{"THE FREAKISH SHOW ON EARTH!"}


*In the time following tonight, the two crime-fighting superhumans (also known as the halfas) were on a stakeout for any ghosts that show up during the night's awakening where at it was reported that the 24k Jewelry store is currently being robbed by the expenses of jewelry suddenly floating off the selves, and out the store in plain sight. Well, luckily for Danny and Carrie - the two loyal ghosts there are within the human world, they're already on top of this case. And soon, when jewelry begins to glow and float off the display cases, Danny is first to poke his head in to take a peek at what's causing it. Or most likely; who's causing it…*

Danny: And I thought 'the merchandise is flying off the shelves' is just an expression.

Carrie: *Raises an eyebrow* Really? Now, why would they do that kind of stuff in the middle of the night? Specifically, after hours?

Danny: Oh, lighten up, I was just delusional.

*After concluding this, together the halfas use their ectoplasm rays and blast them - two of each at these suddenly four green-skinned gothic-looking ghosts; two female, two male.*

Danny: Woah! Who are you guys?

*Not even bothering to answer his question, one male - a dwarf, jumps on Danny's shoulders and pulls on his mouth then covers his eyes.*

Carrie: Something tells me that Grumpy here isn't in the mood for introductions, dude.

Danny: Yeah, no kidding. Now, mind helping me by getting him off because as far as you know, I'm not a hat person! Especially if the hat is a dwarf!

*He then manages to throw the dwarf ghost off, which allows the small figure to go crashing into a case that unfortunately, sets off the alarm. However, when Danny tries to leave, and runs into the other male, who is much, much larger than the dwarf.*

Danny: Okay, all things considered, maybe the tiny hat guy was better.

*Once this gesture was made, the large ghost grabbed Danny with one fist and threw him toward a female, eye-patched, who stretched herself across two columns, making slingshot across the room, which sent the male halfa sliding back against the ground. When Danny opens his eyes, Carrie flies to stand in front of her partner, ready to defend herself, until she finds herself finally going up against the other female - a tattooed ghost, that reveals herself from under a red cloak covered in tattoos, which comes alive and attack both teens with the small creatures.*

Danny: *Struggling* Stay back!

Carrie: *Also struggling* Why? What are you about to do?!

Danny: This!

*After advising his partner to stay back for this strategy, Danny powers up with green energy surrounding him in a ball, and suddenly, fires an ecto-shock wave that blows all the tattoo creatures into the other ghosts whereas Carrie instantly forms a blue ecto-shield in front of herself.*

Carrie: *Astonished* Woah! That was amazing!

Danny: *To Carrie, happily* Right!? Best move yet! *Reverts to serious self and faces the ghosts* You know, it's ghosts like you that give ghosts like me and my partner here a bad name.

Carrie: Yeah, when are you freaks gonna do stuff that doesn't involve our lives as being the good ghosts?

*Just then, sirens are heard and a police cruiser pulls up in front of the store, and the tattooed ghost collects her tattoos creatures, and then she and the other ghosts phase through the ceiling, dropping their jewelry on both Danny and Carrie, which the two officers see the duo when they bust in.*

Cop 1: Freeze Inviso-Bill and Vanish-a!

Danny: Although, it's hard to come up with a worse name than that.

Carrie: Yeah, no kidding… I mean, again, at least mine still sounds like an actual name. Remind me later to go over what name suits my superhero ego?

Danny: *Happily points* You got it.

*With loving knowledge of being part ghost, the two become intangible, and phase through underneath the floor, which leaves the jewelry behind and both cops move to stand around the expenses.*

Cop 2: Hey. Want to take this stuff and blame the ghost kids?

Cop 1: *Sighs* You're under arrest.

Cop 2: *Gets upset* Awww...


*When morning arrives in Amity Park, a certain gothic activist is sound asleep in the darkness that surrounds her bedroom, all until that darkness has to be shattered when a shaft of light suddenly hits Sam Manson right in the face. Unfortunately, the shining light wasn't the only thing greeted by global warming, but her dearest parents - Jeremy and Pamela Manson themselves.*

Pamela: Good morning, sunshine! And how do we greet the brand new day?

Jeremy: With a smile on your face and an attitude of gratitude!

Sam: *Groans and wraps a pillow around her head* I'm a creature of the night doomed to a family of morning people…

Pamela: Uh, Sam, sweetie, *Sits beside her* I thought maybe we'd try to mix it up a little with the wardrobe today.

*Once the ginger-haired woman proposes this, she produces a pink sun dress that has a yellow floral print and a white belt around the waist right in front of her daughter's violet-colored orbs; and boy, did Sam have absolutely hate for anything light and colorful.*

Jeremy: Nothing says 'Hey world, look at me!' like floral prints.

Sam: Okay, but I need to add just one little personal touch.

*Ruffling under her pillow, Sam out of nowhere produces a can of spray paint and scissors, spraying the dress black, which makes it look more like a funeral dress before topping it off by happily cutting the skirt part much shorter.*


*As morning breakfast is taking place at the Mayth residence, Carrie finds herself enjoying a bowl of oatmeal until the doorbell suddenly rings, which instantly causes the blue-haired girl to let out a small, happy yelp before dashing towards the front door and opening it to reveal a delivery man, holding her package.*

Delivery Man: *Holds a clipboard* Sign here, please.

*Quickly doing so, Carrie grabs the package and soon finds herself not being able to contain her excitement, she begins to scream very loudly while happily jumping up and down with great joy before slamming the door shut, leaving Joyce Mayth to rush towards her daughter, facial expression filled with a small bit of concern and happy confusion.*

Joyce: Uh, everything alright, Care?

Carrie: It came! It finally CAME!

*The female halfa didn't even get to properly answer her mother's question, she rushed back into the kitchen, grabbed the sharpest knife they had, and tears open the package to reveal the one item she, Danny Fenton, and Sam Manson had been waiting for almost two months. And they happen to be the CDs of the greatest band of all for rebels to endure, graciously known as - Morbid Anti-social Youth.*

Carrie: *Shierks* After waiting almost two months, they finally came!

Joyce: *Grabs CDs and inspects them* 'Boys who Cry,' huh? Honestly, if you ask me, *Hands it back* one of these artists sure does have some weird personality.

Carrie: I know! And that's the best part - because we, as goths, emos, or any of those who are a part of the rebel community don't have a care in the world!

*When explaining this, Carrie let out another exciting scream while bouncing rapidly on her toes.*

Joyce: *Chuckles* Well, you're certainly my kid, alright.

Carrie: *Stops bouncing and gasps* I-I gotta head to Sam's! But first, I-I have to text Danny, let him know that it finally came! *Pulls out her cell phone and begins to message Danny* Oh, I just know they'll be even more excited than me!

Joyce: Alright, but finish your oatmeal, you'll need a boost with that energy for tonight's rave, babe.

Carrie: *Overjoyed* Oh! Oh! Oh! Great thinking! Great thinking, Mom!


*And so, moments later when Carrie had finished her breakfast by manageably scarfing down the oatmeal in a split second, she quickly ran out of her home, without a single word traced back to soon, finding herself meeting Danny halfway down the street towards the Manson household.*

Danny: *Grabs the CDs and admires them* Oh, sweet! It's about time they came through with the delivery!

Carrie: I know right! Feels like a worth, having to wait nearly a couple of months! *Squeals* I can't wait for Sam's reaction!

*However, when the duo had made it into the neighborhood that owned Sam's home up ahead, the Manson family was currently seated nicely at the table, enjoying their nutritious breakfast with the small television facing forward in front of them, whereas Grandmother, Ida (who happens to be closer to the TV) is enjoying a sausage stuck on a fork.*

Woman on TV: Up next, is your teenage daughter moody, surly? Is her outlook on life blacker than her eyeliner?

*Noticing that this commercial is directed towards teenagers like the Manson teen herself, Sam blinks and glances towards her parents, who instantly glare suspiciously at their daughter.*

Woman on TV: Take an active interest in your child. Know who her friends are. Learn to recognize a bad influence when it walks in your door.

*Right on cue, both Danny and Carrie burst right through the door without even a knock, whereas the male halfa is still carrying the CDs.*

Danny: Hey Sam, the Morbid Anti-social Youth CDs you wanted finally came in!

Carrie: Yeah, and believe me when I tell you - we're gonna party till we're purple, Manson!

*As they tell the gothic figure this, Jeremy and Pamela share an identical glare towards both teens.*

Danny: What, it's true? And besides, have you heard 'My Parents Reek'? That cut rocks!

*When mentioning one of the other titles of the band's album, the parents glare even more at the duo, which makes Carrie start to laugh nervously.*

Carrie: *Leans over to Danny and whispers* Uh, something tells me that they haven't heard of it…

*Soon, on the television's screen, a red spiral is shown that's accompanied in the hands by what appears to be a bald-headed, pale chalky-white 'anemic' skin, and red eyes. He wears red lipstick, and black eyeliner, has yellow teeth, and has an abnormally long pointed nose. He also happens to be wearing an outfit that gives off some sort of ringmaster attire, which consists of a red unitard, a black vest, a bow tie, and black boots with red buckles. He also wears a long dark gray jacket with three red buttons on each cuff and a red stripe near the bottom trim of the jacket. His accessories include a small black bowler hat with a red stripe, a triangular red earring on his right ear, and lastly, black gloves.*

(?): I… am Freakshow, ringmaster of the Circus Gothica…

*On the screen, a skeleton is shown to be juggling.*

Freakshow: …Where your nightmares come alive. Circus Gothica…

*Next, a gloomy/scary clown with sharp teeth is shown, howling with demented laughter, while (still) frowning.*

Freakshow: …Where the clowns never smile.

*And finally, a pierced man in an iron mask is shown.*

Freakshow: Circus Gothica. Come and get your freak on… with real freaks. Circus Gothica! Coming to Amity Park. Cross over... to the dark side.

*He then wields a staff with the glowing red orb, which gains not only Carrie's well-paid attention but Danny's as this appears to be something easing through their nervous systems.*

Danny: *Trance-like* Cross over to the dark side… *Eyes glow bright red*

Carrie: *Also trance-like* With real freaks… *Eyes turn bright red* Cross over to the dark side

*Soon, finding this absolutely necessary moment within her own home, Pamela decides to turn the TV off.*

Pamela: Now there's some evil mind pollution we won't be seeing any time soon, sweetie.

Sam: *Stands beside Danny and Carrie* But we already bought our tickets.

*Without saying another word, Jeremy joins his wife and the two raise their eyebrows at their daughter's words.*

Sam: *Exasperated sigh* We'll be fine, it's just harmless entertainment, right, guys?

Danny: Cross over to the dark side

Carrie: With real freaks

Sam: *Rolls her eyes* Hilarious… *Grabs their arms* Can we leave now, or do you two wanna stay and corrupt my grandma?

*Once Sam drags both halfas outside her house, it seems Grandma Ida has already got something in mind.*

Ida: *Trance-like* Cross over to the dark side

*When she expresses this, the couple looks at the old woman in concern and she realizes how overly sensitive they can be.*

Ida: I'm just kidding, lighten up!

*Now, finding themselves standing outside of Sam's house, the two half-ghosts didn't realize that they were still in a sudden, dark trance.*

Sam: Will you guys quit messing with my parents? That's my job!

Danny: *Blinks, snapping out of the trance* What? Um, sorry, Sam, musta got a little spacey… *Rubs his head* I was up pretty late last night.

Sam: Just watch what you and Carrie say around them, they already think I'm on the road to troubled teenhood. And you of all people understand what I'm going through, right, Care? *Glances at Carrie who wasn't paying attention* Care?

Carrie: *Blinks* Huh? *Shakes her head* Sorry… I honestly don't know what came over me…

Sam: Whatever. Just keep some conversations on a low dial, alright?

*After validating this, the duo watches as their best friend begins to walk away, which makes them become confused by her oddly changed direction when heading to school.*

Danny: Where are you going? School is *Points back* that way.

Sam: The Circus Gothica Train pulled into town last night, I'm cutting first period to watch the opening ceremony at the train station.

Danny: Sam…

Carrie: Yeah, normally, I would be okay with this, but remember, Ms. Panini has been on your tail lately, so-

Sam: Take it easy, Care. Tucker's got first period free, he's covering for me.

Carrie: *Becomes concerned and narrows her eyebrows* How…?


*By dressing up as the Manson girl of course. There he stood Tucker Foley in front of a mirror while wearing a handmade cosplay of their best gothic friend; but once he applied the purple lipstick for the finishing touch, he became skeptical about this whole plan.*

Tucker: This is so wrong…

*However, knowing he couldn't do this out of kindness with his own heart, Sam had no other choice but to bribe him, and what kind of teenager could decline a good gesturing slip of cash for something so odd and somewhat, fun?*

Tucker: *Smiles and holds the money against his cheek* But you make it so right.


*Once Sam has explained the plan, she begins to run off, leaving both halfas on their own for another terrible, exhausting school journey.*

Danny: Don't blame us if you get caught!

Carrie: Yeah, 'cause last time wasn't as easy as you thought, so you better have a good excuse by the time you get back, Manson!

*As they shout this out in the streets, suddenly, their ghost senses are set off and the moment both hybrids turn to face their opponent, it happens to be the same dwarf ghost from last night's robbery, running swiftly between Danny's legs with a heavy bag.*

Danny: And speaking of getting caught.

*However, not only did the dwarf ghost feel the need to rob early in the day, but those same other members of his crew flew past the duo, also carrying bags.*

Carrie: Looks like those freaks are asking for a round two, huh?

Danny: Looks like it. I'm going ghost!

*After shouting this battle cry, Danny leaps onto a trash can, then on top of his truck with Carrie following straight behind, and the duo goes ghost, then goes flying, chasing the cops who were also on the ghosts' trails.*

Danny: Opening a new bank account? Don't forget your free toaster!

*When announcing their presence, Danny then fires an ecto-blast which successfully knocks the money sack out of the dwarf ghost's hands, but unfortunately, that sack lands on the cops' cruiser, causing it to swerve into a fire hydrant.*

Cop: Curse you, ghost kids!

Danny: Oh, great, more fans.

Carrie: *Crosses her arms and scowls at him* Yeah, but why are they cursing at me when you knocked the sack out of Grumpy's hands!?

Danny: We're partners, if one of us commits any type of action - the other suffers the consequences! And plus, Amity Park already hates us, so…

*She groans and figures to put their bickering aside for now before chasing after the green-skinned ghosts across the town. They phase through a Circus Gothica billboard and suddenly, finding themselves staring blankly into the red orb that's held in Freakshow's hands, the two hybrids become temporarily hypnotized for a moment. Danny shakes his head and looks towards Carrie whose eyes were red for a split second, shakes her as she lets out a shivering breath, then focuses on her partner, and together, they phase through to find themselves at the opening ceremony, where Circus Gothica's equipment and tents are already finished being set up; and many goths are swarming the place.*

Danny: Terrific. The crooks got away, we're late for school, and… I've never seen so many goths out in broad daylight.

*When saying this, the goths open up black umbrellas, completely having the male halfa jinx it.*

Carrie: Okay, if being late for school means attending this, then I have no care for it whatsoever! This is awesome!

*Soon, the voice of their favorite goth friend is heard from underneath their feet.*

Sam: *Smirks and crosses her arms* Well, look who decided to slum it with the troubled teens.

Danny: *Lands* What? I'm not in trouble.

Carrie: *Floats between them* I can be though!

*And right on schedule, sirens are heard as they're quickly approaching.*

Sam: Oh, yeah, you two are upstanding citizens. Need to hide from the law?

Danny: *Turns invisible* No…

Carrie: *Also turns invisible* Hey, how do you and the rest of these dweebs expect the town to be safe if we were ever to get arrested, hmm?

*The duo then jumps behind a bunch of iron drums and de-ghosts while Sam is leaning against them causally (and non-suspiciously as she, Danny, and Carrie now find themselves whistling nonchalantly together as cops go run by them.*

Cop: Come back here, Inviso-Bill and Vanish-a!

Carrie: *Groans* Again, come up with better superhero nicknames!

*Just then, one train car opens with a drop-down ramp and a figure slowly steps out of the shadows to reveal the ringmaster himself, Freakshow.*

Freakshow: Greetings, fellow outcasts. I am Freakshow, your master of ceremonies. Are you ready to smile, relax, and forget all your troubles amid the pleasant diversions of the circus?

Goths: NO!

Freakshow: *Walks amid the crowd* Then you've come to the right place! Prepare to be disturbed and appalled by a small sample of the bizarre and abnormal world of Circus Gothica.

*Gesturing back to the train car, an arrow tied to a rope launches across from the car and embeds in a pole where soon, a woman emerges, crawling on the rope much like an insect, which makes all the goths gasp. Next, a man balancing on a ball and juggling skulls rolls out, a heavily pierced woman with an iron, spiked wheel follows, and an incredibly tall man in a skeleton suit emerges last. As the goths cheer, Danny and Carrie however have their gazes landing on Freakshow's staff and suddenly become mesmerized again by the sight of it.*

Sam: This is the greatest moment ever. Nothing could ruin this for me!

*Although Sam unfortunately finds herself jinxing this, the voice of her own mother is suddenly heard through a megaphone.*

Pamela: Parents of Amity Park!

*When announcing this, behind the gothic teenagers, a large protest crowd has gathered behind the Mansons; all carrying signs that own the same writing, shouting: "NO GOTHS!"*

Pamela: We urge you to boycott this morbid assault on the morals of our children!

*Turning to find most likely their parents here, all the goths boo at the protesters, specifically Sam's parents.*

Sam: What are they doing here?! Why can't they have day jobs like regular parents?!

Freak: *Leaps onto a crate above the crowd* Don't let the rantings of the closed-minded norms beat you down. Show them your true colors! And when I say 'colors', I mean 'all black.' Make them see you for who you are…

Carrie: *Green eyes become red* Show them your true colors…

Danny: Make them see us for who we are… *Blue eyes also turn red* Hey, everyone! *Waves his arms* Over here! We're Danny Fenton, Carrie Mayth, and Sam Manson! We cut school and we're proud of it!

Carrie: Hell yeah, we are! *To the protesters* So you can deal with it, cranky klutzes!

*The goth teens cheer as both Danny and Carrie pose proudly until one goth kid approaches Danny with a can of spray paint, and sprays the male halfa's shirt completely black while another wraps a black choker around the female halfa's neck, accessorizing her design, seeing as she seems to be already a part of the gothic phase from her choices in the outfit and black eyeliner.*

Goth Boy: You two are one of us now.

Carrie: I've been a part of you, Dainty Pugsley.

*However, once this announcement of the three's ditch day of education is heard, both Mansons become surprised when seeing their daughter's appearance.*

The Mansons: Sam?!

*Sam holds her head in her hands, disappointed at the fact that her own two best friends had suddenly exposed themselves out in the open during this event.*


*Now, the trio are sitting in the principal's office in Casper High School where not only were Sam's parents involved in their child's choice of skipping school but Carrie and Danny's family had made an appearance as well for their children's lecture and punishment from their beloved principal.*

Principal Ishiyama: Some might call this little act of rebellion a cry for attention, but I call it a cry for detention… *Chuckles* Isn't that clever?

Sam: Nice job, guys. Maybe I should have cried 'Hey!It's Inviso-Bill and Vanish-a'!

Danny: I'm sorry! Honestly, I don't know what came over us back there.

Carrie: Yeah, seriously, we don't have a clue about this… *Tugs her choker* And why does it feel like my neck circulation is slowly getting tighter by the second I'm wearing this thing?

Jack: *To Danny* Bad judgment, that's what! Next time, think before you act!

*And by acting before thinking, suddenly, a small gun on Jack's jumpsuit arm engages and squirts ecto-goo all over the Mansons.*

Joyce: *Sighs and runs a hand down her face* Well, that wasn't a very good example for your son now, was it, Jack?

Pamela: *Glares at Jack* …Obviously, the apple doesn't fall very far from the overbearing, orange-jumpsuited tree!

Jack: *Angrily yells* YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH JUMPSUITS?!

Maddie: *Stands beside her husband and speaks softly* Jack, let me handle this… *Angrily yells* YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH JUMPSUITS?!

Joyce: And Care, when I said you can head over to the Mansons, I specifically didn't mean cut school with their daughter, this isn't like you.

Jack: Obviously, that little daughter of yours has a bad influence, Jocelyn, and it's certainly not my son!

Pamela: *Glares at Jack* How dare you call our Samantha a bad influence! If it wasn't for your son, *To Joyce* and your daughter, she wouldn't be in this situation, now, would she?

Joyce: *Scoffs at Pamela* Oh, that is complete nonsense coming from the likes of you, Pam. Carrie is someone who's willing to give others free choices of what they're capable of doing with their own lives when necessary.

Maddie: *Stands beside Joyce and points at Pamela, angrily* And how dare you accuse our boy of your daughter's own wrong-doing!

Pamela: *Ignores both women and faces Sam* Samantha, I forbid you from seeing these two or any of your other troubled friends.

Sam: What!? But my friends are perfectly normal!

*Unfortunately, right on cue of convincing her parents that all of her friends are simply 'normal', Mr. Lancer slams the door open and walks Tucker Foley as he is still in the Sam outfit, which causes Carrie to let out an uncomfortable shudder, but then again, she finds it nothing wrong for a boy wanting to dress up as another gender fluid; except when it's not a cosplay of each other.*

Principal Ishiyama: *Holds her head* This is so wrong…


*That same following night, at Circus Gothica fairgrounds, Freakshow strolls into the large tent with his staff standing in his hands.*

Freakshow: Slaves! Center ring!

*After commanding this, the tall man in the skeleton costume pulls off the outfit, to actually reveal himself as the dwarf ghost who was balancing on stilts, whereas the juggling man becomes the large ghost. Next, the spider woman leaps down and is the eye-patched ghost, and lastly, the heavily pierced woman reveals herself to be the tattooed ghost. Once they've gotten rid of those ridiculous costumes, they stand in front of their master, front and center.*

Freakshow: For generations, my family has controlled ghosts with this; *Holds up staff* untold power and all they could think to do was to entertain the masses, whereas I have found a much more profitable use for you minions. *Digs through chest of gold/money* And as soon as the newest members of our cast join us, this entire town will be mine for the taking.

*When announcing this, the orb glows and reveals Danny and Carrie's faces in their ghost forms.*


*The following day, in the library at Casper High, Danny, Carrie, Sam, and Tucker were currently in their after-school detention with Mr. Lancer who was seated in front of them, exposing himself by clipping his insanely long toenails, which had the pieces flying right off and onto the table, all four friends were seated in front of them.*

Sam: *Sadly holds up Circus Gothica ticket* I wanted to experience something horrific and unimaginable… *Watches Mr. Lancer continue to clip his toenails* This isn't what I had in mind.

Carrie: *Groans in disgust* Ugh! Yeah, no kidding… *To Mr. Lancer* Uh, mind doing that in another direction, like the trash bin, Mr. L?

Mr. Lancer: *Glances up at Carrie* Well, since you've asked so very nicely, Mayth… *Pauses and deadpans at her* No.

Carrie: *Sighs effortlessly and rests her head against her arms on the table* So much for wanting a fun day at the circus…

Danny: Hey, we can always go to the circus tomorrow. That is, assuming we're not grounded, *To Sam* and your parents let me and Carrie within two hundred feet of you…

Carrie: Yeah, I seriously can't believe they pulled a restraining order on us! It's insanity, that's what it is. *Looks at Sam* You know, my mom is debating on kidnapping you at some point.

Sam: *Crosses her arms* Please, do!

Tucker: *Hiding PDA behind a book* Guess we'll have to settle for the live webcast of opening night.

*And speaking of Circus Gothica, the ringmaster - Freakshow - himself appears on the Foley's screen, withholding the staff.*

Freakshow: Creatures of the night, unleash your dark side at Circus Gothica!

*Watching this with their own different-colored orbs, Danny and Carrie soon felt themselves become hypnotized once more.*

Danny: *Eyes turn red* Unleash your dark side at Circus Gothica…

Carrie: *Eyes also turn red* Unleash our dark side at Circus Gothica…

*And together, both halfas stood up from their seats and began to make their way towards the door until Mr. Lancer jumped right in front of them.*

Mr. Lancer: And just where do you two lovebirds think you're going?

*Suddenly, Danny's blue eyes turn red, smiles mischievously, becomes intangible, and leaps into Mr. Lancer's body where their vice-principal couldn't process what had happened within a split second as one of his students had overshadowed him.*

Danny: *Overshadowing Mr. Lancer* Unleash your dark side at Circus Gothica…

*He then walks the man into the janitor's closet, phases out of him, and locks the door, owning a pleasing smile across his face as Mr. Lancer finds himself trapped in the room.*

Mr. Lancer: Cask of Amontillado! *Bangs on the door* Let me out! Let me out!

Sam: Danny, what are you doing!? We're in much trouble as it is! *To Carrie* Carrie, c'mon, you're seriously letting him do this?

Carrie: *Smirks mischievously and goes ghost* It's no problem when crossing over to the dark side…

Danny: And there is no such thing as too much trouble… Unleash your dark side at Circus Gothica…

*Soon, both hypnotized hybrids fly up the ceiling and through it, leaving Sam and Tucker a bit concerned about their best friends' odd behavior.*

Tucker: Man. We better follow them.

Sam: *Sarcastic* Oh, no! But that would mean skipping detention and going to the circus! *Notices Tucker's stare* Hello? Irony. Come on!

*She grabs Tucker and the two run off, completely "forgetting" their vice-principal is in the janitor's closet.*


*Now, at Circus Gothica, the show is starting and the spotlight turns to reveal Freakshow.*

Freakshow: Please, welcome the performers who put the 'deaths' in 'death-defying acts'… *Gestures to the high wire* The Grim Reaper and his beloved partner, Norse!

*Standing on the high wire, two hooded figures, each wielding a scythe glide across the wire, causing gasps of shock to be earned by the gothic teenagers as they watch the Grim Reaper balance Norse in one hand, then balance on his blade, causing cheers to erupt from the crowd beneath them. Now, from the outside, Sam enters the big top by the "Cast Only" entrance just to be caught by Freakshow himself.*

Freakshow: What are you doing back here?

Sam: Woah! Freakshow! *Calmly fangirls* This is so cool! Focus… Uhm, I'm looking for two friends of mine who were acting kinda weird.

Freakshow: Oh, that narrows it down to, oh, *Gets closer* everyone in this tent! *Guffaws loudly* HA-HAWW!

*Soon, one of the hooded figures approach them.*

Freakshow: What are you doing, dolt?!? Get back out there and do your encore with your Norse!

*The hooded figure pulls back their hood and is revealed to be Danny Phantom himself.*

Danny: *Not hypnotized* Sam?

Sam: Danny? But if you're down here, then Carrie is…

*She looks up to find Norse, who instantly reveals herself as Carrie Mayth where the female halfa has her snowy white hair down flowingly from being tied in her regular pigtails.*

Freakshow: *Narrows eyes at Danny* What's that? Was that- was that free will? *Holds his staff higher* Obey me, minion!

Sam: *Wide-eyed* What? You're controlling them!?

Freakshow: *Scowls* Get her.

*Danny, with the hood back up, raises his scythe and Sam screams loudly whereas soon, instead of being sliced in half, the Manson girl finds herself standard on a high area. But the show must be on for Freakshow's case, so he figured to add her in.*

Freakshow: Please, welcome a brand new vict- talent, to the high wire in her first… and final… performance.

*Using his staff, the ringmaster gestures to the high wire where Sam is perched precariously on the wire with a blindfold on that Danny easily slices off with his scythe, which causes the goth teen to look down and almost lose her balance just to have Tucker run inside the big top.*

Tucker: *Looks up* Sam?

Sam: *To Danny and Carrie* Guys, listen, you don't wanna do this. You're being controlled!

*Not bothering to listen to Sam's voice, Danny raises his scythe and cuts the wire with an evil laugh. However, hearing the screams of her best friend as she falls gets Carrie instantly back to normal by leaping down and saving her before she can plunge into the ground while the crowd cheers.*

Sam: Carrie, come on! Don't scare me like that!

*Unfortunately, before Carrie can assure the girl of her whereabouts, the female halfa is controlled by Freakshow once more and gets closer to Sam's face angrily with her red, beady eyes.*

Carrie: Well, then, how should I scare you, Manson?!

*As she backs away with Freakshow controlling her too, Danny flies down to join them (still hypnotized as well), while the ringmaster waltzes up towards Sam and faces down at her while owning a scowling look.*

Freakshow: Consider that a warning, girl.

*Once Freakshow tells Sam this, he walks off, Tucker rushes over to the gothic figure next, a bit panicked at what just happened.*

Tucker: Jeez, Sam, you nearly gave me a heart attack! Can we take time off from your gothapalooza and actually look for Danny and Carrie?

Sam: That was them, under the hoods. Freakshow's controlling them with some kind of crystal ball! C'mon!

*And together, both normal teens rush out of the big top just to meet a mob of parents right outside it whereas Sam's mother notices her daughter's presence and begins to scold her.*

Pamela: Sam! Shouldn't you be in detention?

Sam: Umm… Lancer let us out?


*Meanwhile, back at the school, Mr. Lancer is still currently locked in the janitor's closet, banging his heart out against the door.*

Mr. Lancer: LET ME OUT!


*Now, inside the Circus Gothica tent, apparently, it wasn't a shocker that the Fentons joined in (owning their goods on their heads and goggles over their eyes), most likely to have it out with the Mansons. They even tried to get Joyce involved, but luckily, the Mayth woman had gotten a call for a case; and that was the only time she'd ever get happy when working in the courtroom.*

Maddie: Are we late for the protest?

Jack: I brought the Fenton Riot Gear.

*But the second, Jack pulls the large Fenton Bazooka from behind his back, he accidentally sets it off, blasting at Mansons' signs, which burns them in half, and this causes Pamela to glare at her husband.*

Jeremy: What, I didn't invite them.

Jack: *Notices Sam and Tucker* Hey, aren't Danny and Carrie supposed to be with you two?

Pamela: *Pulls out a slip, revealing the restraining order* Not according to this restraining order they're not.

Maddie: Well, Danny's not here and he's not at school, so where is he? Though, Carrie is usually with him, and that means she's probably gone to the same place he has to, right? So, where could she be then?


*And speaking of the two teens, they were currently at the Town Museum where the alarm goes off and Freakshow's ghosts emerge, carrying various paintings. Soon, Danny and Carrie emerge, both proudly decked in royal jewelry.*

Danny: Ecto-butts in gear!

*Together, he and Carrie fire their different-colored ectoblasts at two of each ghost's rears, causing them to cry out and fly off.*

Carrie: *Holding her blue smoking hands proudly* Oh, yeah! Now, this party is finally getting started, baby!

*As they follow the green-skinned ghosts, police cars come flying up on the road, most likely targeting the halfas.*

Danny: *Rolls his eyes* Oh, please.

*Without hesitation, he fires three ecto-blasts at the cars' tires, causing them to swerve recklessly where, now on the daily news, the reporter - Tiffany Snow - is running up a surprising report about tonight's hectic event.*

Tiffany Snow: In the wake of parental protest, Circus Gothica ringmaster, Freakshow had this challenge to his critics.

*On the camera, it shows Freakshow, standing in front of the angry mob.*

Freakshow: I invite you to attend a free performance for parents, police, and concerned authority figures. See the show and see for yourselves that we're harmless entertainment.

*Cut back to Tiffany Snow while a freeze frame of Freakshow stays for a second before phasing into a photo of the two hypnotized halfas - Danny and Carrie - smirking evilly on screen.*

Tiffany Snow: In other news, police got a break in the recent rash of mysterious burglaries as security cam footage revealed the ghostly culprits.

*While she explains this, the shot goes to the museum's security camera footage of Freakshow's ghosts and both half-ghosts stealing money where soon, Carrie spots the camera and instantly blasts it with the tip of her finger.*

Tiffany Snow: And finally, have you seen this out-of-shape teacher?

*The static on the screen beside Tiffany shows a picture of Mr. Lancer with "MISSING" across the bottom of the screen.*

Tiffany Snow: He was last sighted in the Casper High School library-

*Soon, the TV switches off and Sam is sitting on her bed with her laptop by her, just for Tucker to come on screen.*

Tucker: Sam, didja catch the news? We gotta do something to save Danny and Carrie!

Sam: How ironic is it that I'm stuck under house arrest while my parents go to a free Circus Gothica show?!

Tucker: Only slightly less ironic than the fact that they were right about it being evil.

*Moments later, Sam drops a rope ladder outside her window and crawls out, landing swiftly onto the ground just for her to run into her grandmother.*

Ida: And just where do you think you're going, bubbala?

Sam: You don't understand, Grandma! My friends are in trouble, and if I don't do something right away-

Ida: *Cuts off* Ya know, I had a wild streak when I was your age.

*Just then, the old woman pulls out a photo album and shows Sam a picture of herself when she was young, also riding a scooter while dressed up like a gothic person back in her days.*

Sam: *A bit confused* Why are you showing me this?

Ida: Who knows? Maybe I'm old and babbling, or *Buries her head in the book while her eyes are peeking* maybe you should sneak out and help your friends while I'm lost in my memories.

*Sam smiles and graciously kisses her grandmother on the forehead, then runs away, leaving Grandma Manson to finally be her own self by removing the old lady's clothes to reveal the same outfit Sam casually wears.*

Ida: This is so wrong… *Puts on a wig that looks like Sam's hair* But I dig it!


*For tonight's big show at Circus Gothica, every parent, police, or any other authority figure is seated around the big top, ready to protest the environment of what's wrong and what should be right, and all are currently being added onto the list of Pamela Manson herself as she and Jeremy are sitting beside the Fentons.*

Pamela: *Writing on the clipboard* I'm keeping a detailed list of anything I find objectionable, immoral, or obnoxious.

*And speaking of objectionable, immoral, or (incredibly) obnoxious, Jack Fenton demonstrates an incredible job with it where the man spits soda and popcorn all over them.*

Jeremy: *Glares* He on the list?

Pamela: *Scolds* Right now, he is the list.

*Meanwhile, on the outside of Circus Gothica, Sam is sneaking about the grounds when a bat-shaped shadow falls on her, she lets out a gasp and quickly hides under the train until a thankful voice is heard from above.*

Tucker: Sam?

Sam: Tucker?

Tucker: *Ducks to see her* Hey, Sam. *Points to the bat on his beret* Is this a great Circus Gothica hat or what?

When the gothic figure gets up from underneath the train cart, she effortlessly slaps the bat away from his hat.*

Tucker: I'll take that as an 'or, what.'

*Once this is cleared up, the two normal teens jump on the train and go in through a top hatch in the caboose. They land in piles of gold, money, jewelry, paintings, etc. When looking around, they finally find Freakshow's staff, seated in the open.*

Sam: There's the crystal ball! Let's grab it and-

*Suddenly, Sam and Tucker are blasted out of the caboose with two ectoblasts, owning the colors; blue and green. From the inside, both hypnotized Danny and Carrie emerge with Freakshow between them just to have the train whistle sound and pull away.*

Sam: Danny! Carrie! No!

Freakshow: Yes, yes, please scream. A shame anyone who might help you is busy enjoying my free show. *Guffaws* HAAAH!

*As Tucker and Sam chase after the train, meanwhile, back inside the large tent, the tattooed ghost phases through from the top ceiling and releases her tattoos upon the crowd, causing them to scream in terror, but luckily, there happens to be a couple of ghost hunters within the crowd, and they instantly take action.*

The Fentons: GHOSTS!

*Rushing towards the back of the tent, Jeremy pulls the flaps in an attempt to leave to unfortunately come against a brick wall.*

Jeremy: We're trapped!

Pamela: Okay, *Writes down on the clipboard* that's objectionable, immoral, and obnoxious.

*Back outside, Sam and Tucker look down upon the train from an overpass.*

Sam: We have to jump.

Tucker: You crazy? I can't jump!

Sam: And we can't abandon Danny and Carrie!

*Nodding his head, Sam and Tucker hold hands and jump together onto the train with a scream. They land and fall on their stomachs.*

Sam: Plus, I'll never hear the end of it if my parents learn they're right about them being evil.

*Meanwhile, inside the tent, all the ghosts from the tattooed lady are still swarming around the crowd where she owns a proud smirk plastered across her face just to be faced with Jack and Maddie.*

Jack: Stand back everyone!

*Soon, guns/phasers emerge from various parts of the Fentons' suits and they begin to fire in every direction while the married couple make action poses as all of the tattoos are destroyed and the tattooed ghost is knocked away. Once that's taken care of, Maddie still has a little something to discuss with the Mansons and so, she swiftly lands in front of them.*

Maddie: I ask you once again; *Hovers over them* YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH JUMPSUITS?!

*When this is asked once more, the Mansons grin nervously and hold their hands up, seeing as they've taken Maddie and Jack Fenton for granted.*


*Soon, finding themselves on top of the train cars, both Sam and Tucker run along them, quickly making it towards the front, while inside one of them, Freakshow and the three remaining ghosts (plus the halfas) hear their footsteps, and each glance up with a death glare; specifically Danny and Carrie as they knew exactly who those footsteps belong to.*

Freakshow: What are you waiting for? GO!

*The ghosts phase up in front of Sam and Tucker while Danny and Carrie phase up behind them, trapping the two from having anywhere else to run.*

Sam: Danny, Carrie, it's us - Sam and Tucker! Your best friends, remember?!

Carrie: *Blinks and groans* Sam?

Danny: *Also blinks* Tucker? Sam? I… I…

Carrie: *Groans again* Guys… We…

*Waiting for their responses, Sam and Tucker smile hopefully, seeing as their best friends manage to briefly snap out of it.*

Danny: *Shaking* We… *Eyes glow red and smirks evilly* …are ghosts. We have no friends.

Carrie: *Eyes glow red also* All the friends we have are our dark selves trapped inside us…

*Knowing they're back in control, Sam and Tucker turn to find Freakshow joined on top of them, holding his staff.*

Freakshow: Don't waste your breath, children. They're under my control now.

*As all of this is going on, everyone surrounds the Fentons, especially the Mansons who walk up toward them.*

Jeremy: We owe you Fentons a debt of gratitude and an apology!

Jack: Save it for the bake sale, Thurston. We need to bust out of this tent!

Jeremy: Leave it to us!

Pamela: If there's one thing we Mansons know how to do, it's whip an angry mob of parents into a frenzy.

*Eventually, the crowd explodes out of the big top by rampaging through it as a whole crowded stampede while Jack and Maddie head towards the Fenton Family Ghost Assault Vehicle.*

Jack: Saddle up the Fenton RV! We'll head those spooks off at the pass!


*Back on top of the moving train, the hypnotized Danny and Carrie stood with Freakshow and the other green-skinned ghosts, ready to battle with the two normal teens in front of them.*

Freakshow: Don't just stand there, finish them!

*When commanding this to the two most powerful minions of his crew, Freakshow holds the staff a bit high, sending another dose of control into their minds just as the train is slowly approaching a scaffolding, and that gives Tucker an idea.*

Tucker: *Points with a genuine smile* Maybe you should try holding that thing up a little higher.

*He does so, but the moment Freakshow raises staff, it is suddenly knocked out of his grasp as the train passes under the scaffolding. But as Tucker makes an attempt to grab it, he misses, where luckily, it successfully lands in Danny's hand as he and Carrie stand behind them.*

Tucker: Way to go, man! *Walks up to Danny, hand raised* Now, gimme five!

*However, getting another idea of a high-five, Danny raises his hand and knocks Tucker away with a blast, which lands the dark-skinned boy smack against the large ghost and is trapped, using one of his meaty arms. Suddenly, as all of this is going on, Carrie begins to groan in pain as she holds her head and kneels to the ground before soon, the female halfa finds herself reverting back into her human form, causing Freakshow to become confused as to why this is happening.*

Freakshow: *Wide-eyed* What's this? *Angrily* You dare become human out of my command, girl?! *To Danny* Hand me my staff, boy! She must change back!

*During the ringmaster's constant shouting, Sam looks down at the weakened Carrie where her violet-colored orbs glance towards the blue-haired girl's wristwatch as it apparently shows that her ghost half is out of power, meaning it'll take a little while before she's able to change.*

Sam: *Talks to self* Of course, he can't control her now because she's human and since she's fallen out of ghost… Now, we have the chance. *To Carrie* Carrie, listen closely, Danny is still under Freakshow's control, and he has the staff - you have to convince Danny that he's his own self!

Carrie: *Grunts and stands up* Right.

Freakshow: Come on, drone. Bring me my staff. Come on, bring it…

*He makes kissing noises as if he were calling a dog over, which makes Danny look uncertain at the staff and the evil ringmaster.*

Carrie: *Stands in front of Freakshow* Danny, listen to me… You have to fight this. Freakshow isn't holding the staff anymore, you are! And that means you have the control panel in your hands!

*Not wanting the now human Carrie in his way, Freakshow grabs the Mayth girl and throws her aside, causing her to nearly fall off whereas Sam attempts to run after her and pull her away from the edge, but unfortunately, she is grabbed away by the tight grip of the female ghost.*

Freakshow: *Scowls Carrie* Silence! *Happily faces Danny* Obey me, ghost! Give me my staff. Come on…

*As he continues the kissing noises as if calling a dog over would work again while Danny is still looking uncertain.*

Carrie: *Exhales a shaking breath* When I saw Sam up on that high wire, I was fighting him the whole time! Now, it's your turn, Danny! Because, now that I'm not just a ghost, it shows that you aren't either… Which means you have to fight this, Danny. You have to fight!

Danny: *Groans* Quiet! *Holds his head anxiously* All of you! I need to think!

Freakshow: *To the other minions* Stop her! Now!

Carrie: *Becomes afraid* Well, think quicker, Fenton… Because right now, the choice is up to you - the crystal ball or your friends!

*When Carrie backs away from the dwarf ghost that's slowly approaching her seeing as the other two are holding Sam and Tucker hostage), suddenly, she feels her foot dangling far off the moving train where soon, a terrifying idea springs into the blue-haired girl's mind; she inhales a deep breath and faces Danny.*

Carrie: Oh, Gosh… *Tears-filled eyes and exhales that deep breath* When I said your choice was between the crystal ball or your friends, I didn't mean that my return for fear of heights would be so literal!

*Taking one step back, Carrie Mayth finds herself suddenly falling off the moving train with a loud, agonizing scream.*

Sam and Tucker: CARE! NO!

Danny: *Becomes confused* Care? *Realizes* CARE!

*And without hesitation, Danny jumps in after her, letting go of the staff as he races after the screaming Carrie. Luckily, just before Carrie could even come closer to the ground, Danny catches her and brings her back up, leaving the staff to successfully smash into the ground below where soon, Danny's eyes turn back to their normal green as he feels the girl cling onto him for dear life and open her eyes to face up at her now-normal partner.*

Carrie: Danny… Are-are you okay now?

Danny: I think so… Thanks to you. But it's all a blur… I did some bad stuff, didn't I?

Carrie: *Sighs and shakes her head* Unfortunately, I can't exactly remember because that freakazoid had me under his control, too.

Danny: I am so sorry that I drove you off the train cart, *Smiles softly* it's gonna take a lot of time to earn that trust back, isn't it?

Carrie: Danny, don't apologize. It wasn't your fault. *Chuckles* And besides… *Rests her head against his shoulder* there's nothing we can't fix as partners, right?

*Once they fly back up and land on the moving train, the duo are met with their best friends who are happy to see Carrie is safe and Danny is now fully in control of himself.*

Sam: *Sighs in relief* Carrie, you're okay!

Carrie: Of course, I'm okay. It was a part of my plan, and frankly, you and Tuck aren't getting rid of me that easily, Manson.

Tucker: Good… Now, maybe you can convince Tiny here to let go of me.

*And speaking of ghosts, the three's eyes also go back to normal, finally having themselves free from Freakshow's endless mind control. The moment the eye-patched ghost lets go of Sam, she instantly runs and nearly tackles Carrie for a loving hug.*

Eye-patched Ghost: *Looks down at hands* What? H-Huh? Where are we?

Dwarf Ghost: Are we free? Finally free?

Danny: *Glares at Freakshow* Only one way to find out.

*Following the male halfa, all three ghosts find their glares landing on top of the now so-called 'ringmaster' before together, they and Danny gang up on Freakshow, grab him and phase them all into the train; and toss him roughly against boxes that are also surrounded by bags of money while the four stood in front of them, extremely angry.*

Freakshow: Okay, uh, when I called you, er, 'minions,' it was really a-a term of endearment like-like, 'I love my minions!'

Danny: *Scowling* Putting a bad reputation on my name… Causing my friend to nearly lose her life… What kind of a freak are you?

Freakshow: Okay, merely, that was the girl's choice, but you may as well, put the rest on me…

Danny: *Scoffs coldly and smirks* Well, you wanted a big haul? Try this on for size!

*He blasts the boxes/bags of gold/money above Freakshow and causes them to fall on him.*

Freakshow: Gah! Oh! That… quite… smarted...

*Finally, the train pulls to a stop in front of/among police cruisers that have blocked the track, alongside the Fentons and Mansons.*

Danny: *Smiles innocently at the three ghosts* So, what d'ya say we stick around and explain to the cops we were being controlled by an evil ringmaster?

*Not bothering to even give an answer, the three ghosts become intangible and fly through the ceiling, out of the train.*

Danny: Ya know, I had a feeling that would be their answer.

*Figuring that the cops wouldn't believe anything the four ghosts have to say, Danny phases out as well just for the cops to bust down the door where Freakshow grins innocently.*


*Now, outside the train, a cop shoves Freakshow into the cruiser, leaving the four friends to stand aside with Sam and Danny's parents by the Fenton RV, pleased to have the ringmaster finally taken down and arrested.*

Jack: Nice work, kids. You caught that weirdo goth punk thief red-handed!

Pamela: I'm just happy you're all safe!

Jeremy: More than safe!

Maddie: We're so proud of you!


*Unfortunately, finding themselves at the Manson residence (down in the library), the two families stood front and center with all four teens, angrily.*

The Fentons and the Mansons: BUT YOU'RE ALL STILL GROUNDED!

*Finding themselves forced to be separated from their guy friends, Sam and Carrie glance at one another depressed as not only were the girls forced to study, but the boys also, where soon, Sam's grandmother runs in, pointing her finger toward her granddaughter.*

Ida: Grounded - shmounded! *Points at Sam* This is cruel and unusual punishment!

*And that cruel and unusual punishment that Grandma Manson is agreeing with would be having to find her granddaughter - Samantha Manson - to wear the same (newly bought) sun dress.*

Sam: *Depressed* I know… But it was the only way I could convince them to lift their restraining order on Danny and Carrie.

Carrie: *Glares at Sam* Well, you could've convinced them to only let you wear the dress, and not have your mom try out her new makeup brand makeup on me as a guinea pig!

*On Carrie's face, instead of wearing her usual black eyeliner and pink lipstick, the Mayth girl is now wearing a cake batch of Pamela Manson's newest sales of her makeup brand all around. And that would be light pink eyeshadow, along with a nice powdering of pink blush, and topped off with red lipstick, which frankly, makes the teen even more outrageous than ever; but chooses to leave it if this means, she's allowed to hang out with Sam again.*

Pamela: *Holding the makeup brush* It's a new line of Stay Perky, sweetheart, you'll learn to love it. *Eyes her hair* Now, as for your hair-

Carrie: *Instantly cuts her off* No. No! No! Nobody touches my hair! I'll stick with the makeup, Mrs. M!

Maddie: And it was a good choice you've made, honey. Like your mother said on the phone: 'Take it or leave it.'

Carrie: *Groans softly and mutters to self* Another addition to my journal!

Danny: Hey, at least Freakshow is in custody and the stolen goods were returned.

Tucker: *Curiously wonders* So why do I feel like we're forgetting something?


*Not even realizing what they've done, but meanwhile, back in Casper High School, Mr. Lancer is still currently locked in the janitor's closet.*

Mr. Lancer: *Banging on the door* Waiting for Godot - is anybody out there?! *Turns and begins to sob* This is so wrong!

*Finally, a slightly old janitor opens the door and pushes the mop bucket in.*

Janitor: See ya Monday.

*And once the door closes shut before the vice-principal can even taste the freedom of air instead of the polluted air of chemicals, Mr. Lancer jumps on the door and tries to pull it open, then starts banging on it, angrily.*


author speaks!

& there you have it, folks, that's a wrap on season 1 of danny phantom & carrie wraith!! not gonna lie, freakshow was kind of the best villain, imo… ESPECIALLY the finale of season 2, like bro had his priorities straight ( kind of ), & his voice actor is *chefs kiss*! like, fr fr!3 anyways, i enjoyed writing this, so i hope y'all enjoyed reading it as much as i did, & see y'all in the next chapter! :)