A lanky figure flew through the sky, doing lazy loops in the air. There had been a lack of ghost activity lately, and the people of Amity Park could see that their town hero was loosening up a bit after an onslaught of ghost attacks a few days prior.

Paulina Sanchez and Dash Baxter sat at a table outside the Nasty Burger with some burgers and fries, admiring the gliding figure.

They were mirror images of one another. Heads held up by the hands, fingers sprawled across their cheeks. Their eyes were filled with a love-struck expression and they could not tear their gaze from Danny Phantom.

"Do you ever wonder how we never see any bugs in his hair after he lands from flying around?" Paulina asks absently mindedly.

"Nah." Dash says. "I wonder how he smells so good being a dead person."

"Maybe it's because he died as a teenager who still cares about self image instead of being some thirty five plus adult or some ancient person." Paulina hypothesizes.

"Maybe." Dash chuckles.

After a few more moments of watching Phantom glide through the air, Wes Weston walks up to their table, planting his hands upon it with the look of constant frustration on his face.

Paulina dropped her gaze down to meet Wes' eyes.

"Hey, Dash, look. It's Phantom."

Dash, his eyes still following Danny in the air, looks at Paulina, then at Wes.

"Oh, hey. PhanTURD!"

Paulina and Dash burst out into laughter.

"Oh come on guys! You were just watching him! How can I be up there and right here at the same time?" Wes grovels.

To Wes' left he could hear a voice coming from thin air, startling him.

"I don't know Wes."

One Phantom appears.

Another disembodied voice comes to life on his right side.

"How would that be possible?"

A second Phantom appeared to his right, and he was now in a Phantom sandwich.

Paulina and Dash had a dumbstruck expression on their faces looking at the events happening before them. They hadn't realized that ghosts could duplicate themselves and this was the first time seeing Phantom do it.

"Oh my god, Fenton! Go away!" Wes bats at both ghosts on either side of him.

One duplicate leans on Wes' shoulder while the other walks between Paulina and Dash, mock whispering.

"Is this guy crazy? That Fenton kid's parents are ghost hunters!"

"I am not crazy!" Wes shouts.

The duplicate between Paulina and Dash shrugs and walks back over to Wes. Each duplicate grabs one of Wes' arms.

"What are you-"

Phantom salutes the two sitting before them. "Farewell, citizens!"

They three fly away, all the while Wes is shouting at the ghost.

"Wow." Paulina says. "That was new."

"Yeah." Dash says.

They go back to eating their food that had been forgotten when Dash is struck with an idea.

"Wait Paulina. Other ghosts that aren't Phantom stink like really bad, right?"

"Yeah, Why?"

"What if Phantom isn't dead and that's why he smells like a teenager? What if Wes is right?"

Paulina's eyes widen, and they both look at the spot before them where Wes and the two Phantom's stood minutes ago.

Their gazes met.

After a moment, Dash looked down at his shirt, his own eyes widening.

It's not gay if he's dead.

Dash groaned and his head dropped to the table.

Paulina dipped her head to Dash's ear, whispering. "Since he's alive now, will you finally just admit to me that you're gay?"

"Shut up." Dash mumbled.

"Don't worry. My lips are sealed."