Authors note: I have recently remembered that I wrote this and I hate myself for the level of cringe .~. I'm rewriting this!
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Danny Phantom, defeater of Pariah Dark, was bored out of his mind. He was so bored the box ghost would be a welcome surprise. Complaining about lack of things to do only got him even worse tasks. There were no ghosts to fight, no important tasks to do, no villains to fight, and worst of all tons of homework. He was bored, but not that bored.
Once again he counted the number of clocks in Clockwork's layer and considered how creepy Clockwork was. After finishing that yet again, he watched the time-streams play out on Clockwork's screen. It seemed that in 630 seconds a pink portal was going to open up right outside of Skulker's island. He idly wondered where that would lead. It would probably be much more interesting than here anyway.
With sudden newfound vigor, he rushed out of clockwork's layer and sped towards the pink swirly vortex of adventure.
Danny woke up with a pounding headache and a strange feeling extending from his butt and above his head. He should have known how stupid of an idea that was, but he often did rash things in the face of boredom.
While Danny was regretting his actions, the portal began shrinking before eventually disappearing with a loud pop.
After berating himself for over 10 minutes, he snapped out of his stupor and gave the loudest most obnoxious sigh possible. Slowly dragging himself up, Danny surveyed his surroundings.
Trees surrounded most of the space him. The ground was badly torn up and giant paw prints were everywhere. Little streams of light shown through holes in the trees, but the atmosphere was foreboding. Death seemed to line the very air he breathed. He could vaguely hear rushing water in the distance.
Leisurely getting to his feet, he began walking towards the water one step after another.
After an excessive time spent lollygagging at the paw prints and twirling around like an idiot trying to spot the white thing following him, Danny reached the running water. Looking deep into the small stream he almost had a panic attack.
Two emotion filled eyes stared back at him from the water. One was a soothing blue while the other was a violent green. A pair of huge, fluffy, white ears stood tall twitching at the small sounds of the forest while a matching slightly curled soft looking tail lashed back and forth behind him.
"Well fuck"
I'm editing the next chapter and I'll have it out by tomorrow! See If you can guess what breed Danny is! They're generally friendly, loyal, happy dogs who like the cold.