AN: You wanted it so here it is! Thanks for all your help with name ideas and enjoy the story!

I don't own Danny Phantom, but if I did, I would bring it back.

May I be Excused?

Chapter 1:

It was Friday afternoon and the outside of Casper High was packed with students. Laughter and conversation filled the air as students began making their way home after a long day, ready to enjoy their free time. Within Casper High, the atmosphere was a lot calmer, the thick walls muting the noise from outside. No students lingered in the halls, all them having made their escape as quickly as possible, but the teachers remained.

It was a a tradition among the staff to meet together after school hours in order to have a relaxing chat with each other. Though no one knew who started the tradition, it was faithfully kept. For the members of the Casper High staff found that only their fellows could truly understand the joys and hardships that comes with teaching the younger generation. Even though it was only the first week of school, all of them still met together in the teachers lounge. Each would get a relaxing cup of their preferred beverages and settle down somewhere in the room.

One women stirred a little extra cream into her hot chocolate. She was average height and weight, with brown hair pulled into a bun. She blew on the steaming cup before taking a sip, her green eyes lighting up in pleasure.

"That hits the spot," the woman sighed as she walked over to a chair, sitting down carefully so not to spill on her white blouse or brown skirt.

"The way you're cradling the cup Cassie, you'd think it was already the middle of the school you," a man on the couch commented with a slight smirk. He was tall and thin, with sandy colored hair and dull blue eyes.

"Oh please Mr. Smith," Mrs. Cassie replied with a roll of her eyes. "If it was the middle of the year, I'd be chugging this stuff to calm me down, not sipping it calmly. It's hard hard teaching kids math."

"That's your own fault for picking a subject most people hate," Mr. Smith remarked. "Not to mention one most people consider to be useless later and life."

"Like History is any better?" Mrs. Cassie asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Of course," Mr. Smith replied with pride. "We must learn from the past in order to mold a better future."

"Can you two please not start another Math vs. History debate?" Mr. Fulluka, the Biology teacher, asked. He was a rather short man with large glasses. The little hair he had was gray. "It's the first week of school and I want to enjoy the peace as long as I can."

"Like you can talk," Mr. Smith replied. "Your debates with Mrs. Cygert over which science class is harder can get pretty heated."

"But we don't have them as nearly as often as you two," Mrs. Cygert, the Chemistry and lab teacher, said. She was a tall skinny woman with short red hair and a large nose. "But I do agree that we should enjoy this peaceful time while it lasts. Before the students begin to give us trouble."

"Speaking of students," Mr. Wolfe began. He was the mythology teacher and he had gray hair and a big mustache. "What do you think of this years' freshman?"

"I have a few wonderfully creative souls in my class," Mrs. Fletcher, the art teacher, gushed. She had bushy brown hair and freckles. "I can't wait to help them learn to express their innermost thoughts."

"Unfortunately most mine seemed like a bunch of lazy kids that are just hoping to play video games all day," Mr. Rainer, the computer teacher, sighed. He was a tall overweight man with receding brown hair. "Years of studying computer engineering and I'm stuck teaching a bunch of brats."

"Most of them seem to be wimps," Mrs. Tetslaff stated. She was the gym teacher and she was a larger muscular woman. "But there are a few that will make fine additions to the football team. Mr. Baxter comes to mind."

"That's good," Mr. Smith commented. "The team can defiantly use some new blood so we have a better chance at winning."

"You and you're football games," Mrs. Fletcher sighed. "This school focus too much on sports and not enough on the arts."

"Perhaps," Mr. Lancer, the English teacher, agreed. He was a bald over wight man. "But it does bring us support and helps the school spirit. It's not like most of the kids care about the fine qualities of the arts, but I did have one or two that showed interest and that's enough for me. Although I did have one student come in late and I have the dreadful feeling it's going to become a habit."

"Really? Who?" Mrs. Cassie questioned. She was always on the look out for trouble makers. Students had a hard enough time learning math without having someone goofing off.

"Daniel Fenton," Mr. Lancer informed.

"Fenton... as in Jasmine Fenton?" Mr. Fulluka asked.

"Yes, I believe he's her younger brother," Mr. Lancer confirmed. "Though it doesn't seem like he share's her intelligence."

"Maybe he's just shy," Mrs. Cygert suggested. "He seemed bright to me even if he was quiet."

"Don't expect too much from him," Mr. Rainer commented. "His parents are nut jobs after all."

"Don't be rude!" Mrs. Fletcher scolded. "You can't judge and harass a child because of his parents. Danny was in my class and he has an amazing talent, though he was a little embarrassed about being one of my few male students. He did this absolutely marvelous night sky when I told the class to draw a scene."

"Besides, while his parents might be eccentric, they aren't necessarily crazy," Mr. Wolfe added. "There are plenty of legends of spirits of the dead interacting with the world of the living."

"But we're talking about real life not fairy tails," Mr. Rainer protested. "And I don't really care. Mr. Fenton isn't in my class so I don't have to deal with him."

"He needs to be whipped into shape though," Mrs. Tetslaff said. "He's a pathetic wimp and I'm going to change that."

"As long as he doesn't cause trouble in my class I'll have no problems with him." Mrs. Cassie declared.

"One things for sure," Mr. Smith commented. "It seems like it's going to be an interesting year."

AN: Mr. Fullaka is in Doctor's Disorders and several of these teachers can be glimpsed briefly in Mystery Meat.