hey! yay so...back with the second chapter for this. Dani is so cute but since she was only in like 2 episodes or something I'm still trying to figure out how to write her haha.

Thanks to IWasNeverReal and Ninuhuju for the reviews!

Oh, and before I forget, D-Stabilised has already happened, and Phantom Planet's never happened.

hope you enjoy!

Dani Phantom.

Dani.

Jack immediately thought of the young girl he'd seen earlier with Jamie and his friends. But that was impossible. That girl had been human and black-haired and blue-eyed and in worn-out clothing, and this girl was – this girl wasn't.

"What are you?" he decided to ask.

"A ghost," she said.

"A ghost?"

"Hey, you're a winter spirit, aren't you? It's the same thing!"

He nodded, but he still looked at her cautiously. "So what are you doing here?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I travel a lot. I just happened to pass through here."

"So you're like a visiting ghost," Jack said, as he lowered himself down onto the nearest rooftop, leaning against his staff. Dani did the same. "I always thought ghosts had an obsession or something. You know. That that was what kept them going."

He could vaguely remember hearing one of the Guardians talk about it before. He thought it could have been Tooth – she'd been complaining, he remembered, about some town where lots of her fairies were too afraid to go into because of the ghost attacks. Amity something.

Dani nodded. "Yeah." And then she grinned. "For all you know, my obsession might just be travelling around the world."

"That sounds like a lame obsession."

"You would know. I bet you invented lame."

"Oh, very funny."

"I thought so too," Dani said, cheerfully.

Jack looked at her again, and was immediately struck by how young she was. She couldn't be much older than Jamie. Which meant she must've been really young when she died. Something gnawed at his heart, looking at the white-haired girl sailing through the air beside him.

"What are you thinking?" Dani asked, suspiciously. "I can see the look on your face."

"You're pretty perceptive," said Jack. "It's just – " he paused, and then pressed on: "You look really young."

Something flashed across Dani's face in the darkness, an emotion that Jack couldn't quite see or understand. But there had been sadness in that quick flash, a sadness he himself knew.

"I haven't been around very long," Dani said, finally.

Dani had learnt to read people quickly, and easily. It was something she'd made herself learn, after her encounter with Valerie – she never wanted to be captured like that again, even if Danny had convinced Valerie to help her. Sure, she wasn't always accurate, but she did more or less okay.

Right now, she was trying to read Jack. She'd gotten a sense of him just now, during the snowball fight – a guy who liked to have fun, and who made it something like his responsibility to look after Jamie and his friends.

She'd hesitated before revealing herself as Dani Phantom to him, unsure if he would recognise her. (She loved transforming into her ghost form nowadays, especially after the whole incident with Danny and Valerie. It was good to feel like she wasn't melting into a puddle of murky green goo.) Thankfully, it looked like he hadn't.

"What's this town like?" Dani asked, as they sat on the rooftop. "I mean, it seems pretty cool."

"It's kind of my home," Jack told her, and then he grinned. "So really, everything I say will be biased towards it."

Something crossed Dani's face. "Your home? That must be nice."

Jack gave her a curious look. "What about you? Where are you from?"

Dani shrugged, and leaned back so that she was lying on the rooftop and staring up at the sky above her. The sky was a velvety dark blue, dots glittering in it like diamonds, the moon glowing silver and white high above them. "I don't really have a home," she said.

Jack blinked, and propped his staff up and leaned against it. "What about – you know – when you – " He waved a hand, and Dani realised, with a jolt, that he was trying to ask her about where she died. It was strange, to say the least. People's main concern had always been the fact that she was a ghost, not who she was or who she'd been. (Not that she'd actually ever died, being a clone and a halfa and all.)

But with Jack – he wasn't trying to kill her or wreck up her life or Amity Park, and he wasn't Danny or one of his friends, and he was asking about her, like she was an actual person.

"It kind of happened," Dani decided to say, "when I was staying with my – my dad in Wisconsin." Her face darkened, and she shivered slightly as she remembered Vlad; something that Jack didn't miss, and he almost felt guilty, asking her about a past life that she probably wasn't fond of remembering. "But it was never my home. I guess if I had a home, it'd be this place called Amity Park. I've got a cousin there and stuff."

"Amity Park?" echoed Jack, and his mind ran to Tooth again – "I remember that place! Tooth was complaining about it."

Dani frowned. "Tooth?"

"You know," Jack said. "The Tooth Fairy."

Her eyes widened in disbelief: "The Tooth Fairy?" When he nodded, her eyes glowed an even brighter green, and she said excitedly, "The Tooth Fairy? Are you serious?"

Jack almost felt a bit upset with her reaction; was she really already starting to lose her belief? "Yeah, the Tooth Fairy," he said. "She's real, you know. And Santa Claus, and the Sandman, and the Easter Kangaroo."

"No way!" Dani said, excitedly, and she rose up into the air at that, her face splitting into a wide grin: "That is so cool! Is Santa Claus really all jolly and everything? How does he travel around the entire world in one night? And how does the Tooth Fairy collect all the teeth around the world? There's got to be millions of kids losing teeth every day! And does the Sandman really throw sand in your eyes to make you sleep? And the Easter – wait, did you just call him the Easter Kangaroo?"

Jack laughed at her expression, at the torrent of words that poured out from her. She may have been dead, and had died young – but she was still exactly like a kid. He thought of how different she was from the Dani he'd seen earlier that day, the new friend Jamie had made. Even though she'd gone wild in the snowball fight, he'd seen her defensive stance, seen the slightly guarded look in her eyes, like she'd been through a lot. But this ghost Dani Phantom – she seemed so much happier, so much more relaxed.

"He's called North, actually," he said to her, as she floated in the air next to him, now sitting cross-legged. "Santa Claus. He jumps up and down the chimneys like you wouldn't believe, and his sleigh – man, you should see his sleigh! And Tooth's got millions of these little fairies, they fly all around helping her collect teeth. And Sandman has this golden sand, he doesn't throw sand into people's eyes! And, yeah, the Easter Kangaroo." Here a grin broke out on Jack's face: "But don't tell him I said that. He's the Easter Bunny, but really I think he's a kangaroo."

Dani absorbed this information, her eyes shining green, and Jack thought that she looked just a bit like Jamie when he'd first discovered the Guardians.

And then she seemed to suddenly realise something else.

"Wait," she said, and she frowned a little, "why was she complaining about Amity Park?"

Jack shrugged. "Her fairies are too scared to go there. They're afraid of the ghosts."

"They don't have to be," Dani said, confidently. "Danny's always got the ghosts under control." At his confused look, she explained, "Danny Phantom, with a double n and a y. I'm Dani with an i. He's, like, the ghost hero of Amity Park. My cousin."

Jack blinked at her. "Your cousin's a ghost too?"

She grinned at him, and shrugged. "He got into an accident in some lab," she said, cheerfully. "I only really met him when we were both ghosts." Which was, of course, entirely true. If Danny hadn't been a ghost, Dani would never have been created, and she would never have met him. "Well, we're not really cousins. We're just related."

"Related," Jack repeated, and watched as Dani nodded cheerfully. Like it was perfectly normal to explain her death and talk about another ghost like it was a perfectly normal occurrence.

But then, it probably was a perfectly normal occurrence. She was a ghost, after all. She wasn't like him, who'd spent three hundred years on his own without a single memory from his past life apart from Burgess.

"Can you tell me more about North and the Tooth Fairy and the Sandman and the Easter Bunny?" Dani asked, then, and Jack thought she really was just like a little kid – a little kid eager to hear about stories of people she'd probably only really thought of myths. As far as Jack knew, ghosts didn't mix with the Guardians and other spirits much. Something about ghosts being far too obsessive and violent.

Jack grinned at her. "If you like, I could bring you by the North Pole," he said. "I mean, if he's okay with it. He probably wouldn't mind."

"Are you for real?" Dani's whole face lit up.

"Oh, yeah," Jack said. "I'm going there for a meeting with the other Guardians in a couple of days, and I could ask North. I mean, Christmas is over. He doesn't have much to do right now."

"That'd be so cool!" She nearly shot up into the air again, grinning brightly. "Thank you so much!"

"Hey, no promises yet," laughed Jack. He couldn't help it – Dani was like a little bundle of energy, with her bright white hair and excited leaps into the air and her shining green eyes. "But I'll try."

"That's good enough!" she said. "This is so cool!" And then suddenly a confused look came across her face: "Wait, Guardians?"

Jack nodded: "Yeah, it's a long story."

"I've got the whole night to listen," Dani said, settling back down so she was back on the rooftop. It was true – she was far from sleepy, and besides, if she was the next day, she could always find some place and sleep it off. It wasn't like the cold bothered her. And besides, Jack was interesting. She'd met plenty of people around before on her travels, but she almost only ever interacted with them as a human. She hardly ever saw ghosts outside of Amity Park, though Skulker did occasionally come after her, and sometimes Johnny 13 or Ember or someone else cropped up.

Jack grinned at her. "Well, it started with the moon – "

When the sun rose, Jack left to spread snow in other areas, and once he'd left, Dani slipped into a dark alleyway and transformed back to her human form.

She yawned as she stepped out of the alleyway, and almost without thinking, she began to walk – and before she knew it, she'd made her way back to the park, where she'd met Jamie and the others the day before.

Jack Frost. She considered the winter spirit, as she made her way deeper into the park. She'd been wary of him when she'd first met him, of course she'd been; the few ghosts she'd encountered weren't exactly friendly, and her ghost sense hadn't even gone off when he'd floated down onto the snow.

But then, he was a spirit. So he wasn't exactly a ghost. And he was a Guardian, too, which she thought was pretty cool. She didn't know much about Santa Claus or the Tooth Fairy or the Sandman or the Easter Bunny, not actually having had a childhood, but she knew enough. And it was so cool.

She yawned, then, sleepily, and blinked her eyes. It had been great talking to Jack, and being able to be in her ghost form while mixing with someone, but she was so tired –

Dani trudged through the snow and found a bench, in a more secluded area of the park, as far as she could tell, and she settled herself onto it. It was hardly even snowing, and the trees made a pretty nice shady canopy against the sun, and she had her jacket and all –

Yawning, she curled up on the bench and fell asleep.

It wasn't a few hours later when she was prodded awake and heard a concerned voice asking: "Dani?"

She blinked her blue eyes open to see the worried face of Jamie Bennett staring down at her.

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