Ugh. Does anyone know how to contact Fanfiction's tech support? I'm not positive, but I'm pretty sure it was a problem with the site that made it so that I couldn't get this chapter, or anything else to upload. I finally had to copy and paste this into a preexisting document, and fix all the quotation marks and apostrophes that went wonky when I copied it. (I'm sorry if I missed any by the way. I promise there weren't any punctuation errors when I finished editing in my word processor.)

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tiger002: Thank you! Yeah, I guess this story is heading toward its end.

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Luiz4200: I think you might like a little surprise in this chapter, then. The dragons wouldn't really have a problem with individuals knowing about the magical world, as long as the average people don't know. I mean, Jake's friends were permitted to know about the magical world, and they spent all series working on telling his dad!

Trinity the Kitsune Kunoichi: Hmm . . . I don't think I'll be able to do everything along those lines without completely changing the plot. But I had been planning to do some of those things anyway. :)

Obiwan456: Yeah. No one knowing in Amity would be weird, especially since some of the characters have known since Season 1 or earlier!

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Jack's Incredible Contribution

Danny poured over the map. "So do we have Amity broken up by districts?" he asked.

"Check," said Tucker, placing a check mark next to a list of the plan's steps.

"And we have each district subdivided?" Sam asked.

"Check."

"And we have enough fudge to snack on while we=re going around town?" Jack asked, hopefully.

"Check," said Tucker, before he realized what Jack had said. "Hey wait a minute, there's no fudge in this plan!"

"Well, that stinks," Jack mumbled.

"Let's review," Jazz suggested. "We've broken into three groups: Danny, with Sam and Tucker, Mom, with Dad and I, and Valerie, with our two friends from New York."

"Yeah, that's right," said Sam.

"We all have copies of the map, with our areas highlighted," Jazz said, "and we will hide two speakers in each subdivision of zones."

"Yep," said Tucker.

"After we're done, we will meet back here, at the Fenton Works. We will know it's time to start the broadcast when every group is back."

"Exactly," said Danny. Unshed tears welled up in his eyes. "And then all of you will . . . "

Danny shook his head to clear it, and to regain control of his emotions. He didn't want to upset anyone who didn't know that they would forget, after all.

"Yes?" Valerie asked.

Danny sighed. "Never mind," he said. "I'm sorry it has to be this way."

He looked up at his parents. "If things were different, and you know what I mean, do you think you'd treat me the same after this?" he asked. "Fenton, that is, I know you'd treat Phantom differently. Or would this be hard for you to accept?"

"Danny," said Maddie. 'You've got to remember that we love you. We would have worked something out. We'd get over the change eventually, and we'd be as fair as possible in the meantime."

"Yeah," Jack agreed. "You are a Fenton."

Danny cracked a smile, and hope shone in his eyes.

"Yo," Jake interrupted. "I know this is a touching moment for y'all, but shouldn't we be setting the speakers up?"

'My grandson is correct," Lao Shi said. "Time waits for no one."

Danny sighed, and picked up an armful of speakers. "Come on, guys," he said to Sam and Tucker. "We better get started."

"Okay, dude," said Tucker, "But you better explain to us how these will help you, again?"

Danny couldn't make eye contact with his friend as he replied, "Trust me, it's not something you want to know."

Almost everyone was gathered back at the Fenton Works, hot and sweaty from the work of installing the speakers around town. Danny, Sam, and Tucker still had yet to return.

Maddie, Jazz, Valerie, Jake, and Lao Shi were resting on the Fentons' living room furniture. Jack had already headed to the lab, to do some secret project.

Jazz glanced at her watch. "Where's Danny?" she asked worriedly. "It shouldn't take him this long to put up the speakers."

Valerie snorted. "With all those ghosts flying around? I wouldn't expect him back for another hour."

"I hope something horrible didn't happen to him," Jazz said. "He usually comes home injured after fighting off ghosts."

Maddie shuddered at the thought that her son could be getting hurt that very moment. "We've got to go see if he needs any help," she said.

But before they could do anything, Danny and his friends phased into the room. "I'm fine for the moment, thanks," he said, grinning.

Letting go of Sam and Tucker, he apologized, "Sorry we took so long. We ran into the Guys in White. They're nothing I can't handle, but it took a while to shake them off. We've gotta get that broadcast playing before they think to look here."

Maddie stood up to hug Danny. Pulling him into a gentle embrace she said, "Promise me you'll be careful, and try not to get hurt?"

"Yeah Mom, I'll try."

With the incredible timing typical of cartoon characters, Jack burst up the stairs. "I've got it!' he bellowed. "I've done it!" He waved a couple pins above his head.

"Dad?" Danny asked. "What are those, exactly?"

"These, son, are Fenton Memifiers! They are mini radio disrupters that will allow anyone who wears them to be immune to the effects of the memory-erasing transmissions that we=ll be playing throughout town."

"What?" asked Sam, Tucker, and Valerie in unison. "You were going to erase our memories?"

"Only those related to ghosts," Danny whispered. "I'm sorry guys. I didn't tell you because I knew you'd be upset."

While Danny was talking to his angry friends, Jake was asking Jack a few questions.

"Say what?" he asked. "I mean, wouldn't those be dangerous if they were to fall into the wrong hands?"

"But they won't fall into the wrong hands!" Jack exclaimed. "Who would want to wear a blank pin?" The pins were blank, with even the normal Fenton Works logo missing from them. 'That's why I didn't put the word 'Fenton' on it!"

Danny looked up. "Hey Dad?" he asked. "Exactly what's the range on those? They won't make anyone standing close enough remember, will they?"

"Relax, Danny!" Jack said. "I've got it covered! These babies only disrupt signals for a few inches. Only the person actually wearing the pin will be affected!"

Jack pinned one of the Fenton Memifiers on himself, and fanned out the rest so that others could take them. "Come get one!" he called. "I've got just enough for everyone!"

When everyone else was reluctant to take a pin, he added, "Don't worry. They're perfectly safe! I used an unmodified version of the disrupters I put in the Fenton Phones, so that they disrupt radio waves instead of ghostly signals, and implanted them in the pins."

Reassured, they snatched up the Memifiers, and pinned them onto themselves.

"Yeah!" Danny exclaimed. "Now you guys don't have to forget!"

His family and friends looked on amused.

"If they work, that is," Danny amended. "I've been wanting to tell some of you guys for a long time," he admitted, "but I was too scared to, even after I knew you'd accept me. I didn't want to go back to you guys not knowing. I didn't want to go to not even Sam and Tucker, who were there when I became Phantom, knowing."

"The hypnotic CD is in place," Jake informed them. Handing Danny the remote, Jake said, "I think you should do this. It will just take a few minutes of exposure before the broadcast start having any effect on people's minds."

Jack's face brightened up. "That means that we'll have time to switch the pin between one set of clothes and another without forgetting! Push that button, Danny!"

"Okay," Danny said. With his hand hovering over the remote, he paused to say, "I hope the pins work. I hope this broadcast works."
Danny lowered his finger, and pushed the play button.