Why, Danny?
"Why, Danny?"
The raven-haired boy looked up from his injuries to see his sister looking at him, wondering.
"Why what, Jazz?" He asks, looking back down, but already anticipating what she means.
"Why you?"
He doesn't answer, and she goes away.
"Why, Danny?"
The clumsy 14-year old raised his head from sleeping in class after yet another interrupted night to find Sam staring at him with a worried expression on her face.
"Why what, Sam?" But he already gets it as he looks out the window.
"Why do you fight?"
The bell rings, and he leaves without saying anything
"Why, Danny?"
The tired kid stared at his best friend after having finished a battle.
"Why what, Tucker?" He asks, closing his eyes and turning his head towards the ground, but understanding what he is asking.
"Why do you care?"
His ghost sense goes off, and he flies away before replying.
"Why, Danny?"
The 'unruly' teen gazed at his distraught parents.
"Why what, Mom?" But as he sighs, he knows what she wants to hear.
"Why won't you tell us?"
He rises and leaves the room without explaining.
"Why, Danny?"
The distracted student opens his eyes to find his teacher looking at him with a disappointed expression.
"Why what, Mr. Lancer?" But he recognizes the tone.
"Why are you here?"
A kid with many cuts runs in, and while Mr. Lancer is distracted, Danny slips out of the detention room.
"Why, Danny?"
The victimized child focuses on his tormentor.
"Why what, Dash?" But he is aware of what the bully is wondering about.
"Why don't you fight back?"
A ghost appears, and Danny fades through Dash's grasp while he's distracted.
"Why, Danny?"
The lovestruck boy peers at his one time crush.
"Why what, Paulina?" Although he realizes her question.
"Why do you like her instead?"
He stares, and she gets uncomfortable enough to leave.
"Why, Danny?"
The hero eyes his archenemy.
"Why what, Vlad?" He retorts to the villain.
"Why are you so afraid?"
Danny sucks him into the Fenton Thermos.
"Why, Danny?"
He goggles the girl he once loved.
"Why what, Valerie?" Though he grasps her doubts.
"Why did you do it?"
He shakes his head and disappears.
Why, Danny?
Why you?
Why do you fight?
Why do you care?
Why won't you tell us?
Why are you here?
Why don't you fight back?
Why do you like her instead?
Why are you so afraid?
Why did you do it?
Why?
Why?
WHY?
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I have no idea why I wrote this. Ah well.
Penelope, over and out!