Disclaimer: Ok, so last time I lied; I No Ur Secret is the one updated after this. Sorry about that.

On another note, I got to see Phantom Of The Opera yesterday and it was simply AMAZING! Oh my god it was awesome! And my muses are now begging me do do a story like that plotline… I'm ignoring them so they aren't happy with me… heh...

Anyway, review props toEctoChameleon, fan-girls2.0, IscaPhantom, Manyara, acosta perez jose ramiro, broken0dream, FCC, watashiwapikushidesu, EmoGwyddoniaeth2, and blackkaosrose (Yes, I am building up to my actual plot. It will come into play in the next chapter don't worry… my muses are just going about it all in a strange way). You all get Cujo cupcakes! They're sooo CUTE!

… and ONWARD!

Chapter 3

Mr. Lancer was panting like a dog when they reached Danny's house. The teen had left him and his friends in the dust and the English teacher was not the most fit man in the world. He clutched a stitch in his side as he slowed to barely a jog, Miss. Manson and Mr. Foley pulling ahead of him easily; they obviously got more running in with those ghost fights.

Tucker looked over his shoulder in curiosity but Sam just put on another burst of speed, calling over her shoulder, "Do you care about Cujo or not?"

Instead of answering, the teacher put to work his very last ounces of energy and ran to catch up.

He hoped Danny wasn't too late. The situation with Eclipse showed how hard he took it when people around him were hurt. He couldn't imagine what would happen if the boy lost Cujo, or anyone he fought to protect.

The teacher's mind drifted back to the first class he had taught after the entire episode. Dash had returned to class and there was palpable tension between him and Danny. Lancer was proud of all the restraint the boy put on himself, considering he knew a couple other students, past and present, who wouldn't be so nice with those kinds of powers.

His mind flashed back to the boy with a mop of brown hair that frequently haunted his dreams; he shook his head. It could have been so much worse.

But Danny was a good kid; he wouldn't put anyone in danger for his own selfish reasons. He only put himself in danger, though that wasn't much better. And the teacher still hadn't figured out how to fix that. Yes he was pleased that the boy had turned out such a hero, but the child put himself in so much danger.

Maybe if there was a way to… split him into a human and a ghost… Danny would protest at first of course but… once he realized that he could leave all the fighting to his ghost half…

There was ghost weapon gunfire from inside the Fenton house and the teacher stumbled to a halt, bumping into his two students.

Danny!

(Seconds earlier)

Danny shot through the ceiling of his house, landing in the living room probably at the worst possible moment he could have. His mother and father were just coming in from the kitchen, presumably to grab the ghost weapons on the couch. Danny recognized the one Mr. Lancer had used to knock Eclipse into the ghost zone. He gulped; the others were probably even worse.

"Phantom!" his dad hollered as the ghost sensors went off. Here for that dog of yours eah ghostie!" His mother cocked a rather large ecto-gun in his direction.

"Oh crap," Danny muttered before addressing his parents, "Yes, I'm here for my dog can I uhh… please have him back?"

"No!" his dad yelled as his mother simply fired blasts at him in rapid succession. Danny dogged them all but forgot to pay attention to his dad who fired a glowing green net in his direction, catching him from behind and causing the halfa to go crashing to the ground with an "oomph."

"Oh perfect," he muttered into the oddly fresh smelling carpet. Did his mom just clean it? She's not going to like the blood stain his busted lip left… unless she tests it or something. Oh crap… would is blood look different than a ghost's?

Wait… ghosts didn't have blood.

Just great.

As these panicked thoughts went through his mind his parents had used ghost handcuffs on his wrists and ankles and his father dragged him along the carpet, across the tiled kitchen, and down the stairs, his behind bumping painfully on each step. "Hey could you ease up a bit? Aren't there child abuse laws or something?"

"Not for you ghost," Jack said, looking pleased with himself. "We finally caught the ghost boy Maddie!"

"I didn't think he would come for that creature of his," Maddie replied, her gun still pointed at Danny as his dad bodily shoved him into a clear containment pod that forcibly and very unhappily reminded him of the one he was stuck in by Vlad, except this one was silver with the Fenton logo plastered across the front. Danny struggled against the chains he was being forced to wear, his eyes landing on little Cujo hog-tied on a nearby table.

"You've got me!" he yelled through the glass, "Let the puppy go!"

"And have him tear up our entire lab?" His mom scoffed. "Do you really think we'd fall for that Phantom? No. You're both staying right here."

"Can we dissect him now Maddie?" his dad asked in earnest.

"Just hold on Jack, I want to dispose of this other one before we work on Phantom. His powers interest me. How he can transform between older and younger forms… fascinating!"

Wait till they figure out what I can do, Danny thought dryly. He gave a small grin that was quickly killed by Cujo's pleading howl.

"No! Please! Don't!" he cried, struggling harder against his bonds. He thought hard of a way to escape… the entire structure neutralized his ghost powers. There was only one power left to him.

He could transform.

Yea, had to get this quickie up for you guys before I became totally useless when my Harry Potter book arrives. It might even come today! Whoopie! (Dances around like the dork she is in a Hogwarts shirt with house buttons all over an Order of the Phoenix (received on release of the book) hat clutching an original before the movies Harry Potter pillow)

You really are a dork…

Shut up Lamia!

Well, reviews are always appreciated! Taah! (Runs off to wait for the UPS guy)

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