Warning:

Contains occasional explicit language, violence, sexual themes involving a homosexual relationship. If you're below the age 18 (or 19 in certain regions) don't read this.

Authors Note:

Hooray! I'm back to writing fanfiction! Oh so I don't get an applause? Just kidding, thank you for those who do clap even if I don't hear it. :) I've been long gone due to actually writing my own stories and such, but sometime during this week I felt a passion to write using a popular cartoon my cousin was watching. I wanted to do a canon fanfic with Danny and Dash ("wanted" probably means I will in the future, they are so cute together 3) but I figured, maybe I should try something outside the box. So I made an OC that I'd like and thought would fit the story, and voila! Here it is. Anyway, beyond me blabbering on and on, I figured you'd want to start reading (or you already have and skipped this, which I don't mind... Jerks... I'm kidding I love you my readers) so without any further blah blah blah, enjoy! :)

Chapter 1

"Waaaaaah! Waaaaaa-" That same sound only changed pitch and volume in the plane. When one infant cried the rest of them mimicked it, as though some unison in a choir. That sound was the only thing that annoyed him when it came to air travelling. He usually enjoyed travelling by car more than the plane, sure it was way slower to reach the destination but at least he had some peace and quiet to rest. Sadly, with all the amount of junk his mom had gathered to move, they only had enough space for one person, the driver which was his mother. Trying to zone out the babies wailing beyond and behind his seat, he began to wonder how much longer the damned flight would take.

He glanced over to the window beside him but the cover remained, to the request it kept closed by the flight attendants earlier. He wanted to fiddle with his seat controls to turn on the mini television screen, but he thought twice when he remembered his sibling was asleep beside him. Turning to the left, he had a light smile when he saw his short 14 year old sister struggling, she too had a hard time with the crying havoc the babies made. Her facial expression remained a cringe even with her eyes closed, she couldn't fool anyone that she was asleep.

"This sucks." His little sister finally announced quietly, her eye lids lifting leaving dark rimmed bags to pronounce as she gazed forward.

"Can't sleep huh?" He whispered back to her as she turned her gaze to him. He didn't even need to wait for a reply from the distraught look she gave him with her hazel eyes. "Same thing here."

"I hate it when they start crying." She bit her lip, trying not to focus on them anymore than they already provoked her to. She tried to distract her feet by crossing them over one another and swinging in a small arc of hair over kicking the seat before her. She wasn't a violent person, but when aggravated like now she couldn't help releasing her stress.

"You were just like them before." He smiled at her, imagining his baby sister whining and screaming when she lost her toy on her first flight to visit their relatives. He figured she had dropped it and it rolled during turbulence. Thankfully he was right about it and found it a few aisles forward, when he went to the restroom.

"Yea well weren't you a baby too?" She retorted back smartly, thinking twice though she didn't really know what her big brother was like small. He was always a head taller than her, maybe even one and a half. More so then that, he always took care of her. Like a big caring older brother would.

"I admit I was like you, maybe not as adorable though." He grinned wrapping an arm around her shoulder casually. She flushed pink at the cheek, not knowing how to reply to his strange compliment. She knew he never made an effort to insult her, only a tease every now and then but the embarrassment was always the same.

"You butt-head." She murmured quietly still peach on the face, as her insult was drowned out by the continuos cries of infants. Her brother had at least managed to distract her long enough, the weeping ambience was mute to her.

"I didn't catch that, what did you say?"

He lied still playing with her, his hearing was superb even amidst the background choir of babies. Raising the arm that had snaked around her shoulder, he inched closer for her ears knowing it was her weak spot.

"I said..." She paused staring at the hand that was nearing her tickle spot. "I love you big bro." She blushed a bit more but smiled at him, her hand curling stray strands of caramel hair.

She did love him, ever since she was born he had been the perfect big brother to her and assumed the effort made by him was because she had no dad. She only remembered her mom and him taking care of her. Her blushing face and fidgeting hands stopped as she thought more on it, giving her a confused look.

"I love you too Nikki." He smiled warmly, she was growing up fast. Reaching out to pat her on the head, he stopped when her facial expression changed and he knew something was up.

"Is something wrong sis?" He questioned as she looked up back to him. They stared at each for a brief moment before being interrupted by the sound of a bell ringing. The seatbelt sign was turned on once more. As a voice spoke through the intercom in the plane, most likely belonging to the pilot.

"Good afternoon everyone, we will shortly be landing at Amity Park International Airport, currently the time is 7:05 pm, the weather is going to be quite chilly tonight but tomorrow should be nice and warm."

"It's nothing." The 14 year old nodded towards her brother, fixing a smile back on to distract him.

"Mmkay..." Eyeing her suspiciously, he wasn't suspecting anything after the smile but she had a strange glimmer in her eyes, one that reminded him of his father.

Father, dad or even pops. They weren't words he was familiar saying. He saw the mans face once, in an argument with his mom. He had an odd twinkle in his eyes, one that resembled his sisters now. Though he never got the chance to see him up much again. After a few years with him born, the man left just as it seemed things were getting better between his parents. Mom was having another kid, but he assumed his dad didn't care. Mom was a strong woman, she showed no signs of missing the man. Whenever he'd ask about his father, his mother had no reasons to lie to him. She told him they had to separate and move on with their lives, and that he should forget him.

"Sir? Sir? Can you please lift the window cover?"

"Oh sorry!" He replied as the ladies voice broke through his thoughts, he turned towards the flight attendant as she continued to gesture before eagerly lifting the plastic lid.

As the flight attendant passed him, he shifted attention to his sister but she had closed her eyes once more. She lightly inhaled and exhaled, her breathing rhythmic with her body. Then it dawned on him that she passed out, perhaps the babies finally shut up. It was a terrible time to sleep though, they were just about to land and even he'd need help carrying the hand held luggage and bags.

"Cabin crew prepare for landing."

The same voice announced in the plane.

Deciding against disturbing her, he left the plane to act as the alarm clock. Preparing himself by laying back into his seat. With a rumble and bounce the rubber wheels of the plane dragged against the concrete, and he managed to keep still as the plane lurched to a halt before steadily proceeding to the terminal.

"We have just reached Amity Park International Airport, the current time is 7:20 pm. Please leave your seat-belts on until we reach the terminal. We are expecting baggage will arrive in 20 minutes time after your arrival, transfer flights will be listed inside the terminal. Thanks for riding American Airlines, we hope you enjoy your stay in Amity Park."

Glimpsing at his sister, he was surprised Nikki didn't seem to wake up or even be startled at all with the landing, in fact she seemed to be more tired and asleep than before. Shaking his head, he decided against waking her again. Smiling a bit that finally his sister could sleep after the 3 hour flight.

The wait for everyone ahead and behind to leave the plane took longer than expected, but at least he didn't distract any passengers urgently heading out. Carrying his sister with both arms, and managing to lift both the two small luggage bags and normal bags proved less hard as he thought. He actually wondered if he had gotten stronger as a result of the occasional sport activities or work out sessions.

Thankfully he found a cart and a bench after awhile of walking down the airport, grabbing the duo of larger luggage bags and placing them onto the cart. He stacked the smaller ones appropriately followed with the casual bags, and then carried his sister again while pushing the cart out of the luggage retrieval section.

If anything ran through his mind, he must of looked ridiculous or far too prince-like. But then again his sister was midget compared to him, though he couldn't exactly brag his height to peers his age. He was tall to the girls but always shorter than the guys. When it came to attraction though he loved it, he could swoon the ladies since his height was efficient and take the guys by the same process. But he was thinking silly just like his sister would, height didn't matter in love but the heart did.

Glimpsing his watch as he sighed, it was 7:50 pm now as he adjusted the clock to the new setting. It didn't take very long to wait after leaving the plane though, his mom would probably be heading over now having dropped off much of the furniture and stuff. She had left in her car much earlier than they did by plane, and if she really did get help unloading they would be meeting in no time.

"Amity Park... My new home." The boy muttered to himself with a smile. The name had a good ring to it after all.