GFA's Danny
Me:Welcome, one and all! I am Gravekeeper's Fanfic Author! This is my new story, GFA's Danny, a parody of Shrek! The summary is this: Danny Phantom (Danny in his ghost form, not his evil future self, Dan Phantom) has to save princess Sam Manson for the evil Lord Hamsterwheel-
Hamsterviel: That's Hamsterviel!
Me: Whatever! As I was saying, what Danny doesn't know is that he and the princess will find love instead. Oh, and I'd like to point out that Danny won't be a halfa in this story, he'll be comepletly ghost. And now, (drumroll plays out of nowhere) ladies and non-ladies, I give you the first chapter of GFA's Danny!
In darkness, a storybook was laid down. It opened by itself. The pages turned by themselfes as a voice narrated.
"Once upon a time there was a lovely princess. But she had an enchantment upon her of a fearful sort which could only be broken by love's first kiss. She was locked away in a castle guarded by a terrible fire-breathing dragon. Many brave knights had attempted to free her from this dreadful prison, but none prevailed. She waited in the dragon's keep in the highest room of the tallest tower for her true love and true love's first kiss…"
There was a pause, and then whoever was reading laughed and ripped a page out of the book.
"Yeah, right! Like that's ever gonna happen!" The voice said sarcastically. "What a load of-"
The sound of a toilet flushing coming from an outhouse in the middle of some woods was then heard, drowing out that last word. A 15-year old boy stepped out of the outhouse. He had white hair, glowing green eyes, and wore a black jumpsuit with white gloves, white boots, and a white belt. On the chest of the suit were the letters "D" and "P" intercepting with each other. The boy was a ghost by the name of Danny Phantom. Danny strectched and looked around at the swamp he lived in and the house made out of trees. It didn't look like much, but to Danny, it was home. And right now, it was time for Danny's morning routine.
Gravekeeper's Fanfic Author Presents...
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was lookin' kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
GFA's Danny
The years start comin' and they don't stop comin'
Fed to the rules and hit the ground runnin'
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart, but your head gets dumb
Danny scooped up some mud from the ground with a bucket and placed the bucket on a tree branch. After taking off all his clothes (A/N: No pervert jokes!), he tilted the bucket and spilled the mud over himself. He bathed himself while whisteling a tune and slapping mud onto the ground.
David Kaufman as Danny Phantom
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with takin' the backstreets?
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
After getting dressed, Danny grabbed a slug and squeezed the goo out of it onto a small bone, and brushed his teeth with it. When he was done, he smiled to a mirror. It shattered.
Matt Hill as Ed
Samuel Vincent as Edd
Tony Sampson as Eddy
Hey, now you're an all-star
Get your game on, go play
Hey, now you're a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
Danny then fired an ecto-blast from his hand into a nearby pond. A second later, a dead fish bobbed to the surface, killed by the ecto-blast. Danny smirked as he took the fish.
Grey DeLisle as Samantha "Sam" Manson
It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now, but wait till you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
Danny then pushed a slug out of a log and used it's goo as paint to paint something. When he was done, he gave his "work of art" a kiss and placed it infront of his house. It was a "KEEP OUT" sign. He then went into his home, cooking up a big meal for himself, and himself only. Not that he's expecting visitors anyway.
Jeff Bennett as Lord Hamsterwheel (Hamsterviel: That's Hamsterviel, you oh-so stupid writer-author person, you! Me: Will you shut up allready?!)
The ice we skate is getting' pretty thin
The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
My world's on fire
How 'bout yours
That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored
Meanwhile, in a near-by village, a mob had formed a plan. A plan to get a certain ghost boy.
Hey, now, you're an all-star
Get your game on, go play
Hey, now you're a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
As the song went on, the mob grabbed their torches and pitch forks.
Danny, meanwhile, ate his dinner happily. The sun was going down, so Danny held up a match. He then burped, which created a flamethrower when it met with the match, right into his fireplace.
Back in the village, the villagers set fire to their torches. After talking a while, they stormed the forest…all the while the ghost ate the fish he caught earlier and sat down on the couch for some peace and quiet.
But then, Danny heard a sound outside. He looked outside, and saw the angry mob.
Danny groaned. "Can't they just leave me alone? How many times do I have to put up with this? They do this every week!" So he turned invisible and phased through the wall of his house to go take care of his "guests".
Hey, now, you're an all-star
Get your game on, go play
Hey, now you're a rock star
Get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shootin' stars break the mold
The villagers tiptoed quietly through the bushes, not planning to let Danny know they have arrived, oblivious to the fact that Danny was right in front of them, still invisible. They stopped right in front of Danny's home.
"Is it in there?" A man asked, concerned. The man he was speaking to nodded. The first man smirked and steped forward. "Allright, let's get it!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, are you crazy?!" The mob leader snapped quietly, stopping the first man. "Don't you know what that thing can do to you if it catches you?"
"Yeah! It'll grind your bones to make its bread," Agreed another man.
"Oh really?"
The mob gasped as Danny turned visible in front of them, floating off the ground.
"No, that's a giant," Danny said as he floated twords the mob. They all stepped back. "Now ghosts? Oh, they're much worse. They'll make a suit from you freshly peeled skin."
"No!" A member of the mob yelped in terror.
"Shave your liver…squeeze the jelly from your eyes!" Danny paused. "Actually it's quite good on toast."
"Back!" The mob leader yelled as he waved his torch in front of Danny. "Back, spirit!" Danny simply blew the torch out. "Er..right."
Danny took a deep breath, and...
"RRROOOAAARRR!!!" Danny wailed at the mob. They all screamed in terror as their other torches went out do to the wail.
Danny stopped and waited for the mob's reaction. They just stood there shivering, horrified. Danny leaned forward and whispered, "This is the part where you guys run away screaming like little girls."
The mob dropped their weapons and did just that. Danny laughed as they ran away. "And stay out!" He yelled at them.
Danny then noticed a peice of paper on the ground-probably dropped by one of the mob members. Danny picked it up and read it. "Wanted: Ghosts, toons, freaks, ect."
So that was it. The mob wanted to capture Danny and turn him in for a quick buck.
Danny rolled his eyes and tossed the paper away. He walked back to his house. It's none of his business and he shouldn't be bothered to deal with whoever's after ghosts, toons, freaks, ect.
Boy, was he wrong...
To Be Continued...
Well, whada think? R and R!