A lot of people are probably confused as hell or intrigued by the summary.
Just for the record, it's true. I have merged Zelda and Danny Phantom, though you won't see Link till the next chapter. Sorry.
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or the Legend of Zelda. Just read the dang thing.
"Rise and shine, Danny boy!" And that was followed by an intense light for Danny Fenton.
"Dad, why did you wake me up at 3 AM?" Danny asked after glancing at the digital clock by his bed.
"We're going to visit an old colleague of your father's," his Mom answered, "and he lives pretty far away. And your father doesn't want to hit traffic along the way, so we're leaving extra early."
"Wonderful." He mumbled.
"That's the spirit, my boy! Now, get ready to go, otherwise you won't be able to help with loading our anti-ghost weapons." Jack Fenton said in a sing-song voice before bounding out of Danny's room with his wife in tow.
"Sometimes," Danny mumbled through his pillow, "I wish I was born into an ordinary family."
Danny got up and pulled his suitcase out of his closet. He packed…err, stuffed his clothes into the aforementioned suitcase, and when he was done, stumbled out through the hall into the bathroom. He tried to not look at his reflection in the mirror (which consisted of messy black hair, bleary blues eyes and dark circles under his eyes) while he brushed his teeth and a slightly more awake Jazz entered the bathroom.
"Where are we going, again?" She yawned while reaching for her brush.
"Ao wo." Danny tried to say through a mouthful of blue toothpaste foam.
"What?" Jazz got her hairbrush and stared inquisitively at Danny.
"I said 'I don't know.'" He reiterated after spitting the cavity preventing slush into the sink.
"Well, wherever it is," she said while grabbing her toothbrush and toothpaste, "it must be pretty far away if we're getting up so early."
"Oh joy," Danny said sarcastically, "we get to spend who knows how long strapped into seats in a van that is crammed full of gadgets I'd rather not know about," here he paused to splash cold water on his face to wake himself up, "that could spell a very pointy and early ending for me and every ghost out there."
"Hey, look on the bright side." Jazz tried to comfort her brother who is currently glaring at his reflection through his matted hair.
"What's that again?" He asked as Jazz left the bathroom. He watched her retreating back for a while, then grabbed a towel from the rack and whipped his face dry. He grabbed his bathroom necessities (toothpaste, toothbrush, etc.) and stomped back to his room. He threw off his pajamas, pulled on his usual clothes, and stuffed everything he could into his suitcase. He paused a second, and looked under his bed.
"Some call it being paranoid," Danny said as he pulled out the Fenton Thermos from under his bed and smiled triumphantly, "but I call it being prepared." He continued to stuff the Thermos into his bag.
After wrestling with its zipper for the better half of ten minutes, Danny lugged his bag downstairs and to the front door. He glanced out the door, and, after not seeing his dad, quickly made his way to the back. He threw his bag into the trunk, glanced around again (not wanting to help load all of their "equipment"), and dashed into the van.
"Great minds think alike, huh?"
Danny spun around to see Jazz already sitting in the back.
"I guess so." He said good humouredly. Jazz scooted over and patted the spot beside her.
"What's the plan?" he whispered.
"Pretend to be asleep every time they look in," she answered, "and with any luck, we won't have to pretend."
"Sounds good," he said as he strapped himself in, "glad I thought of it."
"Silly." Jazz said as she rubbed his hair and buckled herself in.
It didn't take long for the two teens to fall back asleep.
"Aww, look Jack, isn't that sweet?"
"Yeah. It's great to know our kids are getting along."
"Shhh, not so loud. You'll wake them up!"
"Right. C'mon, Maddie, let's load up the van."
"Eh heh, right. How could I forget?"
Teral and Laret have been quiet lately...they're up to something.
Laret: Please read and--
Laret, how come you always say read and review? If they got this far, they must've read it already, right?
Teral: Or have amazing self-control.
You stay out of this. Anyway, the first time I wrote this, I was so excited and it came out all crappy. I was so ashamed I deleted the document and had to start from scratch. The first chapter was originally longer than this, but I decided to let you guys have a sneak preview.
Laret: Please review!