DISCLAIMER: Danny Phantom belongs to...now really, y'all should know by now! Sylvester and this fanfic belong to me.
Dan groaned audibly. He could've been out terrorizing the streets of Amity Park, destroying whatever he felt like, and being a total jerk in general. However, much to his dismay, he had found himself stuck at FentonWorks with his past-self, his ex-sister, and his only son. It wasn't that Dan hated his family. Well, he loved Sylvester, though he would never admit it. The rest of his family? In all honesty, he didn't give a damn either way what became of them.
"I don't see why the babysitter decided to not show up at the last minute and had that obviously fake cough." he sighed as he bounced Sylvester up and down on his knee.
Danny rolled his eyes, "Gee, I don't know. Maybe it had to do with the fact that you threatened to eat her if you were to find Sylvester injured in any way."
The evil future-ghost merely chose to ignore this comment. He would've asked Danny, Jazz, or even his ex-parents to babysit Sylvester for him...but they were far too busy. So, Dan had to stay in the ghost-hunters' home and entertain his own flesh and blood. Dan was silently thankful, though, that children were easily entertained as Sylvester babbled happily as he bounced up and down on his father's leg.
"I'm gonna go get something to eat." Dan finally spoke after ignoring his growling stomach for far too long, "Watch my kid while I'm gone...and I'd better not see any scratches or bruises on him when I get back."
With that said, Dan unceremoniously dropped Sylvester into Danny's lap before flying away.
"Wait!" the half-ghost shouted even though his attempts would be futile, "I never agreed to this...and...he's gone isn't he. Why must I be a jerk in the future?"
Danny gulped nervously. Ok, no big problem. All he had to do was watch the son of the most dangerous ghost in the universe and...he now had to FIND the son of the most dangerous ghost in the universe. Now, it was a problem. He had forgotten that Sylvester was a half-ghost as well, and while he wasn't nearly as skilled or as powerful as his father, the little guy sure could get around when he wanted to.
"This won't end well..." the half-ghost sighed before reluctantly picking himself up and going off in search of Sylvester.
Author's Notes: Well, this is the first chapter of my silly little fanfic. I hope y'all enjoyed it. I'm open to any suggestions/requests that you may have. Just keep in mind that I CANNOT fulfill everyone's wishes...but I'll try to do as many as I can. In the meantime, stay tuned for the next chapter!