(Look, guys! Chapter 1 has been reedited to fit into character! Gasp! Why don't you pop on by and take a look?)

A/N: Hello and welcome, my dear readers! Here's a few things you might want to know about this one-shot collection—like how they're all mostly random and spawn of my messed-up imagination. Still, if you like 'em, you should adopt one. All of these are up for adoption the moment they're posted. Go nuts. Also, you're gonna wonder about the sometimes-pointless quotes at the beginning of every chapter, too, so I'll summarize it for you: The quotes are challenges (everyone likes a good challenge, right?) for whoever may want to continue the story. Basically, if you feel like taking one of my shots and turning it into a story, you can do the challenge of having it fit its respective quote—if you want to; I don't force anyone to do these things. And I'll give you something if you complete the challenge. Don't know what yet, but it'll be a great big SOMETHING. Just message me (review, PM, e-mail) about taking the story as your own, and I won't say no! :D

Also, if I absolutely can't help it or if you guys decide to do something really evil involving lynch mobs and pitchforks to me, I might actually continue some of these myself. People just have to tell me to do it. The death threats scare me, though, so try to keep those to a minimum, 'kay?

Blanket Disclaimer: I'll say it once and only once. I don't own Danny Phantom. Butch Hartman, Nickelodeon, and Viacom do.

Shooting Log:

1. Sundae Cinema: It's movie time! A new theater just opened in town, but there's a catch. It's haunted. But by who?
AU. Genre: General.

2. The Red Climb: Climbing a rope in gym was common routine. Secret exposure... not so common.
Genre: General, Minor Suspense.

3. Broken Mirror: An introspective look into the life of Sidney Poindexter.
Genre: General.

4. A Jack Fenton Oops Moment: An unexpected field trip and the newest Fenton invention is just begging for trouble.
Genre: Humor, General.

5. Graveside: It doesn't really matter that there is no explanation. As long as they're together, it all works out in the end.
Genre: (Teenage) Angst, Romance. Warning for first-person.

6. Command: Dash never thought Fenton could do that...
Genre: Suspense, General.

7. Popping Bubbles: Trapped and for the entire world to see. Life sucks sometimes.
Genre: Suspense, Angst.

8. Father and Son: Vlad's dreams are finally coming true. And life can only get worse from there.
Major OOC! Genre: Drama, Family.

9. Phoenix: The world is burning, and there's no hero to help us rise from the ashes.
Genre: General. Warning for confusion.

10. Your Biggest Fan: Obsessions rule humans just as much as ghosts.
Genre: Drama, Minor Horror. Warning for semi-tragic ending. Not really. Sorta.

11. Betrayal: When the betrayal of a best friend and two years of incarceration, drive you to do things you never thought you'd do.
Major (and minor) OOC. Genre: Horror, Supernatural. Warning for my first attempt at second person and craziness—and not the humor kind.

12. Letters: Death is hard for everyone. It's even harder for a five-year-old that doesn't quite understand what it is.
Genre: Family, Angst, Semi-Tragedy. Warning for possible tear-inflicter.

13. Puddles: Being dead sucks. Being dead and your killers being the only people that can see you, sucks more. All of that plus trying to make amends, sucks the hardest.
First Person. Genre: Humor, General.

14. Future Blossoms: Ariel Fenton loved her father. There was no doubt about it. But, seriously? She had to rescue him from the Guys in White? And in the past, no less!
Genre: Humor, Adventure/Action, General. OC Warning.

15. Operation AID: Every mission has a catalyst, a reason for being created. And although he would later hate it, this was his.
Genre: Action/Adventure, General. Fluff. Lots of fluff.

16. Caught on Tape: A secret identity's a real bother, especially when there's such a thing security cameras to watch your every move.
Genre: Drama, Minor Angst.

17. Away from Home: He never wanted to go back, not after all the tragedy he'd left behind. But, oh, did he miss them, so, so much...
Genre: Tragedy, Hurt/Comfort, Angst.

18. Continuum: He is the Master of Time. She is the Mistress of Space. One cannot exist without the other, or risk eternal destruction.
Genre: Friendship, General. OC Warning.

19. Of Red Bullets: Sometimes, there's nothing better than just playing an old-fashioned game of dodge ball. Oh, the joy.
Genre: Humor, Minor Action, General. Post PP.

20. Sly World: Don't let that cuddly face fool you. Foxes aren't only smarter than they look, maybe they're after world domination too.
Genre: General, Very Minor Humor. Pre-PP.

21. Absent: It had always been inevitable. It didn't matter that he was still partly human, he'd still become the ultimate evil.
AU. Genre: Suspense, Drama.

22. Coming Soon in the New Year...

My plan is to have a theater in some small town or something, and I'll be the manager. I'll be the crazy, old movie guy!
~ Quentin Tarantino

Sundae Cinema

"Okay, I get that you're into the spooky and creepy stuff, Sam, but you've gotta be kidding me."

Sam rolled her eyes, shoving the techno-geek past the revolving doors. "Oh, cry me a river, Tuck. You know it'll be fun."

Tucker looked at her, then behind him to his other friend. "Dude, tell your girlfriend she's crazy, would you?"

Danny, unlike Sam (who looked ready to explode in anger at the word 'girlfriend'), gave a tiny smile and chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "She's not my girlfriend," he said quietly, then, not even trying to catch the Goth girl's eye, turned back to studying the theater's south wall's color pattern like if it was a great painting.

"Why do I even try?" Tucker muttered. Shaking his head, he turned back to Sam as she payed for all of their tickets. He crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm sure you've heard the stories of this place," he told her. "It's probably the only reason you'd want to come."

"Duh," Sam responded, smirking, starting to lead the boys to the snack counter. "A haunted theater sounds like the perfect place for a ghost attack, don't you think?"

Both bickering friends missed Danny's silent smile at her choice of words.

Tucker snorted, stepping forward to order his snacks. "Geez, Sam," he mocked, "I thought you would've stopped believing in those stupid ghost stories by now." He took his popcorn and drink, fishing into his pocket to hand the money over to the greyish-looking vendor. "Didn't your weird little cousins tell you them or something?"

Sam raised a dark brow at him. "Maybe," she admitted after a second. "Doesn't make it any less interesting."

"Only you would find this stuff interesting." He took a sip of drink, wrinkling his nose as he thought. "You know, usually you're the one telling me things about how I should or shouldn't act. I feel like my mom now—gross."

Danny chuckled as Sam huffed, stalking off in faux-anger. "I didn't force you to come, you know," she said over her shoulder.

Tucker elbowed Danny, making the pale boy smile lightly. "No, but there's nothing better to do, right, Dan?"

Danny didn't respond, just shook his head again and followed after Sam. It wasn't long until Tucker was following, too, munching on his popcorn loudly. Soon, both he and Danny reached Sam again.

She gave them a superior look but didn't say anything, continuing to walk silently (aside from Tucker's loud chewing) until they reached their screen. Sam handed the tickets to the Ticket Taker, watching in bemusement as the also-greyish man stared at the tiny slips of paper for a full second, then ripped them in half, dumped the remains in a tub next to him, and muttered a bored, "Enjoy your movie."

"Ooh, the atmosphere is so exciting in here!"

"Shut up, Tucker."

The trio walked into the darkly-lit room, scanning it before deciding on some top seats. As they climbed, the previews glowing on the screen behind them, Tucker whispered, "What movie are we watching anyway? You never told me."

Sam glanced at him, beginning to scoot her way into the row of seats. She spared Tucker a dry look as he crab-walked to his own seat in an attempt not to drop his precious snacks before answering him. "It's just something about this ghost boy."

Both Tucker's and Danny's eyes snapped to her, but she didn't have enough time interpret Danny's look before Tucker spoke, breaking the spell and having Danny's face fall back into a peaceful, indifferent smile.

"You've got to be kidding me," Tucker exclaimed loudly, earning many rude stares. "More ghosts?"

Sam's eyes went from Danny's face to Tucker, and she frowned, annoyed. "All the reviews say it's pretty awesome," she argued, glaring. "A lot of people really seem to like this ghost boy. Some even say it's award-worthy."

Tucker huffed into his seat. "Oh, yeah, because I always hear about ghost movies when I see the Academy Awards." He jammed a fist-full of popcorn into his mouth and then pulled out his PDA. "Maybe I can beat my record in Doomed while you watch this stupid thing."

Sam smacked the PDA out of his hand. "Humor me," she said simply, watching as the techno-geek scrambled to fetch his beloved technology without spilling his snacks. When he was back in his seat (and after murmuring affectionately to the darn thing for a few seconds and apologizing to it), Sam continued, "Just give it a chance."

Tucker looked at her, pouting, but eventually did pocket his PDA with a sigh. "A chance," he repeated grudgingly. "One chance. Singular."

"That's all I ask. And, hey, it's starting."

"I can see that, you know. I'm not blind."

"Whatever you say, four-eyes." Ignoring the boy's protest and grumblings, Sam turned to her left, where Danny was calmly gazing at the screen. She elbowed him lightly, catching his attention, and whispered, "You're going to like it. I promise."

Danny nodded, smiling. "I know," he whispered back, earning himself a smile from the Goth.

When she turned back around to face the screen, his small smile grew, turning into a sinister grin. For a moment—one tiny second—his eyes were no longer a soft baby blue. Instead, they flashed a very strange neon green. But as soon as the color was there, it was gone, with no one to bare it witness.

Even so, the three teens looked up—two blissfully unaware for what was to come—as the opening credits started to roll and the curtains opened to reveal the debut of Sundae Cinema. It was promising to be one trip to the theater they'd be dying to experience...

An opening Danny Phantom motion picture by Sundae Cinema.

Enjoy the rest of the movies!
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