Butch Hartman is the creator of the show Danny Phantom, Nickelodeon owns the right to the show, and you on the right to you, I only own any parts of the story that aren't canon to the show.
This is a book 2 to The Other Halfa Danny Phantom: The seri...
"Dust bunny!" Danny warns, and the three of us hop over it before we can get caught in it.
"Woah, nice air," Dash compliments.
"Thanks," Danny says with a smile when he notices his pants revert to his blue jeans.
"Oh great, we're losing so much power we're going to revert back to— " Danny had started to whisper to me when Dash cut in.
"Hey, what's with your pants?"
"Uh, it's...Casual Friday...?"
I facepalm while shaking my head.
Danny, you idiot, it's Tuesday.
"Today's Tuesday."
Just our luck, Dash knows.
Suddenly, another dust bunny appeared. With my quick reaction, I was able to jump, but I landed on top of the dust bunny. The boys, however, weren't as lucky. We rolled into the living room when I slipped and fell off the bunny, grabbing Dash and Danny on my way down.
"Oh man, we're back outside!" Dash freaks out.
"How though?" I ask, looking at the peculiar-looking grass as Danny feels it.
"Wait...This isn't real grass," He points out, and the ground starts to shake.
Ghost-themed golf balls come into view. A frown appears on our faces as we look up to see Jack holding an iron. (A golf club. What? You expect me not to use the correct term when I play it?)
Jack starts to whisper to himself, but to us, it sounds almost like a yell.
"Jack Fenton on the eighteenth green at the Ecto-Invitational, if he sinks this, it's all over but the ghost tunnel."
"Where do we hide?!" Dash shouts, and Danny jabs his thumb at the hole.
"Have you ever seen him play golf? The only safe place is the hole!"
We dash for the hole as Jack starts swinging his club, and golf balls go flying. Danny helps Dash into the hole when his arm had for a moment reverted, causing him to let go in shock.
Danny falls into the hole, and I hop in when the bottom of my suit turns back into the bottom of my clothes. Luckily, Dash was too focused on the golf balls rolling over the hole to notice.
"Man, is everybody in this family bad at sports?" Dash asks, and Danny and I glare at him.
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Tucker triumphantly holds his new PDA with his bandaged hands as he and Sam exit the hospital.
"I can't believe I got pecked at by a bird, but at least I got my PDA!"
He goes to touch a button when a cracking noise is heard, and the PDA breaks in half.
"It's...Fake?!" Tucker shouts in sadness.
"But you have to admit it was a great way to get you into shape!" Sam said with a smile.
A malicious smirk spreads across Tucker's face.
"I guess so, but since my hands are all bandaged, I'm probably going to need help going to the bathroom."
"TAXI!"
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Danny, Dash, and I pull ourselves up yet another stair, stopping for a moment to catch our breath.
"Yeah, we did it!" Dash cheered.
I arch an eyebrow as his gaze lands on the six other stairs we still have to climb.
"But we're not nearly close enough!" Danny says, when the top of his suit turned into a T-shirt, keeping the ghostly colors and logo.
"How many costume changes are you two gonna go through? What is this Vegas?" Dash asks, and Skulker flies in front of us.
As if we weren't already running out of time!
Two missiles were shot, and we jumped to the side of the stairs, and we hurried our pace when climbing the stairs, and raced into Danny's room. With a bit of a struggle, we managed to shut the door in Skulker's face. Next was climbing up Danny's desk to reach his window.
"Hurry, out the window and up to the ops center!"
Dash starts climbing when I notice Danny is hesitating to get on the cord.
"Danny, what's wrong?" The question comes out quickly as if on instinct.
"Skulker's not following us unless he's coming around the back," He tells me, realization soon hitting, and we both look down to see Skulker flying around the fence and towards us.
I hop off the cord and help Danny drag the potato chip back to the window as Danny calls out to Skulker.
"Hey Skulker! Heh ha, still think your abilities beat ours?"
We dump the chips out, and they came crashing down onto Skulker as he asks, "Lime and Vinegar? Who eats those?!"
He uses his rockets to blast away the chips, only making the situation worse.
"Oh, for crying out loud!" He looks up to see the chip bag before it covers him, taking him down.
Skulker slices through the chip bag, shouting as Danny and I continue climbing up, happy to have slowed him down.
"We don't have much time!"
Dash and Danny swung onto the structure of the ops center, and it was my turn, but somehow I slipped. But before I could fall to my doom, Danny grabbed my hand and started to pull me up.
"I gotcha! One...Two...Three!" Once he had pulled me up, I crashed into his chest, and out of instinct, Danny encircled me in a hug, holding me tight.
I feel myself transforming, and I look down to see the top of my suit had changed back to normal, but as with Danny, it still had its ghostly design when half of Danny's hair turned black.
"Oh man, I'm one makeover away from blowing my secret identity! Good thing Dash is a total moron," He comments worriedly.
Old Author's Note -
Author: This lovely fan art was drawn again by JannetChan2. This is Midnight a.k.a. (s/n)
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