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Adopted crossovers:
DP/Labyrinth – Author: Angelic Gargoyle Artemis; Title: Labyrinth and Danny Phantom
DP/Yu-gi-oh – Author: Laryna6; Title: Shadow Spirits
The respective chapters have therefore been taken down from this fic due to ff . net's rules against double posting. If you wish to read them and their continuations, find them on the profile page of the adoptee.
Please, adopt a plotbunny? Continue this fic?
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"Man, that's so cool!" Timmy watched Danny Phantom and the Red Hunter battle the ghost the media had called the Green Geek. "I wish I was a ghost, just like Danny Phantom!"
"Well, if you were a ghost, you wouldn't be just like Danny Phantom." Wanda flew out of the tank and came over to him, Cosmo following.
"What do you mean, Wanda?" Timmy asked, puzzled. He turned around to look at her.
"Danny Phantom is only half-ghost. All the Fairies are talking about it. It's against," a huge book appears in Wanda's hands. "Da Rules for humans to have powers like that."
"Oh no! Does that mean Danny Phantom's going to get in trouble?" Timmy was horrified. He knew what came of breaking Da Rules.
"Well, the rules aren't managed the same for ghosts as for fairies," Wanda reassured him.
"Walker's a big meanie! He confiscated Arnold!"
"Arnold?"
"His buffalo head nickel."
"Oh. Who's Walker."
"He's the enforcer of the rules for ghosts. One of the rules is no human artifacts are allowed in the ghost zone. Although there is some smuggling."
"He tried to lock me up for fifteen billion years!" Cosmo looked cross.
Wanda patted him on the shoulder. "There there, Pumpkin, I got it straightened out."
"What'll happen to Danny Phantom?" Danny Phantom was almost as cool as the Crimson Chin, only Danny Phantom was real. Timmy had wished the Crimson Chin was real once, and it hadn't ended well.
"Well, if Walker catches him he'll have to go to prison, Timmy."
"We can't let that happen, guys! Danny Phantom's a hero!"
"We can't interfere with Da Rules, Timmy." Wanda shook her head. "If Walker catches him he'll have to go to prison unless he gives up his ghost powers and becomes human."
"Giving his ghost powers?" That sounded to Timmy like having to give up Cosmo and Wanda.
He never wanted to give them up. Ever. They were his best friends. But he had to grow up someday. Everyone had to. And then all his adventures would be over. He wouldn't even remember anything! What if he ended up like Mr. Crocker? So desperate for fairies…
No, he probably wouldn't have even the slightest traces of memory. Jorgen von Strangle would make sure of that after all the trouble he had caused.
Timmy sighed.
"What's wrong Timmy?" Wanda asked, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"Timmy misses Arnold!" Cosmo started crying.
"It's nothing, guys." Timmy turned to them. "Cosmo, let's go rescue your nickel!"
"Yay!"
"Are you sure about this, Timmy?"
"Sure! I'm human, right? You said this Walker guy couldn't do anything to Danny Phantom if he was human. You guys are fairies. I bet your boss'd get really annoyed if anyone punished you but him."
"Hey! I bet he wouldn't have let Walker take Arnold!" Cosmo looked outraged.
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"If it's not about ghosts, I don't care!" Jack Fenton slammed the phone back on the hook and frowned. "That loon keeps calling every day! It's driving me nuts! Mmm… nuts."
"What loon?" Jazz looked up from her book, interested in what her dad had to say for once. He had to be pretty crazy for her dad to notice anything, after all. Maybe she could offer therapy? She could use another test case since Dash hadn't worked out.
"It's that Mr. Crocker who taught Danny in elementary school. He was always trying to 'borrow' our equipment so he could catch fairies or some such nonsense. Everyone knows fairies don't exist." Jack laughed.
"But it's been years since he taught Danny. Why is he calling now?"
"He says he's got a kid in his class with fairy godparents and wants to see if he can use our ghost hunting gear to catch them. Of course he can't, we need our ghost hunting gear to protect the city, not to track down something that doesn't exist. Ghosts are the only things with 'powers,' and we already took a reading at the school during the first time the town was invaded. It's the least-haunted place in Amity Park!" Jack Fenton laughed.
That sounded a little suspicious to Jazz. "You're sure it's nothing!"
"Right! It's just nonsense like the time Danny said that sickness had given you ghost powers. Humans with ghost powers, there's no such thing. Hi, Danny!" Jack said as Danny walked through the door and slung his backpack down on the table.
"Hi, Dad." Danny yawned.
"Why are you back so late when I told you to come right home after school?" Jack glared
"Um, I'm sure he has a perfectly good reason!" Jazz tried to cover for him.
"Mr. Lancer gave me detention. Again. Jazz, could you help me with my homework? There's no way I can finish all of this by tomorrow." His backpack was stuffed full of books.
"Sure, little brother."
"If you spent more time studying and less time hanging out with your friends, Danny, you'd be getting solid B minuses like your old man."
"Danny can do better than that, he's just busy!" She had to tell Danny about the odd stuff Dad had just told her. She grabbed his backpack. "Let's go up to your room."
"Oh, Mr. Crocker! He was worse than Mr. Lancer. At first he was nice but when Mom wouldn't give him the equipment, well. He hated me after that." Danny sighed. "I got put in detention so many times it went on my permanent record, which really isn't helping now. Lancer never gives me the benefit of the doubt."
Jazz put her hand on his shoulder. "That's tough, Danny. I wish I could help."
"Just don't send me to see Spectra again." They both laughed.
"Seriously, Danny, anytime you need help with your homework just let me know."
"Sure, Jazz. Can you help me with my math? It's going to be tough, I'm really horrible at it," he warned her.
"How hard can it be? Not as hard as ghost fighting."
A pause. "Jazz? That's not a very reassuring comparision."
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