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Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom, I don't own the basic appearance for Evil Danny, I don't own a line from The Wizard of Oz used in this, and I would just love to own the EVIL DAN PHANTOM! I love that! You can tell how completely obsessed I am with Danny being evil.

Rakahn: Really? Thanks! I try my hardest to be funny. Sometimes it doesn't work, but, whatever. As long as there is spur-of-the-moment humor, I live to amuse. I like them scrambled. More random, that way.

Cute Sakura Angel: No. If I did, I'd be referring to Dark Danny as Dan! breaks into fits of laughter His name is DAN! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Thanks for the review.

dArkliTe-sPirit: Yeah, it's based on that. Only, well, he has fangs and a collar on his cape and full gloves, instead of wrist guards. That fic rocked.

christine: Thank you for the praising part. Still, there are a couple of things I want to clear up with you. First of all, I never cussed. It was a one-time thing where Vlad was extra angry and it was censored. Second, of course me being there's annoying! The annoyingness is the whole point. I even mentioned once that my being there is annoying.

purpledog100: I know, I need to learn to make this longer. I'm trying, believe me. I don't really like LOTR. I just love this funny cartoon about Sauron. Thanks!

Chapter 3

Forget the Ring of Rage!

Teachersarenotghosts.Teachersarenotghosts.Teachersarenotghosts.

Danny, Sam, and Tucker were approaching Fenton Works. Danny noticed a very nice Jaguar parked outside.

"Wonder who that could be," Danny wondered to himself. He said goodbye to his friends and opened his front door.

"Ah, hello, Daniel!" Woa. De ja vu! Sure enough, there was Vlad in all his evil, hybrid glory.

"I'm guessing that was your car, outside?" Danny spat, venom coating every word.

"Yes. I had business here, and I thought, 'Why not visit my favorite family while I'm here?' I simply had to stop by!" the O Evil One replied, fake innocence obvious on his face. Danny wondered what Vlad really wanted. As if he'd read the younger halfa's mind, Vlad leaned in closer, foul breath forcing its way into Danny's nose. "You'll find out what I have planned soon enough, little badger," the villain whispered mysteriously.

After answering the annoying questions that parents always ask you after school (seriously, it's school, NOTHING HAPPENS!), Danny went onto IM with Sam and Tucker. Here's a paste of their chat.

PhantomFD2530: hi

gothicveggie555: hi

TechnoTuck874: hi

PhantomFD2530: guys, plasmius is my house, AGAIN! Oo;

gothicveggie555: ur kidding!

TechnoTuck874: wut duz he hav planned?

PhantomFD2530: i don't know. all he sed is that id find out soon enuff. that cant b good.

TechnoTuck874: nooooo, ya think?

gothicveggie555: tucker, this is serious! remember the dream?

TechnoTuck874: wow, there wuznt 1 IM-code word in that sentence! add in sum capitals, and ud b writing normally!

PhantomFD2530: focus!

gothicveggie555: focus!

Gothicveggie555: o, and danny, just try 2 stay clear of vlad as much as possible. If u cant avoid that, make sure there r people who dont know ur secret, k?

PhantomFD2530: k. thanx, sam.

As soon as Danny sent his message, Maddie called him to dinner.

PhantomFD2530: g2g

PhantomFD2530: dinner. bye

gothicveggie555: bye

TechnoTuck874: watch urself, dude

PhantomFD2530: i will. bye

TechnoTuck874: bye

PhantomFD2530 is now offline

Danny logged off and begrudgingly came downstairs. As he silently ate his meal, he occasionally looked up to glare at his arch enemy.

"What's the matter, Danny?" Maddie asked, conserned. "You're awfully quiet."

"I just had a rough day, is all," he assured his mother. He was relieved to be telling the truth, for once. A strange dream, a crazy girl, high school trauma, his arch enemy? Danny was surprised he wasn't already in the nut house! Just a few more years until that, he bitterly joked to himself.

That night, Danny lay awake in bed. He was having one of those times where you can hear things in the room below or next to you (a/n: That happens to me, a lot.). He could hear Vlad shuffling in the guestroom. Danny was on high alert the entire night. Lucky for him, though, he got to hear some of Vlad's sleep-talks.

There were points where he said things such as, "I'll get the potatoes, my little candy penguin," "There's no place like home, there's no place like home," and "Coconutty monkeys are attacking the minty freshness!"

Danny laughed at all of those. Yes, Dorothy, he thought to himself, go home. You're not wanted here. He tried to restrain his laughter so that he wouldn't wake anyone up. If you think those lines are just stupid and random instead of funny, then try hearing them coming from a sophisticated, intelligent, mature, lonely, single man in his forties. Yeah, I thought so.

Even with the entertainment, Danny didn't get a wink of sleep. Luckily, though, it was a Saturday, so all he had to worry about was sneaking catnaps. But, first, he had a funny little surprise for V-man.

At about 9:00, Danny still in his PJ's, he approached Vlad, who was reading the newspaper, with his hands behind his back. "Hey, Vlad?"

"If you're looking for a fight, Danny, you won't get one unless you have a good reason," the man replied, looking Danny in the eye.

"No, it's nothing like that," the boy responded. He then pulled a pack of mints out from behind his back. Vlad raised an eyebrow. "I saved the minty freshness from the coconutty monkeys!" Danny then broke into laughter for a few minutes, and then caught his breath.

"Alright, either this is some sort of inside joke, or you're more twisted than I thought," Vlad stated.

"No, you're the twisted one. Do you realize how loud you talk, in your sleep? I have a hard enough time sleeping with you quiet!" Vlad suddenly realized that what the child had said had to do with a dream he'd had, last night. It was one of the most strange, random dream's he could remember.

"Oh, yes, you are quite a riot, Daniel," the filthy, putrid, lonely, single ghost retorted sarcastically, saying "Daniel" as if it were a curse. The two of them glared at each other, and then Danny broke away.

Later on, our favorite trio was at Nasty Burger.

"Have you guys ever noticed that every single person in Casper High likes going to the same places at the same time?" Tucker asked.

"Tucker, you are the most random person I know," Sam commented, rolling her eyes before taking a bite of salad. "So, sleep well, Danny? Danny? Hello?" She looked at her friend, who was snoring face-first in his onion rings. She gently shook Danny by the shoulder, and he instantly shot up, an onion ring framing each eye, making him look like he had huge glasses on.

"Huh? Wha? What'd I miss?" Danny said quickly. The ghost-boy's friends snickered at him. "What's so funny?"

"Y-you're face!" Tucker managed to say before breaking into laughter.

"My face?" Danny repeated as the onion rings fell onto his lap. Rings of grease and crumbs now surrounded his eyes. He realized what had happened, and he ran to the bathroom to wash off.

That afternoon, Danny was laying on his bed, listening to music. He was smiling calmly and nodding his head to the beat, savoring the peace and quiet. Ever since he took up being a superhero, moments like these were very rare, so he wound down as much as possible. Unfortunately, his calm was interrupted by a red blast hitting him in the stomach. He winced.

"Plasmius!" he hissed in a voice that expressed an indescribable amount of hatred. He removed the headphones from his ears and stood up on his bed. To glowing blue rings formed around his waist and traveled up his body. When they were finished, Danny had a glowing aura, his baby blue eyes had turned a piercing lime green, his raven black hair had turned snow white, and his normal-boy attire had become a black and white jumpsuit with a letter D on the chest. For those who don't recognize the phenomenon, Danny went ghost.

Danny charged at the older hybrid, but he phased through the ceiling. Danny followed and ended up above his house. He scanned the skies for his enemy. Out of nowhere, Vlad's arm hooked around Danny's neck, gagging him. His hand had a plain gold band in it (band meaning ring, of course). His other hand grabbed one of Danny's, which the boy was using to try and pry free of Vlad's headlock. Danny tried everything to get his hand free; Intangibility, jerking, pulling–everything he could think of! He'd use his other hand, but he knew that Vlad would just choke him if he didn't continue prying. His eyes grew wide as Vlad placed the ring on his finger.

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Cliffhanger! Dun dun dun… There you go, a longer, cooler, more action-packed chapter! Review, or I won't update! See? An honest threat. Is everyone having oodles of fun at school? I know I'm not. Happy trails! AND REVIEW!

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