The slightest of angered tremors slithered down his back. The girls in his clutches winced as their father's grip tightened to that of a steel trap.

"PAPA! TOO TIGHT! " Courage released the girls and turned to face Dash, his eyes blazing red.

"I've always wanted to see dad kick your ass, Dashy- boy... " taunted Wrong.

"Dad don't listen to her! " coaxed Right. "Think about what this'll do to Para~!" Courage loosened at this thinking of the fearful emotion not to far away.

"Come on, dad! " instigated Wrong. "He's TOTALLY been asking for it. He's the one who opened Para's door in the first place. "

"Mr. Baxter!" yelled Lancer. "What did Mr. Fenton say about aggravating the emotions?!"

"Not my fault, Fentonerd's a complete WUSS!" THAT DID IT...

"Go get him, Vatter." both girls agreed.

The class counted down from ten—as ordered by the emotion himself — as they waited for Dash to re-emerge from Courage's room. He finally came out: naked, cold to the touch and afraid. The ninja-like emotion—with his mask back on— leaned in his doorframe as he watched Dash go over to the group while his daughters laughed by his side.

"D-d-does anybody have any s-s-spare clothes by a-a-any c-c-chance?!" Joy was tickled pink as he sat on a cloud formation and sewed, Faith in a cloud crib by his side.

"Annnnd what have we learned?" He questioned (teased).

"That Courage don't play." Sam and Tucker laughed out together.

"Miyabi imaimashī migi!" [Ya damn right!] At that the door to Danny's morality closed with a bang.

After Joy —in all his sweetness and motherly actions —sewed a new outfit for Dash, underwear and all, the class moved on. Pretty soon they arrived at a golden gate, Joy handed Faith to Sam and flew up to the supposed keyhole... IN THE PRETTIEST- SEXIST- MOST IN Tone- TENOR- VOICE IMAGINABLE! Joy unlocked the gate with this:

" You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down

You, you enchant me even when you're not around

If there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down

I'm latching on, babe, now I know what I have found. "

Everyone's jaws dropped at the gorgeous voice even Lancer was astonished and ready to spill tears at the beautiful voice.

" SOUND OF MUSIC, FENTON! WHY AREN'T YOU IN SHOW CHOIR?! " Joy blushed and drew circles with his feet in the clouds.

"S-s-some talents are best kept hidden, ya know..." Lancer went over to their guide and patted his shoulder with a gentle smile.

"Mr. Joy... Your host is an enigma."

"Umm... Thanks?"