A/N: Johnny's is a bit cliche...but eh, its what popped out.

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Rules for Being Human

Most ghosts were once human. The rules of humanity can still be applied.

6: There

THERE is no better than HERE. When your THERE has become a HERE, you will simply obtain another THERE that will again look better than HERE.

Anywhere had looked better than that cursed little town.

Johnny had offered Kitty the chance to run away, and when she said yes, he knew they could go far.

So he'd handed her a helmet, hopped on his bike, and drove, drove as far and fast as possible before he needed to stop for gas. He kept going, trying to escape that small town in the West, trying to go…anywhere but there.

That town was not a place he wanted to be.

They drove, saw the sights, got sporadic jobs to pay for everything, and just kept going wherever the wind took them. Each place was better than the last.

Until Chicago.

Until that truck.

Until…blackness.

Then light.

His bad luck finally caught up to him.

Maybe home hadn't been such a bad place after all.


Dora had always wanted to see the sunlight. She always wanted to break free from the chains of her society.

Salvation came in the form of Danny Phantom.

And at first she enjoyed it, she really did. The sun shone on her kingdom and the weather returned to normal and her people were free, free to learn and invent and be whatever they wanted.

They caught up to technology. It revolutionized her kingdom.

Sure, they all still dressed in a similar way as a reminder of what once was, and they still kept the castle (after all, where would she imprison her brother if that was destroyed?). But as her world advanced she began to wonder what a real house was like. She wondered what normal clothes were like.

She wanted to go back to the human realm. She began to think it was better there.

Of course, her world had been introduced to modern expressions too, and the phrase "the grass is greener on the other side" did not escape her memory. No, Dora recognized what it meant, and she knew that the human realm was no better than what she had.

It didn't stop her from dreaming.