Yay! A new fanfic! Soooo I was up all night one night reading others fanfics when I came across one about a maze of fears with Danny and his friends. Now, I hadn't slept in a while and sometimes when I don't sleep enough I go into what I call auto-pilot. Basically it's like sleep walking but I'm awake and aware, I just don't remember anything I said or did. It's not that fun. Well I still dream while I'm on auto-pilot and I had a dream that Danny Fenton, Sam, Tucker, Dani, Randy Cunningham, Howard, Jake Long, Rose, Trixie, Spud, Percy Jackson, Annabeth, Grover, Harry Potter, Ron, and Hermione all met by going through each other's nightmares. When I woke up I still remembered most of this dream and was like ding-ding-ding, LIGHT BULB! So I turned it into a fanfic.
As usual, for those who don't know, I only do one disclaimer per story instead of one each chapter, but it's a good one.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DANNY PHANTOM, RANDY CUNNINGHAM 9TH GRADE NINJA, AMERICAN DRAGON JAKE LONG, PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS, OR HARRY POTTER IN ANY WAY. IF I DID, I WOULD BE FILTHY STINKING RICH. AND I AM NOT FILTHY STINKING RICH. I REPEAT: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE FIVE SHOWS/BOOK SERIES LISTED ABOVE. SO DON'T SUE ME.
Enjoy a dip into my strange mind!
Chapter 1
"Mr. Fenton?"
"..."
"Mr. Fenton."
"..."
"MR. FENTON!"
Danny jerked his head up to find a very angry Mr. Lancer scowling at him from his desk. Danny yawned.
"Yeah Mr. Lancer?"
Lancer crossed his arms, still scowling at Danny, "Are you paying attention, Mr. Fenton?"
Danny stretched his arms, and yawning said, "Of course I am."
"Well then what was I just going over?"
Danny rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "Well, I don't think I understand everything, but...it had something to do with a book, right?"
His class snickered behind while Lancer pinched the bridge of his nose. "Can you be more specific?"
"A book we were reading?" His statement was more of a question.
Mr. Lancer glared at him while the rest of the class openly laughed now. "My class is not for sleeping, something I will discuss with you after class." Then he turned back to the bird and continued his boring narration on some book.
Danny propped his head with one hand on his desk. His eyes were half closed, and he was struggling to stay awake. He glanced at the clock. Only one minute left and it seemed to be going slower with each second. Danny frowned. It would be just like Clockwork to annoy Danny by slowing his classes down. He'd done it before. He gets really bored in his tower.
Then finally, finally, the bell rang.
The class rushed out, with the exception of Danny, Sam, and Tucker.
Danny shouldered his backpack and said, "Go ahead guys, I'll catch up."
Tucker nodded, barley looking up from his newest PDA. Sam glanced at Danny, letting a bit of worry show in her eyes before nodding, too, dragging Tucker with her out of the classroom.
Danny walked up to Mr. Lancer's desk, "You wanted to see me."
Mr. Lancer sat down at his desk and looked at Daniel Fenton. He looked, not exactly tired, but worn. He had dark circles under his eyes, which were duller than usual, and his hair was messier than usual. He was slightly hunched over and his clothes were hanging loose on his small frame. Lancer could tell something was wrong.
"Is there anything wrong, Mr. Fenton? Maybe something that's keeping you up at night?"
Danny looked at him, his expression never changing. He knew Mr. Lancer cared about his students, that's why he was so hard on them, especially Danny. Though he seemed to turn a blind eye to the bullying. Danny was surprised, not showing it though. Lancer was right, in a way. Something was keeping him up at night. Ghosts kept showing up around town, while he was trying to sleep. Emphasis on trying.
"I'm sorry Mr. Lancer. I've just been having trouble sleeping." Danny said, ending the sentence with a yawn. Mr. Lancer looked at him.
"I'm aware of that Mr. Fenton. Any particular reason why?"
Danny smiled humorlessly, "They're just nightmares." Then he walked out the door without waiting for a reaction.
"Cunningham? You awake?"
Howard looked at his best friend, who was snoring away in Driscoll's class. Howard smiled mischievously. Reaching into his bag he pulled out a big, black marker. Time for some payback. Just as he was about to draw a mustache on his best friend, Randy gasped, his eyes shooting open, and he went tumbling into the aisle. The class roared in laughter.
"Mr. Cunningham!"
Randy stood back up, looking at the very angry science teacher. And her skeleton husband.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeees, Mrs. Driscoll?" Randy asked sliding back into his seat.
"Were you sleeping in class again?"
"Oh no, no I would never do that." Randy said, trying to keep the sarcasm out of his voice.
Mrs. Driscoll sniffed disapprovingly, "I would hope not," she glanced at Howard, who had hidden the marker behind his back as soon as Randy woke up, "And Mr. Weinerman? Do try to keep from drawing on peoples faces when they are sleeping." She turned back to the board continuing the lecture.
Randy glared at Howard, who wasn't looking at him and whistling, tunelessly.
"What the juice man? Were you about to draw on my face?" Randy whispered.
"Haha, what? I have no idea what you're talking about." Howard whispered back. "And anyways, what the juice were you doing sleeping in class? You never sleep in class. And I don't count the times when you shloomp into the Nomicon."
Randy put his head in his arms and groaned. "I haven't been sleeping well, alright?"
"Let me guess, late night attacks." Howard started playing a game under the lab table he and Randy shared. "That's wonk. They won't even let you sleep now, huh?"
Randy sat back up, blinking his weary eyes, "Nah, McFist and The Sorceror sleep too. They hardly ever attack at night." Randy let out a yawn, stretching his arms. "I can't sleep 'cause I keep having nightmares."
Howard paused his game and looked at his friend, "Have you asked your stupid book?"
Randy glared at Howard, "It's not a stupid book, it's an-"
"-ancient, 800 year old book full of ninja wisdom." Howard interrupted, waving his hand aimlessly," Yeah, yeah, you've told me this a thousand times, Cunningham."
"Well stop calling it a stupid book. And no, no I haven't."
"Well why not?"
Randy shrugged. "I don't know."
"Mr. Cunningham! Mr. Weinerman!" Mrs. Driscoll glared at them from the front of the room, "What have I said about talking in class?"
"Uhhh..." Howard scratched his head, "You know, I don't remember."
"Well maybe detention will jog you boys memories."
Howard's eyes widened. Normally he doesn't mind getting detention, but tonight was game night! He couldn't get detention! He looked at his best friend.
Randy saw the pleading look on his face. "No."
"Please Cunningham?"
"No, Howard. You know it's only for emergencies."
"This is an emergency! Game night, Cunningham, remember?"
Randy groaned, "Fine but you owe me." He closed his eyes, Mrs. Driscoll was still glaring at them.
He opened his eyes and she gasped.
Randy Cunningham's usual sapphire eyes seemed to have gotten twice as big and about three times deeper, tears started to swell in the corners of his eyes but never fell, he brought his hand up to his chin, and slightly stuck his lower lip out.
The rest of the girls in the class sighed.
"D-do you really have t-to give us detention?" Randy said, his lower lip trembling.
Mrs. Driscoll squirmed where she stood.
"Ooohh, I love it when he does this!" Theresa squealed, making google eyes at Randy.
What she was referring to was Randy's puppy dog face. It was the sweetest, most adorably heartbreaking look ever. You were lucky if you ever got to see it. But if you were on the receiving end...you just couldn't say no to anything. He could wrap you around his finger. Randy loved attention, he really did, but not the kind of attention his puppy dog face got. That's why he used it so rarely.
Mrs. Driscoll stared at him, her eyes starting to tear up as well, "W-well...I...you-you see..." She wrung her hands uncomfortably, "May-maybe just a warning this time." Randy instantly smiled at her, his eyes going back to normal. "But you will have detention next time I catch you talking in class!" She said pointing her finger at him, as the bell rang.
Randy and Howard rushed out of class, grateful for the day being over.
"So what was this about nightmares?"
Here's some details about who all is going to be in it as well as a time frame for the story. I wanted them all to be kinda within the same age.
Team Phanton Amity Park, IL
1. Daniel (Danny) Fenton/Phantom
2. Tucker Foley
3. Samantha (Sam) Manson
4. Danielle (Dani) Fenton/Phantom
Ninja and friend Norisville, OH
5. Howard Wienerman
6. Randall (Randy) Cunningham/The Ninja of Norisville
American Dragon and friends Manhattan, NY boroughs.
7. Jacob (Jake) Luke Long/Am. Dragon
8. Trixie Carter
9. Aurthur P. (Spud) Spudinski
10. Rose Korosu/Huntsgirl
Demigods and protector Long Island, NY
11. Perseus (Percy) Jackson
12. Annabeth Chase
13. Grover Underwood
Golden wizard trio Scotland, Great Britain
14. Harry Potter
15. Hermione Granger
16. Ron Weasley
Pairings - actually, none but Jake/Rose, maybe a little flirty flirt flirt between some couples
Time frame!
For Danny Phantom - next to last episode. No PP, so no reveal, and no Danny and Sam dating
Ninja - after the episode "Snow Klahoma". Shadow Julian has been realeased into the world, but that will not be addressed.
Am Drag - after Hong Kong Longs, simply for Rose to be in it with her memories
Percy Jackson - sometime after the labyrinth but before the start of the 5th book
Harry Potter - week before school starts in their 5th year
To clear some stuff up - not all of these fears will be the actual, canon fears. Some i made up to add drama to the story, some for humor. Some I tweaked a little to better suit the flow of the story. Rose never had her last name mentioned in the entire series so I made one up. Can anyone guess what it stands for? It's kinda ironic considering what Jake's last name means. Also, tell me if any of the characters seem OOC.
Until next chapter my viewers of corn!