I'm hiding behind my basketchair. Stitch comes down and almost scares me to death.

"Are they mad about the whole Desiree thing?" I asked.

"Naga." Said Stitch.

"You mean they thought it was okay?" I asked.

"Ih." Said Stitch.

"Well alright then. I don't own Danny Phantom, A Series of Unfortunate Events, or even Stitch here. He just works for me. Start the fic."

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Tucker, Violet and Sam ran over to Klaus and Danny.

"That was sweet, Klaus! Way to go dude!" said Tucker.

"Why didn't we ever think of that?" asked Sam.

"I'm so proud of you!" said Violet.

"I'd say you'd earned Jazz's room." Said Danny.

Klaus shook his head no "Me, Violet, and Sunny have always shared a room after our parents died and that's not about to change now."

"This was a big touching family moment but across town a certain Count was having some trouble of his own."

Count Olaf was in an alley pondering on how the heck he was going to do this. He had given up on trying to kill Jack, merely attempting it proved to do more harm than good…and he had the bruises to prove it.

"Damn it I need some inspiration!" shouted Olaf.

He kicked a trash can over causing the vermin that had made its home there to come running out. It turned around and saw Count Olaf.

"AAAGH! IT'S THE MONKEY RAT!" shouted Count Olaf.

The rat hissed latched itself onto Count Olaf's face biting and scratching. Count Olaf ran around in a circle desperately trying to get rat off his face, screaming his head off. The rat only got off his face when Count Olaf was about to run into a brick wall.

Count Olaf hit the brick wall and fell to the ground unconscious.

"Well… that was special… let's move on shall we?"

Mr. Lancer had called a school assembly for some reason. Violet and Klaus sat with Danny who was next to Tucker and Sam.

"You're all probably wondering why I called you all here. I am here to announce that the school will be having an upcoming play. It will be a good chance for those students with 'poor grades' to earn some extra credit." said Mr. Lancer.

Danny sunk in his seat to try to hide from Mr. Lancer's gaze…it didn't work. Mr. Lancer managed to glare at him all the same.

"So therefore I encourage all of you to take part and boost your grade." Said Mr. Lancer.

With that the assembly was over and Violet, Klaus, Sam, Tucker, and Danny walked out.

"I don't know about you but I never want to go anywhere near a play ever again!" said Violet.

"I hear you. They couldn't get me to join even if I had all F's!" said Klaus.

"Why won't you join? I think it sounded like fun." Said Sam.

"Trust me on this Sam, they've had a real bad experience with plays." Said Danny.

"Oh it couldn't have been that bad." Said Sam.

Violet and Klaus glared at Sam showing her that it was in fact THAT bad. Sam decided that maybe they weren't the ones to help her with getting people to join.

Danny leaned over to Tucker and whispered to him "You'd better get out of here before she tries to make you join too."

"Good idea." Whispered back Tucker.

Tucker ran off and into the sunset.

"Well Tucker maybe you can…Tucker? Where'd he go?" asked Sam.

Danny pointed in the opposite direction Tucker went.

"He went that way." Said Danny.

Sam ran off in the direction Danny pointed screaming for Tucker to get back there.

"TUCKER, YOU COME BACK HERE!" shouted Sam.

"Let's go home." Said Danny.

"A nice quiet walk home would have been nice."

"Danny, are you going to try out for the play?" asked Violet.

"Like I said, WOULD have been nice."

"I don't really have much of a choice." Said Danny.

"What do you mean?" asked Klaus.

"You heard Lancer. It's the only way how I can boost my grade back up." Said Danny.

Because of ghost fighting Danny's grades had slipped even lower than they were before. This was the only way to improve his grades.

"Well while we were doing that, Tucker had made a discovery."

Tucker was in an alley of some sort and was in front of Count Olaf poking his unconscious body with a stick.

"Come on! Are you dead or not?" demanded Tucker.

Tucker jumped back when Count Olaf sat straight up.

"OOOW!"

Tucker ran out of the alley not wanting to incur the unknown man's wrath.

Count Olaf looked around to make sure the monkey rat wasn't near by. He started to leave when a flyer flew into his face.

Count Olaf took off the flyer and looked at it. It was an advertisement for the new school play. He started to grin evilly as a plan started to formulate inside his head.

"Okay, raise of hands. How many of you saw that coming?"

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Ghost Zone…

Desiree was flying in circles much to Ember's annoyance.

"I tell you Ember, becoming a good ghost has been more fun than I could have ever imagined." Said Desiree.

"Would you just shut up?" asked an angry Ember.

Desiree seemed taken back at Ember's anger.

"You're not supposed to be good! You're supposed to be evil, like me! Why you ever decided to get a wish out of that punk is beyond me!" said Ember.

"Oh but Ember…" pleaded Desiree.

"Oh just shut it! Frankly I've had it with your stupid goody two shoes attitude!" said Ember.

"What are you trying to say?" asked Desiree.

"What I'm trying to say is that this friendship IS OVER!" shouted Ember.

Desiree gasped and covered her mouth in shock.

"Now if you excuse me I need to go and find the punk who did this to you and make him pay! Putting up with you is a major headache and it's all his fault!" said Ember.

Ember started to fly away but Desiree floated in front of her with her arms stretched out.

"I won't allow you to hurt him!" said Desiree.

"Ha! Bet you people thought I forgot about this story! Well truth be told I was trying not to rush it, this is one of my good ones and I want it to come out just right. See you the next time I update."