Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom

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You do not need to read Phantom S'mores for this story to make sense! Yes it will add references, but nothing too major! It would be appreciated if you DID read Phantom S'mores, though!

Just to make this clear before you read this story, this happens AFTER my other story, Phantom S'more, and BEFORE Phantom Planet. This is my twist on the topic of going into Danny's mind. Enjoy!

Chapter One: Mistakes Were Most Definetly Made...

Danny was in his seventh and final period of school on a warm, autumn Friday. He was busy doodling in his sketchbook, barely listening to his english teacher. The slightly bald, overweight teacher was droning on about what they would do for the class period. It sounded like a class project something to do with the human brain and emotions... Danny stiffled a yawn.

Fifteen year-old Danny Fenton and his two friends, Sam Manson, and Tucker Foley, were all tired. Early this morning, they woke up to see that Phantom fought off Technus while they were 'asleep'. No one in Amity Park, besides Danny's sister, Jazz, knew who the ghostly hero, Danny Phantom truely was.

They spent most of the night hunting down Technus after he escaped. Even though they roughly had only two or three hours of sleep each, they only fell asleep a couple times during class.

"Mr. Fenton! Kindly come up to my desk!" Danny jolted awake. He didn't realize that his head was slowly falling down towards his desk. He quickly stood up and walked to his teacher's desk expecting the worst. Danny caught Sam and Tucker staring at him sadly, knowing he would most likely be getting detention.

Dash stuck out his leg, hoping to trip him, but Danny stepped over it, and instead got hit by a spitball.

When he managed to make the short trek to Mr. Lancer's desk, he got straight to the point.

"Daniel... your grades are already slipping, and we haven't even passed winter break!" Danny nodded sadly and looked down at his shoes. He was expecting to get another detention for his grades.

Instead, Mr. Lancer surprised him. "There is a way to help raise your grade, though, if you are willing to take it."

Danny hurridly looked up. "I'll do anything!" Lancer saw a sparkle of hope in his student's icy blue eyes.

Lancer sighed, expecting this. "It's kind of personal, but I would like you to help us with today's project." Danny nodded his head, willing him to continue. "It involves going inside your head. We would look at some of your memories and emotions." Danny looked crestfallen. "It would only be the basic emotions and memories."

"Which ones?" Danny's eyes lost the twinkle. He saw how wrong this could go in multiple different ways. It looked like another year of almost failing, detentions, and missed homework assignments.

Lancer clasped his hands together on his desk. "We would only see the emotions Happiness, Sadness, Anger, Surprise, Distgust, and, if you are willing, one of your fears."

Danny looked ready to turn around and head back to his desk. "If I do happen to agree to this, how much would my grade be raised?"

Lancer looked thoughtful. He needed someone to be the test subject, and against popular belief, Lancer did care about his students. Especially Daniel. He had to make it almost iresistable. "Let's just say that if you kept up how you are going, by the end of the year, you will have a solid B minus."

Danny's eyes widened. Lancer could practically see the cogs turning in his head. "Okay, but under one condition." Lancer nodded his head once, willing the young teen to continue. "If Sam and Tucker say don't go somewhere, you listen to them. There's things that I would like to keep to myself." Lancer saw Danny's eyes flick over to the A-listers.

"Agreed." Danny and Lancer shook hands, before he started walking back to his desk.

A few minutes later, Lancer stood up and started talking about what the procedure would be. Danny wanted no one to know it was his mind they would go in, so Lancer agreed and only talked about the subject they would use for this experiment.

Danny shivered everytime Lancer said the word 'subject'. He still remembered what his parents did to him before the camping trip. Or what they did to his other persona, Danny Phantom.

When Lancer started passing out black headbands, Danny decided to explain to his friends what they were truely doing.

"YOU WHAT?!" Everyone paused what they were doing, and looked at the trio in the back corner of the room. Danny winced. He knew they would take it the wrong way.

Sam lowered her voice to a whisper. "Danny! What if they find out your secret?! We told you we would help out with your grades this year!"

Danny lowered his head. "I know, Sam, but with how my grades are now, this could really help me out!"

"Dude, your chances of exposure as Phantom just sky rocketed! Your memories will most likely show you fighting as Phantom through the emotions, no matter what Lancer says!" Tucker looked up from his PDA and showed him the pie chart he made.

Danny looked slightly exhasberated. "That's why I told Lancer that you guys would be in charge if they should go in somewhere or not!" They looked at him sternly, not believing that their friend would be so idiotic.

Before any of them could say a word, Lancer finally reached them. He handed Sam and Tucker black headbands, like the rest of the class', but gave Danny a white headband. He leaned towards Danny. "Now Daniel, press this button here when we are about to press ours. It will make you go to sleep imediatly, so it would be best if you were in a comfortable position."

Danny nodded, and watched Mr. Lancer walk back to his desk. "Danny this is stupid!"

"Yeah, dude! This is dangerous! Any amount of things could go wrong with this!"

Danny chose not to answer. He instead protended to give all his attention to his teacher. His friends sighed and followed their friend's lead, and listened to Lancer.

"Now everyone, on your headband, there is a small button here-" He ponted to a hidden button near the bottom on one of the sides. "Take your headband off and find that button. We will all need to press this button at almost the same time to go into Daniel's brain."

The trio's eyes widened. Mr. Lancer slipped up and used his name instead of annonymisly saying 'subject'.

Lancer then noticed his mistake and tried to correct it, but the damage was already done.

"Eww, why do we need to go in the loser's brain?" Paulina Sanchez looked at her friend, Star, for comformation.

"Yeah, like, at least can we go in, like, someone else's more popular brain?"

It was Dash's turn for outrage at this news. "I am not going in Fentwerp's brain! It's probably all loser and geek like in there!"

Lancer finally broke through his student's yelling. "Quiet down! The reason we are going into Daniel's brain is because there were no volunteers, and he is the one who desperatly needs the grade bonus of this! Now put on your headbands and get ready to press the button when I say, or you will get detention!"

The A-listers glared at Danny before they put their headbands on.

"Thank you! Now everyone, get into a comfortable position!" Lancer walked over to his desk and sat down. "Daniel, you can press the button now!"

Danny looked over at his friends, a little worry in his eyes, before he took a deep breath and pressed the button that would activate his white headband.

He instantly fell asleep and snored a bit. Lancer looked at his other students. "Now press the button on the count of three."

Sam was worried about what would happen with them doing this.

"One... Two... Three!"

They all pressed the button and instantly felt drowsy. They all continued to go to sleep. Some pleasently layed down, while others were stubborn, and fell asleep in akward positions.

The first one to 'wake up' in Danny's mind was Valerie. She blinked the stars out of her eyes before she slowly stood up. The second thing she did was take in her surroundings. It sort of looked like the ghost zone in a way, except the sky had a hint of icy blue, the color of Danny's eyes. The other colors were, of course green and black.

Just like the ghost zone, there were doors. They didn't range in a lot of colors, but they each were different in some way, even if they did look simular.

As Valerie was still stunned on what her surroundings were, she didn't notice her other classmates when they started appearing. Tucker and Sam appeared at almost the same time, followed by Dash, Paulina, and Star.

Paulina was, of course, the first one to whine. "Ugh, my head hurts! Stupid Fenton with his dumb mind!"

Everyone rolled their eyes. "Paulina, please don't start whining already! We haven't even been here for a minute!"

"Shut it, Goth freak!

"Why you little..." Tucker quickly grabbed Sam, afraid that she would try something.

While Tucker was busy holding off Sam, Dash stood up and took in his surroundings. "Whoa, Fenturd's mind is wierd!" He started walking over to a floating door, which slowly floated towards him, encouraging him to come into it.

Right when Dash's hand went to touch the doornob, Lancer appeared. He took in the sight of two of his students holding another back. It looked like Valerie decided to help keep Sam from attacking Paulina. He looked quickly around, and saw Dash, who was about to open up the door.

"Moby Dick, Mr. Baxter! Don't touch that door!" Everyone stopped what they were doing to either look at Mr. Lancer questioningly, or Dash in surprise.

The rest of the class decided to show up at that moment. "Good, we're all here. So the first thing we will be doing in Mr. Fenton's mind, is going into the basic emotions. Does anyone know what they are?"

Mikey raised his hand, still used to being in a classroom. "There's Fear, Happiness, Sadness, and Anger!"

Mr. Lancer looked impressed. "You listed all of them, but three. Does anyone else know what the remaining three are?" Mr. Lancer looked around the heads of his students, wishing for a hand to pop up. "Yes, Ms. Manson?"

Everyone turned to look at the goth, who stood taller under the A-lister's glares. "There's also Surprise, Disgust, and... Love"

"Spot on!" Everyone turned back to Mr. Lancer, and Sam managed to hide the blush that slowly appeared when she said love. "We will only go into six of these emotions, and leave Love untouched. Mr. Fenton needs a little privacy."

Valerie heard Dash muttur something that sounded like, "Fenturd doesn't have a lot of secrets..."

"So now that we know the basic emotions, we will enter the correct doors and see memories of said emotions." The class looked skeptical of finding only six doors out of the hundreds floating around.

"The doors will be the most obvious, since the others branch from those emotions. Any questions so far?" Paulina raised her hand. "Yes, Ms. Sanchez?"

"Why can't we go in Love? We all know he loves me!" Sam growled, which didn't go unnoticed by a certain A-lister.

"Mr. Fenton deserves a little privacy for him to keep. We are already entering his personal space already, in a matter of speaking, so Daniel has the right to keep things to himself..."

Paulina glared daggers at Sam. Who does she think she is? Danny obviously loves me! Every boy in school does, she thought. She completly missed what her teacher said.

Lancer was oblivious to what was happening with his students. He turned his back to them, and started explaining more. "If we follow this path down a little, it should lead us to one of the first emotions." He pointed in one of the directions the path lead. "It will circle around, bringing us back to this point so we can leave, but we do have a time limit to keep. So let's get walking."

Everyone groaned at the idea of walking on a path that seemed to go on forever.

They walked for what seemed like forever, in which Paulina managed to complain about ten times. The other kids tried to keep themselves entertained by the view around them, but quickly became bored.

The jocks managed to bring a football out of all things, with them into Danny's mind. They kept throwing it back and forth until they arrived at their location.

Some of the kids who weren't paying attention kept walking, while others, like Sam, Tucker, Valerie, Mikey, Nathan, and surprisingly, Star, noticed their slightly over weight teacher stop near a huge door. The others hurried back when they noticed this.

The door in question was black, with icy blue and neon green highlights in a swirling fashion as the design. The doornob was almost a glowing white. There was also a symbol on the door. It looked like a smiley face inside of the swirls, but it was hard to see unless you knew it was there.

The A-listers pushed to the front of the group, and stood around Mr. Lancer.

"Okay, class, this is the first emotion, happiness. It is supposed to be Mr. Fenton's happiest memory or memories he's had, so keep your judgement to yourself, please."

"Like Fentoenail has any happy memories..."

Sam growled at Dash. Tucker and Valerie quickly grabbed hold of her, scared she would try to attack him.

Lancer opened up the door, and let the class file in before he stepped in himself, closing the door.

It was pitch black after Lancer closed the door. Then, white lights lit up around the room. It lead to a movie theater-like area that looked simular to Sam's entertainment room. They quickly sat down in the black and white seats, which were, convinietly not leather.

As soon as the class sat down, a projection appeared around them. The seats looked like they vanished. They each saw the same thing.

They felt like they were flying. It was still black, which made Lancer think Danny had his eyes closed.

Right when he thought that, Danny 'opened' his eyes, and they saw that he was over the city, floating. Danny, convinietly looked around, so the class could see nothing was holding him up.

They all felt at peace and happy. Even though Danny suddenly spead up and made loopdeloops, the feeling stayed with them. Suddenly, they felt a shiver go through them, and the memory faded.

Before any of them could think of what happend, they were launched into another one. This time the class could understand more of what was happening.

Danny was sitting in an arm chair in Sam's entertainment room, next to Tucker, while they played the newest game on the huge TV screen.

Tucker was close to winning, but Danny made a comeback, and beat Tucker with tons of points to spare.

"Whoo! I finally beat you in something!" He got up from his seat, and danced. The students felt the joy of winning the game, feeling like they just did it as well.

Tucker looked like he was skulking. "That was pure luck! I call a rematch!"

They saw Danny look over at Tucker. "You're on!"

He beat Tucker a couple times more, until he finally gave up. "Alright dude, you win!"

"Yep, and you lost really bad, Tuck."

Danny looked around for the voice, and saw Sam reading a gothic poetry book. "How long you've been there, Sam?"

Sam shrugged. "Since you beat Tucker twice. And you forget, this is my house. I'm almost always here."

They managed to hear Tucker muttur to himself, obviously intending to keep it to himself. "Unless Danny's somewhere else, you're always there with him."

"Tuck!"

"What?" He then guessed that Danny heard. "Well, it's true!"

Sam walked in front of Tucker. She spoke with a sinisterly sweet voice. "Just like it's true your shins are gonna be black and blue?"

Tucker blanched, and Danny laughed. The view they had faded to black, until the white lights came on, and the door opened.

The class shuffled out quietly. They were all deep in though with what they saw.

Then Paulina had to ruin it. "Why was Danny flying?"

Sam and Tucker paled. Mr. Lancer looked over at them. "Yes... I would like to know that, too..."

To Be Continued...

A/N

This will be posted when I'm stuck in Phantom S'mores, so this will probably take awhile to get the next chapter up. Unlike Phantom S'mores, this is already planned out with the basic outline, so I already know how many chapters there is going to be. (Which is 6!)

I will probably add a little DxS fluff in here, so watch for it!

Review and tell me what ya think of it so far! Thanks!