The physics of all of this make absolutely no sense...but take the fics where you can get them. I'm not in the mood to make this adhere to the laws of physics. It wouldn't be as entertaining, and probably not as funny.

This is what happens when I watch too much MLP.

Danny Phantom (c) Butch Hartman
Story (c) Me

Danny stared at the far ground below. The summit of the mountain he was standing on had sparse grass beneath his feet that failed to waver in the wind like its brothers beside the white boots. The wind whistled up here and the air was somewhat thinner. Clouds crawled across the sky in their own merry way, ignoring the boy who was, at the moment, staring at the many a feet to the ground. His friends had become no more than mere silhouettes on the ground, much like the trees that gently brushed each other.

It had started with a dare. Danny had been practicing flight; the rest of his family was at a campsite with Sam and Tucker's parents not too far away. The press who had been following the families around since the near-end of the world. The three families decided that it would be nice to get a break, and- much to the parent Manson's dismay- camping topped the list. No over-crowded places to attract even more attention. Tucker had told Danny that although he was fast, he doubted that his best friend could ever break the sound barrier.

Danny, of course, took this as a challenge. Sam had been somewhat nervous about the idea, though she had no doubts Danny could go intangible in the worst situation. They dare not tell their parents; they would get in so much trouble for this idea- for Danny to fly to the very tip of a mountain nearby the campsite and to dive off of it and do a swift turn when he got close enough to ground to break the sound barrier.

But now the boy was having second thoughts as he looked over the looming mountainside, feeling a wave of vertigo push him. He could not see the faces of his friends below and felt suddenly all alone on the mountain. A wave of anxiety filled him, but he bit his lip and looked down again. He then backed up to give himself some room to start, and with one last deep breath, he closed his eyes and ran as fast as he could. When he met the edge of the summit, he jumped and dove like an Olympic diver, except only with perhaps a bit less grace.

The air roared in his ears, screaming at him to stop. His eyes were forced open and were watering profusely, causing them to become dry within seconds. He had no idea how fast he was going at this point, but his mind shut off all other thoughts telling him what a terrible idea this was. As soon as he was in distance to start turning, he immediately flipped himself skyward and dashed up into the sky. By now he had gone nearly deaf and he couldn't tell if he broke the sound barrier; he couldn't tell if the booming he already heard had gotten louder or not.

He began to slow himself down, and eventually he was able to slow enough to stop. His ears were still pounding and his eyes were dry. His hair was a mess, pushed back comically. The boy sighed and blinked his eyes rapidly to restore moisture, and he began to descend. He fixed his hair the best he could, although it was still pushed back and stray hairs were mussed. He spied his friends approaching the ground near him, so he landed by them and transformed back. Danny coughed and blinked again. "Did I do it?" he asked. Tucker gave him an incredulous look.

"Of course you did, you just about woke up the whole world! Maybe you should do it again; I don't think they quite heard you in China." he said. Danny blinked in confusion.

"What? I can't hear you!" he said. "There's still pounding in my ears!"

"I SAID, YOU DID IT!" Tucker said, who then began snickering slightly.

"Oh, that's good. Real nice." Danny replied. Sam looked to him.

"Well, congrats. You broke the sound barrier, Danny, and almost risked your life in the process. You alright?"

"What?"

"I said, ARE YOU OKAY?" Sam asked. Danny nodded.

"Yeah! Just have a loud of pounding in my ears...and my eyes are really, really dry..."

Sam and Tucker suddenly paused, and Danny could not understand why. All he heard was some sort of muffled noise that he couldn't make out. They started yelling something that took him a minute to decipher, and then he froze.

Mr. and Mrs. Fenton.

He was royally screwed.

Indeed, his parents pushed their way through the thicket a moment later. They said something to his friends he couldn't understand, even with his father's booming voice. "WHAT? Wha'd you say?" he asked.

Maddie sighed. "He'll be fine eventually. But that's why people wear things like headphones and goggles when going that fast in planes."

"He actually broke the sonic barrier, though," Jack said, a little awed, "Dang. That takes guts to get that high up and then nosedive. But, ah, he's still in trouble."

"Of course." Maddie replied, rolling her eyes.

"WHAT? WHAT'D YOU SAY?" Danny demanded again. Maddie smiled.

"YOU'LL FIND OUT WHEN YOUR HEARING COMES BACK, DEAR!"

"OKAY!"