YN
"What a beautiful night." I sighed looking up at the stars.
"Clear skys and no moon. A perfect night for stargazing." Danny said as he looks through a telescope on a tripod.
"More like star snoozing. Tucker can you change the station?" Sam complained as I agreed.
"Not much of an easy listener? And Survey says no." Tucker said.
"I can only listen to this for a little while before I lose it." I admitted. "I hate easy listening. It's not easy." I complained as Danny laughed but agreed with me as a ghost Pirate ship hovered over us.
"Well, I'm going ghost!" Danny exclaimed as he transformed and flew up to the deck before they stole the ghost shield generator.
"You just got your butt kicked by short John Silver." Sam laughed.
"Can't you be more sympathetic like Tucker? Tucker?" Danny looked over to a laughing Tucker.
"He said booty!"
***
My parents were having a date week on Alaska, so Max decided to stay at his apartment, and the Fenton's agreed to let me stay at their house.
Danny tried to turn off the radio as his family yelled at him.
"Guys, fyi when you're 14 easy listening isn't so easy." Danny tried again only to get the same reaction. "You guys can't possibly like this music that much?" Danny begged.
"I do dear, it relaxes me." Maddie sighed happily.
"And me." Jazz added.
"It's much more soothing than that other song I've been hearing all morning." Jack finished as the warning alarm went off.
"Uhh, that would be the warning signal." Danny started as his dad ignored it and told Jazz to turn the radio up.
***
"I don't get it. The ghost shield's gone and it barely registers a blip on the parental radar." Danny started.
"My parents have been acting kinda flaky, too. All they do is listen to that new age vapor drone that's playing on every station." Sam added.
"Tell me about it. My folks crank it 24/7. Must be a generational thing." Tucker whined.
"And the worst part, I can't get it out of my head. Wait, you hear it, too?" They said in unison.
"Since we announced our new school radio station an annonymous donor has been kind enough to provide us with these promotional, and incredibly soothing, vinyl albums." Mr. Lancer announced over the over head speaker.
"Vinyl? What is this, the stone age?" Tucker cringed.
"Of course you kids should feel free to, as you might say, bust out your own freaky beats. As long as they're not too freaky or too, uh, beaty." Mr. Lancer tried.
"Sweet! Where do I sign up to yank this crud off the air?" Danny smiled excitedly.
"Fenton a DJ. Yeah right. Who would ever listen to you?" Dash scoffed.
"I'll show you who will listen." Danny retorted. "What do we want?!" He yelled over the speaker. "Um, this is the part where you said good music. What do we want?!" He yells again.
"Um, good music?" Sam and Tucker reply hesistantly.
"What do we want?" Dash yells.
"Good music!" The students in the gym chant back.
"When do we want it?" Dash yelled again.
"Now!" Youngblood replied as he stole all the equipment in the gym.
"So what do ghost pirates want with exercise equipment?"
"I can't help thinking it has something to do with this lousy music."
"We have to counteract it somehow. Send some real music out into the airwaves. We should start our own radio station." Sam gasps.
"And where would we get the equipment to do that? No way. Mom, dad! I really wanna use the emergency ops center to start a radio station." Danny called as we walked into his house.
"That's a yes!" Sam smiled after not hearing an answer.
"Your mother, sister and I are on a weekend getaway fun cruise. We're sure you will take charge and act responsibly. Love mom and dad. M.Bersback Cruise Lines. Weird. They went on a fun cruise with Jazz? Who isn't fun in the least. You know what this means."
"Cool. They left it open for us." Sam said as she kicked to door to the ops center open.
"The music, the pirate ghosts, my parents, and now this cruise ship? Something weird's going on and we need to get to the bottom of it."
***
"So your family's takin' a cruise. What's the worst that could happen?" Tucker shrugged. "Your parents ditched you too?"
"Yep, my parents are gone. And just because I like saying it, I'll say it again, my parents are gone!" Sam smiled gleefully.
"It's like this cruise is attracting every adult in town and my sister who thinks she's an adult." Danny explained.
"Think of it as the hand pushing the party on the air." Sam grinned.
"Party? What party?" Danny asked.
"Providing alternate radio to you! P.A.R.T.Y!" Sam cheered.
"We ain't got no alibi!" Tucker cheered finishing cheer.
"You already made up a logo?" Danny questioned.
"And I got our first sponsor. Plus all the Nasty burgers I can eat!" Tucker beamed.
"This is serious, guys! There's something suspicous about this cruise! I can't focus on the party with my parents out of town." Danny groaned.
"I can." Sam smirked.
***
"You're listening to the PARTY, fiercely independent radio, one hundred percent free of corporal influence." Sam said into the microphone.
"Except for this, brought to you by Nasty Burger. Nasty is one letter away from tasty." Tucker said in a salesman's voice.
"Wait! You've got to stop the broadcast, the party downstairs is getting out of control!" Danny burst in the ops center.
"There's a party downstairs?" Sam and Tucker smiled excitedly.
"How can you not know?" Danny sighed.
"We've been kinda busy with the premiere broadcast!" Sam scoffed.
"You took a vapor drone promo disc?" Danny raised an eyebrow.
"They make great scratch fodder." Sam grinned as she scratched the Vinyl record.
"Leave your kids, come-"
"Wait a minute, play that backwards again, slowly." Danny starts.
"Leave your kids, come to the cruise. Leave your kids."
"Subliminalizing?" Sam wondered.
"More like mind control." I added.
"Using music to control people. Why does that sound so familiar?" Tucker asked.
"That's right Poppins! Ember's back and ready to rock!" The blue haired guitarist exclaimed from the Pirate ship.
"M. Bersback... EMBER'S BACK!" Danny smacked his head just realizing this.
"Activate the defense system!" Danny called to us.
"How!?" Sam and Tucker asked as I scratched the disc.
"Fight music with music." I said as I got my war face on.
***
"I need to get our parents back!" Danny said.
"How? You can't past the ghost shield on that pirate ship" I asked.
"Maybe Danny Phantom can't but Danny Fenton CAN." He smiled as he got everyone's attention. "Listen up people! If you want your parents back, you're going to have to follow my lead!"
"Why should we follow you, Fentoad?
"You're right, Dash. Let's follow the other kid that comes from a family of ghost hunters and knows how to work all their gear!" I sassed.
"No takers? All right then who's with me?" Danny took my hand and held it up. (Peta and Katniss... lol... sorry.)
"Wow, Danny. How'd you do that?" Sam asked.
"Just have to know the right words." Danny replied with a smirk.
***
"Paulina, you're good with makeup. I need you to disguise Tucker as an adult, so he can get aboard the pirate ship and disable it from within." Danny directed.
"Ay-ay, Captain. Though you still have no shot with me." She saluted.
"Sam, keep scratching. It's our only weapon against that ghost ship. Kwan you're on defense. Protect Sam and keep her on the air. Dash, you're with me on offense. We're going to spring the adults from the pirate ship." Danny continued.
"So I get to hit people?" Dash grinned.
"Oh yeah! Not me!" Danny exclaimed shielding his face.
"Sorry, old habits." He apologized.
"Ok guys, let's move." Danny said after everyone got in orange jumpsuits.
***
On Danny's signal we all jumped from the ops center onto the Pirate ship but soon got captured.
"The only one rocking this boat is me!" Ember yelled as her music put a dome around us.
"Time to walk the plank, sharkbait." Youngblood was about to grab Danny but decided I'd be better and placed me on a plank hovering probably about 100 feet from the ocean.
"No! Take me!" Danny yelled as Ember grabbed him and put him next to me on the small wooden board, which I slipped. Thank goodness Danny wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Don't let go ok?" I whispered in his ear as my voice wavered at how unsafe I felt.
"I wouldn't even dream of it." He whispered back as Danny picked me up and threw me back into the dome.
"NO!" I cried out as Youngblood pushed him overboard. Dash had to hold me back, but Ember grabbed me again and tossed me overboard as well. I let out a shrill scream as I fell, and I heard my name being screamed by my classmates.
"It's ok, I got you, YN." Danny said after he caught me bridal style.
"You jerk! I thought you got hurt!" I cried as he pulled me closer into his chest.
"I'm ok. Like I said in your room that night, I'm not going anywhere." He smiled as he flew us back onto the boat. He sets me down easily before his hands started to glow with green ectoplasmic energy and shot them.
"Looking for this?" Danny said as he held up Ember's guitar. She shot at him but missed and burned the sail.
"Oh well, probably not the best idea. Bon voyage, catch you on my come back tour!" She said as she flew away.
***
"Oh look! It's the ghost boy!" Paulina gushes.
"Hey where's YN?! And Fenton?" Dash asks as Danny carries me over.
"And Fenton is safe, I rescued him. He sure is cool." Danny tried as I tried to cover up a laugh.
"I can walk you know." I whispered in his ear as he blushed and set me down.
***
Dash broke down the door that held the parents in it, as the ship started to plummet.
"Everyone huddle together! Now!" Danny yelled as he held onto me and Paulina glared daggers at me. Nevertheless, we all huddled close to Danny as he went intangible and flew us to the dock.
Danny detransformed and walked over to us just to get punched in the shoulder by Dash.
"Ow! What was for!?" Danny whined as he rubbed his shoulder.
"That's for abandoning us in the middle of the fight! That's the last time I listen to you, Fentoeneck!" He yelled as he walked away.
"Ow! YN!?" He whined as I punched him too and hugged him.
"That was so they think I just saw you again, and it's also because I didn't get to punch you when you caught me." I whispered in his ear as I gave him a light kiss on his cheek and walked home to welcome my parents back, not knowing that something big was about to take place in the following days.