A/N: This is a single chapter story but if you guys like it then I might make it more than one chapter. I chose this episode because Micromanagement was literally my favorite episode from Danny Phantom and I chose Danny Phantom because the storyline is honking awesome! So, without further-do, let's get into it! (This is all written from Danny's POV)
I made my way up that string of cheese like my life depended on it, kinda because it did. Dash was only about an inch behind me, but it looked like a lot of room from our size. I heard him struggle to get up the greasy strand of cheese.
I started to panic, knowing that I was only mere seconds away from giving away my secrete identity to Dash. Sure, he isn't the brightest star in the sky, but he can easily put together that I'm Danny Phantom just by watching me transform.
There was a familiar flash of light as two bright rings emerged from my waist, split into two, and transformed me into Danny Fenton.
I quickly looked for a place to hide. I ran over to the Fenton Crammer and went inside of it. It was dark, but just about light enough to see my way around.
"Hey, where'd you go?" Dash asked once he got up onto the desk.
"I'm in here," I said waving my arm just outside of the machine.
"Do you need any help?" Dash sounded concerned.
I started to panic even more. "No just flip the switch to un-cram and pull the trigger!" I yelled at him. My eyes glowing a toxic green just before reverting back to their normal blue.
Dash did as I said at first but then he realized something and stopped. "Wait, did you change your shirt again?" He asked me.
"Dang it! He must have seen some of my sleeve!" I thought to myself.
I heard footsteps coming towards me but they were too heavy to be Dash's so they must have been Skulker's.
"Come out ghost child so I can put your head on my wall," He said to me.
"Dash! Now!" I yelled, but got no response. "Dash?" I wondered if he was okay. I risked having my identity revealed and ran outside of my hiding place. I found him being held by Skulker.
"Fenturd? How did you get here!?" Dash asked me.
I started to hesitate, trying to find the right words. "I...uh,"
Skulker face palmed with the hand he wasn't holding Dash with. "Are you humans really that dull?"
I thought for a moment before nodding. Dash looked more confused than ever.
Skulker then fired a missile at me using his suit. I attempted to dodge every one of them I could, but without my ghost powers it was harder than I had expected.
Dash had finally squirmed his way out of Skulker's hands. "Hm, good things my hands are unusually sweaty," he said, smiling.
"Um, ew," I said.
"Shut it Fenton! Hey, where's Phantom?" He asked. I never thought the two could possibly be used in a sentence without someone realizing the similarities. Then again, it was Dash.
"He's, um...he told me to tell you to pull the switch to change him back to normal. He's still in there," I lied to Dash, pointing to where I had hid before.
As Dash ran over to the switch, I kept Skulker busy.
"I'm surprised the boy hasn't put it together yet," Skulker told me, getting closer to me as I stepped back.
"Well, he's not the brightest," I admitted, still stepping back. Right as I got the the edge of the table I noticed a bright, green, flash and saw that Dash had turned on the Fenton Crammer. I gave Skulker a bit of a smug look before running as fast as I could to the Fenton Crammer's line of fire.
Once I had been brought back to normal size, I tried to turned back into Phantom, but it didn't work for about three seconds after I had been brought back to normal, and Dash saw everything.
I grabbed the Fenton Crammer and brought Dash back to his normal size but he didn't say anything. He was frozen in shock.
"Uh, Dash? Are you okay?" I asked him.
"Fenton? You're Danny Phantom!?" Dash exclaimed not even bothering to come up with some pun for the end of his last name.
I struggled then I heard Skulker's tiny voice yelling. "Distraction!" I thought.
I picked Skulker up, opened up the freezer door, and threw Skulker in. When I turned around, Dash's facial expression hadn't changed.
"So, let me guess, you saw that," I said to Dash, hoping he would say no but knowing that he would say yes, and I was right.
I sighed. "And I'm guessing you want an explanation," Dash slowly nodded. I hated telling this story. "So, remember when my parents built that ghost portal at the beginning of the year?"
"No," Dash replied.
I facepalmed. "Well, they did and when they were gone, Sam convinced me to go inside. I slipped on a jumpsuit and walked inside. I tripped on a wire or something and, while trying to regain balance, I pressed the 'on' button. I guess ectoplasm got mixed into my DNA or something because now I'm like this," I explained. Dash was speechless.
"That explains a lot," he finally spoke.
I gave a small smile, "Yeah, I guess it does," I sheepishly rubbed my neck.
"Wait, so when I was wailing on you yesterday, you could have fought back but you didn't," Dash realized.
"Yep," I said. Right when Dash realized this he must have finally gotten an ounce of humanity in him and gave a saddened face. He tried to hide it though. He obviously felt bad none-the-less no matter how hard he tried he couldn't hide that.
"So Foley and Manson know about you being Danny Phantom?" Dash asked.
"Yeah, so does Jazz," I replied. I braced myself for the sudden wave of questions, but they surprisingly never came. Dash stared at me wide-eyed debating whether or not this was a dream. "It's not a dream, Dash," I told him.
"You can read minds too!?" Dash asked seriously.
I facepalmed, "What? No, I can see it on your face. You're debating on that, no mind reading needed to see that. Dash looked down to the floor awkwardly.
"I just have one more question," He said.
"What?" I sincerely asked.
"Can I be a part of Team Phantom?" Dash asked and I blinked in surprise. Not only that he wanted to team up with me, but that he knew what Team Phantom is.
"How did you...?" I couldn't even finish my thought before Dash cut in.
"You and that Foley kid are always talking about it. Once, when I was in the locker room, you two came in and started discussing something about the Box Ghost. I was really confused at the time, expecting it to have something to do with one of your parent's lame inventions, but it all makes sense now," Dash explained and I couldn't even find the right words. I was speechless for one of the first times.
I fumbled with my words for a bit before smiling and simply replying with, "Let's see Sam's opinion first."
"What!?" Came the sudden cries of an angry goth girl.
"So, was that a no?" I only half-jokingly asked.
"Obviously! He can't keep a secret!" Sam said as if Dash wasn't standing right next to her when she yelled it, her voice echoing through the empty halls of Casper High.
Dash frowned slightly, "Well, if that's how you feel," He sighed, walking away slowly.
Sam looked over to Danny who felt guilty for the jock, even if he had been bullying him forever. The goth sighed, "Fine, Dash, you can be a part of Team Phantom," She said without a slightly angered tone adding onto the monotoned voice she usually had talking to Paulina or, sometimes, Valerie.
Dash came running back to us about to hug us but I turned us intangible and Dash ran right through us. The sudden confusion made him trip and fall onto the cold floor.
Sam and I laughed quietly as Dash got up.
After that he never told anyone about my secret ever since he had sworn not to, only because I may or may not have threatened him a bit. He rarely ever hung out with us, trying to keep his popularity at the same level, but when a ghost would attack he was the one cheering the loudest for Phantom, AkA me, to win. With every cheer, I got stronger and stronger, soon mastering my abilities. Dash would even help us out sometimes. In the end things turned out to be pretty cool between Dash and I.