Danny Phantom - Prince of All Ghosts

Chapter 3 - A Visit From A Friend

TUCKER P.O.V

Tucker was enjoying the movie, watching it from the seat closest to the TV, although not too close. Even though he didn't believe the whole 'square eyes' thing, it still hurt his neck to be that close to the TV. When the movie ended he turned to his friends, mouth open to ask a question, but completely forgot what he was going to ask when he saw them curled up on the couch together. Sam had her head resting on Danny's shoulder and her legs were up on the couch beside her while her body was curled up against Danny's. Danny's right arm (which Tucker guessed must have been resting on the headrest of the couch) was around her waist, holding her close and his head was resting on hers. Tucker grinned and pulled out his phone and snapped a quick photo.

This will be a great photo to show them in the morning, he thought to himself. Tucker then couldn't help the yawn that came forth.

"Ugh, I'm going to sleep." He glanced at Sam and Danny who looked very comfortable. "I'll just leave those two." He said as he walked upstairs and fell asleep in Danny's now-king-sized bed.

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DANNY P.O.V

I was floating. I couldn't remember how I got here or even where 'here' was. It looked like the Ghost Zone, but no part of the Ghost Zone I'd ever been in (and that was saying something). Unlike everywhere else in the GZ, there were no purple doors to Ghost Lairs, there were no islands or homes for the ghosts. Here it was just...empty. It was (excuse the pun) a ghost town. I glanced down at my hands and realised I was in my ghost form. Frowning I flew forward, I had to find where I was. Before I knew it a bright blue light appeared in front of me. I shielded my eyes at the sudden brightness. As I lowered my hand the light became a large circle and a rectangle shape appeared. I peered into the light and realised it wasn't a rectangle, it was the hand of a clock. I recognised this; it's not a light, it's a portal, and not just anyone's portal, Clockwork's time portal.

"Time In." I heard a familiar voice say. When the light faded, a figure stood where the portal had been. I smiled at Clockworks familiar face. He was in his middle-aged form now, but I knew he would be shifting to child or old man any second. His purple cloak was rippling slightly in the non-existent breeze and his red eyes looked directly into mine. A large lightning shaped scar was over his left eye and halfway down his cheek. I never had the courage to ask how he got it.

"Hey Clockwork," I said to my old friend (literally, he was now in his old man form). Clockwork smiled at me.

"Danny." He nodded his head as a gesture of respect. I glanced around me.

"Where am I?" I asked him. Clockwork sighed.

"You are in your own mind."

"What? Does that mean I'm dreaming?" I asked. Clockwork nodded.

"Yes and no." At my questioning look he explained. "Right now your body is sleeping." He waved his staff and the air beside him wavered and shifted, revealing a scene that made my cheeks turn red. It was my body right now. I was on the couch where we had watched the movie with Sam was curled up against me and my arm around her waist. Clockwork seemed oblivious to my red face and instead continued talking. I tore my eyes away from the image and looked at him. "But your mind is here."

"Why?"

"Because I asked it to." He said cryptically. I raised my eyebrow at him. "I summoned you here, while you were sleeping I called to you, and you responded, subconsciously obviously."

"How?" I asked, baffled that Clockwork could even do that.

"It takes a lot out of me, and I am usually have to sleep for a day or so afterwards, and I have only successfully done it one other time. I used the power of telepathy. It is too complex to understand; even I can barely comprehend it sometimes." He explained. I nodded in understanding (okay, no I didn't understand, but I respected him for trying to explain it).