A/N: So we've been going chronologically (ish) so far, but like I said this story is told out of order. So this marks the first place where we start really jumping around on the time line instead of just skipping forward. I'll keep a timeline here for you guys in case you get confused.

Timeline

Prompt 01 - The Box Ghost

Prompt 02 - Danny sees Lee ghost fighting

Prompt 03 - Lee sees Danny 'go ghost'

Prompt 04 - Lee and Danny v. Hook Ghost

Prompt 08 - You're here!

Prompt 05 - Lee and Danny at the Nasty Burger

Prompt 06 - Tucker and Lee go to a museum part 1

Prompt 07 - Tucker and Lee go to a museum part 2

Review Respones

ChillyIce - I'm super glad you liked it!

blackcat711 - Okay, so I'm gonna be completely honest here. Originally there was a joke there about like how bad the museum was. But it didn't really fit the mood, so I took out the punchline and failed to remember to take out the set up. When I run through an edit of that chapter I'll decide whether or not to put the joke back in or just fix it. Thanks for the catch though! And thank you, I'm glad you liked my chapter. It's always difficult to balance how much description to put in. I tend to be a minimalist so I'm glad I'm not underselling or over compensating. ^^

AJPJweallluvJJ - That's a lovely suggestion but I've never actually watched xxxholic. If you recommend it I'll definitely add it to my list of things to watch, but this story's magic element is more inspired by Supernatural more than anything.

Prompt 08: "We only destroyed the kitchen twice." (WC: 985)

It was Mr. Lancer's fault that Lee was at the Fenton household. Who assigned partners for class projects anymore? Students knew who they worked well with and who they didn't and if they were the sort of person who picked someone they didn't work well with then they weren't the sort of person who was going to get a good grade anyway. Why was random chance better than choice in determining project partners anyway? And it had to be random chance, because there was no way anyone would think Danny and Lee would a good team. They didn't get along and that was clear to most of the student body, even if they didn't know why the two didn't get along.

Blackmail and secrets weren't friendship material, go figure. Things might have gotten better between them since the lake incident, but it had only happened last weekend. Lee hadn't interacted with Danny enough to know if things were better. To be honest, Lee wasn't sure if she wanted them to get better. I mean, sure she would prefer a neutrality to a cold war but with Danny, she was sure if things got better, it meant that they were taking steps towards friendship - which she could allow.

The plan was to work on the school project in Danny's kitchen (for obvious reasons Lee had not offered up her house). Of course, like all plans of mice and men, it went awry immediately. Lee had hardly stepped through the front door before her eyes were itching and watering in response to the ghostly glow. Danny's breath turning blue for a moment was another confirmation.

Danny swore in frustration. Lee swore in exasperation.

Taking more careful deliberate steps that Lee recognized from the lake adventure, Danny led Lee deeper into his house. She noticed the way the kept himself between her and the perceived danger. Some girls might have been affronted but Lee was totally fine with keeping Danny as a ghostly-meat shield between herself and danger.

Slowly Danny and Lee peered around the corner into the kitchen. Lee wasn't sure how to describe the sight and for a moment she wondered if Paulina had slipped shrooms into her lunch. Because the kitchen looked like something out of an episode of house-flippers and Lee was pretty sure Danny's parents, dressed in neon orange and blue jumpsuits (Lee was beginning to realize they never took them off), were battling off what looked to be a giant, ghostly, cooked turkey that was armed with a carving knife (how was it even holding a knife?!).

"Hi, Danny. Who's your friend?" His dad greeted them causally as if there was nothing wrong with this scene. For all Lee knew there wasn't. She could be tripping or this could just be normal (and she wasn't sure which one she preferred)

The turkey turned towards them. Now Lee was hedging towards prefering hallucinating. She didn't want 'murdered by a cooked turkey' going on her gravestone. The supernatural community would never let her live that down - even in her afterlife.

"Lee..." Danny introduced, backing up and pushing Lee slowly backwards as he did. Lee complied more than willingly.

"Why don't you two go up to your room?" His mother offered, circling around the turkey with a weapon in hand that Lee couldn't get a good look at it. She was just glad the woman seemed to realize that the turkey's attention had been diverted towards the children. Jack Fenton seemed oblivious to the danger the teens were in.

"Sure thing..."

They kept backing up. Then the turkey charged. Danny spun around and dragged Lee up the stairs as his parents fell upon the ghost turkey. He tugged her up the stairs, threw open the door, about flung her inside before running in himself and slamming the door shut, flipping the lock for good measure. Below she could hear his parents war cries of "Fowl Beast" and "Stay away from my children you stuffed, ghostly, monstrosity".

Lee stared at Danny blankly. She didn't even know how to begin to process what had just happened.

"So the project." She began slowly.

Danny blinked owlishly at her and then grinned. He seemed glad to be spared the explanation that yes, his parents were always like that; and yes, that sort of thing was actually possible; and no, that wasn't the first time a ghost cooked turkey had attacked.

He sat down on his bed next to Lee and they got to work.

Lee ended up staying for dinner. Not willingly. The project had taken longer then they expected and when Danny's mother had walked in telling them it was time for dinner, she wouldn't hear of Lee leaving.

So now Lee was situated in one of the chairs that had taken a few blows with a carving knife at the Fenton family table. She was sitting next to Jazz and Maddie Fenton, directly across from Danny.

They weren't having turkey for dinner, which was a huge relief. Lee wasn't sure she'd ever be able to eat turkey again after seeing that (Thanksgiving was officially ruined). Jazz, Danny's older sister, was going off on her parents in a way that Lee honestly envied. She wished she could be so open with her distaste towards her own father.

"I can't believe you destroyed the kitchen again!"

"Now Jazz, we only destroyed the kitchen twice, that's not fair."

"No, you only unleashed a killer turkey twice. You've destroyed the kitchen countless times."

Danny caught Lee staring at his sister in awe.

"Why are you staring at Jazz like that?" He asked her quietly while his sister argued with and lectured at his parents.

"Your sister is amazing." Lee breathed.

Danny looked shocked and mildly horrified. Jazz preened.

"See, Anne Lee can appreciate common sense and decency!"

Lee flinched at the use of her full name, only Danny noticed.

A/N: Alternate title - In which Lee is subjected to Fenton weirdness and takes it in stride.

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