According to Tax Form 1504 DP: I do not claim Danny Phantom.
This is a continuation of the tax related fics.
IRS Office
"The lady on the phone said I needed to come in," Phantom explained as he handed over his 1040.
The middle-aged woman maintained her professional manner as she scanned the almost blank form. "Do you have a Social Security Number?"
He couldn't keep his secret identity if he put down his Fenton SSN. Technically Phantom didn't have one. He shook his head.
"Can you fill in your address?" she asked.
"Not really. Just Amity Park."
The woman sighed. "Let's start with are you a US citizen?"
"I guess. Maybe. I don't know?" Phantom looked at her helplessly. "I'm not even sure what dimension to put down."
The woman sighed. "Age?"
"Two or sixteen depending on how you count."
"I don't suppose anyone can claim a ghost as a dependent?" the woman asked.
"I can't answer that either."
He grinned at the next question; finally one he could answer.
"Occupation?"
"Hero."