AN:
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'That nap didn't help,' Danny grumbled. 'If anything, I'm more tired now than I was before.'
Tucker and Sam looked at him sympathetically. They didn't understand how he managed to fight the constant stream of ghosts, while also staying awake. The only reason they could think of was that Danny's ghost powers gave him extra energy- or maybe ghosts didn't have to sleep as much as humans.
Anyway, Sam thought. It doesn't matter- he needs more sleep, regardless of his ghost half.
It was now the end of the school day. Casper High students poured out of the exits and escaped the boredom-inducing building.
Tucker, Danny and Sam were pulled along with the crowd. It dispersed at the gates, each student walking in a different direction. Battling their way through, the trio emerged from inside of the large group of students. They headed to Fenton Works.
'Well, maybe we could just go back to your place and watch a movie?' Tucker suggested.
Sam lifted her purple spider bag higher up on her back. 'What movie would we start with?'
Danny zoned out as Tucker and Sam exploded into an argument. He wasn't worried about what movie he had to watch- it took all of his concentration just to stay awake and keep putting one foot in front of the other.
DPDPDPDP
The walk to Fenton Works seemed to take twice as long as Danny was used to. He kept stumbling over his own feet. Tucker and Sam were still fighting when the orange and silver monstrosity of a building appeared around the corner. Fenton Works was a structure built of oddly constructed bricks- each one a slightly different size and shade of bright orange- but the real feature was the large 'ops' centre on the roof. The huge UFO-like invention gleamed dully in the sunlight and was easily visible for blocks. Danny and his friends had to use the ops centre several times already. When Amity Park was under a ghost attack, the ops centre detached from the rest of the building and transformed into a vehicle suitable for battling ghosts.
Danny didn't know how his parents managed to reattach it to Fenton Works after each attack.
The ghost boy tripped up the steps leading into the house, falling against the doorframe. Still wrapped up in their argument, Sam and Tucker didn't notice this clumsy display. Danny moaned softly and rubbed his aching eyes wearily.
Forgetting about Tucker and Sam, Danny climbed the stairs up to his room and collapsed into bed.
DPDPDPDP
'Danny! Where are you?' Sam's panicked voice drifted through the house, accompanied by Tucker's.
'Danny!'
The ghost boy sat up instantly. He wasn't tired anymore- in fact, he felt more awake and refreshed than he had ever been since the Accident.
Danny yelled down at the worried pair. 'I'm coming!'
He basically sprinted out of bed, the energy inside him too potent to be contained. He stopped in the living room, where a movie was silently playing. Tucker was frantically searching behind the couch.
'Danny!' He called. 'Where are you, dude?'
'I'm right here,' Danny grinned, surprised that Tucker hadn't seen him yet.
The Techno-geek whirled around, his gaze passing right over Danny without actually seeing him. A few tense moments passed.
'I found him!' Sam yelled to Tucker from upstairs. 'He's in his room.'
Tucker sighed in relief while Danny frowned.
I'm right here, he thought. Why can't they see me?
The ghost boy looked down at himself.
I can see me.
Another horrible thought dawned in Danny's mind. If I'm down here... Who can Sam see in my room?
DPDPDPDP
Sam shook Danny's shoulder lightly. Still downstairs, the invisible ghost boy felt a slight pressure on his arm. He went intangible and floated up through the ceiling, then made his way into his room.
Sam was sitting on his bed and Tucker was just appearing in the doorway.
'Danny,' Sam said to a large lump in the bed. 'Are you awake?'
Invisible Danny frowned. 'Yes, I'm standing right here.'
Tucker gasped. 'Who said that?'
'I did,' clarified Danny. 'Who's that in my bed?'
Neither one of his friends answered his question.
'It sounds like Danny,' Tucker realized. He began to walk towards where he had heard the disembodied voice.
Danny quickly moved out of the way- he didn't know why; something inside of him just told him to stay out of Tucker's path. It didn't tell him where to go, so Danny was extremely shocked when Sam went right through him. He shivered, and so did she.
'There's something here,' she told Tucker. 'I'm going to wake Danny- maybe he can get rid of it.'
Sam walked quickly to the bed and started shaking the lump under the covers.
'Danny, wake up.' She whispered.
Behind her, still shivering uncontrollably, the conscious Danny was struggling to understand what was happening. Sam heaved the blankets off of the bed, exposing another shivering Danny- this one fast asleep. The ghost boy felt her touch his shoulder again, even though his body was a couple of meters away. Before he could think about this, he was lying on the bed, shuddering at the sudden move.
DPDPDPDP
'Shh!' Sam whispered to Danny as he sat up, bewildered. 'There's something here.'
The ghost boy got up and pushed past the worried Goth.
'There's nothing here- there never was.'
Tucker frowned. 'But we heard it talking... It was right next to me!'
Danny closed the bedroom door, just in case his parents decided to come up. 'What exactly did you hear, Tucker?'
The Techno-geek thought for a moment. 'Well-'
Danny cut him off. 'Did it sound familiar?'
Tucker, stunned, nodded. 'How did you know? You were asleep.'
Sam's voice trembled slightly as she sat down on the bed. 'It sounded like you. But I checked! You were out cold- there's no way you could have made a duplicate in your sleep... Is there?'
Danny shook his head, his thoughts were cloudy with anxiety. What if this was some new ghost disease he had never heard of? 'I don't know what's going on, guys. I was asleep, then I was watching you- but you couldn't see me- and then I was up here and Sam woke me.'
A thoughtful expression came over his face. 'It happened at lunch today, too- I think. You were talking about how much I needed to sleep.'
Danny slumped down onto the bed besides Sam. Tucker moved towards the door- now they were all facing each other.
'I thought it was a dream,' he continued. 'Then the Box Ghost came and I forgot all about it. That was stupid- what if this is something important?'
Sam moved closer to him on the bed. 'It could just be a new ghosts power.' she suggested, moving to place a calming hand on his arm. She had to pull it away quickly with a yelp. Small blisters were appearing on her palm. The trio stared at them in confusion.
'Danny,' Sam whispered. 'Why is your skin so hot?'
The ghost boy frowned. Hot? His body temperature had always been cold- like a ghost. It had gotten him into difficult situations with his parents on several occasions.
He looked up into his friend's faces. 'I don't like this.'
AN:
Hello! pale-blue11 here! Good morning to anyone in the same time-zone as me! I've been up since 6am! Ahhh! Five hours sleep and school starts in an hour!
Anyway, I hope that any Australian readers had a great Australia Day. I did!
My family and I always go camping with another family- every long weekend... But Australia Day is always fun! We have this great camp site on the edge of a cliff, and at night time we walk down it and have a fire in this little clearing in the rocks :) there are heaps of seals and dolphins there, and my friend and I spent an hour just sitting on a rock and watching a seal sun-bake! We could have touched it- it was so close!
But the funniest thing happened Australia Day four years ago. We always get fake tattoos to celebrate the occasion, and that year I decided to put one on my face! It was a Southern Cross pattern. Of course, that was when I got the worst sunburn of my life. I was expecting it- red hair- but none of my friends thought they would get burnt too! We spent HOURS surfing- it was so fun. What wasn't fun was going out for dinner with a Southern Cross pattern on my face- even though the tattoo had rubbed off. A few days later, I started at my new school. There was still a faint mark, but, luckily, I don't tan.
My sister does though- and she made the same mistake again! Today's the first day of school and she has a thong (or flip-flop) pattern on her face. Her sunburn has gone- but the tattoo stayed. I'm telling everyone :) I am also proud to say that I didn't completely fail at surfing. I only hit my head once! AND I DIDN'T GET SUNBURNT!
Also, no one has ever heard of these- we invented them- but I just want to say that YO-FROs ARE DELICIOUS! And, one day, they will be as famous as lamingtons ;)
The people that we go camping with are, unintentionally, the ones who introduced me to DP. Yeah. They weren't home, so we watched TV and DP was on. I have never had Nickelodeon. That was seven years ago- when I was obsessed with Casper the Friendly Ghost (just ask my bird- his name is Casper (:) so all last weekend, the only thoughts going through my head were DP-related.
Anyway, if anyone is actually bothered to read this- I have a question. What is the first thing you think of when someone mentions Danny Phantom?
Please review, favourite or follow- but mostly review! I love knowing what you guys think. Any review- good or bad- is treasured and put into consideration for my next chapter :)
Wow, long note. Thanks for reading! And to all who reviewed- thank you, you made my day meaningful :)
pale-blue11