"C'mon Mom, please?" Henry begged. He followed his mom around the counter as she gathered vegetables.

"Rinse these, will you?" she asked, handing over a bundle of carrots. It was her turn to make dinner and she planned on fixing her homemade chicken noodle soup.

Henry sighed. He spun around and turned on the faucet. "Everybody's going to be there."

"I don't want my son attending any concert of someone who holds events on Sundays." Siren grabbed a knife from the drawer by her hip and began slicing the chicken tenders. "It's a holy day."

"And I'm sure that's really important to people who actually go to church," Henry muttered, rolling his eyes. He rolled the carrots between his fingers, enjoying the icy water running over his skin. Even with their air conditioning on, Swellview's summer sun was an unbeatable force that had him sweating in every part of his house.

"Jasper's going." He grabbed a dry dish rag from a drawer and dried the carrots. "And Charlotte!" Well, not exactly. Charlotte wasn't planning on asking her parents because she already knew the answer would be no. However, Jasper and Henry already devised a plan to sneak her out of her house, so her chances of missing the event were slim.

"I'm not surprised about Jasper; his parents don't care what he does. Charlotte, however… Is she actually going, or are you using her as a persuasion method?"

Henry turned and laid the carrots on the counter. "She's actually going, Mom. You know why? Her parents are cool."

Siren raised an eyebrow. "I'm cool."

"All the cool parents are letting their kids go to the concert tonight."

She smiled patronizingly. "Well, all the coolest parents are making their kids stay and study and not skip out on their jobs."

"My boss is going!" Henry cried, growing desperate. This wasn't the conversation he planned.

Siren paused mid cut and glanced up at her son, disbelief heavy on her face. Henry stared for a moment before he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Yeah, okay, that was a dumb excuse. He's probably never even heard of this band."

"Henry," Siren sighed, laying her knife on the counter and turning to her son, "my final answer is no. You can't stay out past midnight on a school night, and you have a responsibility at Junk N Stuff."

"Mom, seriously, I'm a senior. My time at Swellview is almost over!"

"Then you better enjoy it while you can."

Henry clenched his jaw. He took a step back, resisting the urge to roll his eyes because the last thing he needed was to be grounded. "The school doesn't even care if we show up! My classes are finished. My boss won't care if I come in late, trust me. I'm almost eighteen, Mom. When are you going to let me start making decisions for myself?"

"When you move out," was her sharp response. She was growing tired of the conversation. "When you live under your own roof, you can make your own rules. Until then, you're in high school, you have a job, you're not staying out on weekdays."

Henry scowled. With a childish kick to the side of the counter, he turned and stormed toward the stairs.

"Henry," his mother called. He considered carrying on and ignoring her. That's what any typical teenager would do, anyways. He wasn't a typical teenager, though. That little kick in the kitchen was immature, he acknowledged. Already, he felt embarrassed about it.

"What?" Henry sighed, turning to her. He, too, was tired of talking to her.

"Just remember, every action you make has a consequence." She spoke like she could see right through him, like she could peak into his brain and uncover his secret plans. "Good or bad, everything has a result. Make sure you're prepared to face those results before you make the decision."

Henry turned to the stairs and shook his head. "Thanks for the word of wisdom, Mom." He jogged up the stairs and slammed his door shut, not too hard, but just loud enough for her to hear.

Siren sighed. She grabbed another piece of chicken and began chopping.

•••••

At eleven o'clock, Henry tossed his comforter to the side and slipped out of bed. He changed into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Between looking for socks and tying up his shoes, Henry sent a text in the group chat with his friends. He warned Charlotte to put on something nice because she was going with them, whether she liked it or not. Despite whatever protests she may have had, Henry didn't miss the eager emoji she sent at the end of her text.

Henry pat his pockets, confirming he had his phone, wallet, and gum dispenser. You never know when the city needed saving, after all. He glanced at his wrist to make sure the wiz band was still there. He only ever took it off to shower, but sometimes he forgets to put it back on, you know?

Just as he had one foot out the window, his bedroom door open. Henry froze, fingers curling around the window sill as he began running excuses through his head, anything that might explain to his parents what he was doing that wouldn't get him in major trouble.

"And where do you think you're going?" Piper asked, pushing the door shut behind her. She stepped a few feet into the room and crossed her arms over her chest, smirking.

Henry sighed, leaning against the wall. "Shouldn't you be asleep?"

"I heard your little tantrum earlier and figured you planned on sneaking out tonight." She climbed onto the platform by the window and put her hands on her hips. "I swear to keep this all a secret if you let me tag along."

Henry scoffed. "Absolutely not."

Piper raised an eyebrow. "You really want to test me? All I have to do is scream and they'll come rushing in."

"Piper, c'mon, can't you be decent for one day?"

She rolled her eyes. "That's not the way you talk to someone who's trying to save your social life."

"Oh wow, I had no idea you were so considerate."

"You got five seconds before I start yelling."

Henry glanced at his wiz band.

"Five."

What if I zap Piper?

"Four."

She'd be out long enough for me to sneak out and be out of town.

"Three."

Mom and Dad wouldn't be able to yell at me. Not until tomorrow, at least.

"Two."

But I'd still have to face the parental wrath.

"One."

Piper turned her head, opened her mouth, and took a deep breath.

Henry leaned forward, slapping a hand over her mouth before she could belt a war cry. He glared, angry that she got her away again.

"Fine!" he caved. "You can come with me."

Piper smirked. "Glad you came to your senses."

"Shut up," he groaned, throwing his other leg over the window sill. "C'mon, Jasper and Charlotte are waiting."

Piper happily climbed out the window and onto the tree branch. He watched until she was safely on the ground because you know, she's still his sister. Just because she's infuriating, obnoxious, and a total brat most of the time, he doesn't want to see her fall out of a tree.

Henry glanced back in his room. He went over the list in his head, double checking he didn't forget something. The money was on his debit card in his phone. The tickets were in his jacket pocket, right next to a pack of gum. ID, gum, phone… Check.

As he climbed down the tree, he couldn't help but think back to what his mom said earlier, about the decisions and consequences. It didn't bother him much. Of course, he'd be grounded for a week or so if his parents found out, but he could live with that. At least he went to the concert, right?

Still though, there was a bad feeling driving out of Swellview that night. It was eerie and made his stomach churn. You know that feeling you get when you're strapped into a rollercoaster you've never been on and slowly, you're climbing that first mountain and the higher you go, the more anxious you are. That was Henry as he grew further and further away from his home.

He glanced at the Welcome to Swellview sign through his rearview mirror. It shrank with every second until it was eaten by the night.

Henry didn't know it then, but that would be the last time he and his friends saw that sign, and their town, in one piece.

Hii Henry Danger famdom :) How are ya? I'm doing pretty great, ready for summer, you know how it is.

So apparently the only HD stories (excluding The Kiss List) I can write are angsty and dramatic and usually involve Henry being not okay? Why is that? lol This book is absolutely no different.

Man, wow, this book is gonna be dramatic guys. And maybe painful in some parts, idk, I don't think my writing is that great, but I'll give it a shot! Oh, and it's also gonna be so wicked. This is for the people who really want to see some Henry Hart/Kid Danger solo missions.

I don't know how long this'll be. Longer than short story, most likely. I'm guessing it'll be my longest HD fanfic yet. I'm pumpedddd & I hope you are too! Tell me you thoughts in the reviews! :D b