Hey guys, sorry I didn't update as fast as I wanted too...I'm so tired right now, so enjoy this chapter and review like always...

Oh yea, one more thing...sorry if Spectra doesn't seem like...well, Spectra. She's kinda preppy and that is sooooo not me. well, enjoy anyway and if I ever use her w/ other stories then I'll practice more...to tired, can't. FOCUS! so just...enjoy!

"Maybe we'll have better luck finding him if we split up Jazz," Sam suggested, jerking her head in all directions attempting a glance out of all the windows.

"Sam, calm down!" Tucker said trying to settle his overwhelmed friend. Yes, he was worried about Danny, but they would have a better chance at finding him if they all kept level heads.

"That's a good idea Sam," Jazz said, stopping the car. She was trying to stay calm too but it wasn't as easy. Jazz never skipped school, and she had to find her brother that was missing most likely because of a ghost. This was all new to her so she was probably more anxious that Sam was. Even if she didn't show it.

Sam nearly flew out of the car the moment Jazz hit the brakes. Grabbing Tucker and throwing him out on the ground, she turned to Jazz.

"You look over all the streets and Tucker and I will look in buildings and open spaces," Sam said in almost one breath, then slammed the door shut and grabbed Tucker by his collar. Before the boy could object, he was being forcibly pulled down the sidewalk by his worried gothic friend. Jazz couldn't help but laugh when she started to drive again.

"Sam," she said with a smile and a slight giggle, "if only, if only…"

Danny was wobbling around the side of the road. He was tired, exhausted, and extremely annoyed with all the people that came up to him to ask if he was okay or if he was lost. Sleeping was the last thing the little hybrid wanted to do though. He was having a blast with all the 'friends' he was making. There had to be something to keep him awake…

His eyelids became increasingly heavy and a couple of times he had to shake his head to snap out of his slight, zombie-like state. Half-asleep, he bumped into a bystander that seemed to be having kid troubles himself. The man, apparently a father, had a daughter who was running amuck. Sad turn of events, she looked about 7 or 8, and should have been in total control of her behavior. This however, wasn't the case. The man turned around to see the fatigue ghost glance up lazily at him.

"Sorry Mister…" he just managed to mutter, and then started to (sleep)walk off again.

"Hey, hey, hey, hold it…" he said, grabbing the back of the ghost's shirt and pulling him toward him gently. Danny was too tired to object.

"Where are your parents little guy?" he asked smiling, he must've been ignoring the fact that his own child was running off and disturbing the peace. Danny just shrugged his shoulders and lowered his eyes, extremely close to dozing off.

"Are you okay?" the man asked, snapping his fingers to try to make Danny wakeup. If the kid was hurt or lost, he needed him to stay conscious to find out how to help him…

Danny shook his head yes and closed his eyes again, swaying side-to-side.

"Hey little guy," the man shook him gently causing Danny to lift his eyelids, "You're going to have to stay awake okay?" he asked, "At least until I can find your mommy or daddy okay?" The kid was obviously out of it so he tried to limit his answers to something as short as yes or no…

"HEY DADDY, WHO'S THIS KID? HUH DADDY? HUH?" The man's child jumped in front of him and Danny, obviously not liking the lack of attention she was getting. She was pointing and pulling at Danny's hair and giggling madly.

"WHY IS HIS HAIR WHITE DADDY? HUH DADDY? HUH? WHY DOESN'T HE TRY TO HIT ME? JOSH ALWAYS HITS ME WHEN I POKE HIM…HUH DADDY? WHY IS HE SO WEIRD? HE LOOKS JUST LIKE-"

"Shelby!" the man shouted at the girl, forcing Danny to snap into awareness and the girl to quiet down. He turned his attention back to the now semi-awake toddler.

"Are you lost?" He asked sweetly, and frowned when Danny's knees slowly started to give way, "Hey, little guy, can you hear me?" Danny opened his eyes slightly and looked at the man, only someone who was paying as close attention as the man was would have noticed the nod the hybrid gave.

"What's you're name?" he asked, it was no use though. Danny, now supported by the man, had his eyes closed and he was starting to lose his balance.

"Danny," Shelby said, the toddler's head shot up at the girl. His eyelids fell slightly again after looking at her.

"What?" her father asked.

"Danny," Shelby repeated, this time though he didn't look up, "that's his name."

"How do you know that?" he asked, picking up the hybrid and letting his head rest on his shoulder. Shelby smiled.

"I just do!" She grinned wider, "That's his name, Danny…DANNY PHANTOM!" She fell into another giggling fit and her father rolled his eyes, "And you're Greg! GREG, SHELBY, AND DANNY PHANTOM!"

"Come on Shelby lets go get help," he said, trying to grab his daughter's hand but she pulled away in an annoying game. Giving up, Greg walked into the busy coffee shop that was across the street. Going over to the nearest empty table, he set the sleeping toddler on a chair and looked up at Shelby who was pulling out napkins and throwing them everywhere.

"Shelby," Greg snapped, his daughter jumped and looked at him, "Stay with the kid okay? Try and see if you can wake him up. I'm going to be right over here…okay?" He pointed to the front counter. Shelby glanced at the passed out hybrid, then at her dad. Nodding her head furiously, she walked over to Danny.

The little ghost only took up one seat. His arm was hanging over the chair and his eyes were closed tight. Shelby ignored all the signs that mentioned he wanted to sleep.

"Hey kid," she said, poking his side and causing a slight twitch in the toddler, "wakeup you, it's not naptime." Danny barely opened his eyes. Shelby didn't like being ignored. Going behind the chairs, she reached in-between the bars the draped over the back and, with a shove, pushed Danny off his temporary resting place.

That woke him up.

He was under the table, rubbing his head and shot Shelby an evil glare as she crawled under the table with him.

"Oh, you're up," she smiled and Danny's eyes narrowed. Yeah, he was up, but he was still extremely tired…

"Don't go back to sleep you," Shelby snapped when she saw his eyelids flutter, "There has to be something to wake you…" she slapped her forehead "…duh!" crawling out from under the table, she walked over to a happily distracted couple who was talking cheerfully about something Shelby really found stupid. She didn't go there to eavesdrop though. She went there for another reason. And she found it sitting on the couple's table…

Shelby frowned when she saw Danny curled up under the table trying to sleep again. Putting the coffee she stole from the other table on the floor, she crouched down, grabbed Danny's foot, and pulled him out from under the table. Slowly, the hybrid opened his eyes.

"I got something that'll keep you awake…" Shelby said, and, much to her surprise, liked the fact that his eyes shot open.

"You…did?" Danny asked, picking himself up off the floor. Shelby nodded and thrust the coffee cup in the toddler's face.

"What's this?" he asked, looking curiously at the girl who smiled and shrugged.

"I donno, but my mommy and daddy drink it every morning, and they always wakeup when they do…" Danny cocked his head to the side. He took the cup and, with one last curious look at the girl, took a sip.

"Well?" Shelby asked. Danny's face cringed. He spit the liquid out on the floor.

"That's GROSS!" he said, setting the cup down and rubbing his tongue. Shelby looked a little disappointed. She was sure it would've worked. Grabbing the cup off the table, she took a small sip. It was pretty gross. But nothing a little sugar couldn't fix…

Climbing back on the chair, she scanned the top of the table for anything that looked sweet. To her liking, she found an entire cup full of sugar and sweetener. In fact, all of the tables contained the same items.

Grabbing a handful of the contents on the table, she jumped down off the chair and next to Danny who was watching her thoughtfully.

"What's that?" he asked, swaying slightly. He was about to fall asleep again.

"Sugar," Shelby said taking the cup and lifting off the lid. She poured two pouches of the sweet, white cubes into the coffee that turned a lighter shade of brown.

"Is that good?" she asked, raising the cup up to Danny. Danny shook his head.

"That stuff was pretty nasty…" he said, "I think it's gonna take more than that…" Shelby smiled this was fun…

"How bout now?" she asked after about 20 things of sugar were in the coffee. The two of them were surrounded by a sea of empty sugar packets. Danny looked at it and nodded.

"That looks good!" he giggled, then yawned.

"Well here, take it," Shelby handed the cup to the ghost who snatched it happily. Slowly he took a sip. It was still gross, but a lot sweeter than what it was last time. Plus, it was going to keep him awake, so he drunk the whole thing…

"SHELBY!" Greg shouted when he saw the mountain of abandoned sugar pouches, "What did you do!"

"Nothing Daddy!" Shelby said defensively, "You said that I needed to keep him awake, so I did…" Greg now noticed Danny who was slurping up the sugar at the bottom of the cup. He grabbed the thing from Danny, but it really was quite pointless. The coffee and the sugar were all gone.

"How much sugar did you put in here?" he asked, his eyes widened when he looked at his daughter. Danny wasn't talking. He just stood there, eyes wide, and a smile twitching at the edges of his face.

"I donno Daddy," Shelby shrugged her shoulders, "how much is in the whole bowl?"

"The whole-" Greg's eyes went wider. The bowl on the table that held all the sugar and sweetener…was empty…

"YUP!" Shelby said happily, "The whole bowl…that should keep him awake for a while…" Danny was smiling now, his eye twitched and he was shaking slightly. No one noticed that when he opened his mouth a light blue mist replaced his breath.

"Helllllllloooooo people of Amity Park!" A preppy, female voice shouted. A woman that definitely wasn't there before was sitting at the table in front of Shelby, Greg, and the now twitching Danny. She was accompanied by a rather short man that seemed to be oblivious to all of his surroundings. His eyes were fixed on the shaking, smiling halfa.

The woman was actually extremely attractive. Her hair was pulled up into a unique 'U' shape and her green eyes scanned the room thoughtfully. Her face was pulled into a sharp smile and her legs were crossed in the chair she stole from the two kids. After a while, her eyes fell on Danny.

"Hello Danny," Spectra said smiling. Danny was still staring into space, "Do you remember me?"

"This little brat caused us enough trouble Spectra," Bertrand said, he crossed his arms, "just because he's two now doesn't mean that…"

"It means everything Bertrand!" Spectra snapped, "Two months, Bertrand…two months I was stuck like Penelope Snotra! I will not let this opportunity pass!"

"Excuse me," Greg interrupted, almost the entire coffee shop was empty due to the arguing two, "do you know him…" he pointed to Danny. Spectra's face flushed red.

"Know him?" she hissed, and then picked Danny up by his arm. He was giggling for some odd reason, "This brat is the reason why I don't have my desired perfect body! This brat is the reason why I was humiliated for two months straight!" Her eyes flared red.

"You're a ghost!" Greg shouted, grabbing his daughter and stepping away. The few remaining people ran off in fear, it was just the father and daughter, and three ghosts in the store.

"Yes sweetie," Spectra said nicely, then turned to Danny, "and so is he-HEY!" The sugar that was rushing through every part of Danny's body finally kicked in. He shot up bringing Spectra with him and crashed into the ceiling, smashing a light. Glass rained down on Bertrand who went intangible and the two humans who dodged it the best they could. Unfortunately for Spectra, Danny didn't come down with the glass…she also, didn't let go.

The little hyped-up hybrid flew off in the other direction, dragging Spectra over the tabletops. Screaming, she finally decided to let go after crashing into the wall on the opposing side. Danny was still, literally, bouncing off the walls. Greg, seeing his chance, left the shop to get help and protect his fascinated daughter from the apparent danger.

Spectra got up painfully and shot her assistant an irritated glare.

"Bertrand…" she said sweetly, "SICK HIM!" Bertrand didn't need to be told twice. Glowing, the figure of the man that he once was disappeared and taking his place was a green, growling wolf. Bertrand fell into sequence with Danny.

Everything he bent, the wolf broke, and everything he skid across, Bertrand scratched. He wasn't trying to; it was just the only way he could keep up with the bouncing child. Spectra, getting annoyed, caught the hyper-hybrid when he spun past her.

"HI I'M DANNY! I'M THIS MANY YEARS OLD!" He held up two fingers, "I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M TALKING SO MUCH! DO YOU KNOW WHY? YOU LOOK FUNNY! FUNNY LADY! FUNNY LADY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Danny fell into a hysterical fit. He phased through Spectra's hands and landed on the ground, still laughing.

"What is wrong with you?" Bertrand asked, panting and changing into his normal green, blob-like state, "I mean come on, you're two years old and still a loser!" Danny stopped laughing. He looked up at Bertrand, hatred flaring in his eyes.

"AM NOT!" he shouted.

"ARE TOO!" Bertrand responded. Spectra frowned by how immature he was acting.

"AM NOT!"

"ARE TOO!" Danny's smile grew back. He looked at Spectra, then at Bertrand.

"I don't even know what that means!" He shouted, then fell into another hysterical fit, "You-you, look like a-a-a BOOGER!" He shouted through his giggles. Spectra snickered, then Danny turned to her, "And you look like—a funny old LADY!" Spectra's face flushed a scarlet red.

"I'm not old! My youth means everything to me!" She hissed and picked up the laughing toddler. Before he knew it, Spectra slapped him across the face. Danny stopped laughing.

For a second his face was a surprised stare, then his lower lip quivered slightly.

"You're not going to cry are you?" she asked, laughing at the tears swelling up in Danny's eyes. She smacked him again.

"Awwww, the little baby doesn't find us funny anymore…" Bertrand said in a childish voice. Spectra smiled.

"Well if you're going to cry," her smile grew as she felt his misery rushing through her, "then cry! No one's going to hear you Danny…no one…"

So he did, but she was wrong…Danny didn't just cry, and everyone heard it…

Greg still had his daughter swung over his shoulder as he was running down the street trying to get someone to help. Ghosts? They were GHOSTS! No one was going to help him except maybe…

Running across the street, Greg was rudely brought back into reality when a RV (or what looked like an RV) nearly hit him. It was somewhat his fault really, he shouldn't have been crossing the road without looking…then again, the RV wasn't supposed to be going 80 mph in a 15 mph zone…

"Wow, Maddie!" Jack Fenton's voice came through the vehicle, "Where did you learn to drive! You rock baby!"

"Not now honey," an anxious Mrs. Fenton said, honking the horn for the pair in front of them to move, "we need to find that ghost boy…"

Greg ran up to the window next to the couple.

"Danny Phantom?" he asked anxiously and quickly, "C-coffee s-shop! Three blocks down! He was w-with other g-ghosts…"

"HI!" Shelby said over her father's shoulder. An earsplitting howl filled the silent air. It was coming from the place that the man pointed to. Maddie's eyes narrowed.

"JACK!" She shouted, "BUCKLE UP! I'M FLOORING IT!" Jack's eyes grew wide, he didn't have time to 'buckle up'. Maddie hit the gas so hard the only thing he could do was clutch the seats.

"Man that's hot!" he said to himself, trying his hardest not to scream…

Both Spectra and Bertrand were knocked out on the floor. The Ghostly Wail Danny did had to be the strongest ever…just because he had so much energy.

Speaking of the little halfa, he was sobbing on the floor. His tiny hands were rubbing his tearstained face and his eyes were red from crying. Across his cheek was a slight hand mark (from Spectra slapping him) that was becoming redder.

Spectra was the first to wakeup. It took her a moment to register what just happened, but when she saw the sobbing toddler it all came back to her. She nudged her assistant who slowly woke up as well.

"How did you do that Danny?" Spectra asked, she was scared to get near him now. The Box Ghost specifically said that he couldn't…the Box Ghost…that explains everything.

Danny ignored her, still crying and rubbing his eyes. Spectra decided to use this to her advantage. Standing up, she walked over to the kid and lifted him up by the back of his shirt. The familiar vibe of misery rushed through her skin. He wasn't crying because he was hurt, yeah, he might have been hurt a little from the slap, but Spectra just hurt his feelings. That's why he was bawling his eyes out.

"Y-you're m-mean!" he whined. Spectra smiled wickedly.

"I now sweetie, that's how I am…but you-" her brow furrowed and she clenched her teeth, "how did you do that? That, that thing?" Danny phased through Spectra's hands and the floor, leaving the two in the Café.

"Where'd he go?" Bertrand asked, turning to his irritated boss.

"I don't know Bertrand," she said rudely, walking toward the front door, "let's go find him, I don't want to miss a moment of thi-" Spectra was interrupted as the front doors busted open and Maddie and Jack Fenton stood in the doorway.

"Where is he?" Maddie hissed to Spectra whose eyes were wide from shock.

"Who?" she asked, "Phantom? I don't know, he went through the floor crying…"
"YOU MADE HIM CRY?" Maddie shouted furiously, "WHY DID YOU MAKE HIM CRY?" Spectra didn't even have a chance to answer. Maddie shot her weapon in the middle of them and a small portal appeared between both ghosts. Bertrand and Spectra only had time to scream before they were sucked forcibly into the Ghost Zone the same way Brittney was.

"Maddie are you okay?" Jack asked his wife who seemed to be getting angrier by the second.

"I'm fine," she reassured him, not sounding 'fine' at all, "lets go."

"Maddie if I didn't know any better…" Jack said jokingly, "I would think that you actually care about the ghost kid…" Maddie stopped in her tracks. Her eyes darted over to her husband and she just stared at him, never giving him a full, solid answer.

"Let's go," she said again and started to walk away, leaving Jack behind completely clueless.

Okay, hope you liked it. As for Shelby, lol I know a really, really, REALLY annoying girl named Shelby, that's why I picked that name. And don't worry folks, Danny's still hyped-up, just depressed. And I don't have a filler-in for the next person so I guess it's just going to be a suprise to you and me...well, it's 12 in the morning and I promised myself I'd get done with this chapter no matter what...so now that it's done...GOOD NIGHT!