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Oh hey, Jazzie-pants, by demitasse-lover Oh hey, Jazzie-pants, by demitasse-lover
"what are you doing up so late? "

"..."

"Go to sleep now, Sweetie. We're almost finished."



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Happy Halloween! :)

Danny Phantom Butch Hartman
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Gir-lover9913 Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
is that danny!??!?
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LaughButts Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE LIFE OF THE FENTON FAMILY.
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Kazi-chan1 Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
at first i was like, "ooo the detail is so nice..."
but then i was like, "OH F**K!"
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huiot67 Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2014
probably the worst way to find THAT bit out. totally hate how nonchalant their parents are.... Rescue Danny Jazz!!
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YomiDa Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
So cruel, but so well done. *is torn between favoriting and throwing herself into a corner* :iconcryforeverplz:
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Mastry01 Featured By Owner Aug 26, 2014  Student Digital Artist
that is so fcking BRUTAL
























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i love it....
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SSJWarrior1351 Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
is his parents MAD?! OMG DANNY!!!!!!!! O_O
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SoulMore Featured By Owner May 8, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
0-o
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killuagirl123 Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2014
oh my god! why is you playin with my life right now?!
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Hope170 Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
"What are you doing up so late?" Her mom asked, smiling warmly. Jazz couldn't answer, she was too caught up on what was on the table between her parents.

They had cut into him, the flaps of skin and muscle pinned back like the frog she dissected just last week. All his organs were exposed, or at least what was left of them. Most of them were now floating in jars of green liquid. Ectoplasm was everywhere, it coated the floor around her parents feet, the table, and most importantly Danny. It dripped down his limp fingers with a slow plip plip plip and marred his hair, turning his skin a glowing green. The worst part about it? He was still alive, green eyes the same color has his blood pleading with her, begging her to make it stop.

And her parents, if she could even call them that, were still smiling. "Go to sleep now, sweetie. We're almost finish." Jazz couldn't stand of anymore. She ran out of the lab, not caring where she went as long as it wasn't there. The image of Danny's mutilated body followed her, mixed with the smell of ectoplasm and disinfectant.
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