Thomas: Bruce! My baby! Look at you!
Danny: Um? Excuse me?
Martha: Oh Bruce, you're still so young. What happened?
Danny: Um, I think you have the wrong ghost. My name is Danny-
Thomas: You can't be older then fourteen. Oh, my baby, how did you die in only six years? Im so sorry, I should have been there. Should have protected you better. Should made sure your mother could have at least done it my place! If only I had been the only one to die in that alley!
Martha: Don't blame yourself Thomas. That thief is the one who took our lives and he was only there because of my pearls. If anyone is to blame for our deaths, it's me.
Thomas: My love, don't say such nonsense. It was never your fault!
Danny: Er, I really think you have the wrong person.
Thomas: Nonsense. Ghosts can sense family ties and you are definitely our son. Can't you feel it? The connection? It should feel like a smaller version of a Haunt. Have you gone to your Haunt yet? Papa can show you.
Danny mystified: I did follow the feeling of a miniature Haunt out here. Wait, does that mean, you're my birth parents?
Martha: Birth parents? Bruce, do you not remember us?
Danny: Look, I'm not Bruce, my name is Danny Fenton. I was adopted by the Fentons when I was a newborn after my parents left me in a firestation drop box.
Martha: *gasp* Bryce? Is that....you?
Danny: ....I just said it was Danny.
Thomas: Look, my love, the birthmark on his neck. Its him. Its our Bryce.
Danny: I'm confused
Martha crying: You're our second son. When I had you and your twin brother, Bruce, the doctors said you were a stillborn. We thought....we burried you....we mourned you...and this whole time you were alive?
Thomas crying: You died today didnt you. You were alive....and now....you never got to adulthood.
Danny: um
Martha hugging him: Shhhh its okay. Mama and papa are here. We may not have been able to have you in life but in death, we can be a family
Danny: Ummmm
Thomas hugging them: We're united and we can be a family. We'll wait for your brother. Bruce will join us hopefully for many years to come.
Danny: Im not dead.
Martha: Oh honey I know its hard to accept but-
Danny switching from Phantom to Fenton: Im not dead. I'm half alive.
Martha: Wha-
Danny: I can also leave the Ghost Zone whenever I want.
Thomas: You can get to Bruce then... you can go to your brother! Check up on him! Be our bridge to him! My love its a miracle! Our Bruce and Bryce are both alive!
Danny: About that, why did you name your kids with only one letter difference-
Martha: no time for those questions! You must go to Gotham and find Bruce!
Danny: Hold on I never said-
Thomas: Do not talk back to your mother young man.
Danny: Shes not my-
Martha: My powers let's me send Shadows to the living world. I've been using them to cloak Bruce when he walks home but I think I should be able to send you to him. Hold on- there he is. In his room. I'll put you in his closet
Danny: Wait- *pops out of existence*
Thomas: That was close. He almost found out I misspelled Bruce's name on the paperwork and the nurse assumed I was going for a twin theme. I should have scratched that out better.
Martha: You always had terrible spelling. Hopefully our boys didn't inherit that. Can you hear anything?
Thomas concentrating: Its not raining too much in Gotham. I can only hear where the raindrops touch since I died in the rain puddle but- there! Alfred just heard Bruce scream and he's running through the yard. Yes, Bryce just crashed through Bruce's window and is Alfred turned in his direction now. Wait, it sounds like Bryce is running from the manor. Bruce is right after him. Goodness what time is it? They shouldn't be running around Gotham so late.
Martha: Gotham rain and shadows will protect them.
Thomas: The last time you said that Bruce got thrown into a dumpster
Martha: That was because he was dating that girl. She's a real firecracker. I hope Ms. Kyle and Bruce met again and marry. She's perfect. Do you think Bryce likes girls?
Thomas: After that little light show to change from ghost to human? No the boy is practically a moving gay club.
Martha: Hes perfect. Our boys are perfect
Thomas: Yes, and they're together again. Shall we return to our Haunt my dear? I want to see if we can access the shadows to watch them.
Martha: Oh must! Let's go my darling.