This is my first Danny Phantom / Avengers fanfic so go easy on my. This is story is adopted from Akaiyuki-Tenshi.

Road Trip

Danny scratched the back of his neck nervously. Being invited to a Stark Expo was not normal, well as normal as his life could be. His parents were invited and his over enthusiastic dad dragged him along. His mom said he could stay home, being nearly eighteen, but nope. His dad just had to drag him along wanting him to learn more about inventing and engineering.

"I don't get it! Why do I have to come! I could've just taken an online course, or something." He complained. " I don't have to go to some expo. Don't you remember the last time you took me to something like this?"

His mom chuckled. "Aw, sweetie, don't worry! Your father and I only have to be here a week. I highly doubt you have to worry about anything. Just stay away from important and dangerous exhibits, you know how clumsy you are."

The raven haired teen groaned. "Thanks mom. Really feeling the love."

"Buck up Danny-O! You know your mother didn't mean it! You're just enthusiastic like your old man!" His father boomed, act much like an excited puppy. "Besides, if you want to, you can hangout in the hotel room or go to a boring lecture!"

Danny sighed. This isn't the first time he wondered if his father had and lower setting other than loud. He gave his father a weak smile and nodded, try to think of what he could to at the expo. It sounded interesting enough. Sadly with his grades (which were still suffering from ghost attack) he didn't he'd understand any of the techno talk.

Yet, somehow, he was really good at tinkering. He liked to tinker with his parents older, more obsolete inventions. He really didn't know what the heck he was doing, he couldn't even explain it to Sam and Tucker, but he had inherited the Fenton family talent of inventing. He upgraded the Fenton Thermos to a much sleeker and rather easily to him on his person, which made it a huge help in ghost fighting. He even upgraded the Fenton Wrist Rays for Sam and Tucker so they were much more powerful.

Danny just … He just didn't know technical terms. The little he did know came from his parents blabbing on and on about their ghost hunting equipment. With the addition with their blueprints laying he learned just a little,but he knew that their lectures did nothing.

After a couple of hours of driving, Danny gave into the boredom. He started to fiddle with some tech that was in the Fenton Family Assault Vehicle. Why they felt the need to drive this thing was a blank in Danny's book.

It would take all day, and, sadly, a large chunk of the night to get from New York from Minnesota. And from all that free time, Danny had nothing to do. He had a couple of gummy snacks, a bottle of water, a Shakespeare play book for English Class, and his Fenton Thermos, not the old one but his new, nearly unrecognizable one. The raven-haired boy had spent and hour scribbling notes from Clockwork's newest Ghost Zone history lesson on a piece of scrap paper he had found. He had daydreamed about living with Dani and his best friends, fighting ghost together, having snowball fights with the yetis in the Far Frozen. He thought about everything that had changed since he went through his parents portal, and half-died, three years ago.

The biggest change was Dan, Danny's future evil-self. Dark Dan had been released from his Thermos prison by Clockwork after about a year, on two conditions. If Dan behaved and was helpful (good just didn't fit him), he would get more freedom as time passed, and allowed to be his own ghost, eventually. He couldn't cause any terror or destruction, and had to do tasks and the occasional favor for the ghost of time.

If Dan went against the ghost of time's wishes, he would be deleted. Permanently. He had the chance to change, and though the younger Phantom was wary, Dan begun to heal from that never happened. Dan will never get his humanity back, he'd burned that bridge, but he was less of a jerk, and much less violent and evil. The young halfa had actually became much more comfortable around his evil future self.

Danny chuckled. 'Dan's actually really protective of our friends and family. I'm just glad he didn't end up getting Vlads obsession of mom. That would be a whole new level of creepy fruitloop,' He reflected.

Now, only if they could magically get to their destination, it would be perfect.

Danny was shaken roughly away by particularly large pothole. After stretching in the slightly cramped space, Danny rubbed his tired eyes. The halfa couldn't remember when he fell asleep, but he was glad he did. The sky is black, which means it's night, which also mean they're almost there.

"Danny? You awake, sweetie?" He heard his mom asked.

Sence he was still half asleep, his sentence was mumbles. " Yeah … How long t-til we get there…" He managed, yawning in the middle of the sentence. His hair was messier than usual.

"Just an hour left, Dan-O" His father said, a little less enthusiastic than when they begun. Huh, even his dad could get tired. There must've been something about a road trip that drains everyone.

Danny perked at the answer. "Really? Awesome!"Danny couldn't wait til they got to the hotel. Once he was at the hotel he could call Sam and Tucker to see how they're doing. And to find something to do. He was board. Again. And he just woke up!

An hour later, the three of them were checked in, given room keys, and had a nice, not alive, dinner, all payed by Stark Industries. Danny had to admit, dinner was a nice touch, almost made the trip worth it. Danny just wished he had that kind of meal everyday since his mom had a tendency to bring food alive, and his father just didn't cook.

In fact, the last time he had such a great meal was at last Christmas Truce hosted by Vlad. He had his chief prepare human and ghost delicacies and the few that were invited to go rather enjoyed the full three course meal.

So now that that was all done, Danny himself was very content, sleepy, and worried about his friends well-being in Amity Park. He couldn't help but worry, blame his hero complexe. He knew Sam and Tucker would be perfectly fine, after all the years of helping him fight the ghost of Amity Park. He knew that if a ghost came that they couldn't handle, they would call him. But his obsession wouldn't leave him alone so, in the end, he had to call them.

Sadly, he had to wait an hour to call them, mostly because his parents were around. They went to the pool and hot tub. Danny missed swimming. But that would have to include a long winded explanation involving him revealing his secret.

Danny quickly changed into a pair of shorts and an old AC DC (I had to) t-shirt, and pulled out his sleek, newly modeled phone the froot-loop got him for his seventeenth birthday. Being paranoid of the older halfa, Danny disassembled and reassembled the phone to make sure it wasn't bugged. Then he gave the rather confused fruitloop a hug.

"Sam Manson here," A female voice drawled.

Danny smirked and greeted her with a, "Hey, goth girl."

"Ghost boy!" She shouted, "I was wondering when you'd call us. I'd say you're at your hotel now? It's pretty late."

"Yeah," He replied, still smiling. "I fell asleep about four hours in on the way here, and slept nearly the whole time, so I'm not really tired. I think that was the longest I've slept in one sitting in, like, a month! Wow…"

He heard Sam snort. "Well, that means I win the bet with Tucker. He thought you would call before you got to the hotel. I bet after. So, how's it looking Danny?"

Danny glanced around the room. "Pretty nice actually. Stark Industries is paying for it, and they didn't skip anything. It's a two bedroom suite, one bath, a clean kitchen, and a small living room. I still can't really believe that I have a real bed. I thought I was going to get one of thought rollaways, or a foldaway couch bed."

"Well, Stark Ind. does have good taste when it comes to treating guest. Most people think it's CEO Ms. Potts influence. I kinda doubt that though. She seems pretty nice, but that's one thing that's too far outside her sphere of attention. I bet anything that it's Tony Stark's recommendation. He acts like a dick, but he's really funny."

"How do you know that?" Danny asked, momentarily forgetting her background.

"Rich people benefits. I, forcibly, went to a few in the Twin Cities, and he was at a few of them. We talk, once, and not much to say. A complete flirt and very snarky. Your type of guy, actually. Engineering genius." She replied casually.

Danny blinked, reading in between the lines, then blushed. "Hey, just because I'm bi doesn't mean I'm looking for a partner. Also, I would rather sticking to people who wouldn't make me look stupid, thanks."

He heard Sam's audible harsh sigh, and rolled his eyes and continued. "Besides, I'm not interested in men three decades older than me. Ever if they are cute and snarky." He then paused to take a breath. "So how are you and Tucker doing."

"Ahh, that means you're interested!" She playfully spoke, "We're doing fine, promis. Clockwork sent your evil self to help, just incase there was anything we couldn't handle. It has been a nice … boring season, I guess."

The young halfa sighed in relief. "Good. Make sure to remind me to thank Clockwork when I get back, 'kay? Just make sure Dan doesn't mess with the A-lister again. Remember the last time we let him wander around town alone? He might not be evil, but he's still a jerk, sometimes."

There was a muffled shout from the other end. "Oops. Guess he heard that. Don't worry, I'll keep him on a short leash. Also, Jazz is coming on Wednesday, so she can work on his mental state more."

"Okay, tell Jazz, Tucker, and Dan I said 'hey', okay?" He laughed, "Bye."

"See ya, ghost boy." Sam laughed, "We'll be here when you get back, bye."

When she hung up, Danny tucked his phone in his back pocket, then running his hand through his thick, long, and messy black hair which still seemed to defy gravity. He needs a shower, probably before his parents came back from the pool.

This trip is already off to a better start than many other, he just hoped it stayed that way.

God, that was four pages long. I will try to update this soon, sense my Christmas break is almost here. Please tell me if any mistakes. I accept constructive criticism.