A/N: Okay, folks, this is where I'm going to start keeping my oneshots. I have a feeling I'm going to be writing a few since I'm trying to work out all the ideas that are running wild through my head. So forgive me for not writing anything with a concrete story line/plot line, etc. I'm just trying to work things out.
Anyway, here's a seemingly random idea that came to me. I kind of decided to expand on some of the ideas I had in Boots but... that's not important right now. What is important is that I had started writing this about a day ago but had to stop when my mom told me to get off the computer. My original intention was to put this under humor but when I went back to finish it I wasn't in such a funny mood. So the ending is sad but the beginning is kind of funny (depending upon your sense of humor). So, I'm sorry is clashed so badly.
I don't own DP and if you think I'm lying the insane asylum is that way (points in random direction). Please read and review. And enough talk! Let's get this random story rolling!
Pre-Maturation Syndrome
"Pre-Maturation Syndrome?" Sam asked curiously as Danny began explaining his newest dilemma.
"Yep, my ghost half is beginning to grow and it feels the need to express that fact by making my life even more difficult," Danny replied.
"Go figure," Tucker said as he played around with his newest PDA. "But you gotta admit that it's pretty funny. The name shortens to PMS!"
The three friends were sitting on a park bench. Danny sat between Sam and Tucker leaning back on the wooden seat trying to relax. However that was no easy feat seeing as how he wasn't feeling that great.
"It's not funny Tuck. My powers are going wacko and my parents have no clue what to do about it. That's why I'm here, remember? I'm supposed to stay away from helpless buildings and people until my parents can figure out what to do." Danny massaged his temples and started to take a deep breath but quickly stopped. A tickling sensation in his throat alerted him to the beginnings of a ghostly wail… the fifth one this morning.
"Ghostly wail again?" asked Sam as she watched Danny hold his breath, trying to swallow the attack.
Danny nodded and pinched the bridge of his nose, concentrating. After a moment he sighed. "I hate doing that."
"I hate seeing you like this," Sam whispered more to herself then anyone else. She blushed as Danny looked over at her with a love sick grin.
"Ah… You two are so cute," Tucker commented. The techno geek held up his PDA and snapped a picture of the couple before they could protest. "I think I'm going to make this my new wallpaper."
"Tucker!" Danny shouted in frustration. He glared at the device in his best friend's hand. Every time he and Sam had a "moment" these days Tucker always felt the need to point it out and take a picture! He was so fed up with that!
Suddenly the ghost boy's eyes started glowing a bright blue and…"Oops!"
"Hey!" Tucker said as he looked down at his frozen PDA and hand. "I had three more payments on this!"
"Sorry! But I…" Danny began but Tucker cut him off with a wave.
"Don't worry about it man. I know it's not your fault. Still… Did you have to freeze my hand too!"
"I'm sorry! I…" Danny began for a second time but he was cut off… again! This time it was Sam who jumped in before the boy could finish his sentence.
"Tucker stop making him feel guilty! He has enough on his plate!" the goth reprimanded as she crossed her arms and leaned over Danny to get into the other boy's face.
"I know but he froze my hand! How am I supposed to eat or type or go to the bathroom?" Tucker retorted. He waved his frozen hand around as he spoke.
"Well go unfreeze your hand," Sam answered coolly.
"How?"
"Umm… guys?" Danny said hesitantly.
"Well there's a hot dog vendor over there," Sam pointed to a stand over by a trail that lead through the park, "go ask of you can stick your hand in the grill."
"Guys?" Danny asked for the second time.
"And how am I supposed to explain how my hand got frozen? What am I supposed to say. 'Hey mister hot dog vendor! My hand got frozen by my half ghost best friend. Mind if I stick my hand in your grill?' Hello! That might not go over so well."
"Uh, guys!" Danny said a bit louder.
"What?!" they answered simultaneously. They looked vaguely annoyed at the interruption of their argument.
"I've got a problem," Danny said worriedly. He was shaking violently. His eyes glowed green and his hair was turning white. "They don't want to stay inside anymore…" He trailed off as a massive shudder overtook him. He doubled over in pain, a jolt of power striking his core in an attempt to escape his too small body. Danny bit his lip as he tried not to scream in agony.
Sam pulled Danny close. She held him, rubbing his back and kissing his head. "It's okay Danny. We won't let anything happen to you," she said soothingly. She looked up at Tucker. "Tucker, call Danny's parents."
With his good hand, Tucker pulled out a cell phone and dialed the Fenton's number. After a few rings they picked up. "Um… Mrs. Fenton? Yeah, this Tucker. Danny's having some problems… Yeah, I think his powers are trying to come out of him… Uh, huh… Yeah. Okay. We'll do that." He flipped the phone shut and stood up. "She said we should find a field or something," he said. He looked at Danny who was holding his stomach and looking increasingly like his ghost half. "Uh… Do you think he can walk?"
Sam shook her head. "We need to carry him."
Tucker nodded. He pulled Danny onto his back (piggy back style). "Let's go!"
They both took off running into the park towards the forest… or at least tried to. With Danny on his back it was hard for Tucker to run. The boy's weight pulled him down thus slowing their progress. The good news is that no one stopped them. The majority of the people who saw them were bright enough to get out of the way. They were all curious of course but they didn't stop the trio's progress.
Well, most of them didn't… Then again, the DP Phan Club was never cooperative when it came to Danny's need for space.
"Ah cool! It's Danny Phantom!" Dash announced to the other Phans who were gathered together for their daily meeting in the park's pavilion. The other members looked up at this comment and immediately ran over to surround and bother the threesome.
"Hey what's wrong with him?" one phan asked.
"Yeah, he doesn't look so well," said another.
"Why is he on Tucker's back?"
"Can he sign my shirt for me?"
The Phans peppered them with questions, comments, and concerns. They pressed inward touching Danny as they bombarded the group with their questions.
Tucker felt Danny shudder. The ghost kid's body suddenly became warmer then usual. "Uh, oh. Danny?" Tucker asked.
"I really don't feel good," Danny moaned.
"Okay kids!" Tucker addressed the crowd. "PMS'ing half ghost coming through!"
The crowd froze. "What?!" they asked collectively.
Tucker took advantage of their moment of confusion. He rushed forward and pushed through them. He finally broke through the gauntlet of crazed phans and started running faster than ever for the forest. Sam was right behind the two boys, checking to make sure they weren't followed. Oddly enough, the phans stayed put.
It took a few minutes but the three kids finally made it to the field. The place was gigantic. It was roughly about the size of a football field and had plenty of space.
"Where should we go?" Tucker asked Sam. He shifted his grip on Danny as the half ghost began sliding down his back. He pushed the boy back up causing Danny to come out of his doze long enough to get a better grip on his friend. "I swear, what I don't do for you," Tucker muttered.
Danny tried to grin but it came out as more of a grimace. "Thanks, Tuck."
"I think we should…" Sam started to answer Tucker but was cut short by a gasp from Danny.
"Ow!" Danny gasped in pain. "Ow! Ow! Put me down! Put me down!" he cried.
Tucker looked around frantically before seeing a large rock. He ran over and sat Danny down. Sam dashed over and stood beside Tucker.
"Danny, are you okay?" she asked.
All she got was a scream for an answer.
"I guess that's a no," she said.
By this time his hair was a snowy white. As two white rings popped up around his waist the transformation into his ghost form completed itself. His scream became even louder and more pain filled. He lay on the rock, writhing, resisting his powers sudden revolt against him.
"Tucker we've got to do something!" Sam suddenly said. "Call his parents again!"
"Okay, but I've got the feeling that they're not going to be able to do much…" Tucker said as he dialed the Fenton's number again.
Danny continued to scream.
"They're not answering," Tucker said after a minute.
"Try again!" Sam said. She balled her hands into fists and watched her boyfriend scream in unimaginable pain.
Finally Danny stopped screaming but didn't move.
"Danny?" Sam asked quietly. "Danny? Are you okay?"
His eyes shot open. "Sam… Tucker… Back up, now…" he commanded in short pained gasps.
"What?" Tucker asked.
"MOVE NOW!" Danny shouted unexpectedly as his screaming restarted. His normal ghostly glow suddenly flared like a bonfire that just had gasoline poured on it. It shot up into the sky as his cries escalated.
"DANNY!" Sam yelled but it was no use. Her voice was drowned out.
When the light died their friend had vanished.
"Tucker, where is he?" Sam asked.
"I don't know…"
"Guys?" a familiar echo-y voice asked nervously.
"Danny!" both of them yelled with relief. They turned around and ran towards him, arms wide open. Danny grinned sadly and watched as they fell right through him.
"What…"
Danny sighed. "They out grew me…"
A/N: Now before any of you bother asking let me just tell you that Danny did die. His powers overcame him and killed him off. Like I said from the start, things get sad towards the end. So with that said, please review! Tell me if this is better than I think or if I'm right and this sucked. Thanks for reading!