A/N: So I've seen a couple 'ghost speak' things on Pinterest and I thought It would be interesting to write a fic about it. And if you stare at the font, it's not hard to understand what's being said. So yeah. I'm so sorry its been taking forever to update I just didn't really know where to go with this. But Enjoy the chapter!!
                              P.S: If you look at what Danny is saying you can understand him.
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                              IMPORTANT: Ok so I have no idea where to go with this. If you want me to finish it I will try over time but for now it is going to remain unfinished. I have other chapters I need to work on and just can't bother with this one anymore.
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                              Translation (Skip if you want to figure out yourself):
                              - "I'm so confused, what am I saying?"
- "Why do we need Vlad's help?"
- "Wow, thanks."
- "Go ahead!"
- "Sorry."
- "It's like my English class all over again."
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                              Summary: Sam and Tucker call Vlad to help them about Danny developing a problem similar to one Vlad has had in the past. 
                              Characters: Danny Fenton/Phantom, Vlad Masters/Plasmius, Sam Manson and Tucker Foley.
                              Type: I don't know, can I just put Classified?
                              Words: 807
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                              "ⅰ'㎡ ㄅ◊ ς◊иモㄩㄅ∑∂, ῳサ∆ɬ ∆㎡ ⅰ ㄅ∆ㄚⅰиб?" Danny asks, while sitting on his living room's couch. "We can't understand you Danny... " Sam says, who is sitting next to the ghost boy. Danny frowns, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at the ceiling. 
                              Over the past few months Danny would randomly speak a few words in this strange language on accident, random outbursts, but now, he can't even say any English at all. It's just gibberish. Like he never knew their actual language in the first place. He still seems to understand what people are saying just fine, though. Tucker thinks it's some type of ghost language and Sam agrees. They think Danny does too, but it's hard to understand him at the moment. 
                              "Should we call Vlad?" Tucker asks. Sam nods and he takes out his phone, getting up and walking into the other room. "ῳサㄚ ∂◊ ῳ∑ и∑∑∂ √レ∆∂'ㄅ サ∑レㄕ?. " Danny speaks, annoyed. Sam sighs heavily, shaking her head. "Danny there's no point in talking if you know we can't understand you." She tells him. He snorts, rolling his eyes. 
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                              After Tucker came back into the room and explained that Vlad was on his way, the trio continued to try and figure out ways to understand their halfa friend, seeing as the mysterious language wasn't going away.
                              It's harder to do than you'd think. 
                              Hearing a bang Tucker and Sam jump in surprise and turn to see that Danny had slammed his head on the table. He looks over at the them with an annoyed and helpless expression. 
                              "Danny we really don't know what's happening to you, if there's a chance that Vlad might I say we take it." Tucker explains. Danny nods, muttering in that strange language again. The two humans glance at each other, worried. They both ask each other a silent question, to afraid to say it out loud and risk jinxing it; What if it's permanent? 
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                              When Vlad arrives he appears dramatically in the Fenton's living room as Plasmius with an annoyed and slightly peeved expression. "What could possibly be important enough to pry me away from watching the game? It was the packers!" He growls loudly.
                              Sam and Tucker raise their hands defensively before gesturing to Danny. "ῳ◊ῳ, ɬサ∆икㄅ." The boy says, rolling his eyes. Vlad's eyes widen and he blinks for a second in surprise before chuckling quietly. "Ah I see, you called me here because Daniel has started speaking in Ghost."
                              The three teenagers tilted their head at him confusedly, prompting him to further explain. "Ghost Speak is something all ghosts learn in time. In a few days he will start talking in English again but until then he can only speak Ghost."
                              The trio looks at each other worriedly before looking back at Vlad. "What about school?" Tucker asks. "Danny can't miss anymore days!" Sam exclaims for her friend. Danny nods his head quickly in affirmation and Vlad sighs, exasperated. "I suppose I could try and teach him English again but it will be hard." 
                              "б◊ ∆サ∑∆∂!" Danny assures.
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                              "Hamburger. Hamburger. Hamburger." "Danny, would you stop that! You're making me hungry..." Tucker complains. "ㄅ◊ЯЯㄚ." Danny answers. "Little Badger is just repeating the only word he's learned so far, it's good exercise, but we need to move on." Vlad says as he opens up a dictionary. Danny blanches as he stares at the book. "ⅰɬ'ㄅ レⅰк∑ ㎡ㄚ ∑ибレⅰㄅサ ςレ∆ㄅㄅ ∆レレ ◊√∑Я ∆б∆ⅰи." He mutters.
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❛ Phantom Hazards ❜
Fanfiction(THIS COLLECTION IS IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REVISED because my cringy 2016 self wrote these and i won't stand for the horrible writing) A disconnected series of Danny Phantom one shots, varying from fluff to angst.
                                          