Behold! My first song-fic! :D
May or may not continue this with other characters and other songs. Depends on how many reviews I've got ;)
SO, lately I've been listening to 'Secrets' by One Republic, and me being the obsessive fan I am, linked this directly to Danny.
Oh well.
DISCLAIMER: One Republic owns… themselves… I guess… and Danny Phantom belongs to Butch Hartman!
KEY:
bold = Song lyrics being spoken in Danny's thoughts.
bold italics = Danny thinking
italics = Song
normal print = story
normal print italics normal print = lyrics being incorporated in actions/spoken words
Life sucks for Danny Fenton. Whether it's having to deal with the Box Ghost, Dash, or pop quizzes, something's always going wrong for him. But sometimes, the simplest ways to express yourself involves listening to someone pretty much explain your life in a song.
I need another story Something to get off my chest
"Just tell us the truth, Danny. Your coming home late, failing in school, just tell us what's wrong." Mrs. Fenton pleaded to her ashamed son Danny Fenton, who had been caught trying to sneak upstairs a half-hour after his curfew.
"I'm sorry Mom… I can't." Danny practically whispered, before turning around to go upstairs. 'I wish I could have something to get off my chest. But this secret is going to have to stay.'
My life gets kind of boring Need something that i can confess
Get up. Get dressed. Eat. Fight ghosts. Go to school. Get shoved in locker. Fight ghosts. Be late for class. Get detention. Go home. Fight ghosts. Go to bed. Fight ghosts. Repeat the next morning.
'Even being a teenage superhero, my life gets kind of boring.' Danny thought glumly as he capped the thermos he had just used to recapture the Box Ghost.
Till all my sleeves are stained red From all the truth that I've said
Danny, in ghost form, smacked against a brick wall. His hands suddenly felt wet, and when he looked down he saw ectoplasm running down from his haz-mat sleeve, staining it green.
"That's what I get for telling Ember what she looks like in the future." He muttered as he looked up to see the very ticked off ghost rocker. "I get a beating from all the truth that I've said."
Come by it honestly I swear Thought you saw me wink, no, I've been on the brink, so
"I've got to tell them, guys." Danny said, pacing around his room. Sam and Tucker sat on the floor nearby, watching their friend anxiously.
"You sure, man? I mean, of course they'd accept you, but they'd want to join us in hunting ghosts. And, well…. your dad isn't that good with his aim." Tucker shrugged.
"Tucker's right, Danny." Sam nodded. "It's too risky. You have too many enemies as it is, you don't want them attacking your parents."
"Guys. Please. I've been on the brink of almost being hurt by my parents way too many times. As Jazz would say, this is 'mentally and physically' damaging to me. Or something like that."
Tell me what you want to hear Something that were like those years I'm sick of all the insincere So I'm gonna give all my secrets away
"Mom? Dad? I've got something to tell you." Danny took a deep breath as he walked down the stairs with his sister, Jazz.
"What's wrong, honey?" Maddie asked, curious.
"It's just about everything that's been going on for the last couple of years. I'm just so sick of all the insincere about everything that's been going on. I talked to Jazz, and she agreed with me. So, I'm gonna give all my secrets away.
This time Don't need another perfect lie
"I'm not going to lie anymore. Not this time. Not any other." Danny said, taking another deep breath.
Don't care if critics ever jump in line I'm Gonna give all my secrets away
"I'm so sick of all these… these critics." Sam said, gesturing towards all the popular shallow kids standing nearby gossiping.
"We know Sam. But their never gonna jump in line with you, and you know it." Tucker sighed.
My God, amazing how we got this far It's like were chasing all those stars Who's driving shiny big black cars
They had done it. Danny's plan worked, and the Disasteroid just passed harmlessly through the Earth and out the other side.
That night, as people all over the world celebrated, newly dating Danny and Sam we sitting on a blanket in a park watching the stars.
"It's amazing how we got this far, eh Sam?" Danny chuckled as they watched a single red firework shoot up into the sky before exploding. It was quickly joined by others.
And everyday I see the news All the problems we could solve
"Hey Danny, you seen the news?" Tucker asked over the phone.
"Nope." Was Danny's reply. "Is it ghosts?"
"YEah, a portal opened up in the park, and people are panicking while ghosts climb in."
"Consider the problem solved." Danny quipped as he turned into his alter-ego.
And when a situation rises Just write it into an album Singing straight to cold? I don't really like my flow, no, so Tell me what you want to hear Something that were like those years I'm sick of all the insincere So I'm gonna give all my secrets away This time Don't need another perfect lie Don't care if critics ever jump in line I'm Gonna give all my secrets away
Got no reason Got no shame
"… or are you a creepy little boy with creepy little powers?" Spectra hissed as she pinned Danny against a wall.
Got no family I can blame
"I'll never blame you again, Jazz." Danny promised his sister.
Just don't let me disappear I'ma tell you everything
"Please!" Danny begged, still in Phantom form trapped in a ghost net, as his parents shadows loomed over him. "I'll tell you everything!"
Tell me what you want to hear Something that were like those years I'm sick of all the insincere So I'm gonna give all my secrets away This time Don't need another perfect lie Don't care if critics ever jump in line I'm Gonna give all my secrets away
Tell me what you want to hear Something that were like those years I'm sick of all the insincere So I'm gonna give all my secrets away This time Don't need another perfect lie Don't care if critics ever jump in line I'm Gonna give all my secrets away
All my secrets away
All my secrets away
I think I just ruined One Republic's 'Secrets' :/
