Me: Its summer! Finally! Hallelujah! WOO HOO! Hoo...ray?

Danny,Sam,&Tucker: *silence*

Me: Why aren't you celebrating?

Tucker: We aren't talking to you.

Me: Aww, come on.

Danny: You did it again.

Me: I'm sorry! Its just that... things come up.. and homework... and you know!

Sam: Still mad.

Me: You people are impossible.

Ow, ow, ow. That was pretty much all I was thinking about, as I pushed myself off the uncomfortable examination table. I sat there for a moment, holding my head in my hands, trying to relieve the dull throbbing pain in my skull. That's when I saw my hands, cartoony hands.

"AH!"

I jumped a little. I had completely forgotten where I was, in Danny's world. Now, where exactly in Danny's world? I looked around the room, which looked like your average doctor's office. I noticed my reflection in the mirror, and I must say, I do look pretty cool as a cartoon. Hmm, my hair looked darker than usual. I raised my eyebrows a couple of times, I didn't recall them being this big and blocky. So is this how it felt to be 2D? It didn't feel too different, except thinner. Have I always looked this gangly? I'm rambling; fall must've rattled my brains a bit. A woman suddenly burst in the door, waving a clipboard around, muttering to herself.

I sat there for a few moments as the nurse busied about the cramped room. I tapped my foot against the shiny metal table, which finally caught her attention. She looked up annoyed as if I was supposed to know what to do already.

"You can go back to class now."

"Uhh.."

"Well, go on. And don't go passing out on the sidewalk again."

"Yes, ma'am."

I got out of there as quick as I could, she seemed real agitated. I walked up and down the hallways of Danny's school (I saw the Casper High spirit posters), trying to find the exit. I still was getting used to the fact that I was in a cartoon world, it felt pretty normal yet somehow off. The school bell suddenly rang, doors burst open, kids streamed out of classrooms and I was caught up in the current. I was swept along in the crowd, right out of the school.
Soon enough most of the swarm of students had dispersed, leaving me in the school yard utterly confused. At this point I had realized I didn't know where the Fenton's house even was. Suddenly I was nearly knocked over as someone shouldered their way past me.
"Outta my way, Fenturd!"
Ugh, it was Dash. He thought I was Danny?
"Hey wait up!"
My head spun as Kwan whipped past me to catch up with the blonde quarterback.
"Yoo hoo, boys."
A sing song voice came from behind me as Paulina strutted her way towards the football players. She glanced over at me for a moment before looking away with a smirk an upturned nose, and flipping her raven hair over her shoulder as she walked away. Oh, wow she was so stuck up, I thought with disgust. How did Danny ever like her? I turned away from the little popular group pow-wow. Wandering a little ways down the street, I stood trying to figure out which way to go, when I heard the scream.

Not even a block away I watched in horror as a student cowered in fear from a giant glowing green and apparently rabid squirrel. Yes, Squirrel. I didn't know they could be that frightening. It wasn't your average sized squirrel, that sucker stood at least a good 3 feet taller than Dash. Then again, it was hard to tell from his shrinking form in the distance. He was called Dash for a reason.
Somehow the kid who had been cornered by the rabid squirrel had managed to weasel his way out. That's when its beady little red eyes rested on me; by now the only person on the street (these people in Amity Park know a thing or two about ghost attacks, including when to get the heck out of dodge). Next thing I know, it had run up a light post and was crouching, ready to pounce. I left dust in my wake as I hoofed it out of there as fast as my legs could carry me, but it wasn't enough. I looked back just long enough to see the ghost squirrel stretch furry pieces of skin between its limbs, now a flying squirrel! Wonderful.

It jumped off the pole, soaring in the air after me. Rabies foam dripping from its mouth, and the red eyes filled with rage. I ran in between two buildings hoping to lose it, but I met a dead end. I turned to face the monster that was scaling the walls like Spiderman and coming ever closer. With my back against the brick wall, I stretched my arms out in front of me and squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting to watch the end. My last thought being,
"But, I'm too young to die!"
Then I felt it. The hair stood up on the back of my neck as a wave of energy seemed to pass right through me. When I looked up the squirrel was at my feet, stunned.
"It's a good thing we got here in time, or you would've been toast. Hmm, toast sounds good about now."
A loud boisterous voice echoed down the passageway.
"Jack, not right now. We bagged ourselves a ghost!"
Sunlight framed the two figures that stood at the entry of the alleyway. I knew instantly who they were, none other than the Fentons themselves. They stood in a classic superhero pose, blasters at the ready. Then the squirrel in front of me began to bubble away into a gooey ectoplasm mess.
"No no no no!"
They ran to where the ghost (or what was left of it) began to flow into the cracks on the sidewalk. I watched as Maddie desperately tried to collect samples of the goo before it all dissipated. A giant figure in orange, Jack, clapped me on the back nearly knocking me over.

"Danny, don't just stand there! Help us!"
"Oh I'm sorry, but you must be mistaking. I'm not…"
"Go get the plasma collector out of the Fenton RV. Go!"

I decided not to argue, and inched my way around the green puddle before dashing out to where the RV sat parked across the middle of the road. I threw open the doors to the back of the camper and clambered inside to look for the gadget. Thank goodness Maddie had thought to label most of them. I found the plasma collector then climbed back out, slamming the doors shut behind me.
In the dark tinted windows of the camper I caught sight of my reflection again. No, it was Danny! I whirled around hoping that he, Sam, and Tucker had followed me through somehow. There was no one there. Slowly I turned back, praying that my vision was playing tricks on me. Danny was still there in the window, as a cartoon again. I shook my head he shook his, I blinked and he did the same.
"No, it can't be." I said to the air.
"Danny! Where is that plasma collector?"
"Oh, boy."

Me: Sorry that this chapter doesn't have anything with Danny and them in it. I promise I didn't kick him out of his own fanfic.

Danny: I would hope not.

Me: Plus, a bit of a nod to a well known 90's tv show. Brownie points to those who get it.

Tucker: You've only been watching that show like every night for a month. *cough cough* Ignoring us. *cough cough*

Me: I'M SORRY ALREADY!

R&R Please! I'll get more chapters up since I have more time this summer!