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I do not own Danny Phantom. Butch Hartman created the idea and series, I am only a fan inspired by his work.
"How'd you sleep last night, Danny?" Tucker asked while they walked to the Manson home to pick up their goth friend for school.
"I'm estactic, Tucker! I haven't slept so well in forever!" Danny smiled, his eyes glowing lightly in his delight.
"Glad for you man. No nightmares?" Tucker asked carefully.
"One, but I finally got controll over it," Danny smiled, then frowned, "But when I finally got control it was after..."
"I know, man. It was scary- more so for you than me, I'm sure," Tucker sympathised.
"Yeah... But, hey, I cleaned my room, it's beautiful morning, and there is no need for those kind of freaky thoughts," Danny gave a proud smile, "today is a brand-new day!"
"Yeah, yeah Chicken Little. Let's hustle 'fore Sam has a cow," Tucker smirked, and the pair lightly jogged all the way to their best friend's house.
Sam yawned as the boys ran up towards her house. "What took you all so long?" she teased, knowing that her boyfriend and brother didn't like to be late for her.
Danny's eyes widened a bit, "sorry, I thought we were on ti-," he looked at his watch and smirked at his goth princess, "We are on time."
Sam smirked playfully, and found her place on Danny's right side. "Yeah, I know," she smirked, kissing Danny's cheek easily. The halfa couldn't help but blush lightly.
Danny gave a cheshire-cat smile to his friends, "Wanna have some fun on our way to school?"
He must've really had a good night's sleep, Sam mused as she nodded, he's never this hyper!
"Sure, man," Tucker agreed. Danny gave a devlish grin and wrapped his elbows around his two pals.
"Hold on," Danny chimed, giddy. He adjusted the pair so their feet were about three inches above the ground. Smiling widely he darted forward, his ghostly weight and strength pushing him forward with each step.
"Woah, man! I dinnit know you could go this fast!"Tucker said, impressed.
Danny smirked and skidded to a stop rightout outside the school. We're even early, Sam smiled at the empty school yard. "That was sweet, Danny!" Sam smiled ecstaticly.
"Now, let's get to class on time for once," Danny smiled proudly.
They arrived to their homeroom quickly, avoiding any contact with Dash Baxter or Kwan. (:D)
The ghosts would probably be able to wear down the ghost-portal lock in about two hours, so for about three class periods there wouldn't be any interruptions what-so-ever: unless something like the Wulf incident happened.
Danny gave a small smile to Lancer when the teacher walked into the classroom four minutes after the trio had.
"Very nice, Mr. Fenton," Lancer gave a smile. Danny smiled and silently told Tuck and Sam, Safe! Gotta love ghost speed, huh, guys?
Sam and Tucker both thought a gentle thank-you, and began to read and work on their PDA, respectively.
Silently told; perhaps an odd choice of words, but not when you knew about their connection.
Since they were small, the trio have had this special connection. Often times it was stronger between Sam and Danny: that's why they would often say the same things at the same times, but overall they shared a special bond that only Danny could inniciate.
Apres the portal incident, Danny could read their emotions even more clearly, to the point where he could feel their emotions almost like his own. After three months of having his ghostly wail, he found he could transfer his friends' thoughts to his own mind, and send them his own.
Just as easily he could block them off from being able to read him at all.
The first two classes went quickly with only the usual wailing and a few more 'booger-heads' persistent from yesterday. Then there was gym class.
In the locker room everyone was showering-up for their next class. Danny, of course, wore a white undershirt and boxers in the shower, so he could avoid people questioning his scars. He always showered in his under-clothes and then changed in the restroom stall- that way he would always be safe.
But some how, Dash and Kwan had snuck in a 10-volt prank-zapper.
The pair powered it up and stuck it under Danny's shower nozzle while he wasn't looking.
Danny was zapped violently by the electrical current in the water. He jumped quickly, and stepped backwards, failing to avoid the water.
Dash took the opportunity to whip him as he was still in shock.
Danny jumped again, in pain, and grabbed his towel. He quickly turned off the water and stepped away with the towel around his shoulders.
"What's wrong, Fenton? Get a little jolt in the shower?" The halfa was breathing heavily.
The only words flowing through his mind were the ones he had mentioned to Frostbite and Dora once, Death by electricution. Death by elelctricution. Death by electricution.
Danny quickly rushed into the bathroom stall, not even bothering to turn off the water. He changed into his normal t-shirt and jeans with a cotton black sweater to keep himself warmer.
He practically ran out into the hall after grabbing his stuff. Put it all in your locker. You'll be fine. Just, put it all away. He quickly turned his combo, and opened the door. Shoving all his stuff in the bottom of the locker, he tried to even his breathing, I really need a hanger, right now. Why don't I ever bring hangers to school?! What kind of a fool am I, not bringing them with me. The halfa stopped in his thoughts as he pulled out his books for the next two classes. Well, if anyone saw me with a hanger, I'd need at least nine more. It's better to try to cope without one, anyway. Danny smirked proudly at his own thought, It's childish to mold all your feelings into a silly hanger. He smirked and shut his locker, aloof.
He was Danny Phantom- Danny Phantom didn't need a silly coat hanger when he got startled.
"Dude!" Tucker ran up to him, and panted as he held the halfa's shoulder for balance. "Sam and I felt you start a panic attack, man! You were yelling so loud at yourself, our ears hurt! You need a hanger?"
Danny put on a brave face. "I guess I wasn't very clear when yelling at myself. Danny Phan- Danny Fenton doesn't need a coat hanger to deal with a little stress."
"Dude," Tucker warned. Danny had forced himself to carry all his stress without the smallest bit of relief before, before they had realized how well hangers helped him. It didn't end well.
Actuallly, if you want to get technical it kinda did. The whole ordeal ended in him bawling his eyes out when a song he really liked came on the radio. Being embarrassed he flew to the park, and hid in their old well on top of the hill. He just sat there, water knee high, looking at the different coins and snapping twigs and debris that had landed there.
"It won't be like that," Danny said, reading his mind, "I promise. As soon as I get home, I'll deal with it."
"Can ya 'least tell me what happened?" Danny replayed the scene in his mind for him. On the other side of the school, Sam watched it, too.
"Dude!" Tucker yelled, "That's-"
"I know," Young Mr. Fenton interrupted, "But I'll deal. I've got my lucky sweater, and at least I'm dry now."
"Are you sure you're okay?" Foley asked.
Danny smirked. Because of his special ability -his ghostly wail- his mind had somehow absorbed so much more knowledge of soung waves and electrical currents connected with them. Sometimes he'd get so wraped up in reexplaining to himself what was going on with the molecules, it drove Sam and Tucker crazy. He flashed green eyes at Tucker, "I'm positive, now."
Tucker let out a groan at the terrible joke. Danny couldn't help but laugh lightly. Even Sam, who was listening in from the other side of the school had to supress a laugh so their history teacher wouldn't get suspicious.
"Come on, minute to dismissal bell and I wanna be the first one in French Class," Tucker commanded, trying to ignore Danny's subtle laughter.
"Alright," Danny gave a genuine smile and they paced to the trio's next shared class.
Sam stared eagerly at the clock, twenty-seven, twenty-six, twenty-five... Her teacher droned on and on, and Sam smiled weakly when she spotted Danny and Tucker waiting for her. The French classroom was right across the history room, so Sam never had to walk far.
And the boys never had to pick her up from history class.
Nineteen, eighteen, seventeen...
She tossed them a gentle, aloof wave.
Fifteen, fourteen...
Danny gave her a lopsided smile that made her heart melt.
Twelve, eleven, ten, nine...
How could he do that? After the mini-panick attack Dash had just given him?
Six, five, four...
She gave her heroic boyfriend a sympathetic smile; he really had only had a mini-heart-attack.
three, two...
He'd gone through much worse, anyways.
The bell rang, and the teacher dismissed everyone. Sam was up and out of her seat quicker than Mo Fara could run a two-hundred.
"Salut, Didier, Thierry," Sam smiled widely.
"Salut, Simone," the boys chorused. Sam put a warm, comforting hand on Danny's shoulder.
He gave her a smile, and whispered, "Mi estas en ordo, bela,"[1] Sam didn't nessisarily believe him, but it didn't stop her from giving him a short nod.
"Ne mensogu al via koramikino,"[2] Tucker mumbled, and Danny gave him a gentle sigh, and looked to Sam who gave him a sad smirk.
They walked into French Class easily, finding their place in the back of the class. As everyone filed in, Madame was no where to be seen.
"Where's Madame?" Dash bluntly asked. Then the lights were lowered and a spotlight zagged across the room.
"Today Madame has a special surprise for you!" A booming voice called through the room. "This special class has been granted- you know what that means?"
Danny looked about the room from the source of the familiar voice, and the spotlight.
"It means that you get a special all-paid trip to QUEBEC, starting this Thursday!"
Looks of excitement passed around the room. Even Sam and Tucker were estatic for a little break. But Danny was more startled than over-joyed. So many things could go wrong while I'm away from Amity...
Danny gave a gentle sigh, and smiled at his ami[3] and amie[4], who couldn't have been happier.
Until the chaperones appeared.
Madame appeared with a grin on her face, "And thankfully we already have some wonderful adults to attend with us on such short notice!"
Standing before them were Jack and Maddie Fenton, with huge grins on their faces. Maybe because they were going to Quebec, or maybe because they were standing in the only class that Danny had an A in.
Beside them stood a slightly peeved Pamela and Jeremy Manson, who couldn't have been more annoyed at the jumpsuit-clad ghost hunters.
"And, Mr. Lancer has the privilege of taking you because I get a paid leave for this!" Madame then waved goodbye and mumbled her 'ciao's and 'au revior's to the class before running out of the room, joyously.
"Pas Bien, Pas Bien![5]" Danny whispered to himself.
At lunch, Tucker and Sam were clueless as to why Danny was so jittery. He kept glancing from left to right and back again, never satisfied with seeing nothing.
"What's wrong?" they finally asked. Danny then turned his attention so he was more focused on his friends.
"No ghost attacks yet- I'm really worried about the zone..."
"What?!" Tucker and Sam chorused in shock. How could Danny be worried about the zone, of all things? They knew he had the trip on his mind, and his parents chaperoning to think about.
But why, of all things, was he worried about the zone?
""It's like my second hometown, I guess. Can you imagine if I couldn't freely go back? I'd be lying fully dead on the ground by now, if I could never get to the Ghost Zone!"
The pair couldn't help but give him confused looks. He's half-ghost, Half-human. He coudln't die very easily if he wanted to.
"You know... what if Pariah's got all my friends locked up... Or what if Spectra attacked the Far Frozen, and Frostbite's depressed? or-"
"Or what if little Dani's not taking good care of herself?" Sam questioned, a knowing look in her eyes.
"How did you know?" Danny asked, startled.
"Danny, as much as she's your clone she's also your little girl. You're always thinking about her."
"Well since the Ecto-Malaria how can't I? She's my daughter- she's YOUR daughter... And she's always all alone..." A month back Spectra had infected Danny with a ghostly disease much like malaria. He was chilled to the bone and with only one deadly option to heal- ingesting Blood Blossom to cure his human half, and sipping electrified arsenic to cure his ghost half. Danielle had met them in the Far Frozen after training with Frostbite for a few months. He had done some tests and confirmed that Danielle consisted of not only Danny's DNA, but Sam's as well. With two different pieces of DNA, Danielle was no longer just a clone; she was also a daughter.
"Next time we see her, she has to stay with you, remember?" Sam comforted.
"Yeah, man, that was your deal," Tucker added.
"I know, but," Danny hesitated, "what if she thinks she's better on her own?"
"She won't, man," Tucker reasured. "Let's face it- the whole world is better off with you watching over it."
"Thanks, dude," Danny smiled, and gave his friends hugs. He playfully kissed the top of both his friend's heads.
"Dude!" Tucker laughed, rubbing his beret clean of Danny's saliva.
"What I can kiss my brother and girlfriend if I feel like it!"
"Yeah, but it's kinda weird that you're the little brother kissing the big brother's head," Sam supplied, trying to tease him.
Danny smirked, he was the youngest of the trio. But only by 10 weeks for Tucker, and two weeks for Sam. Often times they'd mistake his hero complex for him being the eldest when they forgot.
Probably why it was so ironic when Spectra forced him to dress up as the spirit baby.
Probably also why he didn't care if he was called a baby; only a loser.
"Oh, like you didn't like it!" Tucker laughed in reply, causing her to punch his shoulder. Danny chuckled lightly, and Sam and Tucker leaned into his arms.
Their moment couldn't have been more zen.
And their family more perfect.
Danny was frantic when they walked home. NO ghosts had shown up all day- what was going on?
Sam tried her hardest to clam him down, and Tucker tried to find ANY ghost for him to fight through his Ecto-GPS on his PDA.
"I can't imagine what happened. You'd think a day without ghosts would calm a guy down," Danny fumbled with his keys and unlocked his door. Tucker and Sam made their way up to his room, expecting Danny to follow.
But when they reached the base of the stairs, he was already double checking everything in the ghost zone and portal in his basement.
"No ghost has even tried to break the lock... that's so peculiar..." Danny looked through the files and files of information. "What if... oh no..." Danny mouthed and scrolled even further.
"What; Danny! Are you okay?" Sam rubbed his tense shoulders.
"No ghosts have even tried to break the lock today... I'm scared..."
"About?... Oh," Tucker shuddered at a cruel memory that leaked from the Hafla's mind.
"You put him away, Danny. It couldn't be," Sam reasurred,"Besides, I was searching online in 7th period, and I think I figured out why you were so hyper this morning, besides the beauty sleep."
"Yeah?"
"It's 104 days after the winter solstice. Or the Chinese Tomb Sweeping Festival,"
"Of course!" Danny sighed and facepalmed. Tomb Sweeping Festival was like clockwork for every single ghost in the zone. It was set in their system to want to impulsively clean their homes on that day. "I even got so excited about cleaning my room this morning! How could I forget!"
"You see? It's not that weird for all the ghosts to be busy today!" Tucker finally suceeded in comforting his friend.
"Yeah," Danny gave a gentle smile, I hope.
[1]- Esperanto for "I'm alright, beautiful."
[2]-Esperanto for "Don't lie to your girlfriend."
[3]- The French word for a male friend
[4]- The French word for a female friend
[5]- Pas is French for 'no', or 'not'. And Bien in French for 'good'. So yeah.. he was saying "Not good, Not good!"
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