"My liege, don't you think that it might get too far?" Fright Knight asked the monarch.

"What a bunch of kids can do, Fright?" Phantom looked at him questionably, leaning back in his throne. "I have an army of the undead."

"This is true, Great One, but we should look at it in the long run," Frostbite said from his place at the table.

"While they may be harmless," added Pandora, "Your...parents are raising the next generation to hate our kind. It doesn't take much convincing sometimes. And if you don't step in, things might take a turn for the worse."

"Pandora, it's just one school," Phantom argued. "It's not like this system is spreading across the world. Although...if it shows to be successful..."

"That's precisely what we are talking about, Great One. You should intervene."

"I get it. I just have to understand how. One inaccurate step and we will get into problems."

"There will be elections soon. We could push the loyal candidate."

"Try finding such a person," Danny snorted. "All electoral campaigns vow for fighting us. Current mayor got his rates high after his anti-ghosts acts. Besides, if we help someone, humans will vote against that person."

Phantom sighed. "I think it is time I speak with my subjects."

The advisors gasped.

"My Lord, are you sure of this?" Fright asked, frightened, pun intended.

"Isn't this what I am, like, supposed to do?"

"With ghosts, Great One, because they are not going to run from you or attack you...in most cases," Reasoned Frostbite.

"Well, I'm not going alone, right, Fright?"

"I follow you everywhere, My Liege," Fright bowed. "But I still think it is a rash decision."

One of the traits he liked in his new master was that the king now actually listened to his opinion. Whether he agreed or not was another issue. He needed advises, the ancient ghost decided, Phantom could act mature, but he was still an inexperienced child. It was also a good thing that the advisors were talented, and, most importantly, loyal.

"We can make humans play on our field," Danny smirked at everyone's curious expressions. "Let's let a group of humans here. Maybe we will even do this during the celebrations. What do we have close?"

"They depend on the place of celebration," Pandora said. "People of all cultures live here. Great Dionysia is approaching, though. It is week away."

Danny smiled. "Oh, yes, let's stuff wine down their throats," he said sarcastically. "Maybe it should do. We'll see about that. You are dismissed."

Once the advisory council got up from their seats, Danny suddenly realized something.

"Wait. Has anyone seen Dora as of late?" He asked. "It's not like her to leave without warning."

The ghosts shook their heads in negative. Now Phantom seemed concerned. It was really weird, and his train of thoughts was going to turn to the worst conclusion. Rubbing his chin, Danny rose from his seat of power, rubbing his wrinkled clothes. It was unfit for the king to wear a jumpsuit, and, after a while of convincing, his wardrobe was that of a nobility. Black shirt with swirling green buttons, black pants, held by white belt, white boots and gloves. He also wore a white one-shoulder cape, pointless in combat, but looking outstandingly. On his finger was the Ring of Rage, but the Crown was absent from his head. It put a huge mental strain on him to wear for some reason.

Danny turned around and strolled out of the room. Suddenly he felt a slight vibration in his pocket. Phantom took a phone out of there. Seeing who it was, Danny sighed, shaking his head. He accepted the call.

"Sam, when I gave you a phone it didn't mean that you should call so often."

"I get it," Sam responded. "I can't cover you for long here, though, there is some meeting in the hall in twenty minutes and if you don't come there..."

"I see, thanks for the warning, Sammy," Phantom smiled and put the phone in his pocket.

Twenty minutes? He could get there in ten. Once Danny went to the required room of his new home, he exited in the human world. Once on the street, Phantom sped up forward towards the school. The Council meeting couldn't be delayed, so they had to go through with it during the class hours. It wasn't like his parents actually took notice, but Tucker or Valerie could tell them. And even if so, they had yet to make him care.

On his way Phantom sensed a ghosts' presence. Cursing under his breath, Danny looked around. Suddenly Danny caught a green axe with a corner of his eye. He flew backwards, avoiding the strike. He saw a green ghost in a dark grey armor, with black mask with a green skull. The ghost looked like a Medieval executioner, and was quite buffed. Phantom landed on the roof, becoming visible.

"You seem smarter than an animal," he said dryly. "I thought my rules were clear, but since I'm busy, I'll give you a chance to get back to the Ghost Zone."

The only response he received was a hurl of the huge and sharp axe. Danny cursed and made a shield.

"Now this is unAXEptable," he said. The ghost seemed non amused as the weapon returned to his hand. "It was a good one!"

The ghost then lunged forward, but Phantom intercepted the strike with a sword. No matter what weapon it was, his strength should have been superior despite the odds. Danny moved the enemy's weapon away, before using his free hand to blast the executioner away. The ghost roared and ran forward with the stubbornness of a bull. Phantom smoothly sidestepped him and the vertical strike of the green weapon, which left multiple cracks.

"Hey, someone payed tAXES for it!" Danny exclaimed, continuing his ridiculous puns.

The same axe he implied in each of his sentences was taken out of the solid ground. It was obvious that the young King was toying around. Suddenly Danny heard a low whistle, which was getting louder. He jumped away and a huge arrow flew by. It was the size of ballista bolt. His head spun to the side, seeing that the executioner was not alone. There was an archer in red robes, with spectral tail instead of legs. Danny's lips formed a thin line as he saw that he was getting late to the meeting.

"Great, now I need a new set of puns," he said.

The executioner flew forward, and Danny just jumped down the building into the alleyway. The ghosts flew downwards, but saw nothing in that stinking hole. Suddenly the archer was grabbed from behind and pinned to the wall. Hard. The executioner turned around to see his comrade, only to be blasted from behind. The ghost flew forward, but Danny kept firing, not letting him even to stand straight. He dropped in exhaustion from the rain of power.

"Take that!" Phantom exclaimed. "Now. Be good boys and sit here. I'll call who is needed."

He simply pressed a button on the small special device and dropped it near them. He used the free hand to throw a green goo, pinning them to the place.

"Aaand, wait until police arrives. Damn, I love to be in charge."

He then looked at the clock on his phone. "Oh, shit!"

Danny leaped in the air, flying on top speed through the buildings. He was almost late! As a bullet speeding forward, Phantom flew first above the streets and later in the halls of the school. He stopped in the janitor's closet, changing into human form. He then ran through the empty halls, praying to God that he wasn't going to be seen. But, sadly, it was all in vain.

"Mr.Fenton."

Phantom screamed mentally at hearing Mr.Lancer's voice. He slowly turned around and put on the 'awkward teen' mask.

"Good day, sir."

"Care to tell why you're absent during the day?" The balding man asked, crossing his hands, thinking that it made him look menacing. It didn't.

"Oh, I was delayed by my parents. Have they not warned you about that?"

Lancer raised his eyebrow. "What was so important there?"

"Well, you know how they are, overprotective. My folks also wanted me to help with their newest project. They needed extra hands."

"Yet, you are here, now."

"Well, my friend has called me and said it was important."

"Alright. Go to the hall. But we will need to have a conversation with your parents."

Danny sighed. "Fine."

'How many times am I supposed to possess them?' He complained mentally.

As Phantom went down the corridor, Lancer sighed as well. That kid was insufferable sometimes.

Danny quietly entered the full hall, without catching anyone's eye, because everyone was looking at the scene. He quickly scanned the place, before seeing his girlfriend along with Tucker. Just as smoothly Phantom moved between the rows and softly landed on a reserved chair near Sam. She smiled at him, and they took each other's hands under the seats.

"Hello there," Danny said. If only they were alone...

"Hey, yourself," Sam greeted.

"What's going on?"

"See that hot chick on the stage?" Tucker answered.

Danny finally looked there. There indeed was a beautiful young lady with long blond hair, wearing a long light blue dress and gloves. She was saying something, but Phantom didn't pay attention. Tucker meanwhile continued.

"She is hosting a beauty pageant," he sounded confused as heck himself. "Now of all times...Dora Mattingly is her name."

"This is really weird," Danny mumbled.

He was growing more and more suspicious. Now, the name sounded similar. Nah, who would be so stupid to repeat his trick for the third time, the second being Vlad? He was probably overreacting.

"Now, kids!" The woman said in a sickeningly cheerful tone. "We have to pick a judge. It should be someone...unremarkable, to be more fair. So as to judge accordingly."

A forest of hands, mostly of those who were usually used as a carpet, were raised. Danny crossed his arms, not at all willing to do this. Tucker's hand immediately bolted upwards, causing his friends to look at him weirdly.

"Seriously, Tuck?" Phantom asked.

"What? Don't tell me you don't want the girls to try to impress you."

"I don't. A swarm of two faced bra..." he coughed. "Who wouldn't have paid attention to you otherwise? Not in the world."

"It was harsh, Danny," Sam commented.

"I'm stating the fact," Phantom shrugged. "Are you going to take part?"

"Nah," Sam leaned back. "These aren't my thing really. Wearing sparkling and bright dresses made from products of caterpillars? Blah."

Danny laughed, before hearing a quiet whisper.

"Besides, why would I want to impersonate a princess if we cuddled with His Majesty last night?" Sam asked softly, giving a teasing smile.

Ever since that day, which happened a week ago, the teens took it as habit, because of how nice sleeping together felt. Well, Danny slept, but Sam was content with the situation. She loved books, so she could entertain herself, with her boyfriend near her. Danny's parents never paid attention as long as they weren't loud, which they weren't. It meant that Sam rarely returned home, even if her father had another month. Suddenly their mutual gaze was interrupted with the joyous exclamation.

"Oh, I know just the candidate! Maybe it should be...you!"

Dora pointed right at the raven haired teen. Danny blinked in confusion, before pointing at himself.

"Me?" He asked. "Oh, no, no, I don't want..."

With a corner of his eye he saw Mr.Lancer threateningly press a cap on his pen. At that moment Danny understood that he was screwed. There was no running from him and his detentions otherwise. The guy didn't seem to know any other option. He sighed.

"Fine."

Later the group was standing in the corridor. Half of the day passed, and many were complaining either about not being a judge, or the fact that the meeting was held during the lunch break. Danny dug in his locker with his friends standing nearby. He always had an extra set of books there in case he barged in without them. Again, he was now as rich as heck, he could satisfy any hedonistic thought. He could even buy an arm wrestler dolphin on jetpack. Or maybe make koalas fight to death with daggers if he wanted. He didn't.

"So, Danny," Tucker said slowly. "If you don't mind me asking..."

"If it is about how I shoot, yes I do mind. I hoped we got over it."

"No, that's not it. Why the change of style?"

Danny looked down at himself. "It's just a black synthetic leather jacket, Tucker. Nothing special."

"Whatever, what do you think, Sam?" Once he received no response, Tucker repeated the question. "Sam?"

The girl took notice of his change as well. And even if it was only the jacket, she couldn't help but ogle her boyfriend.

'Oh, dear Ancients...he looks so hot in that...Not that he wasn't before...' Before her thoughts could take a turn for the worse, she was snapped into reality by Tucker, who waved his hand in front of her. "Eh, what?"

"I was asking what do you think about his clothes."

Sam immediately looked away, trying to hide her blush.

"It's nice. I think it looks nice."

Danny chuckled, smiling softly at her expression. He was glad she liked it that much. Phantom could hear Tucker muttering something about 'lovebirds'. Even though he didn't like the name calling, Danny couldn't deny it was a very pleasant truth. Suddenly Sam noticed something on his face.

"Where did you get that?" She asked, firmly taking his chin and looking closer.

"Sammy, it's just a scratch," Danny complained overdramatically. "I don't even remember getting it."

"Sammy?" Tucker asked, before snickering. He stopped after receiving a nudge. A very hard nudge from the named girl. "Okay, I got it," he rasped. "Only he can do that."

Sam seemed satisfied with the answer, although she knew that such...favoritism wouldn't go unnoticed.

The lesson about ghosts was an interesting one. 'Interesting' meant that Danny and Sam were internally laughing at the ridiculousness of Fentons' assumptions.

"Now, kids," Maddie said. "When we have finished studying ghosts' physiology, we shall start studying the ways of protecting ourselves."

Now Danny stopped cringing. He froze, just as Sam did. It wasn't good. It wasn't good at all.

"There are several weaknesses we can exploit," Jack continued, taking out a box. "Yes, ectoweapons can be utilized. But we are talking about more...primitive ways. Now, the first one is this."

He took out a green glowing rock.

"This is ectoranium. A metal taken from their world. We sent a small bot there, he retrieved this piece.

Danny wiped sweat from his forehead. They mistook a casual rock for a piece of ectoranium. It was impossible to find such a dangerous element just casually lying around. They were deep within the chunks of land. Fentons proceeded to explain its composition and why it was harmful to the ghosts, why they couldn't phase through that objects. Sam was interested only because it was a potential weapon, and because she was curious. Danny seemed bored, he knew much more they could ever hope to find out. Then, Fentons passed the rock across the class. Once it was the couple's turn, Sam was worried, but Danny winked to her. He took it and tossed in his arm. She took it and later passed the stone forward. Once Phantom whispered everything to her, the girl couldn't resist a quiet laugh.

"Good! I hope you have taken notes."

Danny glanced at his empty sheet.

"The next object is from our world. Mother Nature protected us by creating this little thing."

Now Phantom was truly horrified. At first Sam didn't understand why he was so afraid. It was just a pretty flower, which looked like a mix of crimson tulips and roses, with black stalks and thorns. However, it emitted what looked like red smoke. Danny covered the lower part of his face with a palm. Putting another hand under the table, Phantom moved his hand slowly, slightly opening the window near his parents, begging that the poisonous smell wouldn't reach him.

"A flower?" Someone asked.

"Yes, it may not look dangerous, don't worry about the smell. It is actually quite tasty."

Everyone looked confused.

"I accidentally ate one."

Danny's move to cover his face was quite convenient, Tucker thought it was because of embarrassment.

"To us, just as the ectoranium, this thing is harmless. However, the very smell of this things can burn their inner ectoplasm. Not to mention touching it, or even worse, getting cut by its thorns. It's a final death. The plant is rare, however it is not in the list of endangered ones, strangely. We received them thanks to our friends from GIW. It is delicate, so we won't pass it around. However, you can come closer."

Never in both worlds, Danny thought. Fentons organized the movement, calling everyone one by one. Everyone willing, and Phantom wasn't one of those. He was shocked, however, when Sam was called and she calmly got up.

"What are you doing?!" He whispered.

Sam only winked. She came to the flower, ignoring the smell and casually stroking the petals with inquisitive look.

"You shouldn't carry it around like that," she said almost scoldingly. "Blood blossoms require a lot of water, and you carry it around without a single drop. It's going to die before any ghost does."

"Huh? How do you know that?"

"We have one at home," Sam shrugged, before returning to her seat.

Danny stared at her in shock all the way, however he did throw a soul freezing glare to the one who called her nerdy. He stopped once he heard a chair near him move. Danny turned to face his girlfriend.

"How did you do that?" He whispered.

Sam smirked and chuckled. "Danny, I'm a daughter of nature myself. How can a plant of all things kill me?"

"But you are a ghost!"

"A ghost. Whose body is filled to the half with chlorophyll," Sam smiled.

Never Phantom thought that one could have an immunity towards the Blood Blossoms. He smiled, she truly was special.

Danny was quiet for a moment. "Is kissing you considered being a vegetarian?"

"Danny!" She slapped him lightly, blushing furiously.

After the lesson during which Danny constantly tried to somehow protect himself and miserably failing, the friends could finally take a breath as it was, yet again, the last lesson on the list. As usual, Danny's parents offered to give him a ride. Receiving a flashback of the last experience, Phantom rejected the offer. Tucker followed the gesture the second he learnt that Jack was the one driving. He was there as well.

They got separated for a short while. Tucker got sick once he smelled the strong medicaments from the nursery. This, accompanied by his fear of place, led to Danny carrying him to the bathroom. Sam was left alone for a while, waiting until her friends returned. The school was getting empty quickly. However, it was not in her power to avoid the unwanted confrontation.

"Hey, you!"

She looked to the side, and saw that Hispanic girl with long curly black hair, wearing pink top and maybe too skinny jeans. Sam recalled her name was Paulina. And that she was the most popular girl around, not that the ghost actually cared. It was strange that Paulina was without her clique nearby. Sam raised her eyebrow.

"Can I help you?" She asked, showing with all her being that she was not interested in the conversation.

"Don't talk with me like that. Who do you think you are?"

Sam sighed. "What have I done to deserve such displeasure?"

The cheerleader mistook the meaning. "You think you are smarter than anyone, huh, you goth witch? Dating the guy who is a judge? Do you think you still stand a chance?"

The ghost laughed full heartedly. "Seriously? First of all, we aren't dating. Two, I knew Danny long before the competition. Three, I just wear these clothes and starting from the insults clearly shows your upbringing, or a lack of such. And finally, I'm not even participating. I have more interesting things to do than pose around like dummy."

"Dummy?! Who are you, five years old to make this insults?"

"I actually implied a glorified doll, but if you yourself think so, then who am I to judge?" Sam smiled innocently.

Paulina was fuming. "How dare you..."

"You started with insults," The ghost shrugged. "Or does being shallow allow it here? I'm a foreigner, after all."

The Hispanic was getting red as tomato. "Whatever. You and your freak for a boyfriend are sure worthy of each other."

Now Sam was getting pissed. She kept her eyes from getting their real form as her fist clenched.

"Take. It. Back."

"Ooh, look at how brave she became."

"I can say the same about you. You do realize that I can simply tell Danny how you have just called him? It's your word against mine."

"Pfft, he won't be able to deny the true beauty once receiving it. Why else would he resort to you? What a geek."

Sam was ready to punch her really hard in the head and hear a hollow sound. It was a miracle she resisted. "If you came here just to insult us, I honestly pity your lack of entertainment."

"Why you..."

"Get lost, Queen Bee. Your worshippers await!" Sam said with a fake concern for that sycophants.

Paulina said something inaudible even for the ghost and stomped off, completely red from anger. Sam glared after her. She still was pissed at that spoiled brat for insulting the one she cared so much about. If only she could somehow...Sam grinned evilly.

"Here, here, just breath, dude," she heard Danny's voice.

She turned around and saw two boys approaching, Tucker still a bit shaky.

"Thanks man. I just cannot stand that place."

"Believe me, you have convinced that toilet, that's for sure," Phantom said sarcastically, patting him on the back. He then looked at Sam, seeing her smirk. "What is it, Sam?"

"Oh, nothing much...I've just changed my mind. I think I will participate."