The Other Halfa: Part II - Danny Phantom the Series

Kindred Spirits: Part 2

We hear people scream as they run away from a bed-sheeted ghost. Racing over, Danny and I slam the ghost into a tower.

"What kind of ghost haunts a miniature golf course?" Tucker asked.

 "Well, there is a Box Ghost, obviously, all the good haunts have been taken," Sam replies as the two of them watch us fight. 

We tumble out of the building and get in a mid-air fistfight. Finally, Danny gets the upper hand and uppercuts the ghost into the clock tower as we walk up to him, and Danny starts to laugh. 

"Seriously, a bedsheet? What do you do got under there?" He pulls off the sheet to reveal an ecto-skeleton that lunges at us.

"Change back!!" 

"What? Get off us!" I question the ghost before kicking it off of us, and we were quick to get back onto our feet. 

He goes to attack again as Danny and I charge up an ectoblast and combine them, making a big blast that not only destroyed the ghost but whatever was behind it, the golf course. 

"Gotta get outta here," Danny says, grabbing my hand and flying us away as I try to protest. 

"Wait, what about—"

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 Sam and Tucker look over the damage as the owner walks up with a scowl. "Trashing the golf course, eh?" 

"But we didn't do it!" Tucker protests, and the owner crosses his arms.

"Really? Anybody else you wanna pin the blame on then?" 

The two turned toward where Danny and (s/n) were supposed to be; however, they were gone.

A scowl grew on their faces as they watched the two fly away, grumbling, "No." 

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"Guys, I'm sorry, but if we stuck around, somebody could've figured out our secret identities!" Danny said over the phone.

"Sorry doesn't get us out of having to clean up this golf course!" Tucker says, and Sam chimes in.

"Sorry also doesn't clean it either." 

Danny and I enter his room, soon stopping in our tracks at a strange sight.

"I know, I know, and we appreciate it, but uh..." Danny trails off as we look at a small girl lying on Danny's bed and a small boy leaning on the bed, both reading comics. 

"Can we help you?" Danny asks them as we walk up, when all our friends shout in unison.

"Yes!" 

"No, not you!" 

"Not so loud, I'm Danielle, your third cousin once removed. I ran away from home. Hey, you got any food?" Danielle asks, and I raise an eyebrow at the boy. 

"I'm (b/n), your third cousin twice removed. So, do you got any food?" He asks, pointing at me, then lifting two fingers, but before asking his question. ( b/n means boy name)

"Uh...We gotta go..." Danny murmured, making Sam scoff.

"Of course you do!" 

Before Danny hung up, I grabbed the phone and explained a bit, "I'll come over and help in a little bit, but right now we've got a situation to deal with." 

"That doesn't explain anything."

"I know, but we don't know much about it either. We'll fill you guys in later."

With that, I hung up, and we got food for our supposed cousins. While the two ate, I looked over them, taking notice of how very similar they looked to us. 

Danielle was wearing red shorts, a blue hoodie with matching shoes, and a red beanie over her black hair, which was pulled back into a ponytail. She also had blue eyes like Danny.

The boy, (b/n) had my hair and eye color as well. His hair was styled in his own way, and he wore a black shirt with a jacket, ripped jeans, and red tennis shoes. 

"You wanna be an astronaut?" Danielle asks after looking at all the space stuff hung up on his walls. "Do you know they only choose 100 people every two years to go into the space program?" Danielle said, Danny soon saying it in unison with her as he rolls his eyes. 

"Yeah, I knew that, how did you?" He says when (b/n) grabs a CD of Dumpty Humpty.

"Dumpty Humpty, those guys rock!" 

"Yeah, we know, we listen to them for that reason. Now, if you've had enough to eat, it's time to talk with our parents," I state, crossing my arms as Danny starts to drag the two downstairs.

"No!" They shout, tugging themselves free.

"Look, you say both of you are our cousins, and maybe you are, but we still have to call your parents," Danny explains.

"We said no!" The two rush back into Danny's room.

We follow them to find the room empty, the window open.

"Man, they're fast," Danny blinks in surprise.

"Well, they are kids," I say before we go ghost and fly out into the street to look for the two. 

"Ok, they're twelve-year-old kids, how far can they possibly have—" Danny started to ask when our ghost sense cut him off. 

"Just swell after the bedsheet ghost, what's this gonna be? A spooky bat on a string?" I scoff, not in the mood for another fight.

Our attention turns to above us as a roar echoes through the air. A Frankenstein's monster-looking monster punches us into the street.

"Man, you look like I do when I'm having a bad day, but I bet you're gonna look worse!" Danny goes to punch him, and I try to stop him, but it's too late, the ghost had grabbed Danny's wrist and thrown him into the side of a car.

Last Edit - November 13th, 2020

Revised - September 11th, 2025