There aren't enough post-PP family bonding stories on FFnet, so this will be my attempt at changing that. Each entry is unconnected to each other (just a bunch of one-shots) and may be told in multiple points of view. Lots of Fenton family bonding headed your way :)

Danny didn't like being the center of attention. He found it irksome and oftentimes humiliating, especially around his peers. If he had to pick the absolute worst scenario, however, it would be having to go ghost during a family dinner.

It had been one month since the near-destruction of the planet. The enormous asteroid, composed entirely of ectoranium, was nowhere near Earth's orbital path anymore. Things had, more or less, returned to normal for the majority of Earth's population. This normalcy, of course, avoided Amity Park and its residents.

There were certainly some positive changes, such as Axoim Labs receiving a massive governmental grant to research the properties of ectoranium to prevent a scare like that from occurring in the future. Overseeing the project was Valerie's dad, allowing the two to return to their comfortable lifestyle they had enjoyed before the ghost dog incident.

Tucker and Sam were thrilled with their post-asteroid lives as mayor of Amity Park and internationally-famous superhero's girlfriend, respectively.

Danny, on the other hand, was not so happy with some of the new changes. Photographers and news hounds chased him on a daily basis. New ghosts were appearing everyday, hoping to be the one to defeat the legendary Danny Phantom.

For weeks, Danny was constantly gone, having no time left for his family, let alone schoolwork and friends. He was endlessly tired, but at least he finally had a valid excuse for falling asleep in Lancer's class.

To remind her son that he was still a part of a family, Maddie had mandated that the family eat dinner together Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

Tonight was Wings Wednesday. Somehow, Jack had managed to grill some buffalo wings without infecting them with ectoplasmic radiation, and Maddie was hurriedly preparing a salad, per Jazz's request.

Danny trudged his way over to the table, determined to show his family that he still cared enough to at least stay awake during their silly family dinner night. After all, his mom had gone to great lengths to make it worth it: a neat white tablecloth, a row of four green candlesticks in the form of ghosts, the good silverware, and actual dishes to top it all off. It was so un-Fenton-like that Danny could hardly believe it, but it was a nice change from the lonely, frozen tv box dinners of the past.

For four solid weeks, Danny had managed to brush off his ghost fighting activities in pursuit of a normal family life. Sure, he had answered plenty of his parents' questions, but the actual Danny Phantom part had been quite a rarity around them.

Unfortunately, he realized that was all about to change when his ghost sense suddenly went off. He had been so close to getting in just one bite of chicken, but of course, his duty came first.

"Can I be excused?" he asked lamely, hating the overly excited looks his parents were darting at him.

"That was your ghost sense, wasn't it?" his mom asked in a breathless tone as she scribbled down several notes into a notebook that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

Danny blushed as he noticed his parents staring unblinkingly at him, as though waiting expectantly for something utterly amazing to happen. He had never felt embarrassed about his ghost sense before, but with their gazes boring down on him like this, he almost couldn't suppress the desire to turn invisible and hide for the remainder of the evening.

"I think the ghost is in the backyard," his mom said casually as several windows were smashed in. Glass shards splattered across the linoleum floor, but none of the Fentons seemed too alarmed by this. Just another ordinary day at Fenton Works. "Should we fight it off or-"

"I'll do it," Danny mumbled, getting to his feet. Suddenly he realized how much of a chore ghost fighting had become. And now that his parents knew about it, he was definitely expecting a hefty raise in his allowance!

"I'm go-" feeling another wave of inexplicable insecurity wash over him, Danny shook his head. "Oh forget it."

He transformed, allowing the blue rings to pass up along his body, in full view of his sister and parents. Even after a month of them knowing about his secret, he still couldn't get over the sheer…weirdness of it all. At least Jazz had the common courtesy to not humiliate him further by applauding.

"THAT'S RIGHT DANNY! YOU SHOW THAT GHOST WHO'S BOSS, SON!"

Outside, Danny smacked his hand against his head as he silently begged his dad to stop with the obnoxious verbal encouragement. While Danny appreciated it when they accepted him for who he was, his parents, well...had a slight tendency to go a little overboard sometimes.

Then again...

The fact that they were still cheering once the fight was over- instead of drawing their own weapons in order to prepare to rip him apart, molecule by molecule- was more than worth the occasional outburst of Embarrassing Parents Syndrome.

Maybe Danny could get used to this after all.

Should I continue? I don't know if people even like post-PP stories, just because I've seen so few of them as of late. If people seem interested in these types of stories then my next entry will probably be The Fenton Menace: Post-PP style. Haven't written it yet, but it's an idea that's been buzzing around in my head for a while.

Let me know what you thought :)