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Disclaimer: Yeah, I don't own Danny Phantom. Or Teen Titans for that matter. Just go and rub it in my face. While you're at it, why don't you give me a nice paper cut and pour some lemon juice on it?

Robin had called a meeting. Danny, who had retreated to 'his' room to brood, was in no mood to sit through some boring lecture about the crime rates of the city. He had much better stuff to do with his time. Like be a mulish, depressed person. He wasn't one to be optimistic.

But he found himself being dragged out of his room by a scowling Cyborg. "C'mon man, Robin said he wanted you…" He let out a muffled oof when Danny kneed him in the stomach. "Alright! No more Mr. Nice Guy!"

Cyborg proceeded to simply wrap his arms around Danny like a bear hug and picked him up. Danny just smiled and went for the intangibility option of escape. It worked quite effectively. Danny slipped right out of Cyborg's arms, who shuddered at the ghost boy's passing through.

"Fine man, I'm not the one who'll have to face to Robin," Cyborg shrugged nonchalantly, exiting the room with a dramatic sigh and heading quickly down the hallway. Danny just stared at the door blankly.

Option One: Maybe he should go. It might be beneficiary in his quest to gain the Titan's trust. He might be invited to go out and help the Titans kick some nemesis butt. If that were the case, he would get some cool inside information on how the Titans worked. Perhaps learn some new moves from the team. Or just get invited to a training session. But that still involved some new moves. Danny felt his own style was wearing itself out, not that he was using it much. It wasn't that he didn't want to keep it, just that it was losing its novelty and edge. Honing was what he was looking to do.

Option Two: He could just wait here and laugh at the pissed look on Robin's face.

OH YEAH!! THE LINE BREAK IS BACK!! GET OVER IT!!

Robin looked up coolly when Cyborg entered the room. He didn't even blink when Danny wasn't trailing behind him. Robin leaned over the table.

"He didn't come?"

"Nah, he wouldn't leave his room." Cyborg shifted uneasily. What was Robin going to do about that? He seemed edgier than usual, and to tell the truth, it was setting everyone else off too. Raven was snappier, Beast Boy was sullen, and Starfire was withdrawn. Cyborg had noticed right away, but nobody else was catching on the not-so-subtle change in atmosphere. They were the Teen Titans, for God's sake! They could spot trouble a mile away in Jump, but they couldn't defend themselves when it hit close to home?

Robin cocked an eyebrow. "Anything wrong, Cy?"

Cyborg cleared his throat nervously. "No. Why would you think that?" If Cyborg had a shirt on, he'd be tugging at the collar. He struggled to keep his face level. It seemed like a good move to Cyborg.

All the rest of the team saw was some sort of face convulsion. Cyborg wasn't usually the one to hide emotions. That special spot on the team was saved for Robin and the occasional Raven.

Cyborg was definitely out of character too.

Robin just turned. "We have to keep some tabs on this Phantom guy." He was saying this in all seriousness. Cyborg was settling into a chair and staring at the wall. Raven had her eyes closed, but that didn't necessarily mean she wasn't listening. Starfire was as rapt as always, but the shine in her eyes had dulled slightly. Beast Boy was leaning back in his plush chair so far nobody could tell his facial expression.

Robin read the faces worriedly. "We need something that will keep him here, or at least track him." With that he turned to Cyborg, who was somewhat unresponsive.

"What?"

Robin shook his head a repeated himself. "The tracking device…?"

Cyborg's eye was open wide. "Oh yeah, right." He stood up and spoke a little louder. "So, I've been working on something unnoticeable to track Danny with, but I ran into a few major problems, like the way he can just fall through stuff."

Robin looked slightly annoyed. "You've been working on it? As in you're not finished?"

"Yes. I mean NO! I'm finished! I rectified the untouchable obstacle with a sample of his DNA. Now, when I get this on him," he poked a button on his arm and a small device popped out, "it'll stick to him and change when he changes."

Robin squinted at the object. "Cy, you really think he won't notice that thing is attached to him?"

A smile spread across Cyborg's face. "This is just the application device. The real tracker is a size of a tick."

Robin grinned back, satisfied. "I don't think there will be any trouble getting it on him, then. I'll leave that part up to you, Cyborg."

Starfire whimpered quietly. Robin twisted to peer at her. "Yeah Star?"

She let out a small sigh. "I do not understand why we must be so suspicious of friend Danny!" she said, sitting up and hardening her face.

"Star, I wished we didn't have to--"

"Then don't, Robin! Instead, we could all enjoy a meal of the party sort!"

Robin smacked a gloved hand to his forehead. "It's not so easy, Star."

Starfire was adamant. "Please, friend Robin? There is no need to conclusion jump!"

Robin ignored her pout and stretched taller so her could see over her head, which was positioned in front of his face and masked with the perfect pout. "Any questions?"

All he got was a n irked Raven and a Beast Boy who looked like he'd seen better days.

"Okay then."

Starfire was angry at being ignored. "I think my vote counts just as much as theirs do, Robin!" She fumed heatedly.

"Star, we know that, I know that but you're still outnum--"

He was interrupted by a loud crash that resounded through the room and left a huge dent in the door. Robin was instantly in action. "Titans, GO!"

ANOTHER FREAKING LINE BREAK!! YEAH!! ON A ROLL!!

Danny crossed his arms. This waiting for Robin's pissed reaction was not working for him.

It had been at least fifteen minutes. Danny had judged Robin to be a fast paced, attack-now-ask-questions-later kind of guy. He could handle waiting for a little bit, but it wasn't long before he was utterly bored.

How can you be utterly bored when you're the half-dead ghost guardian of the world?

Does that make any sense at all?

So as Danny was sitting there waiting for Robin to hurry up pr for something else to happen, karma came to bite him in the butt again.

And not the good kind.

Danny shivered as his ghost sense went off. The blue mist curled in front of his face. Danny was up in an instant, ready for anything. Well, at least, almost anything.

But he wasn't expecting to see a smug looking Vlad Plasmius. "Why, hello my little badger! Long time, no see!"

Danny hadn't moved, He was just staring at Vlad, waiting for him to make his move. Laughed and began to form an ectoblast in his hand. "Well, well, look who's been setting up with the Teen Titans!" He tossed the ectoblast in an almost lazy fashion towards the tense Danny.

Danny easily dodged. Not only that, but he was also launching his own counterattack. This consisted of a swift feign to the left and a clipping ectoblast to the right.

Blocked.

"Oh, Daniel has gotten faster, has he? Well, so have I!"

Vlad duplicated into five. Danny responding by matching his display of power. The five Dannys and Vlads crashed together mightily. One Danny was teleporting all around the confused Vlad, until he was caught off guard and received a nasty punch to the face. The Danny duplicate fizzled out of existence.

Vlad One. Danny zip.

The Vlad, now free of its enemy, dove to aid another one of his comrades who was locked under Danny's arm. The help came to little too late. The score was even.

At least, it was even. Before Vlad joined back into one and grabbed all four remaining Danny's, squeezing them together. They cried out collectively, punching and yelling.

It wasn't long before the Dannys fused back into one and were tossed to the floor.

"You are still the little badger you always were!"

Vlad was leaning over Danny with a triumphant look on his face. That expression soon faded to one of shock as Danny kneed him in the groin.

It was Danny's turn to smile. "Ouchie!"

Vlad straightened up from his doubled over position. He placed a booted foot on Danny's chest and began to press. Danny just slid through the floor.

He flew back up and found himself on the hallway. Better to be in a bigger space, he reasoned. More room to maneuver. He shot down the hallway, and knew a silent Vlad was following close behind.

He was caught by surprise when a cold hand gripped his foot and slammed him into a a metal doorway. Ouch.

But the pit of unease rolled over in his stomach when he heard the phrase, "Titans, GO!"

Yeah, so that's it. Yay, review! Um…I'm running out of things to say…Besides thank you THANK YOU THANK YOU to my faithful reviewers. I love them!