Ok I know it's been a while, longer than a while, and I posted a new story (go read) before I updated this…I don't know, I didn't forget about my place here, life just got confusing and this was the last thing on the list to be worried about. But it's summer where I live so I have two months to write.

Disclaimer- I do not own Danny Phantom or any related characters. They are the sole property of Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon Studios. The Jumanji plot also does not belong to me.

Kind of forgot the Jumanji disclaimer last chapter. Hehe, whoops.

(General POV)

Valerie stood waiting on Sam and Danny, getting more impatient as the two slowed down to talk-without her around. She had her suspicions when the two went behind a tree.

"What in the seven seas are they doing?" she thought aloud. She stopped walking and turned around, trying to peer around the tree. A flash of light caught her eye.

She squinted in the sun, gasping at what she saw. She moved a hand subconsciously towards her mouth. She blinked, but by that time Danny was back to what he was wearing when she met him.

She shook her head. She made a mental note to ask Sam about that later.

"Come on, we don't have all day!" the dark-skinned teen yelled. She crossed her arms.

"Walk a little faster Sam, your friend's getting yancy", Danny urged. He broke into a slow jog with Sam following suit.

She couldn't keep her eyes off of him. The way he spoke, the way he ran, and his eyes, his eyes were the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. His hair literally glittered in the daytime, the crisp white color reflecting the yellow hue of the sun.

She closed her eyes and shook her head to keep from going any further. "Get with the program, Sam", she chided herself. "Although I can't help but wonder…that…emblem…looks really good." She licked her lips.

"Are you okay?" a voice asked, waving a hand in front of her face. She hadn't realized she'd stopped walking.

Sam blinked and looked into the shocking green of Danny's eyes. "I'm fine, it's just…the game's getting to me, that's all."

Danny looked at her warily. "Are you sure?"

She shook her head and waved her arm. "Yes, I'm fine, Valerie is glaring at us Danny, let's go." She broke into a run, with the ghost boy following.

As the two stopped in front of her, she asked, "So where does this Tucker kid live again?"

"He lived on Jacobson Avenue. He was moving when I last saw him, that's all he could talk about. I don't know if he still lives there, but it's worth a try." Danny sighed and led the girls to his childhood friends' house.

Danny missed Tucker a great deal, wondering what he'd be up to now, ten years later. He would be fourteen like himself, probably a freshman in high school. Would he have a girlfriend? Would he have found a new best friend? Danny doubted the former, but he direly hoped that Tucker hadn't forgotten about him.

Valerie watched Sam watch Danny, she couldn't help but smile internally. "So she likes ghost boys. Whatever floats her strange little boat", she thought. She shook her head.

"His house was the blue one on the left", said Danny, pointing. "I hope he still lives there, because if he doesn't, we're screwed."

"I wouldn't go on a wild goose chase to finish a game", Sam said flatly. "There's got to be a way to get rid of these ghosts other than finishing the game."

"You got that right", Danny thought. "But the damage they'll do is irreversible."

The trio walked up the front steps, with Danny ringing the doorbell. The house looked exactly as it had ten years ago, white drapes on the first story windows, the potted petunias and hydrangeas still on the porch.

The locks clicked, and they looked up in expectation. The oak door cracked open. A boy with glasses appeared in the doorway.

"Who is it?"

"Tucker, you have to listen to me. Please open the door", said Danny. "You are the only one on this earth that can help us."

Tucker did as Danny asked, and stepped out onto the front porch, closing the door behind him. The turquoise-eyed boy had changed-he now donned a red beret with green cargo pants tucked into brown hiking boots, with a yellow long-sleeved shirt tucked into his pants. His aviator-style glasses sat smartly on his nose.

His eyes widened. "What…are…what's going on?" He moved to go back in, but Danny stopped him.

"Ten years ago, you played a game with a little boy named Danny Fenton at his house on Eastbrook Road. There were ghosts, and the little boy got sucked into the game", said Danny. His eyes were intense.

Tucker shook his head. "No, Danny was killed in a lab accident, his parents were ghost hunters. His body is still somewhere in the house." His hands clenched into fists.

"No Tucker, that's not what happened. You watched that little boy get taken in by a board game", he said slowly, gesturing towards the game in Sam's hands. "You and that little boy never finished the game. It has to be finished, Tucker."

The dark-skinned boy's eyes narrowed. "Danny is dead. How do you expect to finish it?"

"I'm not dead, I was in a game for ten years. I received a shock when I got in the Ghost Zone. I'm not exactly human anymore." Danny leaned against the railing. "You were moving when I left. You're still here."

Tucker stared at the sight before him. Danny? Not dead? Not exactly human anymore? What sense was this making? None. Who are these girls? They wanted him to play too. The one in the orange and yellow looked pretty good…

"Well if you're not dead, then what are you?"

The other two looked up in curiosity.

"I'm one of the two ghost hybrids on the planet. I am half human, half ghost. I have all the aspects of a ghost and a human. I can revert to either form at any given time. I lived among ghosts for so long that I can usually defeat any one I come across. I'm still the same person, just different physical issues." He chuckled.

The girls were looking at him in astonishment. "Did any one of you know about this until now?"

Sam looked at Danny. He nodded.

"He showed me he was half ghost-or human, whatever you want to call it. But no, I didn't know the details behind it." She shrugged.

"I didn't know at all, thank you", Valerie snapped. Sam and Danny looked at her. "I appreciate how the two of you went behind a tree, leaving me watch and find out on my own, and I appreciate your courtesy for telling me." She crossed her arms.

"We're sorry", Danny said. "We didn-"

She cut him off. "Don't. If we can't all trust each other, why don't we just finish the game and get it over with." She started down the stairs. "Come on, Tucker, it's your turn, we're all waiting on you."

"Yes ma'am", he thought. "This should be interesting." He eyed Danny, then began down the stairs also, with the other two walking slowly.

The walk back to the house was silent, with Tucker gathering his thoughts, and Valerie fuming, and with Sam and Danny feeling rather low. The two walked close together, feeling sorry for the other. Sam had lied to her friend, and Danny had lied to her too.

He leaned over to Sam's ear and whispered, "Something about her, I don't trust. I know she's your friend, but I don't trust her."

Sam glanced at him. "We shouldn't have done that Danny. She's irritated with the both of us, so right now trust is a major issue. I don't know. She's been acting weird lately anyway."

Valerie looked over her shoulder. "What was that you two were whispering about?"

"I asked him…if ghosts ate breakfast", Sam answered. "They eat similar things we do."

Valerie rolled her eyes. "I'm surprised at how well you took that, Tucker. Most people would have ran away screaming."

"Danny was my best friend at one time. I still care about him and to see him alive is one of the greatest relief's I could ask for." He sighed. "My parents did want to move before Danny left, but they decided against it because the schools were good in this area."

Valerie nodded. "I'm glad you didn't move, because we-and we meaning Danny and I-would have started looking everywhere. Sam said she wasn't going on a wild goose chase looking for you. But who knows now, those two seem to have a rather large interest in each other."

Tucker grinned. "Danny was always shy around girls. Even at four, he couldn't talk to them. So I'm giving him credit now, he'd be tongue-tied around Sam, she's pretty." He laughed out loud.

Valerie glanced back towards the two. Danny was carrying the game, with Sam staring off in random directions. Valerie looked at the ground.

The quartet reached the home, with Sam crying out in disgust. "The meat is still on the lawn! I can smell it!" She put her hand over her nose.

"Hold this, I'll take care of it", said Danny. "Is anyone around or looking?"

"My parents and the movers must have gone back to my old house to get other things, so no one I know is around", Sam answered. "And there's no one walking on the streets."

Danny's hand glowed a dark green, with the color glowing brighter as it became more powerful. He blasted away all the meat in sight. The yard was singed black, but it was better than before.

Sam looked at him earnestly. "Thanks for that."

He nodded, looking into her amethyst orbs. "There's a table and chairs on the back patio. Come on."

Sam put the game down and opened it. She took her seat next to Danny, while Tucker and Valerie sat across from them. Tucker picked up the dice.

He stared warily at the game. "I don't think I can do this anymore. Everything's so real, it brings back a memory I wish I didn't have." He glanced at Danny. "I'll watch you guys play."

Sam groaned. "You are the one that's supposed to go next!"

"It's okay Sam. We can fix this on our own", said Danny. "Tucker, hand me the dice, we'll pack up the game and you can go home."

Sam and Valerie looked at him, stunned.

But just as Tucker was handing over the dice, Danny moved his hand, and the dice rolled on the game board.

"You tricked me!" he yelled.

"Sorry. Spend ten years in a living hell and see if you don't learn a thing or two", said Danny. "Read the rhyme, Tuck."

"Away from walls

Away from doors

You find he crawls

Even on doors."

"Um…okay?" said Valerie. "Do you know what this means Danny?" She looked at him, reading his expression. "Danny?"

He stood up, walking backwards onto the singed grass. "You find he crawls, even on doors", he breathed. "I don't like the sound of that."

"Do you have any idea what it means?" Valerie asked again, this time hastily.

"…Plants…and lots of them."

"Plants won't hurt." Sam smiled. "We get a break this time."

"There is no such thing as a break in this game, Sam. Plants are good, but a lot can kill you. We have to-"

He stopped short. The dead vines and plants on the back of the house were turning a very alive green again, with all the flowers in bloom. Even more roots and flowers sprang out of nowhere, covering the house and lawn. The roots were very thick, impossible to break by hand. The flowers were beautiful, but their beauty was deadly.

In record time the entire property was covered in growth. Valerie shrieked. "There's a vine wrapping around my feet!"

"Stay still!" Danny ordered. He blasted the vine with a ghost ray. Valerie climbed on the chair.

The roof cracked, leaving it in shambles. The shingles were going in every direction, some flying off into the street or the neighbor's yards. An extremely large green mass came out of the roof.

"Danny…please tell me you've seen this before", Sam whispered. "I didn't come all this way to become plant food."

More cracking echoed around them, and a bird like face formed on the mass on the roof.

"Ghost boy", it said, leaning down to Danny, "we meet again." The beak-like mouth of the creature was dangerously close to Danny's face.

"Undergrowth."

Big thanks to Dannyandsamlover for sticking with me, providing the riddles to the story. I hope you all like it, and the cliffhangers I can't help. :)