Five Short Pages
By: Wilona Riva
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or Sailor Moon.
Author's Note: This a short companion piece to Of Saturn.
Crystal Millennium, Reflection, Phantom's Keep, Kitchen, Summer
Two
"Mom, what are you doing?" Esther asked. She was the eldest of the Ghost King's children, and looked liked a younger version of her mother, just with the winter-hued eyes of her father in his human form.
"Recreating a special event for your father," her mother said, while setting out the ingredients to make sugar cookies, and poured out half the contents of a sack of flour on the table.
"Huh?"
"Never mind, dear, you'll understand when you're an adult."
Esther slunk out of the kitchen.
"What's up?" Her younger brother asked.
"They're not making sugar cookies in there," she informed him. "You'll understand when you're older." She patted him on the head, and walked away.
Saturn's Journal
Father sent Yuki back in time three times today. Once to procur Amser's DNA and twice to mingle it with Ganymede's. The first time Yuki slipped it into an ectoplasmic based gel the girl was floating in. The second time, Yuki inserted into the batch of Ecto-Dejecto Ganymede's Terran parents had made, which Ganymede unknowingly stabilized the girl with.
Following Father's instructions, Ganymede reduced the girl to ash at our coronation. To the ghosts, she was an abomination. Her pure essence was transported to Father's domain, where with Time's aid, she'll be reformed. My niece will awaken some day and take her mother's place as Princess of Charon.
21st Century, Reflection, Phantom's Keep, 3 months after wedding
"Why are you here?" Phantom demanded of the jumpsuit-clad man and woman. They looked at each other, then grinned.
"You're fifteen today, Danno!" the man in orange exclaimed. "We brought you something."
"Ghost hunters in the Reflection bearing gifts?" the King of All Ghosts said, dumbfounded. A slender arm touched his wrist gently.
"Let them give their gifts, love," Desiree said, gently. "These hunters are special to you."
The woman in blue smiled sadly. "Hi, sweetie, I know you don't remember us, but we wanted to give you these. We can't stay long as humans can't long survive the Ghost Zone's coldness."
"Place is really freaky," the orange man added.
The Fright Knight snorted. "It suits us just fine, Terran."
Prince Ganymede's mouth twitched slightly; his acute hearing caught the barely audible comment of the Shadow Paladin. "What did you bring?"
"This one is from us, sweetie," Maddie said, handing over a black and white snowflake patterned box. it was less than 4 fingers across and three wide.
He took it and shook it gently. Nothing rattled. "It's not going to explode, is it?" he asked them worriedly, a strange image of half a dozen scientific inventions attacking him in the back of his mind.
"No, sugar," the huntress told . "Open it."
Carefully unwrapping the gift, the Ghost King opened the box to reveal-a cell phone.
"It works like a regular cell phone, but runs on a tiny ecto-converter and will last for a very long time," the man said. "I programmed all our numbers in it, even the Nasty Burger you like to go to with Sam and Tucker."
Images of bats and tech gadgets came to mind when the man spoke those names to him. "Who are Sam and Tucker?" he asked, turning to Desiree.
"Sam is the mortal name of Princess Amser of Charon," the Shadow Paladin answered for her. She frowned at him. "She's Prince Solannon of Sol's future bride."
He nodded. "Amser I know. What of this Tucker?"
"He is Terran," Desiree explained. "He is more clever than Technus and Skulker combined."
"Not arguing there," the Crow Prince muttered. He pocketed the Terran device, and walked over to the humans. "There was a second gift?"
"From Jazz, Sam and Tucker," the woman said. The gift was a simple picture of the whole Casper High freshman class. Holding up a huge banner were Princess Amser, a dark-skinned boy and a girl with carrot-red hair. The banner read: Happy Birthday, Danny Phantom-our hero!
"Er, tell them I said thank you," he told her. Emerald eyes swept over their forms. "Mabel! Molly! See that our guests are refreshed and returned to Terra in a way so as not to arouse Walker's suspicions."
Without warning, and without knowledge of why tears were running down his face, Ganymede hugged the two humans tightly. "I love you," he whispered to them.
"And we love you, Danny-boy. We won't be able to come again, but know this, a light will always be left on for you."
Prince Ganymede's mind was soon preoccupied with the attention of the Five, who began murmuring about him producing an heir.
"I'm only fifteen!" he protested.
"We know, Great One," Frostbite assured him.
"Congratulation, Daniel, you are now of age," Plasmius said, smirking at him.
"Of age for what?" Ganymede asked him suspiciously.
"To learn to cook, love," Desiree purred in his ear. "Follow me. We're going to make a salad and some sugar cookies for dinner."