I know I should be working on A Phantom Spider, but my muse is not responding to my pleas.

Perhaps working on something similar will jumpstart the deflated bunny in the dusty atic.

I, Quacked Lurker, do not own rights (or even stock) to Danny Phantom.

Danni Fenton shook her head as she approached her 'cousin's' family. It was still weird seeing Jack and Maddie work on a project with Phantom helping them out. Just two months ago, the adults would have dropped the tools in hand and reached for anti-ghost weapons.

While most of the world had recovered from the Disasteroid, many folks were still skeptical about ghosts being real, Amity Park had known and accepted their presence for three years before hand. Most of them were shocked but not overly concerned about the revelation of halfas.

Danni did not tell anyone about her unique relationship with Vlad Masters and Danny Phantom. The Fentons had unofficially adopted her into the family after she 'revealed' the fact she was a cousin of Danny—several times removed, in forged paperwork, but still a cousin.

Jazz was absent at the moment. Sam Manson and Tucker Foley were spending valuable time with their parents. Which turned out to be a good thing.

"DUCK"!

Danni fell to the ground and heard the toast hit the wall before crumbling into burnt ashes. She stood up and dusted off the remains. "I see you inherited your mother's cooking skills."

Jazz stomped into the living room, interrupting whatever device her parents were working on this time. "Dad, we're out of Fudge and Ham, but you haven't put up a fuss?"

Maddie looked up and strolled into the kitchen, but keepied an ear on her husband's comments.

Jack carefully placed the cylindrical object on the cluttered coffee table. "I wanted to get this dimensional phase transmitter prototype fixed before Phantom's fans break down the door." He shrugged.

Danny phased through the floor. "Wasn't that the same item you were working on when the house disappeared for a week?"

Jack said, "I had no blueprints or plans to explore other realms—it was an accidental crossing of two or three wires and a time-delayed spark that rendered us homeless for one whole afternoon."

Maddie poked her head through the open doorway, interrupting the interrogation. "We can test this device out after lunch." She wagged a finger at Danny and Danni. "Go wash up you two."

After a delightful meal of taco salad, yogurt, and Pepsi, the five Fenton walked outside and hopped into the Fenton RV. Well, the three kids immediately took their seats, but Jack lugged the final attachment that looked like an elongated soup can and attacked it to the top of an augmented shotgun. He and Maddie both double-checked the blueprints and angle of the device before placing it on the ceiling of the Ghost Assault Vehicle, and screwed it on.

The final step done, the parents clamored in and strapped on their seatbelts. "Hang on kids, this is going to be a bumpy ride."

Danni didn't understand why Danny and Jazz looked a bit green at the thought, but she copied their movements and wrapped her arms around the armrests and pushed herself deep into the coverings.

With nay a sound, the motor caught and sputtered, but obediently turned over and warmed up. Jack drove the RV down the sidewalk and to the corner before flipping a few new switches.

Energy hummed through the wires dangling from the ceiling, and wires glowed in bursts. A recently installed energy readout lit up and showed the charge capacitor of the gun to be slowly approaching one hundred percent. When the green light hit ninety, Mrs. Fenton pulled out a lever and aimed down the street.

Thankfully, there were no cars or pedestrians, but even if there were obstacles, Jack's driving would have sent the living and mobile running for their lives. This absence of people meant no one was around to see a blue beam shoot from the laser-like device and create a dimensional portal, not unlike other energy devices created by the Fentons. After the RV slipped into the circle, it disappeared, leaving behind no trace of its presence or its passengers.

For this reality, no more than twenty minuets passed before a second blue circular portal opened up and spat out a much battered vehicle. The outer armor smoked and it did not move after being dumped onto the asphalt.

Jack, wearing a sling slid out the driver's door. He scratched his head with a blistered left hand. "Well, I'm not going back to that dimension."

Danni slipped passed Maddie and her brother. Once her shoes hit the grass, she flopped on the dirt, breathing in deeply. "I'd never thought I'd miss my hometown."

Jazz chuckled and joined her sister. "Hopefully this little adventure will keep Dad from messing around with the time stream and alternate realities." She frowned. "Though, he'll probably want to visit other worlds that don't have ghosts"

The two Fenton ladies watched as Danny stumbled out of the RV and collapsed on the street. Maddie, nursing a bruised shoulder, stepped down and helped him to his feet. Jack, meanwhile, clamored around the undercarriage, and looked under the hood, trying to find the problem.

Danni laid on the sun-warmed grass. "It feels like we were gone for months."

Jazz frowned, but remained sitting. "For us, it wasn't even two weeks. Though, I do want to know how much time passed for everyone else."

The late-afternoon sun began to hide behind an cloud. The two Fenton girls jumped to their feet and glanced warily around them. "So, do you think Ben succeeded in saving his world from the Highbreed?"

"I hope so. I do hope so—otherwise, we just might be visited by him or his friends."

Danni began jogging home. "I hope Danny doesn't mind if I contact Tucker and Sam when we get home and tell them about our adventure."

Jazz followed. "You really should make some friends of your own"

"Like who? Everyone younger is following Paulina's example and following Phantom's family around. How will I know who among the mobs that pop up everywhere are interested in me for me instead of my relationship with their hero?"

By this time, four of the five dimensional hoppers were back home. Maddie interrupted. "Good friends will stick through the bad times as well as the good. I know you weren't around before the news broke out, and you were able to find any living family, but there are some folks out there with kids your age." She grasped both daughters by the arm, and led them upstairs. "Cheer up. I think the boys needed the change of scenery more that they admitted."

A filthy Jack bumbled his way downstairs and grabbed the Fenton Crammer before leaving again. Danni watched from the top of the stairs as Mr. Fenton ran to grab his experimental vehicle before it could be towed away.

The petite black haired, blue-eyed child smiled. "It's good to be considered family." She said to herself before she picked up a towel to clean up.