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This idea has been reformatted. Instead of the two options I was thinking of doing, I've smooshed them together into one idea. Thanks to mystery writer 5775 for inspiration!

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Camp Skull and Crossbones greeted the falling night with heavy eyelids. After being up since early in the morning and exercising like crazy, the campers were ready to call it a day. Kids were retired to their rooms. A certain goth girl sat on her cot while waiting for the return of her roommates.

"I wish they'd hurry up," Chris mumbled, hands behind her head. That was when something tapped against her window. Curiously, she went over to glance outside. She couldn't see a thing.

"Boo," a voice whispered from behind, breathing down her neck in the creepiest way imaginable.

"Ah!" she screamed, whipping around. She ended up slapping something.

"Jeez, it was only a joke," the voice agonized. A boy with very recognizable black hair and violet eyes stood there, rubbing the new red mark on his cheek.

"Jake!" she gasped.

"Hello to you, too."

She looked at him in astonishment. "What's going on?"

He stopped rubbing his face to smirk at her. "I promised I'd visit, didn't I?"

"What about your parents?"

"Well…heh…I kind of convinced my Mom that she signed me up for camp for a week and my Dad goes along with almost anything she says, so it wasn't that hard. I'll be bunking with Eric and D.J."

"Tricky," she commented, admiring his deviousness. "So you just flew down here?"

He chuckled, rubbing his neck, a nervous habit he'd picked up from his father lately. "Yeah."

"Thanks," she said gratefully. Her face changed to one of panic when she heard noises outside. Her roommates were back. "But now you have to go!"

"Um…okay…" He vanished into thin air.

Chris turned around just in time to see three girls enter through the door.

"Hey, Chris," the one on the far left greeted casually, clad in khaki shorts and a green T-shirt. Her brown pigtail bounced happily behind her and a soccer ball was tucked underneath her arm.

"Hi, Jess," Chris responded a little too quickly.

"What's wrong?" Jess asked, picking up on the girl's mood.

"Nothing," the goth said in a suspicion-inducing way. She side-stepped the group. "I'm just gonna go out for some air."

"But lights-out is in twenty minutes!" Jess called as Chris ran out the door.

"I'll be back in ten!"

The girl ran hard and fast only slowing down by the edge of the forest, out of sight from any prying eyes. She glanced around. "Jake?" she whispered.

"Yeah?" he answered from right behind her.

She jumped again, startled. "Stop doing that."

"Sorry."

She sighed, forgiving him. "I'm so glad to see you. How was the flight down here?"

"Nice. Everything looks amazing from up there," he replied. "It's even better at night." The half-ghost boy offered his hand. "Wanna see?"

"Love to."

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The day was bright in Amity Park and a commotion could be sensed from the Fenton household. Not that the place was ever very quiet. Inside, Sam could be seen gathering up a small bag and getting ready to leave.

"A job interview?" Abby asked.

"Yep," Sam answered happily. "There's a new environmental protection company that just opened up nearby."

"But what about the Skulk and Lurk?"

"I'll hire someone else to take it over. Abby, I've always wanted to get a job like this, but the nearest company was too far away for me to get back here fast in case of an emergency. Plus, you two were so young at the time. I couldn't leave you alone and what with your father's job, I wanted to make sure I could be there if anything happened."

"Oh," Abby muttered. She felt a little sad that her mother had to turn down her dream job to take care of them.

The mother smiled. "I'll only be gone for a few hours. Don't destroy anything, okay?"

"Mom," the girl whined, but Sam was already out the door.

Danny appeared from the basement stairs, tightening the lid on a Fenton Thermos. "Your mother gone?" he inquired.

"Yep," Abby sighed. She moved toward the phone. "I'm gonna go call-" Before she could finish the sentence, her ghost sense went off. "…No one."

"You can stay here if you want," Danny offered.

"It's fine. I was bored, anyway." Abby transformed as she said this, Phantom gear replacing the commonplace clothes she wore. Danny followed her lead and the two Phantoms darted outside, looking for the source of the ghostly trouble.

At first, there was nothing. It was just a nice, peaceful day. Then, dark clouds began rolling in much too fast and thunder boomed. The earth started to shake, pavement cracking and splitting. Stems sprung from the debris, growing into oversized plants. The central one grew the largest, reaching into the sky where it was met with another force. A small tornado, to be precise. Out of the plant formed Undergrowth; the tornado: Vortex. Together, they let loose an evil cackle that filled the air.

"Undergrowth and Vortex?" Abby gasped.

"Huh, I always pictured them way too self-obsessed to team up," Danny mused. He shifted into a fighting stance. "Alright, let's get this over with."

Danny shot into the sky, his daughter following closely behind him. A powerful ice ray began to build in his hand. "So…what? Are you two doubly lame now?" Upon releasing his ice ray, Danny froze half of Undergrowth. Immediately, the temperature rose and the ice melted.

"Let's see how 'lame' we are (gasp), when you are unable to defeat us!" Vortex shot back.

Scowling, Danny fired ice at Undergrowth in rapid-fire succession. As quickly as the giant plant was frozen, he was thawed out. Danny sucked in a deep breath to release a ghostly wail on Vortex, only to have it be blocked by an irritating-fast-appearing forest created by Undergrowth.

"Even you, Danny Phantom, cannot win when all of nature is against you," Undergrowth claimed, making dramatic hand gestures.

To prove the point, a strong wind was sent toward them. As it came to shove them brutally out of the air, all Abby could think of to say was, "Oh, crud."

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Might be a little bit choppy. Id's started writing the first chapters of both ideas, so they're basically just sections taken out from those two and reformatted.