Danny Fenton slouched in his seat and started to contemplate. "This can't be good," thought Danny. He glanced out the window of the Fenton RV and watched the beauty of the Rocky Mountains speed past his window. His mind busied itself with digesting his situation. He was alone with his parents on a ski trip. Alone!!! The only plus side to this trip was that Jazz, before she went to her conference, had made his mom and dad, promise to not ghost fight and to leave everything ghost related behind. She even locked the ghost weapons on the RV, even though his dad kept wining about not being able to capture a yeti ghost. He had tried to invite Tucker and Sam along but they were too busy, but they promised to protect the town so… here he sat alone with his parents.

"Danny…Danny?"

"Huh, what?" said Danny having his mind dragged back to reality.

"Were you daydreaming honey?" asked his mom, Maddie, who thankfully was driving. If his dad had driven up the steep mountain they'd probably driven right off a cliff.

"Uh, yeah"

"Well, snap out of it Danny-boy, we're almost there" boomed his dad, Jack, from the passenger seat.

"Ok" sighed Danny as he glanced out the window again. They were pulling into the ski resort. In the distance he could see the slopes winding down the steep mountain and the ant sized people on them.

"If I wasn't so worried, I might actually be excited about this." mumbled Danny.

"What was that sweety," said Maddie.

"Um… I said… looks like fun." Danny stumbled out.

"We're going to have a blast," Jack said excitedly.

"Now don't get ahead of yourself, dear, we still need to pickup our ski gear," said Maddie as she pulled into a parking space outside a ski and ride rental shop.

Danny climbed out of the Assault Vehicle and stretched. The cool mountain air was refreshing and even though the temperature was well below freezing Danny barely noticed because of his ghost powers. He followed his parents into the shop. The walls were covered with skis and boards in every size and benches sat in the middle of the room. A young man about twenty five-ish with a gouty and too many piecing to count greeted them.

"What's up, dudes. What can I do for you today," he said.

"Yes, we would like skis and…Danny what would you like," Maddie asked.

Danny glanced around. He'd never done this before, but as a first impression, the skis looked complicated, you had to wear a ski on each foot and a pole in each hand. As with a snowboard it had just the board. Four items compared to one… Danny mulled it over.

"I'll snowboard," Danny decided.

"Awesome dude," the clerk said was he pulled a board off the shelf, "This looks about the right height." He handed the board to Danny. Danny did a double take. The board was black with white and, he couldn't believe it, neon green whirls.

"The universe just loves to mess with me," Danny said his voice oozing with sarcasm. The clerk then attended to his parents, with some difficulty finding skis Jack's height. Once that was done they dealt with the boots.

"See ya later, dudes," said the clerk as they headed out the door.

"Now the real fun begins," cheered Jack.

"I have a bad feeling about this," thought Danny as he glanced at his board.