Guess what! I can read minds! *reads your mind* You are thinking….'These chapters haven't been as good as other's she has written.' Am I right? Well, here is my excuse: I have been thinking really hard on the Crashed Secrets sequel, I've been working on my book, and I have been working on my drawing. Like, not cartoons, but while my brother was watching T.V., I had my notebook-well, actually binder. I find them easier to use-and I wanted to draw something. At first I was just going to draw my own creation, but then I saw the position he was in, and decided to draw him. It actually turned out pretty well. But anyways, I'm done babbling. So please enjoy this chapter I wrote while thinking about making the sequel to CS (I'm tired of saying Crashed secrets 'cause I have no name for the sequel). And I think this story might be coming to a close. Anyways, enjoy!

Fenton Works, living room, Amity Park, 10:15 am-

The two year old little hybrid sat on the floor, completely content with the toys he had. Luckily, Jazz had reasoned with her parents some years back that they should keep their toys-or at least the ones that were still intact- for when they had their own children as well. So now Danny had something to play with as he chewed on the plastic ring.

Tucker still sat on his PDA, and Jazz and Sam were still reading magazines as they waited for the antidote to be finished.

"Jazz! Bring Danny down here please!" they all heard Maddie call. Danny looked up at the mention of his name as Jazz, Sam, and Tucker all stood up.

"Come on Danny! Let's go see Mommy and Daddy." Jazz soothed, trying to pick up Danny. But Danny refused to be picked up and settled with walking with Jazz's hand holding his.

The four made it to the lab and finally saw that the antidote had been finished.

"Jazzy-pants, you might want to make sure Danny doesn't see this." Jack suggested. Jazz gave them a quizzical look before her eyes widened in understanding at the sight of the large needle. Unfortunately, Danny saw it too, and at this age, he didn't like anything that was pointy unless it was a crayon.

"Pointy!" Danny exclaimed, ripping himself from Jazz's unsuspecting grasp and running up the stairs. Sam and Tucker quickly ran after him and shortly after about ten minutes, eventually carrying him down the steps, each of them holding an arm. "No! No! I doesn't want pointy!" Danny screamed, kicking and trying to get free.

Sam couldn't help but laugh at this. "Wow, Tucker. I think he might be worse than you!" Tucker scowled slightly at hearing this but didn't reply. Maddie walked over to Danny and grabbed the arm Sam was holding.

"Hold still sweety, this won't hurt. Much" Maddie added the last part mentally. She stuck the large needle filled with green liquid into Danny's arm, waited a few seconds, and eventually took it out, nothing left remaining. Danny continued kicking for a few moments before slowing down, his eyes drooping slightly. Eventually he quit struggling and Sam took him in her arms. He wrapped his arms around her neck, reaching his right thumb into his mouth as he started falling asleep.

"What else did you put in that?" Tucker asked as he watched the once energetic Danny basically power down.

"Just something to let him sleep until he's back to normal." Maddie replied. They all smiled at the now sleeping Danny.

"Let's go and lay him on the couch until he wakes up." Jazz suggested. Everybody nodded before heading up the stairs. Sam laid Danny gently on the couch and Jack laid a blue blanket over him, Danny's thumb still in his mouth. They all sat down, deciding to do something to occupy their time until he woke up and was, hopefully, back to normal.

Later that day, 5:12 pm-

Tucker, Sam, and Jazz walked into the living room. They had previously been in the kitchen, preparing some dinner while Jack and Maddie were downstairs, working on some things. Tucker busted out laughing while Sam and Jazz somehow managed to keep their laughter in.

For there on the couch, laid a fourteen year old Danny, his thumb still stuck in his mouth. He also still had that same look on his face he when he first fell asleep. He was, indeed, back to normal. They knew this because they had run some tests on him earlier to see if the process was working.

"This-this is too much!" Tucker laughed, doubling over, trying to get himself to calm down.

"Tucker!" Sam scolded, but could no longer hold in her laughter. Tucker managed to compose himself as he took out his PDA and walked over to Danny.

"There is no way he's gonna be making me do anything I don't want to for some time!" Tucker laughed as he took a picture. Danny stirred in his sleep slightly as the flash went off. Tucker backed off as he saved the picture. Eventually, the laughter managed to wake him up.

Danny stretched his sore arms and legs while still laying down. His eyes fluttered open slowly as he saw his two friends and sister holding in suppressed laughter.

"What?" Danny asked, confused.

"Danny, how are you feeling?" Sam asked, her laughter replaced by care and curiosity.

"Fine. Why?" Danny replied.

"You mean, you don't remember anything?" Jazz asked, smiling slightly. Danny just shook his head in response. Tucker approached him, his laughter just barely hidden.

"Maybe this aught a jog your memory." Tucker laughed, showing Danny the numerous pictures. Danny's eyes widened in realization as he started to remember everything that had happened. But the realization on his face turned to embarrassment when he saw the latest picture. He attempted to snatch the PDA, but Tucker pulled it back laughing.

"Uh, how long was I like that, exactly?" Danny asked nervously. They were silent for a moment as the thought about it.

"Well, you started aging back at about eight, and we got you to take the antidote at around ten thirty." Jazz replied. Danny's face paled slightly.

"You mean I was like that at school? I don't remember that part!" Danny exclaimed, bursting up into a sitting position, his feet dangling off the edge of the couch.

"Oh, quit worrying. It's in the past. Now why don't you come and eat? We made burgers, veggie burgers, and some other stuff." Sam laughed as the three walked out of the living room.

Danny sat there for a moment, blinking in surprise before heavily blushing and following his laughing friends and sister. Next time, I am defiantly not testing something my parents haven't tested yet to make sure it works properly. Danny thought to himself as he saw his friends and sister still laughing in the kitchen.

There. Now that that is out of the way, I need to finish Your Worst Nightmare, and a story I wrote, but need to type-still Danny Phantom- then CS sequel, then, maybe, season four. Please review!