A/N: My poll is closed and you guys said I should do a revealing fic with dash soo…TADA! Anyways, I do not own anything.
Anyone Can Be A Hero
Dash POV
"Hey, Fentonia!" I call out, when I see my favorite punching bag.
He sighs.
He doesn't sound scared, just tired.
I grab him by his shirt collar, but my grip isn't tight enough and I drop him.
He lets out a puff of air, then scampers into an empty classroom.
I follow him in, and just as I'm about to punch him, I hear something.
I turn around, and see a hulking ghost hovering over me.
He has a green Mohawk, and is wearing silver body armor.
A blast of panic courses through me.
I look over at Fenton, he looks nervous, but not scared.
Huh. Weird.
I see the ghost aim a blast of ectoplasm.
I let out the most high-pitched, girlish scream I've ever heard.