I'm so sorry! I had written this a few days ago and meant to update on Thursday, but I kept getting sidetracked...but it's here now, right?
Also, I realize that this chapter has no development at all, and it's really, really, REALLY lame, but I couldn't think up any other scenarios to write down...but trust me, if I do have any new ideas for this fic, I'll write them down and replace them with this chapter, and thereby extend the story. But no promises.
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom!
After lunch, and a couple more boring classes, Jack finally headed home. He opened the door and was immediately assaulted by Danny.
"Come on," he said and dragged Jack downstairs, a feat he was easily able to do thanks to his huge size. Danny grabbed the Fenton Switcher and sighed with relief when he checked the power bar and it read that the device was fully charged. Two flashes of green light later, he and his dad were in the correct bodies. Danny experimentally moved his arms, then his legs. He jumped up and down, relishing the fact that he was small and skinny again. Jack hopped into the air hopefully, but landed on his backside.
"So, Danny," Jack began. "When were you planning on telling your mother and I that you were the ghost kid?" Danny stopped in his tracks.
"What are you talking about, dad?"
"Sam and I ran into the Box Ghost on the way to school today." Danny cringed. "After Sam sucked him into the Fenton Thermos, which, by the way, I'm glad actually works, we were late for your first period English test." Danny clapped a hand to his forehead. He'd completely forgotten about that test! "Sam encouraged me to 'go ghost', as you so aptly call it, and fly the two of you. I transformed into the ghost that I'd sworn to tear apart molecule by molecule, became what I'd perceived to be my worst enemy, and used his powers. Flying is really fun, by the way." Danny chuckled.
"Anyway," Jack continued, "during your study hall, my best friend Vlad came to drop by. It turns out he's half ghost as well. Did you know that?" Danny nodded. "He's really powerful. I tried to get him head-on, and I even used your ectoblasts, but he beat me easily."
"Yeah, he came here afterwards," Danny told him. "He tried to take Mom, but I got him into the Ghost Zone using a Fenton Bazooka." He expected his dad, to compliment his ghost-fighting skills, obviously inborn, what with him being a Fenton and all. What he didn't expect was for his father to be looking at him with a serious facial expression.
"Danny, how do you think it feels to find out that your own son is the person that you've been hunting for so long? And on the very same day, to find out that your best friend is actually an evil ghost that wants you dead?" Danny sighed.
"I guess I should have told you sooner…it's just, my life's been so complicated recently…"
"Yeah, I found that out, too. Why didn't you tell us you were being bullied by that blonde jerk?"
"You mean Dash?"
"Whatever. Even if you didn't want to say anything about it to your mother and I, you could have at least used your powers to get back at him." Danny looked up at him hopefully.
"You mean…you accept the fact that I'm half ghost?"
"Of course I do! You fight ghosts on a daily basis, you have to sit through those stupid Lancer tests, you get bullied by football players and take it silently when you could easily beat them all to a pulp, you have to deal with a guy your dad thought was great but is actually evil, all of which are more than enough to warrant my respect…but above all you're my son. Your life is hard enough without your mother and I shooting at you every other day. Oh, by the way, you failed that English test. But I'll try to be more considerate next time you bring home C's."
"Thanks. I should also give you a little more credit. I saw the kinds of things that go into making some of your weapons…how you put all that stuff together is way beyond me." Jack chuckled.
"That's what college is for, son. That, and meeting chicks! By the way, I got you and Sam together and you're supposed to go to her house tonight." Danny gawped at him.
"You WHAT?"
"I told her that you loved her, and she said she loved you too and kissed me and told me to go to her place tonight, thinking that it was you. I for one won't be surprised if you don't come home until tomorrow after school." Danny blushed.
"Oh, by the way, Mom is really impressed with how you beat back Vlad. I wouldn't be surprised if you get a little lucky too, as much as it makes me want to barf just thinking about that."
"Jack, Danny, dinner's ready! We're having leftover chicken!" Maddie called from the kitchen. Father and son shot each other one last look of mutual understanding, and then ran upstairs for dinner.
THE END
(I think)