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Phic Phight - Milk Hair Scare Thilk Pair Share

For: @roundaboutnow @staira and Fuyu_FoxWriter

Of course one day Danny looking nearly identical in both forms was going to cause problems, especially when his dad goes and turns very much human-to-his-dad’s-knowledge Danny’s hair white. At least Danny manages to technically keep his secret? Even if Phantom’s ‘a Fenton’ now.

“Danny-boy! Catch!”.

Danny jerks at the table, dropping his cereal spoon and attempting to catch the weird metal pole thing his dad just threw at him. It bounces off of his fingers a couple of times and winds up in the cereal… because of course it does. Danny grabbing it out with two fingers and holding it up, watching milk dripping off of it before eyeing his dad, who’s hiding around the corner slightly. Danny glaring a little, for dad to be ‘hiding’ like that, “dad, stop using me to test for things reactions to ecto-contamination”.

Dad just eyes the pole thing before popping out from behind the wall laughing and grinning, “nonsense! It’s the easiest way and you know I only do it with stuff that’s supposed to be harmless!”.

“Still!”, Danny sighing and grumbling, “and now my cereal is wrecked”.

Dad scratching his head, “oh yeah, I probably wouldn’t drink that now. I don’t think the Powder Purity Puffer is water proof”.

“The what?”, Danny quirking an eyebrow, “um, what is it supposed to do?”. Purify ghosts out of existence? Purify ecto-contamination? Turn ghost ecto-blasts into powder? And what about this thing ‘puffs’?

“Oh nothing much! It’s a powdered version of the Fenton de-glow spray”.

“Then why isn’t it called de-glow powder?”.

Dad smirking, “the ghosts would expect that”. Danny thinks the ghosts don’t pay any attention to the names of his parents creations, all he was doing was confusing the people who live here… and anyone attempting to buy anything from them online. The online store was an utter nightmare. His dad nodding to himself, “and it should do more than that, getting rid of the less human-looking aspects of the ghost! That way we could totally figure out who the ghost used to be!”, tilting his head, “Vladdie brought up a good idea that eventually someone in this town was probably going to die and become a ghost. You know, because there’s so much latent ecto in the air!”.

Oh so Vlad was to blame for wrecking his cereal? Great. “So what? It’ll give them normal skin tones? Make fire hair not on fire? Jazz would say that would probably be traumatizing, or whatever, for the ghost”.

Dad waving him off, “oh pfft, you can’t traumatize a ghost, that’s just silly!”.

Danny just glares a little more before letting his dad take the pole thing, and getting up to dump out his cereal. Of course the sink literally pops out of the counter, sending his cereal bowl flying and onto his head, Danny glaring at the spring that’s attached to the bottom of the sink while the sink just bounces around midair, “why is the sink on a spring?”.

Dad laughing as he walks over, “ah sorry ‘bout that! The garbage disposal was having issues with breaking apart that pie that got contaminated, so figured I’d sup it up! The spring is for added tension”, grabbing the still slightly bouncing sink and forcing it back down and into the counter, “worked like a charm but looks like I’m gonna have to reinforce the counter!”.

“Yeah…”. Guess Danny’s not using the sink or garbage disposal for a while. Ugh. Grabbing the bowl off of his head and glaring at the few pieces of marshmallow still in it. You know… he’s hair doesn’t feel wet actually. Cautiously thumbing his fingers on some of his hair and eyeing his fingers, the milk got powderized! Blinking, “the milk turned to powder!”. Great, his dad made another thing that affects food. If it was safe to eat this could actually be really good for rations though.

Dad laughing, “neat! Let me sample that! Don’t wash it off!”.

Danny sighing as his dad runs off, putting his hands on his hips, “at least see if it’s still safe to eat! Could make better Fenton Rations! Ghost invasion survival supplies!”. Dad always needed a ghost related reason to motivate him properly.

Dad shouting up from the lab, “GOOD IDEA! DANNY! THEN THE SPOOKS WILL UNDERESTIMATE HOW LONG WE CAN LAST FOR! HA!”.

Danny just shakes his head as his mom pops in, “Danny have you- Phantom! What are you doing in here you spectral menace! Get out of my son’s clothes!”; and mom has a gun drawn at him, firing immediately.

Danny ducking and scrambling under the table, the shot feeling like it slightly singed his hair, “mom what the heck! I’m not a ghost!”.

She bends down, gun still pointed at him, him scowling and gesturing with his hands exaggeratedly, “do I look like I’m glowing and floating! And I get enough of the Phantom accusations from Wes!”.

She blinks at him, “oh that is true-”, then narrowing her eyes, “you could have stole our de-glow spray! Do not take me for a fool”.

“Oh my zone! Stop!”. This is totally because of the milk powder in his hair isn’t it? Ugh. He knows dad will be a little bummed but he’d rather not get shot! So he shakes his head like a wet dog, making a small cloud of white powder, “it’s powder! My hair is not white!”.

“A likely excuse!”.

“No it’s not!”.

“DANNY I’VE GOT THE SAMPLE KIT- hey where’d you go? IS THERE A GHOST UNDER THE TABLE!”.

“Dad make her stop!”.

Danny glaring at his dad as the man gets onto the ground to stare under at him. The man looks surprised then confused, “you’re hair’s white!”.

“The powder’s white! It was milk!”.

Dad blinking, “oh yeah good point”, and thankfully puts a hands on mom’s gun, laughing awkwardly, “that’s definitely Danny, Mads. Same clothing that he was just wearing and everything. The sink did dump a thing of powderized milk on his head”, beaming a little, “the Powder Purity Puffer can powderize milk apparently!”, titling his head, “can’t wait to see what else it can do that to”.

Mom looking to dad while gesturing a hand at Danny, “if that was just powder, Jack, it would still be black just with a layer of white, like really terrible dandruff”.

Dad blinking, “huh”, and eyes Danny curiously.

Oh shit, it wasn’t just the white powder. Great. He makes a point to grab at his hair, move it in front of his eyes some, and look confused by it, “huh?”.

His dad scratching his head before looking around at the shook off powder mess, “well that’s definitely the same milk powder, too bad it’s got floor and under table gunk on it now”.

“Mom was trying to shoot me!”.

Dad laughing awkwardly, “yeah I guess that’s fair”, and holds up the sample kit.

Danny glaring and sighing, just sitting cross legged in the floor, still under the table, putting an elbow on a knee and his chin in his hand, “yeah yeah, sample away”.

Dad beaming, looking at mom quickly, “see? That’s definitely our Danno, no way any spook would let a Fenton take samples willingly”, then crawls half under the table with Danny, having to lay on his stomach, and just starts taking hair and powder samples.

Mom frowning a little before retracting her gun, “sorry sweetie, but minus the glow, your hair does look just like Phantom’s”.

Danny rolling his eyes, “it’s fine”. It’s not like he wasn’t used to them shooting at him, she missed that’s what mattered. But come on, he’s wearing his clothing, the powder stuff is obviously something, he’s not glowing, and his eyes are -hopefully- blue! It should be obvious that he’s not Phantom… even if he actually is Phantom.

His dad wiggling himself back and out from under the table is honestly too silly not to laugh at, the beaming, “thanks son! Now I’m gonna go check this stuff out. I wonder if it’ll still have the same molecular structure as milk! Did any of your contamination get in! Did it make your hair white because it’s white!?! So many questions!”, and he bolts off down to the lab.

Mom smiling fondly and shaking her head before making come here motions at Danny, “alright you, get out from under there and I’ll see what I can do about your hair”.

Danny pretty desperately wants it to simply wash out, but with his luck? HA. Not gonna happen. Either way he does crawl out, stretching his back out as he stands back up right; then giving his head another good shake, you know, just in case.

His mom shaking her head at him a little, “you’re making a mess”.

He just kinda shrugs at her before grabbing a mixing bowl to fill up with water and try to wash all this stuff out. Dunking his head in and jumping a little when mom starts helping; he’s honestly a little surprised she didn’t go down to the lab but well, his parents could be decent parents sometimes. Him stilling when she hums, “well it’s not coming out or fading”. Oh fuck him entirely.

“HA! WOW!”. His dad throws the lab door open, resulting in Danny jerking his head back and out of the water; sending water splashing everywhere and making his mom yelp a little. Dad laughing, “oh sorry about the scare!”.

Danny glaring at him a little with dripping soaking wet and definitely still white hair based on the few pieces in front of his eyes. Danny blinking, “let me guess, my hair molecules, or whatever, have been messed with?”.

Dad scratching his head, “haha, yeah. Looks like the compounds interact a little too well with Kretin specifically?”, glancing around awkwardly, “nothing short of complete follicle regeneration therapy will reverse it, I think”,

“Oh gee thanks dad”.

“Jack”.

Dad puts his hands up, “hey in my defence, it was only supposed to change ghost’s colours, the colour of layers of ectoplasm”.

Danny crossing his arms, “you literally threw it at me to see if it would react to me”.

“And it didn’t! It reacted to the milk, all that calcium and vitamin d interfered with it”, dad snapping his fingers, “oh and definitely not edible”.

Danny shaking his head a little before running a hand through his hair, fingering it a bit, “so is it gonna grow out or?”; he is not shaving his head, partly because his hair literally has not grown at all since the whole dying thing. He refuses to spend the rest of his days bald, that or his hair will instantly regrow which he absolutely could not explain. But also because he seriously doubts he’s look good rocking a Mr. Lancer cut/shave. His dad just starts looking around like he’s trying to pretend Danny never even asked. Danny sighing, “alright. Cool. Guess Wes is just going to follow me around screaming and pointing at my hair for, like, a week”.

His mom starts drying his hair off with a towel, “as if you haven’t been actively encouraging that boy”, her frowning and humming a little, “though I would have definitely preferred any other colour. This is… far too similar to Phantom”.

Dad scratching his head, “yeah I thought the colour was because of the milk but nope!”, scratching his head, “the Powder Purity Puff is supposed to make ghosts look like their human self, so maybe it does the opposite with a human?”.

Danny would like to leave this conversation now! Instead he’s stuck here nervously wringing out a half damp towel, while his parents basically play hopscotch onto and off of his secret identity.

“That’s practically saying Danny would actually look just like Phantom, Jack. Ghosts just don’t look that similar”.

“A doppelgänger thing maybe?”.

“Ghost siblings often don’t even share skin colour, nonetheless hair colour”.

“Maybe Phantom did copy Danny boy?”.

“We’ve disproven that around eight times. Its form is much to consistent to be mere copying. It could be pure chance but that seems so odd”.

“Maybe Phantom used to have black hair?”.

“We can’t know that for sure, and I’m positive ghosts aren’t simply coloured the opposite of when they were alive. Otherwise Phantom would have died in a black and white jumpsuit”.

“Ghosts can have good fashion sense can’t they? Danny-boys suit is black and white too to go with his skin after all!”.

Oh Ancients, abort! Abort! Abort! He never ever brought up his ‘missing’ suit for a reason! Especially because both of them just… stop and start staring at him.

His dad tilting his head after a while, “come to think of it, hasn’t yours been missing for a while?”.

Fuck! Shit! Danny blinks owlishly, “uhhh, yes?”. Oh how is he supposed to deal with this! Obviously he has to get them off of his jumpsuit, there is no world in which he can actually explain that. The conversation of his hair… well he’s apparently stuck with it so no point trying to avoid ‘Danny Fenton has white hair now’ conversation.

Mom narrows her eyes a little at him, glancing up and down him and Danny is positive she’s trying to imagine him wearing his jumpsuit. He is so seriously hoping she forgot exactly how the thing looked! Then his dad smacks one fist into his other hand, “maybe Phantom stole it!”.

Mom looking at him like he’s lost it a little, “why would It do that, Jack? They’re lined with anti-ecto materials and ghosts tend to be pretty attached to their natural outer ectoplasmic layers. One covering theirs up with a hunters anti-ecto jumpsuit would be boarder-line suicidal and wildly abnormal, even if Phantom is a bizarre one”.

Oh Danny absolutely was very attached to his jumpsuit, even the idea of wearing a shirt over it rubs him the wrong way a little… unless it was for a good joke or was somehow helpful.

Dad grinning, “maybe Phantom just thinks they’re super cool, they are after all”.

“I really doubt that, hon”, her then going back to eyeing Danny, who is majorly struggling to not look extremely nervous and thus extremely suspicious. “You know, I could never tell with how dark your hair is- was, that you had that little messy swirl on the back of your head, or that your short sides looked that kinked and frizzy”.

Dad frowning slightly, “oh yeah, I see it… that’s also just like Phantom”.

Danny wants to cry a little, “wh-what? Really? Pfft, that’s crazy. Super bizarre coincidence”, and gives a little broken half laugh. He is so screwed here.

They stare at him and he stares owlishly back. What can he even say here? The Phantom stole his face thing was firmly disproven. His folks wouldn’t believe for a second that Phantom just happened to come into existence right next to him and that’s why they look a like; he tried that. Trying to spin something were Danny being near the portal when it was made left an impression on the ecto and just magically poofed Phantom into existence, wouldn’t work for shit; they still didn’t believe in the idea of Ancients and Zone native species, even though they’ve meet many of them. Could claim he was originally a twin and the twin just died before his mom ever got those ultra sound thingies? But knowing his mom she might have ultrasounded herself as soon as she knew, or maybe a dying fetus would leave lingering ecto for a little while, ecto his parents would have picked up on. Him getting caught lying would just make this actively worse. Cloning? He has actually been cloned but who the heck would have cloned fully human fourteen year old him? Like nowadays they’d buy someone cloning him due to his contamination… or just Vlad being creepy, in his mom’s case. But back then? Absolutely not.

Wait, back when he fucked up the time line ‘cause of Vlad’s dumbass -seriously, if the man had just legitimately asked for help, Danny would have helped. He doesn’t hate Vlad enough to want him dead dead via wildly unpleasant via ecto-acne. If Vlad fully dies Danny wants it to be purely because of the guys own personal fuck up- his parents pretty damn quickly believed he was their alternate timeline son. So… arguably, this timelines them could believe the same? And unless they somehow tracked down ClockWork, and believed they really were effectively the god of time, and asked them if this was true instead of shooting at them, and ClockWork actually answered them honestly, they would never be able to prove this shit wrong. Which, obviously all of that was never going to happen.

His mom puts her hands on her hips, “Danny is there something you need to tell us?”.

His dad nodding a little, “did you, like, make Phantom or something? Cool! But bad. Don’t secretly make ghosts”.

She glances at his dad, “I’m fairly certain that wouldn’t be possible, especially at fourteen”.

Ugh. Ah. Fuck. Nervously blurting out, “he’s from an alternate timeline where everyone in Amity died because of all the ghosts problems and the ghost armies thing and getting laid siege to and really didn’t like that and the zone can fuck with time and shit and now he’s here and totally definitely doesn’t want Amity blown up again because of ghosts and maybe sure yeah he totally took the jumpsuit cause of reminding of family and shit being a sentimental dumbass for like mass death trauma or something I don’t know and I might have tied him up one time and questioned the answers out of him because yeah the similarities are really goddamn weird oh my god he breaks into the house all the time to just kinda be here and like no one has ever claimed he’s smart C minus student at best which you know kinda tracks with me so like yeah”; and then wheezes.

He… he could have done better than that, but he panicked okay! And shit! He’s pretty sure he went way past what the human lung capacity can tolerate. Should he pretend to pass out?!? Shit no they might use that as an excuse to run tests on him or something, or they’ll come up with more of their own ideas that would be oh so much worse. So instead he just… wheezes a little bit more.

His dad blinks, “wow son, you got your old man’s lungs I guess”, then shakes his head out almost violently, “so… alternate timeline you? Where everyone died? What?”; and he blinks harshly again, looking dumbfounded. Which hey! Danny’s fine with that! If just confusing and shocking them gets them off of thinking this Danny specifically is Phantom then yay! His dad going wide eyed, “you tortured information out of a ghost! That’s awesome!”, the furrowing his brows, “but- wait. Not awesome? What?”. Oh no is Danny gonna give his dad an aneurism or something? Why was ‘hey Phantom is technically your other time line son’ so much easier to tell them in a different time line! Ugh!

Mom’s hand twitches a little before she brings them both up to her chest and leans forwards at him a little, “Phantom told you all that and you… believed it?”, humming and frowning, “I’ll admit, making up a lie like that would seem to be beyond a ghosts mental capacities. And alternate timelines are not only feasible but likely, as is them being connected to the Ghost Zone. So it’s not outlandish. But still”.

Danny blinks once, “uhhhh, his thumb print works on the portal lock?”. Either he is digging himself out of a hole or aggressively deeper into one, there is no in between.

His dad looks absolutely blown away while his mom stammers a little, “i-it does? And you didn’t mention this why?”.

The Zone does he say to that? “Uh, er, I’m, uh, I wasn’t super cool with mentioning that maybe leading to me coming home to a sorta me on a dissection table because I’m sure that would probably give me some very weird nightmares that I would very much like to avoid and y'all would definitely totally for sure feel super bad about breaking your own kind other world kid down molecule by molecule and Jazz would call that traumatic for everybody”; this time he forces himself to shut up, because he absolutely does not want to just go and dump his ‘dissection paranoia’ in his folks right here and now; maybe not ever actually holy shit.

His mom actually softens at that, “oh sweetie, we haven’t been interested in doing that to Phantom for a while now”.

His dad giving a truly pained and awkward laugh that’s closer to a wheeze, “the town does, uh, need the, er spook”, blinking, “but you’re for sure right”.

Mom frowning and nodding a little, looking to dad, “if Phantom really is our boy- other us’s boy, then yes. I doubt I could recovering from doing… that”. Dad just nodding immediately and vigorously.

Danny actually kinda wants to vomit out of sheer relief… and anxiety, mostly anxiety. Them just being concerned instead of angry actually just makes him feel guilty on top of nauseous. He is absolutely not backtracking shit all now though. Absolutely not. He is in too deep to this bullshit to yank on the bulls reigns and change course. He’s locked in on this dumbass idea now. Never back down never give up. Oh wait nope, yeah, yeah no, yeah… he’s almost definitely going to vomit here. Oh Ancients. If he fucking keels over and vomits he’s gonna worry them so nope, naw, swallow and bear it self, swallow and bear it.

Mom sighing at his dad before looking back to Danny, “so… Phantom came here, from another timeline, to… protect this Amity Park from getting destroyed by ghosts?”, humming and tapping her chin, staring at the floor, “perhaps the circumstances of Phantom’s death resulted in an Obsession focused around ensuring the survival of Amity Park?”.

Danny tries not to flinch at his Obsession getting wildly mislabeled, but eh, that was kinda? close? to protection? He’s absolutely not outing his Obsession properly, even thinking about that is making the nausea actively worse.

His dad humming to but looking up at the ceiling instead, “that’s be a pretty wide range Obsession, oh whatever”, snapping his head back down to Danny, “so, you believe the spook huh?”.

His dad doesn’t look mad, so he feels perfectly okay-ish saying, “uh, yeah? Yes”.

His dad nods really firmly at him actually before smacking a fist in palm again, “well if my boy believes it then so do I! And! There’s sorta kinda proof! And it explains so much”, gesturing a little ridiculously, “why the ghost is even in Amity so much! Being a sorta hunter because of course a Fenton fights ghosts! The weird familiarity with our tech! And that weird one time the spook called me dad!”. Ah fuck, he thought his dad had never actually noticed any of his little early days slip ups. Ugh.

Mom looking to his dad judgingly, “Phantom called you dad? And you didn’t question that? Jack!”. To be fair, Danny had also called mom ‘mom’ as Phantom, she just apparently didn’t notice. Huh. Weird. Usually it wasn’t his dad noticing something she completely misses.

Dad shrugs, “what? I just thought it was because I’m so dad shaped, you know?!”.

Mom sighing, “okay well”, looking back to Danny, “so Phantom, is you?”.

“From a different timeline and totally definitely not this one nope Definitely not that would be impossible ha ha his timeline was like totally really screwed think like everybody everybody died and stuff”.

The look she gives him absolutely makes his stomach do aggressive flip flops, but she sighs, “yes I could see if Amity went, all of the actually competent ghost hunters went first, there wouldn’t have been much else the rest of the world could have done against the likes of Vortex or that Pariah ghost”.

Danny wheeze, “ha ha yeah”. It was true though, everyone would have been so screwed.

His dad goes bugged eyed, “he’s an orphaned Fenton! I will not stand for that!”, and just… bolts out the goddamn door.

Is… is he going to try and find Phantom? To what? ADOPT THE GUY! Oh Ancients, yeah no. EuGH. Danny wheezes a little and then, “blegh”, vomit spilling out of his mouth, down his neck and shirt, and onto the floor a little. Maybe this was a bad plan.

His mom jumping a bit and grabbing the semi-dried towel out of his hands to basically clean him off for him. “The powder must have gotten into your system some”, her swallowing, “and I suppose this has become a slightly stressful conversation”, sighing, “I wi- would have liked if you hadn’t lied to us though”.

“Heh”. Danny swallowing harshly after a while, tonguing the gross texture off of his teeth a little, “so, uh, what’s dad doing?”.

“Probably force adopting you. Other you”, she tilts her head, “this is going to get confusing”, blinking, “it’s already confusing”.

Danny glaring and grumbling a little, “welcome to my life then I guess”, muttering quieter, “another me running round playing fisticuffs with stuff straight outta goddamn nightmares”; he’s got to sell this okay? It’s not his fault lots of ghosts look vaguely to highly like nightmare fuel.

… wait, his dad’s probably not even going to come home ‘till he ‘finds Phantom’, that or when he comes home he’ll be super bummed and Danny will feel bad. Whelp, at least he’s decent at duplication now? Right? Ugh, he wants to bash his face off of the table… or throw up again.

Danny sending off a currently invisible duplicate, while his mom rubs her forehead after having disposed of the towel, “how does that ghost have not a single spooky bone in Its- his body if he’s related to hunters? Expert ones at that? And he wasn’t even that good at ghost hunting at first either, how did that happen”; she.. she actually looks genuinely slightly offended.

Danny starts coughing immediately, “um, what? What does that mean?”.

She gives him a bit of a judgemental look, “sweetie, Phantom couldn’t scare a kitten. He faceplants into walls. You’re more capable than him, with him coming from a time full of ghost invasions he should have some skill”.

Well, uh, she is right, but she doesn’t have to be mean about it! “I, uh, I think, it was more running and basic survival than fighting?”.

She throws her hands up a little, “still!”, then furrowing her brows, “though wait, what happened to all the other Amity park citizens turned ghosts? Surely it wasn’t just you? Yes perhaps your contamination makes you more likely to become a ghost, but still”.

Danny absolutely one hundred percent has an excuse for this actually! “There were others but that whole ‘don’t remember their lives clearly’ thing? Phantom remembers just fine. No one else”. He thinks ClockWork did mention that Sam and Tuck become ghosts in Dan’s timeline, but followed normal ghost rules and effectively only had hazy memories of their living time.

His mom frowns a little, muttering, “because of the contamination”, before smiling slightly and eyeing Danny, “well, I think I like that answer actually”. Danny can only cough awkwardly.

Meanwhile… duplicate Danny, in Phantom form of course, finds his dad. Blinking at the man invisibly from around a building. How… how should he even do this? He can’t just approaching him! That would be suspicious. And there’s no ghosts currently for him to run off and fight, with his dad following right behind to confront him dramatically. Maybe he could coax Val into chasing Phantom’s hide around some? Er that would probably result in his dad outing Phantom as being Danny… a different Danny anyways. Val would see through that bullshit so fast, since she actually knew halfa’s existed.

He.. could just pretend? to follow his dad around? Hiding out of sight at the last second but not quite fast enough to avoid being seen? Yeah yeah, let’s go with that. So Danny commences operation ‘Suck at Sneak’, just actively being terrible at being a ghost.

Him sticking his very visible head over roof tops, around light poles, out of dumpsters, a mail box one time; while his dad just sort of… runs around Amity Park? Danny makes a point to look confused and worried, you know, make his dad think he’s concerned about his weird ass behaviour.

Of course his dad notices him all of once, gets over excited, and nearly rams into someone’s car. Danny made sure to pop out no where near any cars the next time, the last thing anyone needed was more money being added to the Fenton Tab.

Danny hiding around a billboard when his dad shouts, “you loved us and the town so much you ripped yourself into another time stream to protect us!”. Oh man he so doesn’t need his dad just shouting that crap around town! Wes was bad enough already and he didn’t need anyone taking that kid seriously.

So Danny pokes his head back out, over the billboard and gives a very awkward, “what do you mean, citizen?!”.

His dad beams like he just won the lottery or something, this… this was not how he imagined this going. Jogging over and huffing a little, “so my boy totally spilled the beans! You’re”, titling his head and laughing a little, “well him! But not him! But also him! But defiantly not him!”; and then scrunches his face up.

Danny making a point to chuckle, “um, don’t hurt yourself?”, shaking his head, “I have no idea what you could possibly mean, citizen”.

“Oh don’t be like that”, and then his dads got a gun out, great. Well, it’s not actually a gun, just the Jack o’ nine tails; Danny… Danny just lets it catch him honestly. He’s giving up.

Danny laying on the ground caught up in the thing, “really? I thought we were past this sort of thing?”.

His dad actually looks happier as he bounds over, “you didn’t even try to avoid it! Because you knew what it was and that it was totally non-harmful!”, tilting his head, “well sorta”, then grinning at Danny again, “you’re coming back to Fenton Works, back home, mister”.

“Uh. What? Why?”, Danny glaring, “is there gonna be an invasion”. Remember self, Phantom shouldn’t know why Jack Fenton wants Phantom to ‘come over’.

“Ha ha! Nope! I simply won’t stand for my kiddo being kinda homeless! Other world-y stuff or not”; and just starts dragging Danny off with him.

Back with original Danny and his mom, the two looking to the door when his dad bars he’s back in, hoisting ‘Phantom’ up like he’s a kitten. Phantom blinking, “I have so many questions”.

Mom puts her hands on her hips, “did you really just let a ghost hunter drag you to their home? ‘Cause, no offence Jack dear, I know Jack didn’t really explain”.

“Eh no worries Mads! But I totally did!”, dad looking to Phantom, “right Phantom-boy”, then frowning, “that doesn’t work nearly as well as Danny-boy, drats”.

Both Phantom and Danny cringe, he fully agrees. Phantom floating slightly away from dad, eyeing mom, “uh, yes?”, then glaring at Danny, “what’d you go telling them for? I told you not to do that, man!”.

“I panicked!”.

“Why?!?”.

Danny glaring at… well at himself really, “why do you think? Or are you blind now?”, and just gestures exaggeratedly at his fucking stupid ass white hair.

“Oh shit did you die?”.

“No!”.

Mom putting her hands on her hips, “language”. Phantom glancing around awkwardly like he was trying to pretend he did nothing wrong. She shakes her head, “an invention just messed with his hair colour, made it like yours and a few too many things click, mister”.

Danny holding up a hand like he’s in class, “like I said, I panicked”.

Phantom pouting, “well you coulda picked something else to say”.

Danny making a point to sound unimpressed, “dude”.

Dad pouting a little right back at Phantom, “but then we wouldn’t know. I have a new, or another however it works, son to embarrass now!”.

Phantom screwing up his face, “Dear Ancients no!”, turning on mom desperately, “please stop him!”.

She quirks an eye at him, “I’ll think about it”, softening a little, “only if you explain why you didn’t just tell us yourself. We’re your parents, surely you’d know we’d accept you, other timeline situation or not”.

Dad holding up a finger, “technically we’re not legally his parents”, and just open mouth grins at them all.

Danny blinking, “oh Vlad will cry”, if his folks actually put in adoption papers, or whatever, for Phantom, ol’ Vladdie will give himself a migraine for sure. Phantom’s grinning matching quickly, “oh my zone, yes”.

Mom shaking her head, “well I have no doubts now”; making both boys blush; or one boy really? Man maintaining a second body like this was legit kinda confusing. Mom looking to his dad, “but yes I suppose we can simply officially adopt Phantom, Vlad is nearly as familiar with ghosts as us, so it’s unlikely he’ll find the idea of alternate timelines bizarre”.

Dad cheering immediately, throwing his hands up, “YES!”. Both Danny’s facepalming and groaning.

Like yes, he doesn’t feel nauseous anymore, or even nervous really, this pretty much couldn’t have gone better. But still! This was just embarrassing!

Phantom smiles a little, before looking awkwardly at mom, “as for the, well, why? I’m a ghost, that’s really all there is to it. You guys hunt ghosts and gives peaches about how evil and dangerous they are and how they can’t possibly ever be trusted and I had no reason. To think you’d actually believe me. It just wasn’t worth the risk, um, sorry?”, and tilts his head a little at her.

Her frowning sadly, “I’m… I’m sorry we made you feel that way. Your previous us or this current us. But I understand, especially because you’re still a kid, were still a kid”. And… and his mom ruffles both him’s hair. Danny just eyeing her with annoyance while Phantom acts nervous and eyeballs her hand. Dad bounding off to do paper work that didn’t involve prototyping for a change. Her humming, “the… glow changes the colour quite a bit up close like this and your hair does move differently”, dropping her hands and giving Danny an apologetic look, “guess accusing you of being Phantom was a little absurd then”.

Phantom looking to Danny and quirking an eyebrow, “really?”. Danny just shrugging back at himself.

Mom giving Phantom a look, “to be fair, technically, you are him, sort of”, her brows furrowing a little, “an impression at least, it’s close enough”.

Phantom wincing a little, because Danny absolutely wants to get across that he so does not like the ‘less than humans’ way his parents saw ghosts. Phantom looking away and glancing around the inside of the house like he was inspecting it, “so, uh? What’s happening with this”, twirling his hand just kind of generally around, “whatever thing, Jack dragged me here for?”.

“THAT’S DAD KIDDO!”.

Phantom wincing again, “not in public!”, then grumbling, “and I’ve kinda gotten used to the first names”.

Mom shaking her head, “well you shouldn’t have. It’s mom and dad. In public too”, and nods curtly to herself, “the town can just believe that we’ve changed our turn on you and decided to take you under our wings as a little hunter, ghosts or no”.

Danny blinks harshly, “Wes is going to loose it so bad”.

Mom scoffing, “oh he can deal with it, it’s a miracle that boy hasn’t given himself a stroke”.

Both Danny and Phantom chuckle and speak in unison, gotta sell the ‘same person but not literally’ thing, “too true”.

His mom blinking before shaking her head, “yeah okay, I guess that’s bound to happen”. Both him’s shrug, hey at least there was no reason to not just… act entirely like himself around his folks as Phantom now though. She eyes Phantom some more, “so tell me, where have you been staying? How have you been replenishing your ecto? You better be doing it enough since I know someone-”, glaring at Danny then looking back to Phantom, “-forgets to eat a lot”.

Danny grumbling to himself incoherently while Phantom fidgets, “oh you know, here and there? Around?”. There was nothing like basically telling your parent that hey! I’m homeless! And also maybe sometimes hiding in your attic/rafters… or ops centre in this case. She doesn’t exactly look impressed. Phantom rubbing his neck, “and Amity has a really solid supply of free floating ecto so”.

She sighs, “now yes, but before? You’ve been here nearly since the portal first opened”. Phantom just shrugs at that. Making her sigh again.

Dad jogging back over, papers in hand, “I’m gonna go give these to V-man!”.

“Jack no, they have to be filed properly, give them here”.

The man pouts a little but does as he’s told, looking at Phantom and Danny, “wow we really should have guessed other time kid a while ago, ha!”. No, not really. Since that was bullshit. Dad tilting his head at Phantom, “did you know where our portal was going to open so that’s how you showed up so fast? Did it open to the same spot in your timeline!”; he looks a little jazzed by the entire idea.

Phantom just nods rapidly, pretty sure there was no other way he could possibly explain it.

Dad grinning a little more, “oh man I can’t wait to hear more about your timeline, what kind of cool stuff we came up with!”. Mom shaking her head at him then looking at the Danny’s, “it might actually be good if you know what, well, what your us’s did to combat the stronger ghosts, ghost invasions, what did and clearly didn’t work”, and smiles a little sadly at Phantom specifically.

Phantom speaking monotoned, because why the heck would he liked to talk about how ‘things went wrong’ or be even reminded of that? “Amity didn’t last long enough to see singular really strong ghosts. Skulker, Desiree, Spectra, Aragon, those vulture guys; are a lot more dangerous that you guys give them credit for”, frowning, “and the FrightKnight, Pariah, they weren't survival-able”, rubbing his neck and muttering, “still surprised I survived that”.

Really, Skulker was pretty much only ‘non-dangerous’ because he focused all his time in Amity on Danny, the guy spent his entire life and death hunting, trapping, and killing/ending things. Desiree nearly destroyed Amity as it was and only stayed away cause she didn’t like Danny. Spectra also hated Danny now, and he doesn’t want to know where every teenager being severely depressed would have ended up. Aragon would actively still be a major threat if it wasn’t for Dora. And Vlad’s vultures goal from the start had been to literally kill his dad, they only stopped because Vlad discovered Danny’s halfa status. The FrightKnighr Danny mostly beat by dumb luck, nowadays it was strength too but eh. And Pariah… Danny really shouldn’t have remotely vaguely won that shit. He wouldn’t be surprised if ClockWork had twisted things around for him or something.

Mom frowns, “you didn’t expect to win?”.

Phantom fiddling with his fingers while Danny shakes his head at his mom, “it was a very very stupid suicide mission”. He had told his friends he’d be fine, but uh, yeah no he wasn’t stupid. Nowadays he’s got the kind of power to kick just about anything’s ass at least, a round two against Pariah would still be awful and only vaguely survivable.

Both of his parents, unsurprisingly, yelling, “Phantom!”, chastisingly. Mom shaking her head, frowning at him, “was that situation really that bad”, sighing, “I know we didn’t really have much of a plan at the time but surely-”.

“Pariah is borderline the strongest ghost in existence a thirty on the ecto scale with a death toll well into the trillions Amity was a mild annoyance and just a stepping stone to him there’s nothing you could’ve made or done nothing anyone really could have even the ghosts are terrified of that guy for a reason the ghosts literally in mass locked him in a coma just to save their own existences and they’re way more durable and strong than living folks”. He… honestly sometimes still had nightmares about what that man could have done.

Danny covering Phantom’s mouth to ‘stop’ him rambling, really sell how bad things could’ve been or gotten and were. Danny eyeing his parents awkwardly, “people who don’t need to breath can ramble for hours”, and has Phantom glare at Danny, before floating back away from the hand and sticking out his tongue at Danny. Lightening the mood? Check. Hopefully.

They both stare, mom licking her lips a little, “how did you survive”. Dad scratching his head very stiffly, “glad you did tho”; mom nodding immediately.

Phantom blinking owlishly, “uh, mix of other ghosts helping, like Skulker and such, luck, the whole stealing your strength enhancing suit since that didn’t exist in my time, and maybe the concept of time playing favourites?”.

Both of them blink and say, “the concept of time?”.

Danny chuckling a little, “this guy who controls the fabric of time keeps an eye on Phantom and has a soft spot for him”.

Phantom rubbing his neck, “to be fair, I am totally in the wrong time stream sooooo”. Dan was literally ClockWork’s ‘responsibility’ because of the same thing after all, so technically if this bullshit was actually true then ClockWork would be keeping an eye on another timeline Danny.

Dad tapping his chin, “well I suppose there would be a ghost with a thing for time, since the zone can connect to different times”, shaking his head, “must be a powerful fella”.

Phantom grumbling, “yeah you try fighting someone who can make you stop moving or undo your movements”. Danny isn’t remotely surprised Phantom gets whacked one, honestly the only reason ClockWork didn’t whack the real Danny was probably because it would mess something up. That something probably being this entire lie thing. Phantom spinning around in the air and rubbing his head, “hey ow! You jerk!”.

Phantom continuing to grumble at thin air while his folks eye Danny expectantly, at least they’ve seemed to just assume Danny knows Phantom well without questioning that, “like I said, keeps an eye on him”. His dad lifting up a gun and giving him a little ‘please?’ smile. “Dad no. No fighting concepts”.

Dad gesturing at Phantom, whining a little, “but he fights so called ‘concepts’?!”.

Phantom spinning back around and blinking, “but I’m already dead”. Dad just waving him off like that doesn’t even matter. “Please don’t, Ja- uh dad?”.

Annnnnnd yup! That totally works to distract the man. Dad beaming, “dad is right, Phanny!”, frowning, “that doesn’t work either”. Everyone had cringed. “P-boy?”.

That gets everyone shouting, “NO!”.

“Phant-o?”.

Danny shrugging, “that’s… better”. Phantom scratching his hair, “sounds like Fanta with an o, but I guess?”.

“Phant-o it is then!”.

Both Danny’s just groan.

Mom shaking her head before moving to grab Phantom’s wrist, “anyways, let’s get you a room set up”, eyeing said wrist, “and maybe you can explain how you inverted this Danny’s jumpsuit and made it safe for you to wear”.

Phantom blinking nervously, “what oh you don’t need to-”.

Mom glaring a little and basically tugging the ghost through the air to the stairs, “don’t even think about refusing, our kids live under our roof, and we expect you to at least be here for supper every day, and I will expect an explanation if you’re not”.

Danny laughing at the groaning Phantom while following them up, dad bounding after, Danny smirking, “just accept it, man. You know as well as I do, literally, there’s no point”. But how the heck is he going to maintain this! He’s going to have to spend so much time ‘supporting’ a duplicate. If this was years ago he’d be so screwed.

Phantom grumbling incoherently for a bit but does help get the spare rooms door unjammed, “boo”, sighing a little, “and, uh, mom, I just… pushed my energy into the suit and it worked, same as I did with the thermos and other random Fenton Tech”.

Dad vibrates a little, “you have Fenton Tech specific powers! So cool!”. Oh man there is no world where that’s not an embarrassing idea, he’s pretty sure that’s not the case either. Danny groaning and Phantom blushing furiously.

Phantom coughing, pointing at Danny, “is he stuck like that?”.

Danny flips Phantom off when his folks aren’t looking. Dad laughing awkwardly while starting to shove stuff around, “ah yeah, whoops?”.

Danny sighing, “it’s fine I guess, school’s going to be hell but whatever”. Dad just shrugging apologetically at him. Sure Danny could just dye his hair but who knows how that’ll interact with all the ecto in his hair, not to mention the maintenance.

Phantom shrugging, “well no one there will be accusing you of being me at least, since no one wants to look like Wes”. Both Danny’s snickering at that.

Mom shaking her head a little, “I’m sure no one will think anything of it after a while, now come and help move things, all Phantom should be doing is telling all of us where he’d like everything”.

Phantom muttering quietly, “this is so weird”, before shaking his head. Sort of following after the real Danny as he ‘helps’… helps set up a second goddamn room for himself basically. For a himself that his parents do think is this himself. Ugh.

This… this was going to bite him in the ass one day.

End.

Prompts: Invention gone wrong, changes him on a physical level The Fentons manage to adopt Phantom- without revealing his identity, how does Danny deal with this? Danny's hair somehow (by ghostly or humanly means) becomes permanently white and he struggles, but ultimately succeeds, in keeping his secret identity as Phantom.

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