This is a one-shot for Name it, who was the hundredth person to follow one of my other stories, awesome person. Here you go, darlin'.

I found all of these puns on the internet, I didn't come up with them.

I don't own Danny Phantom, never have and never will.

"Hey, hey Sam."

Sam paused and glanced up, fork halfway up to her mouth. At Danny's grin she groaned, dropped her fork and placed her head in her hands. Tucker looked up in slight surprise before catching Danny's look and allowed his head to thump against the table, groaning.

"What Danny? What now?" Sam sighed and ignored Tucker's whining.

Danny's grin grew and Sam instantly felt regret for asking, "What was the first animal in space?"

Tucker's cry of 'Noooo, not again' was ignored, as was Sam's threat.

"The cow that jumped over the moon!" Danny burst out laughing, like it was the funniest thing had heard in years.

The two friends face-palmed.

"How do you know when the moon has enough to eat?" Danny paused for a second, "When it's full!"

Sam and Tucker launched to their feet and ran out of the cafeteria with their hands over their ears, screaming "Danny stop! Oh my god!"

Danny laughed and followed after.

The looks and sneers sent his way was ignored.

"Hey, Vlad. What do you call a space explorer that talks smack?" Danny suddenly asked, as he floated above the wrecked and destroyed street. Bright green Ectoplasm ran down the side of his face. The corners of his lips were twitching and a slight giggle slipped out.

Vlad raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. Danny smiled.

"A sass-tronaut!"

Vlad blinked once, twice and then spun around and flew off with a growl, a laughing Danny following him.

"What do you call a tick on the moon? A luna-tick!"

"Now if you turn to page 208 you will see that Columbus had -" Danny interrupted by slamming his down onto the desk and standing up. Lancer blinked in surprise before he narrowed his eyes.

"Is there something you need, Mr. Fenton?" He asked dryly.

Danny nodded, "What does an astronaut use to keep his feet warm?"

Sam started to slam her head onto her desk and Tucker started to groan. Slowly a smile started to pull at Danny's lips.

Sam stood up and darted out of the room, Tucker right on her heels covering his ears. The class looked on in shock, and slowly turned to look at the boy grinning widely.

Danny laughed, "A space heater!"

There was a few seconds of silence before there were groans and the sound of heads hitting wood. Lancer sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, shaking his head the whole time.

It seemed that Danny was doing the puns again.

Joy.

Dash marched up to Danny and pushed him up against the lockers. He growled, "Stop it."

Blinking up in surprise, Danny asked "Stop what? What am I doing that needs to stop?"

Dash threw his hands into the air, "The space puns! It's annoying and I don't like it, so stop."

Danny blinked again before grinning, beside him Sam and Tucker were slumped against the lockers muttering. Danny straightened and brushed himself off before looking at Dash and putting up his fists. Everyone but the trio gaped in shock at the implications. Dash's mouth fell open and he blinked.

Danny's smile grew before he declared, "I don't care if you don't like space puns, I like space puns. Comet me bro!"

Eyes wide it took Dash a few seconds before he responded, slowly, "Did... you just make a pun? ... FENTON! Get back here!"

Danny was already half-way down the hall, his friends by his sides, and Dash was chasing after them. Bellowing in rage and charging like a bull.

The only thing the students left behind was the laughter of one Danny Fenton.