Hello! This is Revealing Oneshots! I try to think of as many FF where Danny gets revealed to anyone in the DP universe. I think there are not enough revealing fics, so here you go!

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Warning. This is the most random oneshot I have ever written.

Danny awoke after a bad dream. His parents found out his secret. He remembered something that Sam had said once.

"Be careful Danny. Dreams have a way of coming true."

He shook it off. Besides, what were the chances of them finding out by tacos?

He went back to sleep, unaware out how dreams can reveal the strangest things.

He woke up the next morning, after having that dream again. He dressed, and went down stairs to see what Mom was cooking. He climbed down the stairs.

"Morning Sweetie!" The table was full, of tacos in different size and color boxes.

"Mom? Why is the table covered in tacos?"

"Because the P.T.A is having Taco Night! And your father volunteered me to make them."

"Great. Did you make one for me?"

"Yes I did. 1 taco with cheese, pickles, meat and salsa is right over there." Danny looked over, to a box with his name on it."

"I'll be right back, Sweetie. I just have to check on something in the lab."

Danny walked around in amazement, as the greatness of how many tacos his mom had made sunk in. He was about to take a bite of his taco when his ghost sense went off.

"Oh no. Here! Now?" The Box Ghost, feared by (not) anyone floated through the floor, obviously coming from the Ghost Portal. Followed by Lunch Lady.

"Beware! For your mother has given me the ultimate weapon. Tacos."

"In a box!" The Lunch Lady finished.

"I don't have time for this! My mom will be here, speaking of which, how did she not notice you guys coming out of the Ghost Portal?"

"No one was in the lab of which you speak when we arrived!"

"Ok, well. I don't have time for this." He changed, and lunged for the Fenton Emergency Thermos Disposer that was in every room in the house. None of them actually worked, but Danny could. ((Why could he anyway?))

The tacos started to glow green, as did the boxes. Even his taco!

"No! You do not touch my taco!" He lunged for it, just as the taco floated along with the other tacos to The Lunch Lady.

"Do you know how often we have tacos? Never! And you just took it from me! You are so going to pay!"

The Box Ghost made the Boxes fly over towards Danny, but he just phased.

"Even when there's two of you, it's still too easy!" He fired a weak ectobeam, sending Boxy flying into the wall.

"You do not hurt my husband!"

"Ew. Gross. How did I see that coming?" The Lunch Lady was surrounded by tacos, becoming the gross meat monster.

"Uh, you're still a ghost." Danny fired the thermos, capturing both ghosts with ease.

He changed back. "How am I going to explain this mess to Mom?" As tacos littered the kitchen floor.

"I don't think you'll have to." Danny turned to see his mom, with an ecto weapon, standing in the doorway.

"How long have you been standing there?"

"Since they came out of The Portal. The alarm went off, and I rushed upstairs to check on you. But you don't seem to need it."

"Yeah. Sorry about the tacos."

"You have to help me make more."

"Fine."

"It will take less time, as I have memorized the recipe and you'll be helping. But I have a few questions for you."

"Yeah, I figured that."

"How did you get those powers?"

"The portal accident. It made me half ghost."

"But, that was over 3 months ago! And you didn't tell us?"

"No, I was afraid. With the whole "Dissect you molecule by molecule" I was to scared."

"Who else knows?"

"Sam and Tucker were there when it happened. Jazz figured out later."

"So my two children and their two friends were keeping this secret from us?"

"Yes." He rubbed his neck awkwardly.

"What powers do you have?"
"Basic ghost powers. Like invisibility, intangibility, ectobeams, and flight. And not basic ghost powers, like Ice and my Ghostly Wail."

"I want a full examination when we're done. I can't have my baby becoming unstable now can I?"

"No painful experiments?"

"No painful experiments."

The lesson to everyone. Dreams are really weird. And they can be true.

Zandaya had a dream her pen ran out of ink. She woke up, and wrote it down in her dream journal. Her pen ran out of ink!