Cartoons » Fairly OddParents » FOP and Danny Phantom Crossover

Author: Echo Spectre

1. Chapter 1 2. Chapter 2 3. Chapter 3 4. Chapter 4 5. Chapter 5 6. Chapter 6 7. Chapter 7 8. Chapter 8 9. Chapter 9

Rated: K+ - English - Mystery/Humor - Reviews: 117 - Published: 05-26-12 - Updated: 08-12-12

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Disclaimer: I do not own DP or FOP, but if I did I would keep them going on and on and I WOULD NOT cancel them!

Author's Notes:

Hey, guys! This is my first crossover! I'm so excited. I know not very many people read this kind of crossover, so please spread this story around so more people can read it! This is gonna be a great story, I promise you that!

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Ghost Tracker

Timmy Turner was an average kid on the outside, who lived in a quiet little suburb called Dimmsdale. He was quite happy, strangely enough, even though you might consider that a) his parents usually abandoned him to go to 'adults only' getaways and left him with an evil babysitter, Vicky, who tortured Timmy with chainsaws and backbreaking work, b) his crazed, lunatic teacher, Mr. Crocker, was constantly giving him Fs for no reason whatsoever, and c) he was bullied every day by Grey-skinned Francis 'till black and blue were his new pigment colors, so one could sympathize and understand if he wanted to go die in a hole.

The reason why Timmy was so happy was because he had two fairy godparents, Cosmo and Wanda. Cosmo, the loopy, IQ-lower-than-average, green-haired fairy, was closer to Timmy than Wanda, the pink-haired, nag-mouthed, smarter one. You see, Cosmo loved to have fun, while Wanda sat around trying to stop Cosmo and Timmy from doing that fun, which normally consisted of dangerous exploding things.

Timmy's godparents granted his every wish, unless Da Rules proclaimed the opposite. There were a few regulations to wishing that Timmy sometimes forgot. I'm not going to go into any details right now, because you haven't heard the rest of the story.

Dimmsdale was sometimes too quiet for Timmy's liking, for he enjoyed more excitement in life than relaxation.

One sunny, clear, hotter-than-preferred day, Timmy was enjoying no school because it was the day right after the last day of school, but he was bored out of his mind.

To pass the time, Timmy sat in his room asking Wanda and Cosmo random questions about life and stuff, for he had nothing else to do.

"Is it possible to get sick from eating healthy food?" he asked.

"Uh -," Cosmo started, but Wanda butted in.

"Yes Timmy, it's possible. But it's still good to eat healthy stuff, and sweets only every once-in-a-while, you know," she explained.

"That makes sense," Timmy replied, and then thought hard in hopes of coming up with a new question.

"Is there really such things as ghosts?" he asked after pondering for a minute.

"You know, Timmy, we honestly don't know. You could wish for something to know if they exist, though," Wanda replied again.

"Okay! I...uh...wish for a ghost tracking device!" Timmy told his fairies.

They raised their starry wands, and with a flash of light, Timmy was holding a beeping, metal cell phone-like thing with an antenna. It had a screen showing a small map of Dimmsdale, and red dots indicated if ghosts were in a certain area.

"Hey, there's my friend Larry," said Cosmo, pointing to a fish-shaped ghost dot.

"You're friends with a ghost?" asked Wanda. "I thought you didn't know if ghosts existed or not."

"Oh, yeah...I forgot," said Cosmo, who didn't know what was going on half the time.

"Good ol' Cosmo, has to forget something, as always," Wanda said in exasperation.

"But you still said yeeesssss," Cosmo pointed out, staring at Wanda with love in his eyes. They looked at each other tenderly for a while. Timmy tried to get their attention by waving his hands in front of their faces and yelling, "Hey guyyys!" This seemed to do the trick, for Cosmo shook his head of vague thoughts and looked back at Timmy. Wanda, the same.

"We should go find the ghosts and see if they're friendly," Timmy suggested. He opened the door and left his bedroom, heading out to the open garage where he wished for a speedy bicycle, and they headed down the street towards the nearest dot.

"You know, we could've just 'poofed' him there," Wanda pointed out. Cosmo agreed by nodding and saying, "He's not very smart, is he?"

I know it's short, and I'm sorry for that. The more reviews the more chapters, remember, guys!

Hey, I just got another idea. In the reviews tell me how my story is, (and be honest. Tell me what I need to change so I can make the story better,) but also tell me if you like DP or FOP more. It would be interesting to see which one is more popular, so read the reviews, guys! I'll see you later! Keep this story posted, because I'll be writing chapter 2 really soon, I hope. I'm a fast typer, so you don't have to wait so long for it to be finished. All I need are the reviews!