I do not own Danny Phantom.

Second in the Hip Talk series. Other stories are Hip Teen Talk and Hip Teen Talk: Technus Edition. This story picks up immediately from where Hip Teen Talk, the first in the series, ended.

Any lingo not explained in this chapter is most likely in Hip Teen Talk.

Internet Slang Legend

JC- Just Chill
ACORN- A Completely Obsessive Really Nutty Person
BIFO- Bring It Freaking On
CY- Calm Yourself
DPUP- Don't Poop Your Pants
DA- Dumb a**

Hip Teen Talk: Vlad Edition

"Well, this was worth it," said Danny as he popped the last of his fries into his mouth.

"Easy to say that now. We're not busted yet, which means no punishment," pointed out Sam, who then proceeded to slurp up the last of her drink.

"It can't be too bad," reasoned Tucker. "I mean, we've skipped class before. And we've driven teachers out of their minds before. Its stuff they ought to be used to by now."

As they were all finished their lunch, they stood up and put their trash in the bin before setting off outside. They did not have the desire to go back to school, so they decided to just walk aimlessly into town, which was really the only place they could go.

"Do you think Lancer finished his lecture yet?" Tucker asked. "Well, it's more of a rant than a lecture, but still."

"Nah. The guy could go on for hours," Danny replied. "You know how he gets. So we're good. At least until he realizes we skipped out."

Sam sighed and kicked at the ground. "I'm bored," she muttered. "And we got out of class so we wouldn't be bored."

"We can't really do anything. It is still school time. And unfortunately, we're pretty well-known in this town," said Danny.

After a moment of walking in silence, they found themselves outside of City Hall. Tucker winced. "Uh…this might not be the best place to be right now. I don't think the people here are supportive of skipping school."

"Especially considering the guy who's running the place," said Danny bitterly. "Let's get out of here."

"Hold on a sec."

Danny and Tucker stared at their Goth friend in confusion. "Why do you want to hang around here?" the techgeek asked in puzzlement.

"I got an idea." She grinned widely. "I know how to cure our boredom. You guys ready to get down and funky again?"

The two males exchanged gleeful glances before exclaiming "Totes!" in unison.

"Let's do this."

The trio slipped into the elegant building and stepped up to the secretary's desk. "Excuse me, ma'am, but we'd like to see the mayor," said Danny.

The brunette woman gave them a dry look. "I'm sorry, but you need an appointment to see the mayor. I'm also certain you kids should be at school-"

Danny slipped around the desk while the woman ranted at his friends and quickly overshadowed her body before she turned to look at him. After a brief moment, he phased back out and rejoined his friends.

"So we can him?" asked Sam sweetly.

"I'll let him know you've arrived," she said in a slightly dazed tone before standing up and heading over to the heavy oak door that led to the mayor's office.

Vlad Masters looked up from his work when there was a brief knock on his door. "Come in."

His secretary walked in. "Sir, there are some children here to see you," she informed.

Vlad blinked, surprised. "Send them in," he replied, knowing how it would look if he sent away children, and genuinely curious as to who it could be. Who on earth would it b-? Crap. Vlad scowled when a suspiciously cheery Sam, Danny and Tucker waltzed into his office.

"Shouldn't you brats be in school?" he snapped.

Sam gasped. "OMG, so hostile! JC, man."

Vlad opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Caught off guard by the girl's language, he tried to respond again but all that came out was, "Wh-what?"

Tucker leaned against his desk casually. "Yeah man. You are such an ACORN."

Vlad glared at the techgeek. "For the last time, I am not a froot- I mean, I am not an acorn!"

Tucker rolled his eyes. "Not acorn. ACORN. Sheesh. Know the difference, dude."

Danny threw his hands in the air in exasperation. "AFAIC, you're such an OM."

Sam laughed. "LOL! Like, ROFL!"

Tucker snorted. "LMAO!"

By this time, Vlad's eye was twitching, his face was purple, and he had had it. He had been ambushed by the most troublesome teens in Amity Park (and his life), they were speaking some odd language and he was pretty certain they were insulting him.

He stood up and slammed his fist on his desk, catching their attention. "If you three do not leave my office immediately, I shall fry you to a crisp."

Danny jutted his hip out and crossed his arms. "BIFOB."

"I mean it!" the man growled.

Sam hopped up on the desk and glowered at the now-flustered mayor. "CY, man. DPUP."

To their great pleasure, Vlad let loose with a frustrated and rather insane-sounding scream. The elder man leapt straight out the window and went tearing down the street, shouting, "I can't take it anymore! They're crazy! Crazy! Crazy!"

The trio watched the psychotic man race out of sight from the now busted window. "That's gonna hurt tomorrow," Tucker commented.

"Guess he forgot he could just phase out of this place," mused Danny. "Or fry us to a crisp, like he said he was gonna do. We must have broke him."

"Wouldn't surprise me. Well, that was fun. Guess we better get back to school and see how many detentions we get," Sam said with a sigh.

"Hey, at least we got out of his DA lecture." Danny said with a grin.

Sam shot him a withering look. "Okay, we're done with that now. Any more Internet lingo and I'll be the one frying people into a crisp."