Hi! I'm back again! I'm updating early. Really though, I don't exactly have an early considering my updates are spontaneous. Anyway, here it is.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the original Danny Phantom show, but i do own Abby and Jake/Shadow. I also own the other characters I made up in previous chapters that do not appear in this one.

Okay, my rant is over. Enjoy!

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The next day, Abby and Shadow were having their usual fight. Abby was offence, Shadow was defense. Abby fired a few quick ghost-rays and Shadow dodged two, but was hit by the third. Shadow stared up at her hatefully now. That was it, no more mister nice guy!

"I don't want to do this, but…" He fired a ghost zapper at her. She formed a shield around her, but the X-shaped red lighting grabbed onto the shield and adapted to it until her shield glowed red and began to shock her. As the shock retreated, her whole body was smoking. She gasped for breath as Shadow stood in mid-air, showing no pity. She had attacked him so many times that he didn't care if he attacked her once.

Abby straightened up and stared at her opponent with a death glare. It was more than a death glare though, it was a special glare. A look that she reserved especially for him. It basically said, "I'm going to kill you, Shadow."

Just then, they were both caught in bubbles of green ectoplasmic energy. They both gasped. The bubbles were moving slowly, bringing them closer to the ground. On the ground, a figure was waiting. It was their Dad (in ghost form).

"Dad? What's going on?" Abby asked anxiously.

Danny walked up to Abby, releasing her from her bubble and snapping a metallic bracelet on her wrist. She stared curiously at it. He moved over to Shadow and did the same thing.

"Dad, what's this?" Abby questioned, examining the accessory. Shadow was doing the same.

"We are putting this fighting to an end. I've seen you two fight, one day, one of you will seriously hurt the other," Danny explained.

"Yeah, I'll be hurting him. He's too weak to beat me," she told her father, pointing to an annoyed Shadow while she said this.

"Abby," he started seriously, "I've been watching and from what I've seen, he has the strength and potential to beat you, but he's holding back."

"Well if he could beat me so easily, why hasn't he?" Abby retorted.

"Because I don't want to hurt you!" Shadow shouted, fed up with the conversation.

His sudden outburst led Danny and Abby to stare at him with shock clear across their faces.

"What about a few minutes ago? That hurt!" she shouted to his face.

"That was defense!" he snapped.

"Which brings us back to what I am doing," Danny interrupted.

Both teens stared at him intently.

"You see those nice bracelets you two have on?" They nodded. "As long as those are on, you can't be two feet apart from each other." Wanting to see if it were true, they stepped back and received a painful shock. They yelped. "Told you. They are programmed to short out your powers as well, so neither of you are going to be hurting one another. I'm not taking them off until you two can settle your differences and agree to not fight. Otherwise, you're stuck together." Danny smirked as he said this.

"Dad, that's totally unfair!" cried Abby.

Shadow remained silent and crossed his arms. He did not like this plan. Yes, he wanted him and Abby to stop fighting (even though it was sometimes fun), but this is not how he wanted it to happen. He could not be stuck with her for who knows how long.

"It may be unfair, but if it gets you two to stop fighting, then so be it," Danny told her sternly.

"So…what are we supposed to do?" Shadow asked, finally speaking up.

"Shadow, since you two can't go out of the two foot range, you have to stay here," Danny replied.

"What?!" Both teens exclaimed.

"You heard me. You two have to stay together so Shadow will have to share a room with you Abby," Danny responded seriously, although he was trying to hide his amusement in their reaction.

"No! No, no, no!" Abby shouted, not believing that she had to share a room with that despicable ghost.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes. Now, in," Danny retorted, opening the door and forcing both of them to get inside the house.

"This is all your fault," Abby whispered to Shadow.

"My fault? You were the one who started it!" he whispered back angrily.

"The longer you fight; the longer you're stuck together," Danny threatened, overhearing their conversation. This silenced them.

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Later that night, Sam came home and was greeted by the sight of two teens sitting together on the couch, giving each other harsh stares. One was her own daughter, Abby. The other was a red and black clad ghost. She assumed that it was the Shadow ghost her husband was talking about. Speaking of her husband, Danny was keeping a watchful eye on the two pouting teenagers.

"What's happening?" Sam asked confused as she took in the scene.

"Hi, Sam. Remember how I told you my idea last night?" Danny greeted.

"Oh, no. You didn't," she exclaimed disbelievingly.

"Sam, meet Shadow, he's staying here until Abby and him learn to get along." He gave an implying glance at the two as he said the last part. The two enemies shot each other hateful glares.

"I told you, I'm not going to be part of this," she stated. She looked around for a moment, noticing that something, or someone, was missing. "Honey, where's Jake?" she asked.

"He's probably at Matt's," Danny replied.

Or on your couch. Shadow added in his mind.

"It's getting late, you two should probably go to bed now," Danny suggested, but it was more like a command.

The two grumbling kids walked next to each other sullenly, staying at the edges of their two foot separation limit. They were close to the door, but Shadow felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around in panic, meeting his Dad.

"Abby, you go in, but stay as far away from the door as you can. I have to talk to Shadow," Danny ordered.

Abby obeyed and closed the door behind her. Danny seemed to be waiting for something. Then, he banged on the door.

"Abigail Fenton, get away from the door!" Danny boomed.

A faint groan was heard from the other side, causing a satisfied smirk to appear on Danny's face.

Shadow gulped hard. Numerous thoughts crossed his mind. Had his Dad figured it out? Did he think that he was evil? What?

"Did I do something wrong?" Shadow asked, his curiosity and anxiousness getting the better of him.

"No. I just wanted to thank you for holding back when you fought with Abby."

"What?"

"I can tell that you could have hurt her much more than you actually did."

"How?"

"You don't think I remember being labeled as an enemy, but not wanting to hurt anyone?"

"But you're the town hero!" Shadow argued.

"Not always. At first, I was public enemy number one. I know what it's like to have everyone think that you're the enemy when you're not. You just have to stick it out. Everyone else will get it eventually. Abby may think that you're evil, but you're obviously not. The thing is; she never had to earn her reputation, so she doesn't understand. I just want you to know, that I think that you're good," Danny told him.

Shadow was stunned. This was definitely not what he was expecting. "Uhhh…Thanks," he managed to mumble, happy that his bandana was covering his blush.

Danny smiled and walked away, a very confused ghost left behind him. Shadow tried to wipe the look off his face as he entered the room. Abby was standing there, arms crossed, eyes angry, frown evident, and a completely impatient and distrusting aura surrounding her.

"Look, I don't like you, you don't like me, but we're going to have to at least pretend to get along," she told him, still mad.

"Fine," he sighed.

The temporary truce was made.

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