Chapter 6: Danielle Comes Home

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It had been almost two whole years since I had told Mom, Dad, Danny, Sam, Tucker and Jazz I was A Halfa. Danny, Jazz, Sam, Tucker and I have been hunting down Ghosts who attacked town and sent them back to the Ghost Zone. I felt like I was finally home.

But, things where about to change. I could feel it. It was December 24, my first Christmas Eve at home. At 10:29 PM, I heard someone knock at the front door. I went over to see who the heck was at the door so late.

"Hello? Who are you?" Asked a young, short girl who looked way too much like Danny for me to not wonder.

"I'm Sophie Fenton. You are?" I asked.

"Danielle Fenton," she said quickly.

"Danielle, huh? You like to go by Dani?" I asked.

She nodded.

"You know what? You look a lot like my..." I started but Danielle cut me off.

"Is Danny home?" She asked.

"Yes," I said. I watched her breath a sigh of relief. I gave her a confused look.

"Can I talk to him? I want to see if he's still willing to be my dad," Danielle said, her checks turned scarlet. I stared at her. I gave her another confused look. Then it dawned on me.

"You want to... DANNY!!!" I screamed as I ran up stairs. I screamed so loud I woke the whole house. Danielle followed me. She was trying so hard to clam me down. But I wasn't paying attention to her one little bit.

"What the heck's going on?!" Danny yelled as he walked into the hallway.

I grabbed Danielle and screamed, "Is she your kid?!"

Danny stared at me. Then he realized who Danielle was. He didn't say anything. But his cheeks burned bright red.

"Danny is she yours?" Mom asked.

Danny took a deep breath. He nodded. "She's mine," he said.

"How?!" Dad yelled. I could tell dad was angry and sad that Danny never told he was a Grandpa. Mom look sad and hurt too.

Danny took a deep breath and explained the whole story. He started with how he became a Halfa all the way to the day he discovered I was a Halfa.

Then, Danny explained how Danielle was made from a cell from his body and was forced to age physical to the age of 12. In actuality, Danielle was only 5 years old. I looked over at Danielle. She shyly looked at me from behind Danny.

I felt bad for freaking out. I sighed. I was disappointed in myself. Then, I realized something. I quickly transformed into my ghost form, blasted passed everyone and flew out the front door. Danny ran out after me.

"Where are you going?!" He called.

"Getting my niece something nice for Christmas!" I yelled back. The next day everyone came down to the kitchen to find me finishing making pancakes for everyone. Everyone just stared.

"Good morning," I said cheerfully.

Danielle stared at the pile of presents that had not been there when I had put her bed last night. She slowly walked towards them. I grabbed her hand.

"Danielle. Presents can wait. I asked you last night what kind of pancakes you liked. Can you make sure I didn't mess up?" I asked.

"You made chocolate chip pancakes covered with strawberries?" She asked.

I nodded.

"Thanks you Auntie Sophie! Thank you so much!" She cried.

"No problem," I said.

After breakfast I took Danielle over to the pile of presents I had bought her last night just before the store was closed. I handed her the first one. Since Danielle was the newest member of the family, we wanted her to open all of her presents first.

I gave her a bunch of toys, clothes, books and games. I was so happy she loved them all. But her favorite toy of all wasn't one I even bought.

"This ones old. But it's so cute!!" She squealed.

"That was my toy Dragon when I was little. I'm glad you like it him. You can keep him. By the way, there are two extra bedrooms in the attic next to my bedroom. Want one?" I asked.

"Yes!!" Danielle squealed.

Danielle grabbed her toys, her Dragon, books and all her games. She took my hand, we transformed into our Ghost forms and together, we flew upstairs to decorate Danielle's new room.

It was an hour or two later, that there was a knock on the front door. Danielle and I came back down. I had a bad feeling I knew who was at the door.

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