In the skeleton closet you'll never know it
The secrets are prisoner inside.
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Recap

Danny: I thought you might enjoy the challenge -- find out if your smarter than the ghost I'm looking for.

Vlad: Then, by implication, you think you're smarter than I am, since you defeated me.

Danny: I know I'm not smarter than you.

Vlad: Then how did you defeat me?

Danny: You had disadvantages.

Vlad: What disadvantages?

Danny: You're a Fruitloop.
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And now the epic continuation.
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Everyone scrambled to get away from the ghost who'd just burst through the roof. "I demand to see the Prince!" He shouted.

"Have you ever heard of doors Skulker." Came the reply. Everyone looked up to see Phantom floating nearby. There was a sharp shriek from Paulina, pure excitement on her face. A look that seemed to shout 'my lover is here'. Phantom graciously ignored it. "I'm getting tired of repairing that roof."

"You and I have a score to settle." Skulker snapped. The young prince tapper his chin in lock contemplation.

"I believe I have all the points. This may take some time to settle." Phantom replied.

"Enough talk." Skulker shot an ectoblast at Phantom who easily deflected it. He dodged a net and even turned a missile back onto its shooter. "Argh! Why don't you fight like a warrior!" Skulker shouted. Phantom smirked at the hunter's frustration.

"Please. I'm not stupid. You'd cheat." Phantom sneered.

"So?!" Skulker fired everything he had at Phantom but it was all easily deflected by a shield. What could he say, he'd been practicing, Vlad was a fairly good teacher when he wasn't being a creepy fruit loop.

"Are you done?" Phantom asked. Skulker growled and grabbed the nearest human. Which happened to be poor Mr Lancer. The teacher didn't even have the energy or bravery to shout out a book title. He just had a strange constipated look of pure fear. Phantom's jaw dropped at this incredulously turn of events. "Are you really stooping so low?" Though he honestly shouldn't be so surprised.

"Yes!" Skulker shrieked, stamping his foot in a tantrum like manner. "What are you gonna do about it. Tell your mother?!"

"Well..." Another tapping of the chin, that mock contemplating look pissing Skulker off, he felt like shaking the human in his grip with frustration, shouting something along the lines of 'See what I have to deal with!?' at the balding man. "MA!" Phantom shouted. Pandora rose from the ground in all her glory, with an almighty scowl. "He's not playing fair." Phantom pointed at Skulker who let Mr Lancer drop. Phantom caught him easily and smirked. Skulker was in for a bad time. Never mess with Pandora's babies. Especially not Phantom.

"I... see, well I...." Skulker began nervously, shivering in his armour. Pandora raised her hand and back handed Skulker so hard he smashed through the wall and into the next room. Pandora's almighty 'know your place' bitch slap. A rare and beautiful sight to behold. She then blinked and blushed.

"Oops, Danny, sweetie, I made another hole." She said sheepishly.

"That's alright, by now the building ghosts should give me a two for one discount." Phantom laughed placing Lancer on the ground.

"Your name is Danny?" Lancer asked, having found his voice, staring into the green eyes of the young ghost. Phantom blinked in surprise and Pandora gasped.

"Oh my, I'm sorry." She said. "How silly of me, I clearly meant Phantom."

"Like Danny Fenton?" Star asked not buying the cover-up.

"See, it's more like Danny Phantom... we share a first name, yes." Phantom said scratching his neck.

"And nervous habit." Valerie added having seen Danny do this many times.

"And hair cut!" Kwan supplied noting the similar style.

"And voice." Paulina contributed with a frown, she wasn't sure what was going on but she wasn't stupid, they did have very similar voices, she noticed only because she'd heard Danny, the Fenton one, speak a few times and, not seeing him, she'd thought it was Phantom until he came into view. Then she'd quickly loose interest.

"OKAY! We're very much alike. There is a reasonable explanation for this." Phantom said. Everyone quieted down to listen only for Phantom to turn invisible.

"Hey! That's cheating!" Paulina snapped. She was answered with a disembodied chuckle and then silence. A few minutes later Danny, Fenton, walked in with the little ghost girl on his shoulders. She was laughing at something he was saying. Everyone wanted to question him but he looked at the roof, then the wall where Fright Night was pulling Skulker out of the wreckage.

"What the hick heck happened here?" He said. "You had a party without me?"

"Oh, Danny, Phantom just had a little tiff with Skulker." Pandora said sweetly.

"Again? Can't those two ever get along?" Danny sighed. The questions died. He seemed to sincerely have no idea what transpired in the room where it happened.

"You know... You're a lot like Phantom." Said Mikey, the ever inquisitive one. "Not just in looks, in personality." The nerd recalling moments when the A-Listers were picking on him and the blue eyed boy would come to his rescue.

"Nah, Phantom is way cooler than me." Danny shrugged. He looked up at the roof and sighed, shaking his head sadly. "Might just have to look at getting the whole roof redone, Pan." He said to Pandora, who nodded thoughtfully. "Maybe a whole castle makeover, add some colour. Some green maybe. I like green. Or blue. I like that too. Hey maybe if we get a sunroof they'll stop breaking the actual roof. You should ask Phantom when you see him next."

"I will. This castle is a little... Monochrome." She agreed.

"So, you all saw Phantom?" He said turning to everyone else. "I thought you wouldn't, he's got a very busy schedule."

"He was so handsome." Paulina cooed. Only she was the one who didn't notice the intense eye roll. Paulina glanced at Danny appreciatively raking her eyes up and down his body. "You changed clothes." She noted.

Everyone turned and looked at Danny. It was true, he's forgone his baggy, somewhat battered attire. "I have spare clothes here at the castle. I spend enough time here it's practically a second home. Phantom is very hospitable."

"And modest." Sam added. Danny's smile twitched slightly. He was wearing sensible shoes, sneakers, as usual but they were an emerald green rather than his usual red. He wore black ripped jeans and a belt shaped like a snake. His black, form fitting shirt had a pun on it in neat silver writing. "Mind if I Slytherin here?" His hoodie was black with patterns of patches in varying shades of crosshatched green.

"I figured you were a Hufflepuff." Mikey said a little bummed his assumption of Danny's Hogwarts house had been incorrect. Perhaps he'd placed the others wrongly too. Yes Mikey has a habit of being a little too 'sorting hat' on certain days and would go about sorting his peers. He'd always placed Danny in the loyalty house.

"Nah, Tucker's a Hufflepuff, most loyal guy I know. Sam's a Ravenclaw. No surprise there." Danny shrugged.

"But how are you a Slytherin?" Mikey pressed.

"With my life? I gotta be cunning or I'll be eaten alive. It's more necessity than anything else. But I embrace my snake like charms." Danny said cheerfully. "Also gets me closer to slapping Malfoy upside the head and telling him to cut the crap. Oh if only he were real..."

"Sir Danny?" A young princess looking ghost came over. "Oh my apologies, but the carriage is a little delayed. It won't be ready until tomorrow."

"That's fine Dora I do appreciate the work your citizens are doing for me. Tell them not to push themselves too hard for my sake." Danny said softly. The ghost, Dora, smiled sweetly.

"Mr Fenton." Danny glanced at Mr Lancer.

"Sir?" He responded.

"If you see Phantom again and I am not there would you thank him for me. I didn't get the chance." Mr Lancer said, hoping to catch Danny saying something he shouldn't. See, Mr Lancer had theories. Very important theories. Theories that were put on hold as Danny tilted his head in confusion.

"What for, specifically?" The Teen asked. Well, that theory was getting shaky.

"That ghost was trying to use me as leverage over Phantom. He took me hostage. I was deeply flattered he saw fit to rescue me." Mr Lancer replied. Danny nodded watching as the class was lead away by Pandora, with promises of hot chocolate.

"Sure I can relay the message. But he'll just shrug it off most likely. His whole thing is about helping people." Danny said distractedly. He obviously wanted hot chocolate. Mr Lancer was about to sigh and let the child go when he was shocked by Danny's next words. "Besides it was Pandora that did most of the work."

Danny froze. As if he knew he'd messed up. Mr Lancers jaw dropped. There was no way Danny would have known that. They hadn't mentioned Pandora's part in defeating Skulker. Danny, by all rights, should have thought it was Phantom who'd done it. He looked at Mr Lancer with a resigned kind of look, as if he was accepting his own execution. "Mr Fenton..."

"Not a word to the others." The Teen huffed. Mr Lancer wanted to protest, wanted to say that Danny should trust his peers but honestly what right did he have to say that? They'd given him no reason to think his secret would be safe with them. Glumly the teacher nodded in agreement, watching the fear he was now noticing in the boys eyes fade. He was scared to let them in on his life anymore than he already was. Mr Lancer wouldn't push him into revealing it.

"We will be talking about this later however." Mr Lancer warned. He had so many questions. First and foremost being 'How in the heck...?' Danny gave a half smile and nodded, eyes guarded and wary.

"Sure thing. But right now I want hot chocolate."

"Come on then, I suspect if we don't hurry, Mr Foley may drink it all. For a carnivore the boy likes his hot chocolate." The middle aged man conceded.

"I know right? It's damn near unnatural." While they walked the boy babbled about the strangeness of the whole Tucker loving chocolate almost as much as meat.

"Oh, by the way, Mr Fenton." Mr Lancer added quickly before the boy opened the door to the mythical room where there was free, sweet warm, chocolatey goodness.

"Sir?"

"Thank you, for everything."

"Anytime."

A/N: Hey so I was thinking, well I've posted two chapters let's make them wait a few more months for the next one. Then I had this nightmare of angry readers hunting me down and hanging me by my practical yet stylish scarf. I woke up in a cold sweat and started to write. It was only as if finished I realised something.

I don't even have a scarf.