Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom. But I do own my bladder! 'runs to bathroom'

Danny: Heh heh 'pulls out camera' I'll just take a little photo of her…..

'Danny sneaks behind bathroom door and snaps a picture'

Me: AHH! YOU-(bleep)-!!

Danny: heh heh!

Chapter 3

Back Home

When mom took me home, she called the doctor. Dr. Grant checked me out. I was constantly panting and scratching my head. I also started to lick my nose with my newly long and black tongue. It soon had scaly texture to my skin, like a dog's nose. It stayed cold as the doctor touched it. He turned to my mom.

"This," he said. " is the most amazing thing I've seen since there was that girl that was allergic to everything!" My mom looked at me. I still licked my nose. The doctor grabbed my tongue and examined it. I growled. He let go and I continued my licking. "Please, Dr. Grant!" she said. "Does he have any disease?" Dr. Grant folded his glasses and put them in his pocket. "No," he said. "But, I have to ask you something, um, when did he start acting like this?" Mom looked at me again. I was busy twirling in circles on the floor, or, chasing my tail, as most people call it. Though, I didn't have a tail. I had no idea what I was doing. I just knew I was having a blast!

She looked back at the doctor. "Since I found him a few minutes after he fell asleep last night," she said. "He had some bite mark on his shoulder. Danny, show the doctor your shoulder." I stopped chasing my rear and pulled up my left shirt sleeve. It was still tightly bandaged. He turned back to my mother. "I'll need a blood sample from him," he finally said. I yelped and stared at my mom. Blood sample? I was so scared, I almost leapt out the window! I couldn't let the doctor know I was Danny Phantom! I then started to whine.

"What-? I can't let him take my blood! This is mutiny! I will not let him take my blood!" My voice then turned into a yowl. I covered my mouth. The doctor stared at me. "We need a small sample."

A few minutes later, he shoved a needle into my bloodstream. I yelped. I wasn't used to these kinds of procedures! After pulling it out of my arm, he put a band-aid on the wound and left. Mom looked at me lovingly. She looked at my nose, then touched it. She pulled back her hand and wiped it on her jumpsuit. I felt my nose. It was cold and wet. I put down my hand and looked at my mom. She sat next to me and scratched my head. Oh, that REEAALLY hits the spot…. I thought while my tongue hung out of my mouth. My leg started to twitch as my mom scratched my head harder. Soon, I hadn't realized that my leg 

moved up and down in a rapid pace. I scooted closer to her as she scratched harder. Then I was on my side in her lap, still panting happily as she scratched harder and harder. I was afraid I'd kick her because of how fast my leg was moving. Oh, but how it helped my head! "Okay, you pup, settle down," she said and stopped scratching my head. I sat up. My Mom stared at my face in horror. "What?" I asked. She pointed to my nose. Turning around and looking in the mirror, I looked at my nose.

It was beginning to get black. I screamed, but instead, it came out as a howl that was so loud my mom covered her ears. I ran back onto the bed. "What's happening to me?!" Maddie shook her head. I, for one, ran to my window. I put my face in the window curtain and looked outside. I then saw Sam's house. She was combing her beautifully black hair that gleamed purple in the light. I looked at her for a few moments, then put my face out of the curtain and turned to his mother. "I need to find some cure!" Maddie nodded her head and looked at my face again. She pointed to a mirror. Enraged from annoyance, I went into the mirror and looked at my face again. My lips were no longer it's usual tan color. They were thinner. And blacker.

With fangs spouting from under them.

Okay, so that was Chapter three!

Danny: I'll still sell that picture! 'snickers'

Me: Oh, you little ….. 'pulls out chainsaw and charges after Danny'

Sam: 'looks off at distance as chainsaw sounds and Danny screams bloody murder' Okay, seems I'm here to send you off. Uh, while Danny gets his bandages, 'winces as Danny cries out' ohh, that's gotta hurt, You can either review of the story or go onto the next chapter. Bye bye! 'winces again as Danny runs off, his shirt off, and swinging it above his head'

Danny: Get Back! I have a sweaty boy shirt and I'm not afraid to use it!!

Me: 'gets touched by Danny's gross shirt' ACK! I'm hit! GO, GO SAM!! BEFORE YOU'RE LIKE ME!! 'falls dead on ground'

Sam: EEK!! 'runs off screaming as Danny runs after her, then catches her and go into a heavy make-out session'

Me: AUGH!! Please get out of here before anything bad else happens!! Go review or something! ICK! Why here? 'runs and chases Danny as Sam passes out on the floor.

Danny Horse: 'my cartoon' Um, if my creator is busy, then I'll take over. MUFFINS!! Okay, that was weird…

All: WEEEEE!!

Me: So, huh... I'm reaching a goal of every chapter being at least 1,050 words long. This one had only 977 when I posted it on here, so I'll bore you out of your mind. KIDDING! So, what should I do? Well, I know what you people should do while I'm working on Chapter 3:

1. Review about my story

2. Laugh till you cry about some kind of nonsense

3. Review about my story

4. Sneak a candy bar from your closet

5. Review about my story

So, those are the following things.

Danny: You said "Review about my story" twice.

Me: Do you want to become a smoothie?!

Danny: No...

Me: Then zip it!!

Danny H: Hah! You were told to zip it!

Danny: Shut up, mule!

Danny H: I'M A HORSE!! 'attacks Danny'

Me: 'winces as Danny H bites Danny' Oh, um, I'm pretty sure I'm done from the word goal. Okay, bye! Please review! Danny H!! Don't kick him there! 'runs off to break up the fight'