This is a… a character study. Yes, that's why I locked multiple Dannys in a room. Not because I'm a nerd. Nope, not at all.
Yeah nobody believes me, do they?
Today in Phanniemay is Crossover day, as is tomorrow. And so- being me- I thought posting this ridiculous idea would be a good submission.
Basically this is a crossover between all my multichapter fics and the Agender Clockwork oneshots. You don't have to have read any of my fics to enjoy this, I don't think, though having at least a basic knowledge of one or two would be nice. Which is why I've created this helpful organizer, featuring each Danny's nickname, height, the fic they're from, and a brief summery of it. Here you go;
Fancy Danny (5'8) - False Pretenses - Danny is told that he hallucinated the Disasteroid because he has Ecto Acne and is forced to live with Vlad. Danny thinks Vlad wrecked his life and caused this mess.
Other Danny (5'6) - Unfamiliar Family - Danny accidentally calls Vlad 'Dlad' and the town thinks he meant 'Dad.' It all goes downhill from there.
Ghost Danny (5'2) - Spiral - The portal accident never happened and everything spirals out of control when Danny dies. Please don't read this one; it's full of death and grammar errors.
Tall Danny (6'2) - SOS Text - Danny gets stabbed during a fight with Skulker and in an attempt to save himself, accidentally steals a power called time teleporting from one of the Ancients.
Little Danny (5'0) - Connections - Fenton and (Prince) Phantom are two different people who can become one. Shenanigans occur.
Danny (5'7) - Agender Clockwork - Shenanigans occur between three extremely powerful nerds; Ghostwriter, Clockwork, and Danny.
Enjoy! ^-^
Roommates
"Wait, no, hold on," Danny held up his hands, "You're telling me we actually have alternate universes? Like, the-multiverse-theory-is-real alternate universes?"
"That's exactly what they just said." Ghostwriter said, unhelpfully.
"Dude, quit being a jerk or I'll strangle you with your scarf."
"Yes, break more of my things. An excellent way to prove yourself as a hero."
"Oh what would you do if I did? Turn me into a knitting needle or-"
"As I was saying before you two felt the need to act like children," Clockwork interrupted, "Yes, we do have alternate universes. One of which has one of me, and multiple versions of the both of you."
"Ew," Danny said.
"Danny, stop being rude."
"Yes Danny," Ghostwriter said, "Stop being rude."
Danny stuck out his tongue.
"If neither of you are going to listen," Clockwork said, "I'm not going to tell you anymore."
Both of Clockwork's friends automatically backtracked, promising to get along as long as they could hear more about the alternate universe. It didn't take much convincing before Clockwork was explaining it again.
"As I was saying," The Time Master continued, "The universe I know the most about has one Time Master, and the position is passed along. There are multiple Timelines, which could be considered universes if there wasn't a point where they were all connected to each other. Apparently, they decided to dub it the Time Tower." Danny snickered, "Personally, I think it's a ridiculous name. Very few humans or ghosts in those Timelines realize that theirs isn't the only one. It's almost sad; there are so many versions of both of you, and each of them believes they're the only one. From what I understand, my alternate wasn't keen to explain it to them."
"What?!" Danny burst out, "But they should know! Do you know how upset I'd be if we had all those weird timelines or whatever and you didn't tell me? The alternate universe thing is kind of weird, but at least they're not-"He stopped, "Wait, if we can't get to them, how do you know about them? And don't say because you know everything."
"But I do know everything."
"Darn it, Clockwork!" Danny pouted, "You ruin everything!"
Clockwork smiled, "So I've heard. There is a way to access alternate universes, but I'm not going to tell you. We both know why." They looked pointedly at Ghostwriter.
Danny grinned, not quite sure what he had missed but anxious to find out anyway. "What, did you try to write a book where you were surrounded by seven gorgeous versions of me?"
"No!" Ghostwriter looked offended, so Danny continued.
"Only six, then? I thought three was the magic number, but okay." He held up his hands, "What, did we all meet and have to fight each other to the death Hunger Games style then?"
"Stop antagonizing him," Clockwork said. "Why I'd rather not he knows how to access alternate universes is none of your concern. But I want you both to promise me you won't go looking for a way to do so."
"I promise," Danny said. "Besides, meeting my alternate selves totally sounds like one of his stupid books."
Danny wasn't sure what Ghostwriter threw at him, but it hurt.
.-.-.-.-.-.
"Danny!" Jazz called, "Supper!"
"Coming!" Danny stood, took three steps, and felt gravity shift. Next thing he knew, he was laying on his face.
"Oh great," A voice said, "Another one."
What? Danny lifted his head, and his voice caught in his throat.
In front of him there were two young men, both with messy black hair, both wearing red converse and jeans. One of them, who was slightly taller and in a fancier shirt, was glaring at him. "Let me guess, you're Danny Fenton too?"
"Uhh..." Danny trailed off. "Yes?"
Fancy Danny threw his hands in the air, turned on his heel, and started to walk away.
"Ignore him," Other Danny knelt down, holding out a hand. "He's just mad because apparently he's living with Vlad."
"And because he broke my life!" Fancy Danny shouted, punching the wall as Danny let himself be helped to his feet. "And now I'm stuck in some room with you two and that!"
Danny turned, watching as a ghost in a bloodstained sweater formed some sort of knife and decapitated a stuffed bear.
"Um," Danny said, "That's scary."
"We think he's one of us," Other Danny said, "Some weird, twisted version of us."
Fancy Danny returned, much calmer after beating up the wall. "Just ignore him. That's what-" A flash of light cut him off, and the three Dannys collapsed in a heap. As they attempted to untangle themselves from each other, Danny heard a gasp.
"Oh god what did I break?"
The three of them stood, and Danny found himself looking up at another version of himself. Tall Danny's eyes were wide, he was struggling to keep his balance, and there were a few long moments before any of them spoke.
"I didn't mean to do whatever I did!" He said, stepping back and nearly falling over. "It was an accident, I promise, I- wait. How old are all of you? Maybe I can fix this. Put you back or something. Man, this has got to be against the rules of time travel. At least one of us should be unconscious."
"I'm almost seventeen," Danny said.
"Sixteen," Other Danny said.
"Seventeen," Fancy Danny crossed his arms, "You?"
Tall Danny seemed confused, "Uh... Sixteen. I'll be seventeen in a month and a half. If you're all my age and older, than how come you're all shorter?"
"Hey!" Danny said, a cry that was echoed by the two at his side.
"Huh," Other Danny said, "Apparently we're all sensitive about our height."
"I'm not," Tall Danny said.
"Okay first of all, shut up," Fancy Danny replied. "Second, shouldn't we be figuring out how to get out of here?"
From the corner of his eye, Danny saw a flash of light. It was followed by someone falling over, and a quiet gasp.
The four Dannys turned to see a smaller version of themselves, cheeks still round like most children's were. He couldn't be older than thirteen. But his face was pale, and he barely breathing.
Little Danny shuffled back until he hit a wall, and Tall Danny was at his side in an instant. "Hey, it's okay. Just breathe, alright? You're okay. We're trying to get out of here. We're going to get us all home just as soon as we figure out how to. You're safe. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you. Just breathe, okay? Just breathe. Breathe with me. Come on, you're alright."
"Is it just me," Fancy Danny said, "Or does he look twelve?"
"Wait," Other Danny said, "There's a version of us here who's twelve?"
Little Danny, who was breathing more or less normally now, whispered, "I'm fourteen."
"Really?" Danny frowned, "But you're so small. Are you sure you're not twelve?"
"You look like you're really young," Other Danny put in.
"Hey, leave him alone." Tall Danny said, "He's spooked enough as it is. Do you want to stand with us?" Little Danny nodded slowly, and Tall Danny helped him up. The five Dannys stood in a circle, Little Danny standing just a step behind Tall Danny.
"Question," Fancy Danny said, "Have you been electrocuted lately?"
"Hey, not cool!" Tall Danny said, "Spoilers are bad!"
"I have," Little Danny's whisper was so quiet that Danny almost didn't catch it. "With the uh, Ghost Portal. Did that happen to you all, too?"
The Dannys nodded.
"How long ago was that?" Danny asked.
"A month?" Little Danny couldn't understand the sympathetic looks the others sent him. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Other Danny looked like he was about to say something, but stopped himself.
"Well," Danny clapped his hands together, "Honey, you got a big storm coming."
"Wait," Other Danny said, "Was that a meme? Did you just quote a meme at him?"
"Well do you have a better plan?"
"Yeah; not exposing small children to memes!"
"You're both idiots," Fancy Danny said.
"Still not a small child," Little Danny said, "I'm fourteen. I'm a young man."
"Shush," Fancy Danny said. "You're a small child. Enjoy it while it lasts."
Ghost Danny was floating a little ways away from the group now, and Danny swallowed. "Hey, guys, maybe we should move."
Fancy Danny and Other Danny both backed away, and Tall Danny frowned. "Why? What's- OH SWEET JESUS." He picked Little Danny up, despite the younger's protest, and moved them to the other side of Fancy Danny. "Who is that?!"
Ghost Danny crossed his blood-stained arms. Tall Danny was starting to look very pale, and he didn't seem to be breathing.
"Holy crud," Little Danny whispered, "Who is that?"
Ghost Danny landed, revealing himself to be only a couple inches taller than Little Danny. And he looked fourteen. Ghost Danny motioned to his alternates and crossed his arms, looking annoyed.
"Oh my god," Tall Danny whispered, "He's like... he's like covered in blood. Oh god. Oooooh my god."
Danny looked over at him, "Are you okay?"
"No I'm not okay! Look at him; he's covered in blood!" Little Danny looked up at him in confusion, as Tall Danny started to hyperventilate. "Oh god. Oh god."
"Um," Little Danny said, "I'm going to ignore the stereotypical horror movie guy there because, uh, has anyone seen a ghost?"
There were snickers from the three mostly calm Dannys.
Little Danny blinked twice, "I don't get it. But uh, has anyone see one with white hair, black and white colour scheme...?" More snickers. "Okay, seriously, what's so funny?"
"You," Other Danny said, grinning.
Little Danny stuck out his bottom lip and crossed his arms, and Danny nearly choked on his laughter.
"You're such a cute child!" He laughed, ignoring Little Danny's glare.
"Why are you talking like your ghost form is a different person?" Tall Danny said, turning away so he wouldn't have to look at Ghost Danny.
"Ghost... form?" Little Danny looked around at each of them, "What's that supposed to-"
He was cut off as there was a scream, and a white haired ghost with a black-and-white colour scheme fell on him.
"Uh, I don't want to look," Tall Danny said, "But what just happened?"
Fancy Danny and Other Danny pulled Little Danny out from under the ghost, who Danny pulled back. He couldn't be much taller than Little Danny, and his hair was in desperate need of a brush. He looked at Danny, and screamed.
"Oh no, oh no no no no no there's more of you." He stood up and backed away, bumping into Ghost Danny, and screamed again. "Why are there so many of you?! Are they like, breeding- oh wait you're dead. My bad." He looked at Little Danny, who shrugged off the two who had grabbed his arms. "What did you do?!"
"Oh sure, blame me," The scared child was gone, and Little Danny grabbed something from a chain around his neck. "Listen here you stupid ghost, put back what you broke or else I will blow the whistle. Don't even tempt me you useless waste of- of ectoplasm!"
"Um," Other Danny said, "What?"
"Whatever it was," Fancy Danny said, "It was rude."
"Yes, because locking you and other yous in a room is something I'd totally do!" The ghost was shouting, "Go ahead and blow it you stupid human. Maybe you'll do something useful and get us out of here!"
"Fine!" Little Danny snapped. He brought a tiny piece of metal on the chain up to his lips and blew.
Danny wasn't sure when he hit the ground, or exactly what the sound was supposed to be, but he found himself on the ground with his hands over his ears as they still rang faintly. Ghost Danny seemed to be worse off, and seemed visibly in pain. Little Danny's ghost seemed barely affected, and had quickly stood up.
"Wow," The ghost's voice sounded far away, and Danny groaned. Ow. "Would you look at that. You blew it so badly that you even hurt humans."
Little Danny seemed scared, and moved away from the Halfas. "That was only supposed to work on ghosts. That whistle is a ghost whistle it only works on ghosts because that's the point of a ghost whistle." He sounded terrified, "What are all of you?"
"Ghosts, obviously." The ghost said.
"Prince, you aren't helping!"
"Do I look like I'm trying to?"
"You- you have a whistle," Fancy Danny was standing up now, still rubbing his ears. "You have one of Lewis James' ghost whistles?!"
"Um," Little Danny stuffed the whistle back under his shirt, "Yeah, but- you're ghosts. You look like human but you're ghosts. Oh my god I'm surrounded by dead people!"
"Not dead," Other Danny said.
"Well," Danny offered, trying not to focus on his still-ringing ears. "Half dead."
Tall Danny groaned, but didn't say anything useful to the conversation.
"How can someone be half dead?!" Little Danny was saying, "That- I don't- I'm dreaming. Oh, I'm dreaming. Come on, wake up, wake up..."
"You're not. If anyone's dreaming here, it's me." Fancy Danny frowned, "Nocturne you dick!"
"If Nocturne's doing this, we just need to surprise ourselves! Then we'll wake up!" Danny jumped aboard the dream train, standing up and turning to Prince. "Prince, right? Kiss me, quickly!"
Prince looked horrified, "What?! No!"
Tall Danny raised a hand. "I'll do it."
Danny knelt back down and grabbed Tall Danny's collar, smashing their lips together. Seeing nothing happening, he pulled away with disappointment, wiping his hand over his mouth.
"Um," Little Danny said, "That was awkward and really gay."
"Actually it was a pandemic," Danny said, frowning at the blank stares his joke received. "Get it? Panromantic Demisexual? I'm Pan Demi? Pandemi, pandemic? No?" His frown deepened, "Crap. I outed myself with a joke, again. Why does this stuff always happen to me?"
"I don't get it," Prince said, "Does he like pans or... I'm confused. Humans are weird. Half humans are weird. You're all weird!"
"Of course," Danny said, "Can't out myself as pan without there being a mandatory kitchenware comment. Amazing."
"Wait," Tall Danny said, "If you're- a pandemic? Alrighty then- then does that mean I am too? I mean, I am you."
"I thought I was straight," Other Danny said, "But what if I'm- oh, oh no. Oh this is worse than when I called Vlad Dlad..."
"Whoa whoa whoa, back up your identity crisis." Fancy Danny said, "What did you do? You called Vlad what?!"
"That- that sounds like Dad," Danny stood again, and soon all versions of them except for Ghost Danny were on their feet. "Oh please tell me you didn't call that dick Dad!"
"I didn't mean to! I was just half asleep and-"
"And that's an excuse?" Tall Danny said, "Dude, I got stabbed and I didn't call future me Dad. I think."
Little Danny glanced at Prince, who raised an eyebrow. "Don't look at me. I'm not taking you to meet your future self."
"Ignoring the sudden time travel- ooh, that could be another reason this happened to me," Fancy Danny shook his head, "Anyway, how do you screw up that badly?!"
"What are you getting on my case for?!" Other Danny actually shoved Fancy Danny. "You're the one who lives with him and thought I was your clone!"
"That was a valid theory!"
"It was stupid!"
"At least I didn't call Vlad Dad!"
"Oh, my god." The voice came from the blood-stained ghost on the ground. "Are you really this stupid and petty? You get to go across universes- because seriously, look at this guy-" Here he pointed at Danny, "- and tell me he's from your world. He fits in with the ectoplasm here while we're all uncomfortable. You're just all alternate timelines. No wonder the Time Master won't tell you all about them. I wouldn't want anyone this stupid touching my worlds either. You get to meet your alternates and you act like this." He crossed his arms, "I'd rather have stayed in that stupid mirror. You all disgust me."
"Uh," Little Danny said, "I'm lost. Did anyone understand that?"
It was at that moment that Danny remembered his conversation with Ghostwriter and Clockwork earlier that day. And he nearly screamed as he realized exactly what had happened. He was in a book. Again.
Ghostwriter you dick.
And that's why you don't insult Ghostwriter's books. Or his scarf.
Now, for anyone curious, this takes place roughly where the most recent chapter for each of these fics ended off. So chapter 8 for False Pretenses, chapter 6 for SOS Text, and chapter 16 for Unfamiliar Family. With Spiral, it takes place a couple years before the Epilogue. With Connections, it's about Monday night. So, the night before they beat the Lunch Lady with the thermos.
With Agender Clockwork, since I'm not really doing that in chronological order, I'm not sure where it takes place. So I'm throwing it in late May after that Christmas Party.
Now, I hope you've enjoyed the, er, character study. So thoughts?