Author: ghostanimal PM
A new mandatory class has been ordered by Mayor Masters: Ghost 101. The trio thinks it's an easy A. Well, it is for them, but Danny's secret is immediately in danger when the new teacher begins the section on ghost types which includes halfas...Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor - Danny F. - Chapters: 13 - Words: 21,833 - Reviews: 268 - Favs: 197 - Follows: 140 - Updated: 11-15-10 - Published: 10-10-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6387955
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Disclaimer: I wish I wish I owned Danny Phantom! Desiree: -turns me into Butch Hartman- AHHHHHHHHH! CHANGE ME BACK CHANGE ME BACK! -is changed back-
I know I know I know I know I know I know I KNOW THIS IS SUCH A HORRIBLE (and very short) CHAPTER! But this simply did NOT want to be written.
Bad news: This is the last chapter.
Good news: There's a sequel planned.
"I was holding an ecto-gun," Mr. Simon finally broke the silence, holding up the hand-held weapon that was smoking his hand, half-hidden by his lapcoat. "Powered by ecto-energy. What's your excuse?"
"I...we...uh...," Tucker stuttered as Sam blushed.
"Let me guess. You two are Danny's best friend sidekicks?" Mr. Simon asked, smiling slightly as he headed over towards Alex and Danny.
"Not sidekicks!" Sam immediately argued. "We just help him!"
"Sidekicks then," Mr. Simon said as he quickly stitched Danny up.
"Mr. Simon...we know you'll get like, lots of money and stuff if you tell people...but...," Tucker began.
"Please don't tell anyone!" Sam cried out.
"Relax," Mr. Simon said, rolling his eyes slightly as he quickly wiped off some spare blood from Danny's stomach. "I won't tell a soul."
"How long have you known exactly?" Tucker asked curiously. "I mean...what gave it away?"
"I've known Phantom was a halfa since he was first created," Mr. Simon said with a shrug. "Just didn't realize his human identity until the wife came home with a story about a shrunken lung and knew that it was a sign of a halfa."
"You mean you didn't go purposely hunting down Danny's identity?" Sam asked, sounding surprised as Mr. Simon finished cleaning things up.
"No. I've talked to and been friends with halfas before. They were a very secretative type of ghost that mostly keep to themselves."
"There are other halfas!" Tucker spoke up, sounding a bit excited. "Like, other than the Midnight Damons chick?"
"Were," he corrected. "There WERE other halfas."
"Were?" Sam repeated.
"I'll give you all a history lesson on halfas when he wakes up. I don't like repeating myself," Mr. Simon informed them, picking Danny up gently. "Come on. I'll drive you somewhere we can talk. Any suggestions?"
"We can go to my house," Sam suggested. "My parents went on a month-long cruise. Just me and my grandma. She won't question anything."
Mr. Simon nodded as they quickly slipped out of the building and towards his car. Tucker sat in the front seat next to Mr. Simon while Sam sat in the back and let a still unconcious Danny lay his head on her lap. Tucker made a quickly joke about lovebirds as Mr. Simon put his car into drive and drove off.
After ten minutes of arguing over directions, Mr. Simon pulled his car up next to the mansion. Danny, by this time, had turned human. The teacher picked up Danny and carried him inside after Sam unlocked it and announced to her grandma that she was home and Tucker and Danny were with her.
They went up into Sam's gothic room and Mr. Simon put Danny on the bed. Tucker plopped in a black beanie chair and turned on her bedroom TV. Tucker and Mr. Simon both were glued to an episode of Mythbusters as Sam did a few problems of her Geometry and finished her Literature worksheet.
Danny woke up about a half hour later and was horrified at the story they told him. Like Tucker and Sam, he begged Mr. Simon to keep quiet and was relieved when he agreed too.
"Okay. Now, mini-history lesson," Mr. Simon told them.
"I hate history!" Tucker whined. Mr. Simon ignored him.
"Halfas have been around since ghosts have been around. They are created in several different ways, including being born. Humans never liked them and ghosts were okay with them. Today, very few people know about the halfas, but the scientific community does," Mr. Simon explained. "The Guys in White's first purpose when it first formed in the late 1800s was the kill halfas. Today, they hunt ghosts and halfas if they find one. Halfas are so rare to find these days.
"Another important thing you need to know is that halfas need more food than the average human," Mr. Simon told him. "Your body is almost feeding two seperate people, fueling two seperate species so you need to eat more than normal."
"Sweet!" Danny cried out happily.
"I know," Mr. Simon laughed. "I tried to tell my wife that, but it wouldn't fly with her."
Mr. Simon paused in shock at what he said and the trio stared at him. Busted.