(A/N) NO WAY! Three requests already? I love y'all so much. By the way, my computer just tried to autocorrect "y'all" to "yawl". XD Anyway, I will do requests by the time they were given. SO, to my lovely first reviewer and request, a new chapter. And yes, I will update my other stories later this week, hopefully!
PS. Of course I had to make an entire plot for this lolol
REQUEST BY: jonathen (Guest)
PROMPT: should I tell you guys at the beginning? I won't now, but tell me what you think.
WARNING: nobody is intentionally meant to be offended (later in this story). I am merely going with canon Danny and how he might react to some original spins. I HAVE NO HATE FOR ANY MENTIONED FICS. ALL FICS ARE GOOD FICS.
Updated 5.28.17
Today was April Fool's Day. People fool and get fooled, laugh and get laughed at, and have a jovial time. Even the ghosts of Amity Park joined in, working with a notorious Danny Phantom to wreak a little after school havoc.
"You won't get away, dipstick!" Ember cried, trying not to laugh. "Doubt tha—omph," Danny ran into the diva, who had teleported in front of him. Before he could scream, Ember shot a bright ectobeam into his chest. Staggering back, Danny froze. He made his aura brighten into a blinding white, then settled it as he fell down. What Amity Park didn't know is he used the light to make a hole in his body, right below his core. All they knew is Danny Phantom, their savior, was currently flicking in and out of the visible spectrum, ectobeam's hole in his chest.
Screams from the devoted, cheers from the haters; no matter what reason they yelled for, everyone thought one thing: He's dead.
Ember cheered. "Yes! Now, I am your Queen! Fail to complete my requests will result in elimination by my cavalry," she said, pointing to the ten other ghosts that had come to have a laugh as well. The shivering humans obeyed for the next hour, carrying out her orders like true servants. "More ice cream!" Ember hollered, going into a sugar rush. "You guys are having so much fun," a whispered, invisible voice laughed at Ember. "Damn straight, babybop," Ember giggled back, sitting in her pile of junk and junk food given to her. Laughing again, Danny flew off to get the prank's reveal, and cameras, ready.
"Queen Ember, you aren't eating your ice cream. Is it alright?" A gentleman in the crowd asked. That gentleman happened to be Tucker Foley, who was so ready to be sent the video of the ghost infested town's reaction. "Well, you see," Ember raised her voice so it carried to everyone, who went silent. "I'm expecting someone!" The town whispered at the prospect. Who would she be meeting?
All questions were put at rest when a hooded figure walked out, not because they knew who it was, but because they were intently watching. He sat down, and grabbed the ice cream bowl. "Thanks for saving me some, no-hit wonder! Mint's my fav!" A familiar voice called. He picked his hand up to his hood, ready for the reveal—
"TIME OUT." Clockwork appeared, medallion dropped over Danny's neck. He revealed himself, only to find another hood and a frozen crowd. "Ugh, Clockwork, I'm not destroying the universe with this prank, am I?" Danny whined. Clockwork just chuckled. "No, Daniel. I do have an important mission for you, however. I am forbidden to tell you why, but for the duration of today you must go undercover in a different dimension as an eight-grade student. Yes, I know you're in ninth—" Clockwork held up his hand at the unformed protest, "—but you must."
"Can I at least finish this?" Danny pleaded. Clockwork smiled. "I knew you'd ask, so I came thirty minutes early. You may." Danny didn't question him or his precise timing. Clocky knew all.
"TIME IN." Danny revealed himself, and laughed at the town's shocked faces. "We did servant work for an hour and you were here all along?" A blonde girl named Star cried indignantly. "April Fool's! And yup. Might not help my reputation with the haters, but everyone can have ice cream to make up for it." And with that bittersweet ending, Danny laughed with his ghostly friends and a few humans, munching down on ice cream as he handed out little bowls of it. "That was fun, but you remember our agreement. I gotta scram anyway, so I'm trusting you. Peace," Danny told his ghostly companions, and invisibly flew away.
"What is the infernal agreement Phantom speaks of?" Technus cried. "That if we wreaked more havoc after he was gone, he would release videos of us drunk at the Christmas Truce party." The ghosts swore and groaned, effectively blackmailed, and flew off, leaving behind incredulous citizens. Meanwhile, while Danny did have somewhere to go after the prank, it was no longer Sam's. He called her to tell her the news and to ask for her to cover him, and send Tucker the footage. He trusted Sam would tell Tuck for him. He rushed into his house and grabbed anything and everything that a normal eighth grader student would have for one day. Then, he raced through his absent parent's ghost portal to Clockwork's.
"Through here, Daniel." Clockwork motioned to one of the screens out of an infinite number. Danny nodded, white bangs bouncing. "Only today?" Clockwork nodded. Putting complete trust into the ghost, Danny jumped through, bag and all, not hearing his small chuckle. "April Fool's!"
"Woah." Danny arrived at a huge middle school, portal closing behind him. It was quite long and went about the same distance back, although he could see most of that was the football field, track, and other athletic things. It had a huge, metal and concrete cover with brick columns supporting it in front of the glass doors. He walked in and found another set of glass doors, an awkward five foot space in between. He looked to his left and found a wooden door with a flag saying "Main Office", so he went in. "What's your name, sweetheart?" a blonde woman with glasses asked. Danny looked at the seating area behind him, the hall to his left leading to many doors, and the long desk holding three computers and office ladies. "Danny Fenton," He shifted his hands on his backpack. To his great surprise, the woman just nodded, and handed him a white slip. Clockwork must have registered him, which was very strange. Wasn't he supposed to leave things alone?
"Have a great day!" She called as he exited through another wooden door to his right, leading past the second set of glass ones and into the actual school. Danny observed the library entrance, and if he looked through the glass he could see through to another door in the hall in front of him. H walked, examining trophies and whatnot on display, and stepped into what he guessed was the main hall. It was directly in front of the cafeteria and stage, and led either left or right, the right path having other hallways through its sides. Looking through the glass doors and windows in the back of the cafeteria, his previous assumptions about the track were proven correct. On the far-right side, by a glass door, there was yet another hallway. Danny sighed. This place was a maze. He looked at his slip, and headed right, going straight until the second hallway, and turning left. He looked ahead, and found his homeroom. "Mr. Pezka," Danny read aloud.
He checked a clock, and found it to be 8:08 AM. He was late by eight minutes, if this middle school was like his. Hesitantly, Danny knocked on the door. It was opened by a dark-skinned boy with a Nike shirt on. "Hi. Mr. P is here," the boy said, jabbing his thumb toward the back left in Danny's perspective. Sitting at a desk by the white board was a dark, straight haired man. He was shorter than average, but was intimidating with his dark eyes and straight back. "The man stood up and came to greet Danny, a warm smile on his face having Danny double take. He was just formidable two seconds ago!
"I'm Mr. Hayden Pezka. You can call me whatever. Welcome to Eastbay Intermediate School! Just introduce yourself to the class, tell about yourself if you want, and sit down my miss Paisley over there," he told Danny, pointing towards a dirty blonde head with a dark polo and light slacks below it. In fact, everyone had on a polo and slacks. "Is there a dress code?" He nervously asked. He hadn't packed much, and none of it was like that. "Yes, but you have leeway as a new student. Also, you have a locker if you wanted to set some stuff down, but you can do that later. All right, the devils are curious, go up now," Mr. P laughed. Danny gave a shy smile as he walked up to the whiteboard. "I'm Danny Fenton." For some reason, someone gasped. He guessed they dropped something, as there was a clatter. Ignoring it, Danny decided to just be honest. He was only there for a day anyway.
"My… dad came here on business. I'm from a small town called Amity Park. I had two best friends there, Sam and Tucker, and will return soon, probably. And… yeah," Danny shuffled over to the girl—Paisley, was it?—who was staring at him with huge eyes and a gaping mouth. "You okay?" Danny whispered. "I-I… Meet me after class by the fountain," she hurriedly whispered, looking away and bouncing in her seat. Curious, but trying to listen to Mr. P as he told the class to take some food survey for field day (Danny was exempt), homeroom passed. The bell rang, and not a second later that girl was out of the room. Shaking his head, he wandered to a fountain he had seen earlier. Sure enough, there Paisley was, almost jumping from excitement.
"Okay, what's going on?" Danny looked concernedly at the green-eyed girl. "Promise me you won't run away. If you do, I know you'll stay." Danny gave her a weird look. "I… promise."
"Okay... Daniel James Fenton, friends with Sam Manson (who you also have a crush on) and Tucker Foley. Bullied by the A-List. Parents renowned ghost hunters, living in what is called FentonWorks. Alter ego Danny Phantom, protector of Amity Park and defeater of Pariah Dark. Ghost powers given by a portal accident. And since you're here," she took a breath, "you traveled interdimensionally with the help of Clockwork, the Time Keeper ghost." Danny looked like a fish out of water. His entire life… and he didn't even know her. Eyes narrowing, he turned the invisible and intangible and flew to the top of the roof. "Spill," he gripped her hand. Not looking afraid, only sympathetic, Paisley said, "Danny… In this world, you're a cartoon."
"What?!" Danny cried. Paisley nodded. "I watched it as a little kid. Now, I write FanFiction about it." Danny's head swam. "How…" Paisley shook her head. "I have no idea. Believe me, I'm as woozy as you are right now. A childhood cartoon of mine is real. Who knows what else is?" Danny sat down beside her, and the two said nothing, even as the bell rang. "Does that mean my life is dictated by what someone writes?" Paisley shook her head. "No. I think that you made your own decisions. We were in completely different dimensions, don't forget. Maybe I am 2nd dimension for someone else, too.
"I can't really explain it, but I think that you make your own decisions while Butch wrote them out. Neither of you rely on the other, though I can't tell how. I know this because you're here now, and Butch never made an episode of you visiting us. That must mean something. In the cartoon, you revealed your secret to the world. Maybe in an alternate timeline, you followed the exact storyline Butch wrote, but you're from, well, yours, so you didn't. I just don't know," Paisley, frustrated, grabbed her head.
"Who's Butch?" Danny inquired. "Butch Hartman, the guy who wrote the cartoon Danny Phantom." Danny grabbed his own head. "Ugh. Well, Clockwork sent me here on a mission. I had to stay undercover somehow, though I blew that," Danny gave a pointed look to a now embarrassed Paisley. "Maybe I was supposed to do this, and you are telling me about Butch because I need to meet him." Paisley looked excited. "You want me to skip school, get in huge trouble, and go through painstaking effort, all to get you to meet this guy?" Danny have her a sheepish look. "Only if you fly me!" The blonde grinned. "Deal."
"My phone says he lives here, in California. 9255 Sunset Blvd., Suite 515, Los Angeles, according to this Address Customer Service Central Number. I'll pull it up on Google Maps," Paisley said with authority. Once all was said and done, Danny picked the girl up by the waist, transformed (to her huge delight), and followed the blue line on the map, to Butch.
Meanwhile, Butch asked for another coffee. He had just finished filming a YouTube video on the Fairly Odd Parents, and was content with another upload. At least he could upload, unlike some of his shows' fan fiction authors (guess who!). Hartman smiled, knowing from all the internet searches that his superheroes inspired young girls and boys and gave them dreams of having powers. It was enthralling. If only he had superpowers… Butch chuckled. Maybe he was still a kid after all.
His musings were interrupted by a blur knocking him through the opposite wall and into a storage room. It was dark and dusty, though quite large, and had chemicals and brooms making up the smell of the place. How did I get through that wall? Butch wondered, until he saw a random girl and one of his cartoons staring back at him.
"Wha-wh-wha-how?" Butch looked scarily pale. "Calm down, Butch," an all too real Danny Phantom echo-voice said. "I know I'm a ghost, but I'm not that bad, right?" Danny joked. "Wha-no-I mean, it's a dream come true, but just… how?" Butch sank to the ground, Paisley and Danny following suit. "Clockwork sent me here, not telling me the reason. I think I was supposed to meet you." Butch stared, then laughed a hysterical laugh. "Danny?" Paisley leaned away from the man. Danny shook his head. This was too much for Hartman, too fast. "I get it! This is an April Fool's joke." Danny rolled his eyes. "Right. I managed to fly through a window and then somehow get you unharmed through a wall, all as a joke, because I'm completely human. I mean, duh." Butch frowned. "I can't believe I made you this sassy." Danny winced. "Ouch. At least I know how Danielle feels, even if that sentence wasn't correct."
Butch smiled. "Ah, Danielle. You know, I like to think she thinks of you as a father figure." Danny looked shocked as Paisley shook her head, green eyes shining. Her long, wavy hair was in a loose ponytail, messed up by the flight. "Many fanfics think so, too."
"Fanfics?" Paisley sighed. "Fanfiction stories are dubbed fanfics. And many people like the idea." Danny was still wide eyes at the possibility. Then Butch remembered something. "What do you mean, even if that sentence wasn't correct?" Paisley sighed, and repeated her theory again, with another two "I don't know"s to get the point across. "Maybe. Many scientists do believe in alternate dimensions. I just never imagined I would see the day it was proven…" Butch examined Danny's snow hair, neon, glowing green eyes, translucent, also glowing skin, and his fluid looking HAZMAT suit, all floating above the air. Danny smirked. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." Butch blushed. "So… what do we do now?" Paisley asked innocently. Butch grinned a grin eerily similar to Danny's. "Read fanfiction."
Danny had both the most amazing and most horrifying experience of his life. Some fics were spot on about his inner feelings, which weren't, apparently, portrayed in the show. Others were so depressing or hilarious he was both mortified and dying from laughter. Many fics put him into cool situations he would now dream about, some showed him as perfect, which made him upset, and some were just downright weird. First of all, who the hell is Wes? Second, him and Vlad, Tucker, Kwan, or Dash? He wasn't against gay people, but him with those specific people? It was weird to even think about. The occasional one he longed for, like the ones with "DannyxSam fluff" in the description (and secretly, some DannyxDanielle fatherxdaughter and some TuckerxValerie), or put him into deep thought, like the fics about Fenton and Phantom having different bodies.
As he looked through the angst, he shivered at the imagined, depressing stories. He couldn't let that happen. As he looked through humor, he laughed outright at how perfectly his friends' lines were delivered. They were just so… them. He blushed at the romance, was engrossed by the adventure, and fanboyed over the crossovers. Danny had met himself on the Internet of this dimension, and both loved and hated it. He didn't even realize the Master of Time had showed up until Butch almost fainted.
"DANNY. TIME. GHOST. GONNA. DIE. NOW." Paisley choked out. Danny snapped up. "Did I complete my mission?" Danny said dutifully. Clockwork smirked. "April Fool's." Danny turned into a stone. "What. The. BLOODY HE—"
Let's just say, nobody knew it was possible to surprise the Master of Time with fanfiction of his own that would make the Observants blush until the next day.