Super long AN ahead, feel free to put your fingers in the air and scroll past like you just don't care if you really don't care:

A little background is probably necessary for this story, because it's definitely not going to be my normal foray.

It started on tumblr as a sentence story in the style of sapphireswimming's Apricity (which does a TON of AWESOME superphantom sentences). While I post my Gravity Falls ones on this site under Boscaresque, I do a bunch of crossovers for any Superphantomfalls combination for tumblr requests. One day sapphire sent requests for a series of superphantom crossovers, the last of which was prompted by "Connection". I really didn't expect to get feedback from it, but within a day that set was one of the most popular I'd done and there were a bunch of tags dying for a full fledged fic based on that last sentence. I obliged with a short drabble that is this first chapter and next thing I know I have three posts, enough ideas to fill a verse, and recommendations from people (*cough*sapphire*) to post it here on ffn.

So here's the original sentence and the first drabble, and I'll try to post the next two within a week or so! This'll be a mutlichapter adventure, but other than the first two sentences making up the "beginning" of this verse (unless I play with any of the many ideas of how the characters met, etc.) the chapters are not guaranteed to be in chronological order. I'll try to end each AN with where I think the story fits in the timeline.

So enjoy this strange connection!

The original story yes it is the summary too

Connection: The Winchesters questioned the teen psychic's mysterious connections to the Other Side (or "the Zone", as he called it during rare slip-ups), but they were willing to look the other way if it meant they could seance Bobby's ghost for advice without compromising their "if it ain't human, kill it" mentality.

The Winchesters were driving through the minor city of Amity Park, Illinois on a hunt that they found in the newspaper while staying outside of Chicago. It wasn't much, just a minor salt and burn, and the fact that the "resident ghost experts" couldn't even take care of this simple of a haunting just added more evidence to the Winchesters' belief that the supernatural should never be left to "the professionals".

Although most arguments against that claim don't make it past a simple reference to the Ghostfacers.

They were carrying the shovels to finish packing up the Impala. The graveyard here was inaccessible to automobiles and Sam had been making laps to put the rock salt and kerosene away while Dean filled in the now empty grave. The night was clear and dark and silent, the perfect evening for a nice relaxing mindless hunt.

"You didn't have to kill him. He wasn't going to hurt anyone else." Dean swore and Sam nearly jumped out of his skin at the voice that called out to them, neither hunter having even picked up on the fact that another person was present. Leaning on the ornate gate marking the entrance to the Eternal Garden Graveyard was a dark-haired teenager in a white t-shirt and jeans. His piercing blue eyes were partially covered by the fringe of his hair, but it was obvious from his eye contact that he was speaking to the Winchesters.

"Who the hell are you kid?" Dean finally yelled across, his voice booming with a almost unconfident loudness compared to the boy's conversational tone that seemed to just carry itself across the open space.

"My name's Danny. But that boy's name was Sidney Poindexter, and he was just trying to get back at bullies like those who killed him when he was a student at Casper High. He spent 40 years trapped in that school watching things go on, never interfering before he snapped, but he was trying to gain control of himself again. He hadn't hurt anyone in over a week, and was even starting to manage his obsession by helping the abused without taking it out on their abusers."

"And how do you know all of this?"

"He told me. It's a wonderful thing, what words will do when you actually have the guts to ask questions first and shoot later."

Now it was Sam's turn to look skeptical, "a ghost who had killed two members of the Casper High football team just sat down and told you all of this?"

"Yeah, sorry kid, but normally ghosties aren't really into all that tea time therapy crap." Dean couldn't help but butt in.

"I talk to a lot of ghosts around here. Some are more personal than others, but it's amazing how much they'll share about what they know if you promise to do a couple of harmless favors in the real world. Just a chance to try to talk sense into people they cared about can do wonders for keeping the rage at bay, even if it comes through a third party." The boy shrugged as he stood up, the two movements combining into a single fluid roll of his spine. "Oh well, I'll just have to tell Bobby I did my best."

And he found himself slammed back against the stone wall as Dean crossed the distance at an almost inhuman speed, shovel pressed against the younger boy's throat and a snarl on his face. "Don't you dare mention Bobby like you actually speak to him."

Danny's expression never changed, the stare of those soul-piercing eyes only breaking for a second as he made an unimpressed blink. "You know, I wasn't really sure about the old man's terminology, but I guess he really was justified in saying 'those two idjits might not believe me when I first bring him up'."

The shovel shook in Dean's quivering grip, but the force with which in pinned Danny back never wavered. "...Bobby?"

"I have more proof if you need it. Bobby Singer is more of a need to know person, but when it came to convincing you two that I'm not some insane demon out to kill you, there were a lot of personal details that suddenly fell under need to know."

A parting note: Because I wrote this verse very quickly and without much planning on my part, I've tried on tumblr to be very open in logging my thought process with it and little details I like to emphasize in the smaller works (like this one). Hopefully now that I'm writing this out I'll actually do things with them rather than simply wishing I had time to, but ehh finals are in a week here then summer classes so still not sure on that one. But if you want to see way more than you ever wanted to about this, either check out my tumblr (same url) or feel free to ask in a review and I'll reply with those posts/answers to any other questions. I don't have a firm plot line here so I'm chill with handing out spoilers like candy if that's what you want.