101 Oneshots

by Who-Am-I-Nobody-Nose

This is a challenge I'm doing from I-luv-Aang-Percy-Danny, even if it is an old challenge. The rating changes with each chapter, as does the genre. Next, Food: 'Of all the cruel things they could do...' If you thought the LAST one was dark, it's nothing compared to this drabble. Then, Crayon: THIS was why Sam never babysat her cousins... FINALLY! It isn't dark!

8. 8: Done

This is just something I thought up, randomly. I don't know where it came from.

"What do you even want from me?" Phantom asked me as he dodged the blasts from the ectoguns I fired. Phantom had ruined my life. He should just leave and never come back!

"For you to leave Amity Park and never return!" I replied, shooting the ectogun again. He dodged, then paused and seemed to be thinking. But ghosts don't think.

"Do you think if I just disappear my enemies won't take over? As if they won't take the opportunity to take over if I was gone. I'm the only one who can handle them 24/7!" He shouted back at me.

It was true. Phantom seemed to have many ghostly enemies who wanted to take over the world. But I was strong enough to handle them! "What do you mean only you could handle them?"

He realized his mistake, and started to try and cover it up. "Well, you have school and the Fenton's have kids. I don't have any social life here, no matter how popular I may seem. If you think you can handle it, then fine. I'm done. I'm done dealing with being hunted by everything I try daily to protect."

"What?" I asked, not believing it. Phantom never gave up? Why was he doing it now? Did he really snap?

"You heard me. I'm done. I suppose it was time for a vacation... If you think you can handle it, try a day. I can't sit down for five minutes without another ghost showing up."

Phantom was really letting me handle it? And why is he talking like he isn't really a ghost? I'll just ask him. "Why do you act like you're not a ghost?" I asked him. "Talk before I obliterate you."

"I'm acting like I'm not a ghost?" He asked me, clearly surprised. I simply nodded. "Well, I'm just annoyed at how the Box Ghost gets out every ten minutes or so. It's like he has a portal in his lair or something."

"I guess that's true." I muttered.

"So, later I guess?" He said, looking at an opening natural portal. Before I could answer, he flew through it.

Phantom was gone. Phantom was gone. Phantom was GONE! "He's gone." I whispered. "Awesome!" What I didn't know is the News Station just caught everything. And I was in for some crazy things in these next 24 hours.

Oh, how I wish we never had that conversation.