Happy Birthday Kas!

I asked her what she wanted for her birthday and she chose me updating /all/ of my stories. Since I didn't have time for that on the 21st of Midnight I simply started writing as many Iambic Prose drabbles as I could. In a three day span I covered quite a lot of ground. Since I wrote so many I decided they deserve their own little spot on my stories list.

So, let's begin, shall we?

Be Our Guest

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Danny Phantom sighed wearily as he flew through the emptiness that made up the Ghost Zone. Bags under his eyes and hair tousled enough to stand on end this was his third night without sleep, and it was starting to wear on him, especially with all of the frequent ghost attacks that had been happening.

Lazily drifting through the air, aura just barely glowing, he yawned widely, shaking himself awake. Seeing one of the few libraries in the Ghost Zone come into sight he slowly grinned, eyes lighting up at the sight. Hearing the faraway humming of Vidya, the lair and library of the Ghostwriter, Danny's grin grew.

After days of not seeing his ghostly mate and boyfriend Danny was eager to spend the weekend with him, especially since his friends had all but exiled him from the human world, telling him to not return until school on Monday. Looking froward to spending the whole weekend with his boyfriend, and not having to worry about attacking ghosts, Danny quickened his pace, soon arriving in front of the library.

"Hey, Vidya." He was given a welcoming hum in return, the doors opening seamlessly as white rings changed him back into seventeen-year-old Danny Fenton. Touching down on the ground shakily he readjusted his backpack, brushing off Vidya's concerned hums. "No, no, it's nothing. Just a bit tired- Hey, um, where's Andrew?" Whenever the ghost knew he was coming he was usually 'dusting' near the entrances, never mind the fact Vidya didn't have a speck of dust inside her.

Hearing what he could have mistaken for a laugh Danny blinked as Vidya sent him a picture of one of the back rooms, Danny tilting his head in confusion. Strange, he and Andrew didn't usually go into the backrooms, they mainly loitered around the reading areas, Andrew's office, and his bedroom.

Following the directions his brow furrowed as he slowly heard a sound that was similar to Vidya's hums yet not quite the same. Quietly getting closer he blinked at realizing it was the sound of piano keys, which was even stranger. Andrew hardly ever played the piano, and when he did he was usually too embarrassed to let Danny hear him. That meant he had lost track of time playing.

Grinning a smile that was filled with unholy glee the teen slowly crept across the carpeted floor, years of sneaking in and out of his house finally paying off as he managed to open the door Andrew was behind without a sound. When the song that was being played finally registered Danny had to bite his lip, eyes lighting up in joyful amusement. Hearing his mate start to absently sing he grinned even wider.

"Be our guest! Be our guest! Put our service to the test~ Tie your napkin 'round your neck, mon cher~" Hearing Andrew's pet name for him Danny blushed, trying even harder not to laugh. He wouldn't want to interrupt the song and miss this because it was amazing. "And we'll provide the rest! Soup du jour, Hot hors d'oeuvres, why, we only live to serve~ Try the grey stuff, it's delicious! Don't believe me? Ask the dishes!"

Seeing something move out of the corner of his eye he blinked at seeing a few of the candles around the room had lit themselves and were slowly hovering in place, bouncing along to the song. Phone out by now Danny carefully zoomed in on one, grin growing wider and wider with each second. He had forgotten that Andrew was one of the more powerful ghosts, which meant if he wasn't concentrating his power could sometimes get away from him, like Danny when he accidentally iced things over.

"You're alone and you're scared, but the banquet's all prepared! No one's gloomy or complaining while the flatware's entertaining. We tell jokes! I do tricks, with my fellow candlesticks~" As if on cue the candlesticks lined up and started doing a small dance that reminded Danny of a kick line. Zooming out on his phone he made sure to capture the whole spectacle, startled when he saw something fly past his head.

Looking around to spot the wayward object he made an odd squeak that was thankfully drowned out by the piano. Around the room were books hovering, floating, and doing various little twists and twirls. As the song went on Danny noticed more and more objects joining the dance, quills, inkwells, pieces of scrunched up paper, and even the odd eraser or two.

Leaning against the wall the teen took in every sight, tiredness all but vanished as he watched his mate enjoying himself and acting like the dork he was instead of the prim and proper bookworm. Hearing the song start to wind down Danny wondered whether or not he should flee, finally deciding he would stay right where he was as Andrew finished off the song, blinking in surprise at all the hovering objects around his head.

"...Perhaps I should consider training with my powers more frequently," Andrew hummed, still not noticing a snickering Danny in the corner. Shrugging it off the elder sent the objects back to their correct place with a few flicks of mental energy, finally closing the cover on the piano and turning around.

The two stared at each other for a minute of silence before Andrew finally blushed a bright green, Danny breaking down and laughing. As his mate whined and hid his face in his hands Danny did his best to reassure him through his laughter, "No no! You were g-great! I-I-I'm so s-sorry b-but I just-" He couldn't get much more out since he finally fell to the floor, phone still clutched in his hands. "Oh my god I-I'm so sorry I swear I'm not l-laughing at you!"

Seeing one of Andrew's eyebrows raise Danny only let out another burst of renewed giggles, finally falling to the floor with his face a bright red. Andrew, face now a less noticeable shade of green, floated over, looking slightly concerned at just how much Danny was laughing, "Dare I ask?"

"I-I've been b-b-banished from the h-human world u-until I get sleep," Danny managed to giggle out, clutching onto his phone like a lifeline. "I-I don't even care anymore though because damn. That was brilliant." Andrew sighed, shaking his head as he helped the other to his feet, finally picking him up when he realized the other's balance had all but left him.

"Why don't we see if we can get you rested enough to where you don't start laughing at everything that happens." Danny only giggled again, kissing his boyfriend's cheek and wrapping his arms around him tightly, Andrew just barely managing to pry the phone out of the teen's grasp and carefully tuck it into his backpack for safekeeping.

"Let's be honest, I would have laughed at that no matter what." The ghost only grumbled a few words in French, Danny yawning. "No offense, you play the piano beautifully like always. I just didn't expect you to be the type to sing Disney songs." Andrew was quiet for a few moments before he finally let himself smile.

"You should hear me play Once Upon a Dream." At the words Danny grinned even wider and, if possible, hugged his mate tighter.

"If that's an offer for you to play for me then I eagerly accept. Like, yes. So much yes."

"Maybe after you've had some sleep," Andrew suggested gently, finally reaching his bedroom and laying Danny on the large bed that was covered in purple bedspreads. Phasing the shoes and backpack off Andrew watched as Danny snuggled under the covers and twisted around until he was in what was little more than a nest, hand still clinging to Andrew's shirt. "Why do I have a feeling you aren't letting me go."

"You know me," Danny muttered, eyes finally shutting at the soft material that surrounded him, mind drifting. "You aren't escaping." As if proving his point he finally fell asleep, Andrew only sighing as he phased his own shoes and trench coat off, pulling one of the various books scattered around the room towards him. Hearing a light humming laugh Andrew rolled his eyes, nudging Danny over as he took a seat beside him.

"Oh hush, it's not like you can say no to him either." Vidya hummed in reluctant agreement, both watching as Danny instinctively moved to spread himself out across Andrew's lap, who merely rolled his eyes and gently smoothed his hair down, "You are troublesome." As if hearing him even in sleep Danny grinned, looking smug. "Troublesome."

Andrew would have to delete that footage as soon as he was free.

Andrew's weak. So very weak.

Also Kas was joking when she told me to write. She should know I would turn it around on her.