Been a while, guys, sorry! But hey, better late than never xD

-Chapter 7-

"Look at Fenturd run! What a loser!" Dash laughed, only to be flung against a wall by Skulker, "You human breeds are getting on my last nerves!"

Without a second to lose, Danny Phantom phased into the room, "Hey ugly," Danny called, angering Skulker even more.

"Whelp," Skulker growled under his breath.

"The hell are you doing here, dipstick?! This doesn't concern you!" Ember yelled, powering up a ball of ecto-energy in her hand.

"Two ghosts in one day? You guys don't like making it easy for me, huh?" Danny asked rhetorically, flying at full speed towards Skulker, pushing him back out through the broken window onto the tarmac of the school grounds.

"Seems the child in there isn't the only nuisance on my plate, prey!" Skulker pushed Danny off of him with a blast from his wrist cannon. "You need to stop being so protective over her, she doesn't want you!" Danny commented on his behavior, dodging another few blasts from his ecto-firing device.

Ember joined them, phasing through the wall. 'Not sure if I'm more pissed at the dipstick or my sorry excuse for an ex-boyfriend crappy hunter.' Ember thought to herself. She didn't feel the need to interfere because she didn't want to help either of them.

"Baby-pop's right about that one; like hell, I'd rather be caught dating that Fenton dipstick than back with you again." Ember admitted.

"Wait, what?" Danny let his guard down, unsure if he heard Ember right. 'She'd rather date me than be back with Skulker?'

"My turn," Skulker mumbled, firing a net at Danny, capturing him straight away while he was lost in thought.

Danny fell to the floor under the ghostly net, "Why are you even here?!"

"That is none of your concern!" Skulker answered as Danny blasted out of his trap easily.

"I've told you over and over to leave me alone!" Ember's eyes glowed a dark, sinister green. It was clear she was in no mood to be joked around with. Before Skulker could say another word, Ember blasted him to the next town over.

"Never knew anger made you stronger too." Danny noted, surprised by how far Ember blasted Skulker away with one move; almost as powerful as his ghostly wail.

"Music and strong emotions really adds a whole new dimension." Ember smirked, preparing another aggressive attack towards Danny but stopped when they were interrupted by a gathering crowd full of fan girls, the press and the students of Casper High.

"It's Danny Phantom!" A fan girl called out, awing over the town's hero.

"Inviso-bill, tell us how your fight against teen pop star Ember McLain is going!" A reporter shouted.

Some of the students were distraught when trying to decide who to cheer for: their town ghostly hero or their favorite pop star. Other students wondered why a musician like Ember McLain would even fight Danny Phantom. And the rest of the students tried to get as much of their music teacher fighting a ghost on camera.

"Oh, ghost boy!" Paulina called out over the crowd, pushing nerds out of her way as she made her way to the front. "What do you think of Paulina Phantom? Remember when you saved me?" Paulina batted her eyes pouting slightly, hoping to derive Danny's attention from his fight and the crowd.

Danny simply rolled his eyes at his biggest fan girl and the press, and focused on his fight. Ember smirked when looking at the crowd, "Decent fan base you got yourself there, baby-pop." Hands on her hips, she made a mental note of how popular the town's hero was compared to her own fan base.

"Don't you have anything better to do than to waste your time here?" Danny asked, knowing Ember was teaching but didn't want to let on that he knew in case Ember figured out his identity.

"Don't YOU have anything better to do than harass me daily?" Ember retorted, sticking out her tongue like a child.

"Let's just get this over with." Danny muttered, pulling out his thermos, trapping Ember within the thermos in seconds.

"What are you going to do now that you've captured a ghost!?" The press continued, holding their microphones up as high as they could to try reach Danny.

Danny turned intangible and flew through the roof of the school down outside his detention room, leaving the press confused.

Danny ran back into the detention room, only to find Tucker and Sam there. In the next moment, Mr. Lancer marched back into the detention room holding Dash and Donnie by their shoulders as they left detention to go see what the commotion was about outside of school.

After ten minutes of waiting, Mr. Lancer broke the silence, "Where on earth did Miss. McLain go!?" Mr. Lancer walked in circles, more than fed up of Ember's tardiness and lack of effort. It was at that moment Danny panicked, realizing Ember's still a teacher and that he's trapped her in the thermos.

"I, uh, gotta go to the bathroom again!" Danny jumped out of his seat, running to the door. Before Danny moved another step, Mr. Lancer put a hand on his shoulder, "And where do you think you're going, Mr. Fenton?"

"Well, a human's gotta pee, right?" Danny shrugged. "May I suggest a doctor, Mr. Fenton. You seem to be running out of my lessons 5 or more times per session everyday." Mr. Lancer let Danny's shoulder go, hinting that he had a bladder issue.

Dash and Donnie had trouble keeping down their laughter. "Hey, Fenturd, need new tighty-wighties?" Dash said, laughing with Donnie.

Danny ignored the stupid comments and went to the nearest janitor's closet and released Ember before running back out of the closet, hiding the thermos behind his back.

"Where am I?!" Ember yelled, noticing this wasn't the world of green floating islands she was used to being tossed in after a fight with Danny Phantom. She noticed it seemed to be a closet. A very familiar closet she was asked to help clean out as part of her teaching duties, but obviously refused. Ember fueled a ball of green ecto energy in her hands as a source of light and saw the door handle. Opening the door, she saw Danny almost jogging down the corridor away from her. "OI, DIPSTICK!" Ember called out.

Danny nervously turned around, "Yeah?" Danny's voice was shaky; did Ember know he was Phantom?

"Did you see who just went in and out of the closet a couple seconds ago?!" Ember asked trying to find out Danny's identity.

Danny played clueless, "I have no idea-" Before Danny could continue, Ember noticed, "-HEY, YOU'RE MEANT TO BE IN DETENTION."

Danny mentally slapped himself, remembering he also had to go to detention before it ended. "You're also meant to be in detention. Supervising!" Danny pointed out as Ember growled. Ember floated over to Danny and grabbed his wrist, pulling him back to detention. While on their way back to detention Ember thought to herself, pondering why she was put back into the closet instead of the Ghost Zone, 'If Phantom chose to put me back into the school, does that mean he knows I'm teaching here? Or even worse, when he put me back here, he had enough time to run off without me seeing his human form… so, does that mean the dipstick goes to this school?' Ember tried piecing together what had happened and Danny's identity.

"Uh, Miss. McLain?" Danny awkwardly poked at Ember's arm.

"What!?" Ember asked, snapping at Danny for interupting her thoughts.

"You just walked passed the detention room." Danny answered, looking back to see they had already passed detention. "Oh crap," Ember mumbled, turning around. She continued to drag Danny back and without a second to lose they were back in the room.

Mr. Lancer looked pleased, "I've just made a notice of your little escapade to the principle, and I hope she deals with you soon." Mr. Lancer gleamed, looking at Ember with a smug look plastered all over his face.

"Counting on it." Ember retorted with her arms folded, glaring.

Danny sat back down, only for the school bell to ring and tell everyone outside that break was over, and for everyone in detention that detention was over.

As Danny and Tucker came out of detention, they heard Ember and Lancer arguing once again as the door came to a close. "You'd think they'd get along eventually." Tucker said. Sam was waiting outside detention for the two.

"What? McLame and an adult getting alone? Doubt it." Sam commented, snorting at the idea.

"Guys, we got class to go to." Danny interjected, waving a hand in front of their faces. They all nodded in agreement and headed over to their next class.

-With Mr. Lancer and Ember, detention room-

"Are you trying to bring down the school's reputation!?" Mr. Lancer threw his hands in the air in exasperation.

"Me!? You should've seen last year's music CATs! Without me this year, none of these dipsticks could ever hope to pass these stupid career aptitude tests!"

"You enfuriate me, Miss. McLain!" Mr. Lancer admitted, feeling the weight come off his shoulders. "I just hope you don't show your face at the talent show this week."

"Talent show? None of these kids have an ounce of talent split between them, screw a talent show! Why would anyone in their right mind choose to go to a crap-fest?" Ember asked, honestly confused at the idea.

Mr. Lancer was shocked how anyone could feel this way, but nethertheless ignored her comments and left the detention room without another word.

Ember shrugged, teleporting herself in a whirlwind of blue flames back to her realm as she was finished for the day.

-Fenton Works, 6pm-

"Jazz honey, call your brother down for dinner. I'm making roast!" Jazz's mother's eyes beamed with a passion for cooking and providing for her family. "AND FOR DESSERT, MY FAMOUS FLAPJACK FENTON'S!" Jack added, butting into conversation as he pulled out the famous flapjacks from the pocket of his orange jumpsuit.

Maddie looked away from her husband, knowing she did not want herself and her kids to re-suffer the trauma of a few months ago when they first tried flapjack Fenton's.

"… I'll go get Danny." Jazz said, running upstairs to find her little brother.

Jazz reluctantly knocked on Danny's door as she heard the beautiful strumming of Danny's guitar he got just two years ago for his birthday.

-2 Years Ago, Danny's 14th Birthday-

"Happy birthday, sweetie!" Maddie clapped her hands together sweetly as she pulled out Danny's birthday cake from behind her back.

"And son, we know you wanted the new game console or something like that so we decided to get you this!" Jack threw a birthday box at Danny. Danny caught it against his chest, very confused at its size, as it was clearly not what he wanted. He shrugged it off and opened it.

"What?" Danny mouthed, looking at the brand new, hand crafted acoustic guitar with "Fenton" engraved. "A guitar?" Danny questioned with a more than puzzled look on his face.

"Well Danny, your father and I have realized you must have so much spare time on your hands after school so we figured a hobby would be good!" Maddie explained with a soft smile as she also passed him a "Lesson 1" booklet on guitar parts and notes.

'Ghost fighting takes up most of my time as it is.' Danny thought to himself, unsure where to fit an instrument in his daily life.

"Oh, thanks guys." Danny thanked regardless with a small smile. 'When am I going to have the time to learn an instrument?' Danny tried to think of when he could as any spare time he had was fighting ghosts or during school breaks.

Danny blew the candles out. "Did you make a wish, Danny?" Jazz asked with a polite and almost curious smile.

Danny nodded. "I can't tell you or it won't come true." Danny smirked at the annoyed face Jazz pulled.

Danny went upstairs with his guitar, thankful for the small party his family threw him every year. Closing the door to his bedroom, Danny flopped on the bed and wondered aloud, "Unexpected, but totally not sucky." Danny looked at the guitar, admiring the hand carved name on it, feeling the guitar was polished and dusted. The guitar itself was shelf worthy, it looked like it hadn't even been used, let alone touched. Danny placed the guitar on his lap and sighed as he tried to figure out where his fingers were supposed to be.

"This can't be that hard. It's just a few simple notes." Danny breathed softly, trying to replay the notes shown to him on his lesson 1 guitar book. Though Danny thought it should be easy, anything he played sounded like a cat clawing at the guitar while screeching a horrible cry.

"UGH!" Danny yelled in frustration, strumming all the strings at once while his other fingers lay on different frets.

Danny stopped for a moment and realized it sounded… right. He did something that sounded how it was supposed to and he was more than shocked. Danny looked down at the guitar in his hands and replayed the same note the exact same way he just did and smiled.

"YES!" Danny cried, holding the guitar up in the air in triumph. Danny tried another chord and played it without a problem.

For the next two hours, leading into 1am now, Danny continued to play around with different chords and different frets and was pleased with how he was progressing.

Jazz passed Danny's room and stopped when she heard a swift tune being played on Danny's new guitar, "Way to go, little brother." Jazz whispered continuing on to her room to sleep.

Wish I got a guitar for my 14th birthday. Can't remember what I got, lmao

Ah well. Let's hope I'm not as useless with updating next week. :')