Just an idea I had.

"G'night, sis'." Danny said in the surfer-dude accent that he'd been using all day.

"Uh, yeah, good night Danny." Jazz said, unnerved.

Danny closed his door, waited to make sure that no one would hear him, then grinned. He turned around and saw his ghost half on his bed, staring at the ceiling, looking as if he was trying not to smile.

Danny raised his eyebrow, and walked over to the bed. "Hey. Have fun?" He said in his normal voice.

Phantom made a small snickering noise, then he looked at Danny. Luminescent green met icy blue, and both burst out laughing.

"Oh god, they fell for it!" Danny said between laughs.

"Completely!!!" Phantom agreed. "'I call the Fun Danny!'" Phantom imitated.

Danny collapsed face-down on the bed, laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. Phantom wasn't doing much better.

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Once they calmed down enough to talk (and, fortunately, breathe), both were panting heavily, still grinning.

"Aha... Wow, I haven't ever laughed that hard." Phantom said, taking a deep breath.

"I haven't laughed like that in a while." Danny consented, wiping his eyes. "I love your ideas."

"Me too." Phantom replied. "This has got to be one of the, if not the best I've ever had. That isn't saying much, but still."

Danny nodded. "Did you have to scare Sam with the 'bright, primary colors' though?"

Phantom grinned again. "Did you have to say 'dude' in almost every sentence?"

Danny shrugged. "What's with all the alliteration? And, don't you think the bed sheet is a bit much?" Danny poked Phantom's shoulder and sat up.

"But I liiike the bed sheet... And it isn't a sheet, it's a cape!" Phantom said in a whine. Danny rolled his eyes and stretched. As Phantom laid down on his back, Danny flopped back down so that his legs were dangling off the bed and his head was resting on Phantom's stomach.

"Hey..." Phantom complained.

"Eh, like you really mind. Besides, you're comfy." Danny closed his eyes. It was Phantom's turn to roll his eyes. He dragged his eyelids over the shiny green orbs in his head, and sighed.

"Danny, time for breakfast!" Maddie Fenton called from downstairs.

Said black-haired fourteen-year-old opened his eyes and stared at his bleary ceiling. He felt something shift slightly under him, and he heard steady breathing. He turned his head and saw that he was still laying on Phantom.

Hm. They must have fallen asleep. He didn't know that Phantom could sleep...

He sat up and yawned widely. He then turned around and poked Phantom hard on the forehead.

"Wake up, sleepyhead." He joked.

Phantom's left eye opened and he looked and his human half tiredly. His eye closed, and he sighed, arching his back in an almost cat-like stretch, making a strained sound in the back of his throat. He plopped back onto the bed and exhaled.

"I didn't know you could sleep." Danny stated, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I only need four-and-a-half hours of sleep, and..." He peeked at the clock, "I got a good five-and-a-half. You're funny when you sleep, you know that?"

"How so?" Danny almost didn't want to know.

"You make interesting noises. And you talk, too." Phantom smiled. He flew up so that he was levitating lazily in the middle of the room. He crossed his right leg over his left, looking like he was sitting in a chair, and put his arms behind his head. He grinned when Danny groaned.

"Well, I suppose you should get down there. Don't forget the accent. We want to keep this up as long as possible."

"You got it, dude." Danny said, going back to the surfer-dude accent.

Phantom chuckled and flew out the window.

Oh my god... Was that... HUMOR? OMFG, IT WAS!!!! XD!

Yeeaah... I just thought this would be funny. Please review. -huge, pleading puppy eyes-