A/N: This is dedicated to my cat, Mr. Midnight who died today, may he rest in peace.
Don was walking to Danny's apartment. Today was a good day, met up with a few friends, played ball. It was a breather from work. The walk to Danny's apartment was brief, and as he walked into the apartment (had his own keys), he expected Danny to greet him with hugs and kisses, alas, no. Not even a hello.
"Danny? pause Danny you there mate?" Don shouted walking into the bedroom.
There he was. Danny lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.
"Danny?"
His reply was a few blinks.
"Dan, you gonna talk to me?"
No answer.
"Have I done anything?"
Not a peep.
"God damn it just talk!"
Danny just shifted to his side, back facing away from Don.
Frustrated Don just left.
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Don was making dinner and got thinking.
Whenever Danny had a problem or something going on, he would go quiet, but he would answer when you were talking to him. He would meekly answer yes or no to any question and if it wasn't a yes or no question he would just look at you defeatedly and say 'whatever' in a quiet voice.
When it was Louie, Danny had gone all quiet and just retreated into his own little world, until you would mention Louie and then he just explodes. It really isn't healthy, so... ok he would try and find the source of Danny's problem.
This was just how Danny dealt with things.
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"DANNY DINNER!" Don yelled.
Waiting for a while, before Don grabbed a pan and a spatula and entered Danny's (theirs technically) room.
"Messer, if you don't go to dinner I will hit this pan as hard as I can, until you come to dinner."
No answer. Ok, put plan into action.
#BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG#
Danny dragged his body out of the bed and walked over to the table, don stopped banging the pan and sat next to Danny.
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Through the course of the night Don had breached many topics, Louie, Aiden, friends, family but no. Nothing worked. So there goes the find the problem tactic.
Don slurped his coke and had an epiphany; he would cheer Danny up instead.
"I think we should get a pet, what do you think?" Don asked optimistically.
Danny looked up at him and a tear fell. He quickly wiped it away, before saying in a small voice.
"Sooty died today."
"Oh, I am sorry." Well that's random. Sooty? What the Danny never mentioned anyone named Sooty.
"My mum brought him home one day, he was out in the pouring rain, under out veranda."
OK, so there is a major creep under his veranda, and his mother brings him home? What the?
"He lived with us for 12 years."
Wow! This guy must be a real hobo, if he couldn't find a place to move out from in 12 years time. Maybe he worked for them.
"Mum rang me, today. I never gave much thought about him since I left home... but now that he's gone a miss him."
Don weakly smiled, whoever this guy was must've been important. Don scooted over and rubbed Danny on the back.
"Sooty was the best cat."
Don wanted to laugh, a cat? He was that upset over a cat? Don knew not to laugh though, otherwise he would be sleeping on the couch tonight.
"There, there. Wanna get a cat?"
Danny nodded.
A/N: I know there probably won't be many reviews, it doesn't matter, I did this for my cat. I hope you guys enjoyed it anyways.