Prompt: People Now Know That Danny Fenton Is A Ghost/half-ghost, But Not That He’s Phantom. People

Prompt: People now know that Danny Fenton is a ghost/half-ghost, but not that he’s Phantom. People assume that Danny is a fairly weak ghost. People are about to be proven very, very wrong.

"So," asked Mikey, "have you ever been to the Ghost Zone?"

"We've all been to the Ghost Zone," said Danny, raising an eyebrow. "The whole town was sucked in, remember?"

"That doesn't count," said Mikey. "We stayed in town the whole time. We didn't go anywhere."

Danny sighed and put down his sandwich. This was going to be another Q&A session. "Yes, I've been to the Ghost Zone."

"Is it scary there?" asked Star, leaning in.

Danny leaned back, and Sam and Tucker nudged him with their elbows, a silent promise to back him up if he wanted to run for it. He'd been outed as a half-ghost a week ago, thanks to one of his parents' inventions, not long enough for the novelty to wear off. He wasn't, quite, popular, but by some strange alchemy of social pressures and the local fascination with ghosts, he wasn't a complete outcast anymore, either.

"I mean, it is full of ghosts and there are some dangerous spots, but... Not really. It can actually be calming to float there."

"You can float?" asked Mikey, eagerly.

"Yes...?" said Danny.

"Do you have any friends there?" asked Star.

"Yeah!" said Danny, distracted from Mikey apparently not knowing he could fly. "A bunch! Most of the ghosts that come here are the really aggressive ones who are looking for a fight. But most ghosts in the GZ just want to be left alone to do their own thing, really, just like humans."

"What are they like?" asked Star. "Have you met any cool people?"

"Hah!" shouted Dash, who was passing by. "Fenton couldn't meet cool people if it killed him!"

"Wow," drawled Danny, resting his cheek on his fist. "What does that say about you, I wonder?"

"Huh?"

"Never change, Dash?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

The bell rang. Danny sighed. Time for class, he supposed. He shoved the rest of his sandwich into his mouth.

"That's gross, Danny," said Sam.

Danny shrugged in response, mouth too full to properly respond. They walked out into the courtyard.

Then Danny's ghost sense went off, an interesting sensation with a full mouth. He swallowed.

"Great," he said. "Hey, everyone! There's about to be a ghost attack! Or, at least, a ghost will be here. Soon."

"Wait, is that how you always run off right before there's a ghost attack?" asked Mikey.

"I'm not exactly running off-"

"Alright, everyone evacuate!" said Mr. Lancer, who had been the lunch monitor today. "You know your plans! And you can come with us for once, Mr. Fenton."

"But I've got to fight the ghost?" said Danny gesturing.

"I know you have a few special abilities from your condition, but this really isn't the time," said Mr. Lancer.

Danny stared as other students ran from the courtyard. "Okay, what? I feel like we're missing something here. A few powers?"

"Today will be the day, whelp!"

Shaking off the strangeness, Danny turned to his enemy. And transformed. Because why not? Everyone knew he was half-ghost, now.

.

"Are you seriously telling me that no one knew I was Phantom? It's been a week."

"We know," said Principal Ishiyama, tiredly.

"And you're telling me the school was okay with me being half-ghost, but they're drawing the line at me being Phantom."

"Well, we obviously had a very different conception of what half-ghost meant," said Principal Ishiyama, rubbing her temples, "and you aren't expelled or suspended or anything. Just. We feel like it would be better for you to go home early today. For us all to... process. Besides, your... life? Your life was threatened by a dangerous ghost today."

"He does that once a week," said Danny, unamused.

"Still. You can come back on Monday. Please."

The office door slammed open, revealing Jack and Maddie.

"YOU'RE PHANTOM?"

"How did you guys also miss that?"