The trio looked around eyes wide and disbelieving in their pajamas as they began to process what they saw in front of them.

Sam was in a ankle length long sleeved black nightgown, Danny was in his usual NASA pajamas, and Tucker had a white t-shirt with basketball shorts and a blue fuzzy housecoat.       

"Dude, even for us, this is creepy. And for us? That's really saying something." Tucker said as his eyes widen and chapfallen. Danny looked at Sam, hopeful that she would say something that might help find a way to fix the problem, or, just say anything. Sam, however, could not find the words.

Danny's room was covered in random writing. The walls, the floor, the ceiling. Everything was almost completely covered in green, glowing ectoplasm, written symbols.

It didn't even look like writing, really. It was random and messy, something more close to a preschooler trying to learn and making up something entirely on their own instead. Much less a language.

Honestly, all three of them didn't even know what this was. Let alone if this was a language or not.  

Sam finally snapped out of her dazed shock and her wide eyes landed on Danny "When- how did this happen?!"

Danny put his right hand through his hair nervously "I don't know. I just woke up, because something was dripping on my nose. Saw... this, and called you guys. I am just as lost as you guys are right now!" 

Tucker took a closer look and one of the walls, adjusting his glasses as he tried to see if he could decipher the code, or, at lest see if it was a code or language, or anything. "Yo, Danny, know any ghost's that would sneak in here and do this? And hopefully, why?"

Danny looked at his hands and stayed silent for a while then looked up at Sam and Tucker "I think... I think I did it... "

Sam squinted her eyes in confusion and tilted her head at him "And why do you think that?!"

Danny looked at his hands again, just as confused "when I woke up, they were covered in the stuff." 

Tucker put his hands to his face and shook his head "Oh sweet fudge, we have to deal with this on a Saturday too!"

Sam glared a Tucker and gave him a good smack at the back of his head.

"OW!"

"At lest on a Saturday we don't have to worry about school, or Danny's parents!" Sam said as she crossed her arms looking very crossed.

Tucker looked at Sam oddly  "Sam, we always have to worry about Danny's parents. What makes Saturday any different?"

Sam crossed her arms in a annoyed fashion "because if you were paying attention. You would of remembered that on Saturdays, Danny's parents now go on ghost convictions." Then she turned to Danny "Alright Danny, time to turn off that stupid hero complex of yours and tell us what the hell is going on."

Danny rubbed the back of his neck nervously and in a almost guilty manner "well I-"

As the door creaked open the trio quickly turned their heads to the source of the noise and let out a sigh of relief when they saw that is was only Jazz, fully dressed in her normal cloths and ready for the day. "Ok guys, I made pancakes for breakfast and- WHAT IN HADES NAME HAPPENED HERE?!"

Sam rolled her eyes "Jazz, you can say hell, were not kids anymore."

Tucker shrugged "Yea, plus, its safe to say we all heard worse in the grade school cafeteria."

Jazz, however, pay no attention as she ran towards Danny to see if he was okay "Danny! What happened?! Are you ok?! Who did this?! Do I need to get mom's gun?!-"

Danny rubbed the back of his head guiltily "Umm, actually.. I, did it"

Jazz's eyes widen "You what?!"

Danny cleared his throat awkwardly "anyway, back to the point..."  

Tucker rolled his eyes and crossed his arms "Yea bro, the point about the fact that you've been hiding stuff from us." Then Tucker motion his hand to the writing "and whatever it is may or may not led to... this! Dude, not cool." 

Danny put his arms to his side and stared at them blankly "... How could you tell I was not telling you guys something?"

"Well, Danny, your kind of a open book." Sam stated bluntly.

"Hey! no one except you guys knows I'm half ghost. How much of a open book, can I be!" 

Jazz paused for a second in thought then looked to Danny "Well, the reason why no one really connected the two yet, you being both Phantom and Fenton. Is probably because here no one views ghosts at once being, well, human. They seem to see ghost as just powerful beings from a deferent dimension. Not beings who once had a human body and became diseased."

Jazz shrugged "People have a tendency to put their thoughts such as, ideas, people, and things, into mental 'boxes'. Which is why we stereotype people so much, because of this line of thinking that humans have naturally that helped solve complex problems, organize, and survive for so long. 'Fenton' and 'Phantom' are in two radically different 'boxes'."

Jazz put out her hands as if weighing the two thoughts "'Phantom' is a powerful ghost entity with ability's and powers far beyond what thought to be possible and if so, only what was believed in works of fiction. 'Fenton' is a normal human that is seen and relatable to on a day to day basis. No matter how much evidence is proven otherwise. Unless they directly see the proof, no person would, normally, connect the two 'boxes'."

The trio gawked at her silently then Tucker raised is brows "that... would explain a lot."

Then Sam turned around to Danny "Alright, now that's explained, tell us what's going on!"

So, he did. He told them all about his core's strange behavior and how it all seemed to revolve around Wes, which began his suspension around him as well. 

Jazz tilted her head "... ghost core's? What's that?"

Tucker shrugged "its basically a ghosts heart slash brain."

Danny seemed slightly appalled by that definition "Well, sorta. That's, sadly, kind of... accurate. I'm... impressed actually."

"Um, thanks?"

"No problem Tucker, anyway, a ghost core is the reason for a ghost power, obsession, and everything or anything in-between. Its at the very center and also is in control of the ghosts form and sometimes behavior. Which is the reason why the weaker the ghost, the weaker the form and the less 'human' or reasonable behavior the ghost is and vice versa. So, yea. A ghosts heart and brain, basically."

Jazz cocked her head to the side in confusion "Where did you find out about this? Mom and Dad defiantly don't know about this, and Vlad is in space-"

Danny shrugged "one of my friends, Frostbite, told me about this stuff when I developed my Ice powers when Overgrowth attacked."

Jazz squinted her eyes in confusion and looked at him "so, why didn't you go and asked about this to 'Frostbite' then yet?"

Danny paused for a second then did a face palm "because I'm an idiot, that's why."

Sam absentmindedly nodded as she looked around Danny's room that was, still, covered in the strange 'writing'. "we better clean this up before your parents come home, Danny.

Tucker nodded in agreement "yea, defiantly, but first. I should take some pictures so we can try and see if we can try and translate... this."

Jazz put her hands on her shoulders and let out a low whistle "this, is going to be a long day. Hope none of you mind cold pancakes."

The trio let out a groan and went to work.

*Authors note*    

Phantom Planet happen, but, Danny still has his secret identity. And didn't start dating Sam. I'm going to have a new Villon instead of Vlad...

Oh, this is going to be fun...   

(don't own pic.)