Hello again, back with a new chapter!

Oh hey, something I forgot to mention at the end of the last chapter: If somebody could draw that Danny Phantom Doom poster, I would appreciate it. I'd do it myself, but I can't even draw a circle.

Now, onto the story!

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It was a very weird story about how Fenton Works now had a hot tub on its' roof. It all started not too long ago.

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(Flashback)

Danny was walking downstairs one Saturday afternoon. Friday had been a rough day for him at school due to him being victim to another one of Dash's more elaborate pranks.

He went onto the rooftop to clear his head and get his inner thoughts mapped out. As soon as he exited the door to the roof, he noticed there was a hot tub on the roof, which he had never seen there before.

He went back downstairs to the kitchen, where Jazz and his parents were eating lunch. As usual, his parents – Jack and Maddie – were returning from another one of their many ghost experiments, with Jack going into great detail about his latest invention, and Jazz not caring. She had more respect for her parents' profession than she used to, but still wished they would occasionally talk to them about something that didn't involve ghosts. It got boring to hear about after a while.

"Hey mom? Dad?" Danny asked.

"Yes son, what is it?" Jack asked, looking up from the newspaper he was reading, no doubt searching it for any signs of paranormal activity going on in Amity Park.

"When did you guys build a hot tub on the roof?"

Jack, Maddie, and Jazz all looked at Danny as if he had grown a second head.

"I don't know," Maddie responded, confused at first, then looking suspicious. "Jaaaaaack? When did we get a hot tub on the roof?"

However, Jack looked just as confused.

"Hey, don't look at me! Would I ever build something in our house without you saying OK, Maddie?"

Maddie frowned. "You don't want me to-"

"OK, all right. I did build a few things around here, but not a hot tub! I did not build any pool of water anywhere on our property! Son, are you sure you saw a hot tub up there?"

Now it was Danny's turn to frown, frustrated that his parents weren't taking him seriously. "Dad, I am not looking this up. Go see it for yourself."

So they did.

"Well, bigger than day! There is a hot tub up here!"

Maddie, also surprised, turn to look at her kids, but both Danny and Jazz shook their heads, knowing what their mother was going to ask them.

"Well, I know what I'm going to do!" Jack proclaimed. "I am going to put cameras on this roof to keep a closer eye on things up here! I just know there's something out there…"

Danny went back to his room, contemplating what just happened.

How did that happen? We never had a hot tub up there before. Come to think of it, just last week, I wished to have my own hot tub, and now suddenly, I get…Wait a minute…

(Flashback ends)

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Well, whenever and however it happened didn't matter. All that did matter was that it happened, and now Danny found himself using it a lot, usually as a stress reliever, given all that he was going through at school.

Now, after coming home from his bad day and angry outburst in the library, he immediately went up to chill out. And this time, Tucker and Sam were also joining him. Danny and Tucker were wearing nothing but their swimming trunks while Sam was wearing a black two-piece that she made herself out of some (she would call) not so appealing Hot Topic lingerie that (she would say) she made better. Danny had to fight the urge to stare at her, and was glad that the lower half of his body was now underwater.

"So, how ya feeling, man?" Tucker asked, his shoulders and head relaxing on the edge of the tub.

"Oooooooohhhhh," Danny sighed, relaxing at the feel of the hot water easing his tense muscles. "Muuuuuuch better. I needed this. Y'know, I'm ninety percent sure I know who put this hot tub here, but I don't care. For once, I wanna give her an award."

"So, just to be sure," Sam asked him. "You're not going to be an idiot and bring a weapon to Casper to be used against Dash? Or anyone?"

"No, I'm over that now. Ever since I found that book, I've lost interest in getting violent. I've found other ways-"

"What's this about getting violent?" Another voice asked. Danny didn't even need to turn around. He knew whose voice that was. Jazz was now joining them.

Danny was now more comfortable chilling in a hot tub with his sister, having been uncomfortable at first, as it felt a little bit weird and nasty, but after words of encouragement from Jazz – and her repeatedly forcing him to share the tub with her – he got more used to it. Though he still wished that she'd wear the one-piece swimsuit she used to have instead of the two-piece bikini she just bought. He felt weird seeing her in that. It didn't really matter, though, once Jazz stepped in the water and Danny only had to see her from the waist up.

"Danny, I'm serious. What's this talk about you being violent?"

"Jazz, it's nothing. I-"

"No, Danny," she said firmly. "This is serious. I don't want to see anybody – least of all, my little brother – using violence against anybody, so if there's something going on making you think violent thoughts, I want- no. I need to know it, and I need to know it now." She was not letting him weasel his way out of this.

So, the three of them told Jazz what happened at school that day.

"…And I'm just so fucking tired of being pushed around by Dash! I…I hate it! I wanna just fight back and break his fucking nose!" Jazz sighed. Unlike Sam and Tucker, she was used to hearing her brother drop f-bombs, not that she was happy about it.

"Danny," Jazz told him. "You really need to go talk to someone. I agree that Dash bullying you has got to stop. But the more it happens, and the more you keep it bottled up, the harder it's going to come back and hurt you. The more it's going to hurt all of us. And I don't want it to. I love you, Danny." Of course, she didn't mean that in a creepy way, and Danny knew this. "I don't want anything very bad happening to you. But you have to do something. Tell the teachers and tell them now."

"What, you think Lancer's gonna listen to him?" Tucker asked Jazz. "He wants Dash to be his own son! He's going to pay the slightest bit of attention to anyone saying Dash is picking on them. Definitely not Danny! He goes out of his way to unfairly pick on him, too!"

"Hate to say, but I'm siding with Tucker," Sam said. "The teachers at school won't listen to him. Or any of us. Trust me, I know."

"Well, they WILL listen to me!" Jazz shouted indignantly. "And I WILL demand that Dash stop this! And I have my ways of convincing both him and Lancer to stop picking on my brother!"

"Jazz, really you don't have to-"

"Yes I do! I will not allow you, my dear little brother, to keep being tormented at school, which is where you should feel safe! And if nobody else will stop it, then I will!"

Danny sighed. He knew there was no stopping Jazz from protecting her brother. Not that he was complaining, but he sometimes felt there was little she could do that would have any lasting effect.

"Thanks, Jazz."

"My pleasure, Danny. I'll always look out for you. Anyway, you feel better now?"

"Much. This hot tub is helping me relax. And I checked out a book on designing video games at the library today. I think it's something I wanna do."

Jazz was surprised. "You? Making video games? I know you like playing them a lot, but actually creating them? I'm impressed."

"Yeah. I mean, I wanna be an astronaut, but who says I can't be a programmer as well? I could be a reverse John Carmack!" Of course, Danny had to explain to the others who John Carmack was. He only just found out today that Carmack was none other than a founder of id Software, the company that made Wolfenstein, Doom, Quake, and many other games that became gaming icons. He also had a side career as an astronaut.

Jazz was a little concerned about her brother talking enthusiastically about Doom, a game that was notorious for its' hardcore violence and satanic imagery. But she shrugged it off. After all, it was game about killing demons in hell. At least you play as a good guy, right?

"You know what we should do someday?" Danny asked, after a moment of silence.

"What?"

"When we're 21, we should build a bar up here on the roof. Liquor cabinet, beer kegs, put up some lawn chairs, a firepit, invite anyone up here onto the rooftop bar. And then, I'd spite Dash by refusing to let him join in on our parties," which got the other three laughing.

"I can see that," Sam said. "Ahhhhh, I can't wait to try out a Jäger Bomb."

"Ugh," Tucker groaned in disgust. "Jägermeister? I hear that stuff's nasty. I'm gonna get some Southern Comfort and orange juice and get an Alabama Slammer."

"You guys both have taste. You gotta have a White Russian." The other three stared at him. "What? I've never had one, I just like The Big Lebowski, that's all."

"Jeez," Tucker said. "No wonder you're swearing so much these days."

"Yes, he's seeing a lot of questionable movies these days," Jazz said. "But I guess he is approaching that age. I just wanted him to be a kid for a little bit longer.

Well, anyway, if you're going to a hot tub party with a drink, you need to be classy. I am going to sit in the tub sipping on a Long Island Iced Tea."

"Whoa," Tucker said. "That's the drink with all the…drinks, isn't it?"

"Yes. Vodka, gin, rum, tequila, triple sec, then fill it with coke."

"Damn!" Sam shouted. "That's a lot!"

They continued to sit on their rooftop hot tub for another hour, before Maddie called them down for dinner, which Tucker and Sam decided to stay for.

After dinner, however, Danny was going to get started on his new side hobby as a video game designer.

After he finished his homework, that is.

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Well, that's it for this chapter. A bit longer than I expected. And I was able to get it finished and uploaded quickly too. I'm usually not able to do it this fast. I hope it lasts.

Also, my Teen Titans fanfic is also still being worked on, so keep an eye open for that, too!

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