Posted on: April 29, 2008
Fc: This is a great day in history for me! My first drabble series. I'm happy to say I blame Shining Zephyr for this. She's inspired me so much; I don't think I could ever repay the favor, though I try pretty hard! I initially wrote 100 random words for this project, plus ten incase of writer's block. And so we begin the 100 drabble quest!
Disclaimer: I have never owned, do not own and will never own Danny Phantom.
Phantom Voices
38. Test
He was happy, no doubt about it. It was a bright sunny day, and it was pleasantly warm. Those weren't the reasons he was on top of the world this day. They only improved his mood even more.
Maybe I should start back earlier this morning….
Danny was late to homeroom again. Skulker, the Ghost Zone's greatest hunter was once again chasing Danny so he could skin the ghost boy and hang his pelt (gross) at the floor of his bed. Danny ad easily overpowered Skulker and was flying at top speed to school. The delay caused him to be late, and that lateness earned him a detention. Sure he was Amity Park's protector, but the school couldn't give him too much freedom.
"Who held you up this time dude? You're twenty minutes late!" Tucker, Danny's best friend, pointed out.
"Skulker. He wanted my pelt or something like that again…" Tucker grimaced.
"That's just wrong…"
"Tell me about!" Danny exclaimed, Skulker really knew how to grate a person's nerves.
The bell rang throughout the halls signaling first period. It was the worst period of the day for Danny. MATH. His classmates stood and hurried out the door, and on their way.
Tucker went down the hallway to the staircase to go to Film Making. Danny grumbled and walked slowly to class.
Mr. Falluca held the ominous papers in his hands as the class filed in and to their seats. The class moral sank as they all remembered they were about to receive their exams. Danny dreaded receiving a math exam, every time. He knew he always did really badly. He never had time to study and he couldn't grasp the material. Math was definitely not his favorite subject,
"I'm sad to say these test grades are less than desirable. The class average was about a C. Only ONE student got an A. Only One! You all should be ashamed of yourselves." Mr. Falluca preached his disappointment and class moral dropped even further. "Daniel Fenton!"
Danny's head shot up. Oh no… My test was probably the worst and he's going to rub it in my face…
"Daniel. Your test was beyond what I expected from you."
Oh no… here it comes…
"A plus. You aced the test. The Test that counted for 30 percent of your grade!" he reminded Danny's appalled classmates.
Danny stared at Mr. Falluca. "You're joking right?" Danny asked weakly.
"No joke."
Danny looked the paper over, "You're sure this is my test?"
Mr. Falluca nodded, "Yes Daniel. That's your test. There's ectoplasm on it."
Danny looked at the bottom corner, "So there is." Danny had received a cut on his face before school in a ghost fight. He apparently hadn't healed by the time he got to class and he bled on the paper a bit. Oops.
Danny still was in shock by the time class ended. He left with his test paper in hand and the rest of the day flew by without a hitch. His friends hadn't a clue what made their ghostly friend so happy. They talked about the poor guy without his knowledge, even though he was sitting right there at the lunch table.
"Is he sick?" Tucker asked as he waved his hand in front of his best friend's face. Danny took no notice whatsoever.
"Don't think so…" Sam said slowly watching Danny with concern.
"Did you two-"
"NO TUCKER." The Goth gave Tucker the death glare. Tucker shrank away, hiding behind the clearly oblivious Danny.
"Then…"
"Tucker drop it. I sure it's nothing…." She didn't seem convinced. She leaned across the table and smacked her boyfriend upside the head.
"What was that for!?" he cried returning to reality.
"Welcome back to the realm of the living." Sam said with a smirk.
"Dude, what's up with you today? You were all nervous in homeroom and now you're all happy. It's kind of creepy."
"Oh! I aced my math exam!" Danny exclaimed, grinning broadly as he showed his test paper to his friends.
"Danny, that's great!"
"Dude! That's awesome!"
Once the bell rang Danny transformed into his ghost half, and leapt into the sky. He streaked home not even bothering to change back to normal.
"Mom! Dad! Jazz!" Danny raced into his house after school. He was brimming with excitement and joy. His parents and sister came running thinking there was trouble.
"Danny! Are you okay! What's wrong?" they asked in a blur.
"I'm fine! Look at this!" Danny held up his test paper proudly.
His mother beamed, Jazz looked impressed, and Jack was disappointed, it had nothing to do with ghosts.
"Why can't you do this well on all your other tests?"