Here we go, Chapter 8 of what are the odds! Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I would if I could but I don't own Danny Phantom.

Danny and Jazz screamed.

"Danny? Jazz? Are you okay?" Maddie called up the stairs.

"What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do!" Danny said quickly pacing the room.

"I thought we had another 3 days! What happened?" Jazz said.

"I don't know. But we gotta hide Alan somewhere! Quick! Stuff him in the closet!" Danny hurriedly opened the closet door.

"Danny! We can't put him in the closet!" Sam exclaimed.

"Sam, where else are we supposed to hide him? It's not like I can just walk into the kitchen with him and say, "Oh, hi Mom! Hi Dad! This is my son, Alan, he's from the FUTURE!" It's doesn't work that way!"

"Okay, Danny, lets just try to keep calm. And act like nothing is wrong." Jazz said.

"ACT LIKE NOTHING'S--." Sam covered Danny's mouth.

Jazz popped her head out the door, "Hey! What are you guys doing home so early?"

"Vlad said that we should come home and spend some time with you." Maddie replied.

"V-man's so thoughtful of you kids." Jack added. "Plus we were able to stop at the fudge shop on our way back!" Jack dove back into the kitchen. "Mmmm…Triple chocolate marshmallow bubble gum fudge!"

"So, what are you guys doing up there?" Maddie said while rolling her eyes at her husband.

"Uh…we're playing a game?" Jazz replied questionably

There was a bang and Danny yelled, "ALAN! STOP ACTING LIKE BLUE JAY!"

Maddie looked up at Jazz with her eyebrow raised.

"Uh, Charades?"

"MY COMPUTER! Oh, wait…that's Jazz's."

"Maybe Twister?"

"Gah!" Danny was pushed out the door. His hair was messed up so it was flying everywhere and his eyes were wide. He noticed his mother at the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh, Hi mom! Me and Sam are just…Wrestling. 'Thinking about trying out for the team."

"Tra-la-LA!" Alan ran out of the room and into the hallway with a bed sheet as a cape. Danny froze and grimaced.

"Who's you little friend?" Maddie asked.

"Mr. and Mrs. Fudge!" Jack yelled from the kitchen.

"Not you!" Maddie yelled back.

Sam ran out following Alan and froze when she saw Mrs. Fenton.

"Oh, hey Mrs. Fenton! This is…uh…err…al-dam. Adam, yeah, he's my newly adopted…Brother! Heh-heh."

"Oh, well okay. You kids have fun. Oh and don't hurt the little fella!"

"Trust me, he's invincible." Danny mumbled. Jazz elbowed him. "Ow!"

There was another bang, and then, "SUPER FUDGE!"

"JACK!"

Danny, Sam, Jazz and "Adam" were left alone in the 2nd floor hallway.

"We need a plan." Danny said.

"And fast." Sam said.

"And it has to work." Jazz added.

"Fudge!" Alan shrieked.

Jazz stared at Alan, "Now that gives me an idea!"

The threesome sat on Jazz's bed.

"Okay, here's the plan…"

They whispered the plan to each other for a few moments. Then, Danny randomly whispered into Sam's ear, "Can I have a hug?"

Sam elbowed him, "No! Haven't you noticed? We are trying to get our son back to the future! It's a little more important!"

"Yeah, but…but…it's our love that made him exist!" He made a puppy-dog face.

"Danny, that's just a tad sick. We just got together!"

Danny sighed, "Okay…well how about a kiss?"

Sam rolled her eyes, "Later! I'm gonna go check on Alan."

She walked out and into Danny's room.

"I bet you'll give him a hug!" Danny shouted after her.

Jazz cocked an eyebrow, "Anyway…"

Danny came back to reality, "Oh, right. So while you're gone, me and Sam will contact Clockwork and tell him what happened. Then we'll get Alan back to the future just as you pull back into the driveway. Jazz, you're a genius!"

"I know."

"Don't flatter yourself."

The siblings walked out into the hall and down stairs to begin their plan, but they both stopped in their tracks. Alan had snuck downstairs and Sam followed him to keep him out of trouble. But, she ended up being questioned by Jack and Maddie. Oh and I can't forget Mr. & Mrs. Fudge (AKA Super fudge).

"So what's his favourite TV show?"

"UH…um…"

"Danna Phantum!"

"How about superhero?"

"Danna Phantum!"

"Best Friend?"

"Danna Phantum!"

Jack frowned, "He really like's that ghost kid. Well, he better get used to him being gone 'cuz once I get my hands on that punk, I'll rip him apart…"

"Molecule by molecule." Everyone finished his sentence.

"That's the spirit!" (no pun intended)

"Wait, Danny Phantom doesn't have a TV show." Maddie said.

"Huh?" Danny asked.

"Gonna catch 'me all cuz he's Danna Phantum!" Alan sang.

"SWEET! I have my own TV show!" Danny yelled.

Maddie and Jack gave him a suspicious look and Jazz and Sam bit their lip.

"Oh! I mean he has a TV show. Not me. Cuz I'm just plain old Danny Fenton. Yup, nobody wants to make a show about me."

"Say, Mom, Dad, I need to run some errands. Wanna come with me?" Jazz asked, putting step one of their plan into action.

"Jasmine, sorry but we just got back. We want to stay here and spend some time with you and Danny."

"Oh, okay. I'll just be all by myself, doing errands, hopefully not being attacked by any ghosts…"

"GHOSTS!" Jack shouted and ran outside, jumping into Jazz's car.

"So, Mom, you should probably come to make sure Dad's alright."

"Oh sweetie, I would but I don't want Danny to stay home all by himself."

"Me? Oh, pft! You can leave me!" He wrapped his hand around Sam's.

Jazz whispered to her mom, "Trust me; you want to leave them alone."

Maddie looked at Jazz then Danny and Sam. A huge smile crept up on her face.

"JACK! HAND OVER THE $50!" She ran out and tackled Jack for money.

"Hey! What's with the money! Sick people I tell you. Sick people." Danny nodded his head in shame of his parents.

"Heh, you haven't seen anything until you've seen Lancer's reaction. I heard has a bet with every teacher. And the only one he cares about is the one with Ms. Teftleft (a/n ok I have no idea how to spell her name, so just go with it)." Jazz added.

"Great now we're the lottery!" Danny said.

"Guys. as exciting as this is, shouldn't we keep going with the plan?" Sam asked.

"Right."

"I'm never gonna get over this you know!" Danny said grumpily.

Sam kissed his check.

"Okay lets go!" Danny said. Obviously he'd gotten over the bets pretty quickly.

Danny started walking off.

"I know what he likes." Sam said to Jazz.

"Okay! I'm leaving now!" Jazz said quickly and closed the door.

"What did I say? All I said was…EWWW! Jazz! I didn't mean that!"

"Mean what?" Danny asked.

"I said I knew what you wanted and Jazz thought it was something else. But I only meant a kiss!"

"GAH! She's been reading my journal!" Danny shouted. Sam looked at him with a strange look on her face.

"Err…I mean…not like that's in…"

"Hey! What'd I miss?" Tucker burst through the door just as Jazz was pulling out.

"Fewf! Save by the Tucker!" Danny said. Then he realized Jazz was already on her way. "Okay guys, we gotta do this quick!" Danny grabbed Alan hand and ran down to the lab.

"Wait, what are we doing quick? And…hey, what's with the luggage bags? Oh no, don't tell me you and Sam are running off to Hawaii or someplace like that!"

Sam grabbed Tuck's hand, "I'll tell you in the short form."

They both ran downstairs.

"See, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton came home early so we had to get a hold of Clockwork since he's the only one who can bring Alan back to the future. So Jazz got Jack and Maddie out of the house so me and Danny can contact Clockwork and get Alan back home. OH yeah, and everyone has dating bets on us."

"SWEET! I can't wait to see Lancer's Happy dance!"

Danny pressed some buttons on a phone like machine.

"What's that?" Sam asked.

"Oh, it's a new invention. The Fenton Ghost phone. See you an contact anyone in the ghost zone though a phone; just like we can here."

Danny punched in Clockwork's phone number; 888-TIME. It rang, and rang, and rang, and rang….

"Darn it! No answer! Now what?"

"All we can do is keep calling." Sam said.

Danny quickly redialed the number, waiting, waiting, waiting….

Haha! Cliffy! Here's chapter 8! And okay so maybe I lied last time I might get a chapter 11 out of this. They might be coming short from now on but hope you'll still like 'em. R&R!

DDH