Chapter 1 The Power of Peanut Butter part 1

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Danny pov

I can't believe it... They didn't except me... Even after that I'm still a freak in their eyes... A monster... That just truly shows that I'll never belong, my secret has now been spewed every where and there's no reality gauntlet to fix it this time... Everyone I love just turned my back on me, and for the first time in my life I'm truly alone...

I'm currently flying invisibility to a town about the size of Amity Park, people below are doing their everyday business and chatting with their... Families... While I'm alone, envying what others have, and I just lost. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a gurgle coming from my stomach, I realized that I haven't eaten since yesterday night, I speed up and try to find a restaurant, but to my luck all of them are closed, I sigh as I check the last restaurant in town and find out it's closed. I let out a frustrated grunt as I trudged along the street in my human form, I look up at the sky and see the stars, I smile, I've always wanted to be an astronaut, my smile turns to a frown when I remember my current situation, I can never become what I want because of what I am now, a halfa, a freak... Tears start to form in my eyes, but dissipated when I bump into something, I look up and see a large truck that's filled to the brims with... Peanut butter? I take advantage of this and open up a box to find it filled with peanut butter jars, I select a jar and open it up to see the smooth, thick, brown substance known as peanut butter, a small smile forms on my face as I take a finger and run it along the top of the Pb, the sticky substance all over my finger, as I bring it up to my mouth with an intention to eat it I hear a voice, it was male, I turn to see to guys, one with amber brown hair, grassy green eyes, an attire very similar to my own, the only difference is that the dot in the middle is red blob monster. The next was a ghost, he had light blue translucent skin, darker blue hair spiked back, an orange and yellow short sleeved shirt, a red tie, A camouflage green jacket, blue jeans, and red and white shoes. They looked at me with interest, we lock in a stare down, as I slowly put my finger in my mouth and swallow the Pb, I was a bit taken off by the next question,

"Can I have some?" The ghost pleaded with hopeful eyes, he had the same reaction when I replied

"Sure." The ghost floated up to my face, he had a fascinated look on his face, I took a finger and pushed the ghost back a bit. "Ummm, hi?" I responded but it sounded more like a question then statement, suddenly, he let out a long, high pitched

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehh!" Then tackled me in a giant hug rambling "he can see me, he can see me!" I on the other hand was more like

"Can't breathe, lungs collapsing, dying second time!" Was all I managed to choke out, and to what ever God heard my plea and answered it thank you, because the human boy decided to intervene.

"BILLY! You're crushing him, he needs air!"

The now named Billy got off me, grinned, and apologized sheepishly,

"Well, now that I have a broken rib, and punctured lung, we may as well get the introductions over with." I said sarcastically. "So I'm Danny, Danny Fenton, and you are?"

"Oh, I'm Spencer, Spencer Wright, and this is-"
He was cut off by the ghost

"The Billy Joe Cobra, rock star extraordinaire" he proclaimed, he was obviously full of himself

"Sooooo, can I have some of your Pb?" He pleaded, I rolled my eyes and nodded he then jumped into the box of peanut butter. Spencer just walked up to me and asked

"You seem oddly okay with Billy being a ghost, why?"

"Well let's just say I've had my fair Shamir of ghostly activity in my life." I answer cryptically, I smirk at his confused face

"But what do you mean by dying a second time?" I sigh knowing that he won't drop it till he hears the whole story.

"Well..." After that I tell him about how I got my powers, my adventures, and the most recent accident. After I finish explaining they have a mix of emotions on their faces, anger because of what my parents did to me, sadness at the pain I've had to endure, and plain old shock because of the whole concept of me being half ghost and basically my whole life story, after they get over their emotions, they do something very unexpected, they hug me, out of instinct I stiffen but then slowly melt into the hug. I start to tear up, remembering how long it's been since I've actually had a hug,  they pull away and and smile sadly at me, I control my tears and loll away, embarrassed.

The rest of the night is filled with jokes, eating peanut butter, singing, and laughing, I can't remember the last time I've had this much fun, not even Sam and Tucker made me feel this welcomed, we all passed out from exhaustion, but before I fell asleep, only one thought crossed my mind,

'Oh, the power of peanut butter...'

Hey! Sorry if it's bad, I just had to get this down, comment if you think I should continue this, so bye!😋

~ Phantom out 👻

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