Disclaimer: I don't own Zatch Bell
A.N: This is chapter two of Danny Returns. Since I've gotten more hits than I had expected for this story, I'm going to go ahead and post up chapter 2. This one is different from the original chapter two I had written because I typed this while the power was off. Also, I'm basing Danny's spells of roleplaying I've done with a friend of mine, which means that I don't know what on earth these spells might translate into in either Japanese or Latin. Therefore, most of these will probably sound more english that not. Gomenasai about that, but Danny does need more than one spell!
Mr. Goldo's niece sighed as she stared at Danny's half-natured attempt to collect something from the store register. Unfortunately, after two weeks of staying with Mr. Goldo and Toodle, Danny still didn't have any success at opening the register. "Those are the keys to my uncle's car," Toodle sighed after a few minutes. "Oh, right, I knew that!" He said before handing Toodle a pair of silver keys that he had been trying to shove into the register a moment ago. "Sure you did," Toodle answered sarcasticly. "Toodle, Danny, go down town and pick up the next few issues of that series I ordered!" Mr. Goldo shouted from his place in the backroom. "I wonder what's back there?" Toodle asked herself before dragging Danny out of the store by the tips of his spiky hair. "Ow, that hurts you know!" Whined Danny as the two began making their way through streets filled with differently designed and sized buildings. "Welcome to the city, Danny boy!" Toodle mocked in her uncle's voice. "Not funny," Danny grumbled before punching Toodle's shoulder. "Ow, that hurts you know!" Whined Toodle before both she and Danny burst into laughter; neither of them noticing the purple book in Toodle's green backpack was glowing.
Both Danny and Toodle collected themselves and brushed themselves off after their laughing spree. "I guess you're not as stuck up as I thought," wheezed Danny before giving Toodle yet another thumbs up. "How many times a day do you do that anyway? Doesn't your thumb ever get tired? " Toodle asked in her own wheezing voice. "Nope," sighed Danny. "Awe, how cute!" Boomed a very squeeky and squirrell like voice that seemed to be resounding from over their heads. Both Toodle and Danny looked up to see a chibi-like dragon that was purple with pink claws, green teeth, and clown-paint smothered across it's face. The ironic thing however was a guy, who looked like Danny in a gothic version, standing on the head of the dragon flying in place. "Word up," squeeked the chibified dragon. "Word up," the gothic Danny repeated in a more melodramitic and princely voice. This Danny look-alike had a a black t-shirt over his purple one, his pants were black instead of purple, and he had jet black hair spiked up like Danny's. However, this Danny had two green eyes instead of one pink eye and one black eye. "The name's Skat! Now, why don't you back up and let me and little miss pretty have a private talk!" Said the Danny look alike after jumping off the dragon and putting his hand on Danny's shoulder. "What if I don't back up?" Danny asked, a look of challenge flashing in his eyes. "Have it your way!" Skat said before swinging his fist and connecting it to Danny's face.
Meanwhile, Toodle noticed something in her backpack; a glowing book! "Whoa, that's interesting!" Toodle whispered to herself before pulling the book out of her backpack and opening it. To her suprise, she could read the first spell. "Jiuruk!" Toodle shouted at the top of her lungs. Suddenly, Danny's face healed itself. "Whoa," Toodle repeated; too stunned to mouth out any other words. "Ha, you'll need better than a simple healing spell to beat Squeekers! Have at him, Dragon breath!" Shouted Skat before his book started to glow. The next thing anyone knew, Danny was sprawled on the ground after a purple flash of light that had originated from the dragon's mouth. "Pathetic, weak-minded, fragile creature." Sighed the dragon. "How dare you!" Shouted Toodle. "He's a lazy bum," she corrected the dragon. "Thanks," sighed Danny dryly. "Well, he is lazy! However, Danny is my uncle's friend, he's earned that right, and trust me when I say that takes alot of strength." Said Toodle before smiling and helping Danny to his feet. "Jiuruk!" She shouted before Danny's bruised body healed before her eyes. "Let's rock," said Toodle; whom was now giving her mammodo partner a thumbs up.
Danny smirked and dusted bits of debris off of his shirt. "If I'm this weak, then how come you hang around a gothic version of me?" Danny asked Squeekers. "He is my partner," the dragon answered defensively. "Exactly," muttered Danny before grabbing Skat's book before he could react. "No, please don't burn it! I can change! Both of us can, please, don't burn that book!" Begged Skat as he held onto Danny's left leg. "I don't believe you," Danny said darkly. Toodle suddenly realized what was about to happen and grabbed the book out of her partner's hands. "Let's make them work at my uncle's shop. If anything, they might actually be telling the truth." Said Toodle. "Okay, what are we going to make a chibi dragon and a gothic cosplayer do in a bookstore? Are they going to make tea?!" Danny asked exasperatedly. "Well, no, but that does give me an idea! None of us are any good at cooking, why not make Skat a chef and Squeekers a dish washer?" Toodle asked in their defense. "Where will they sleep?" Danny asked back. "I can move the sofa in uncle Goldo's room to the kitchen," Toodle answered simply. "Squeekers can make himself comfortable in that dog bed we don't use unless grandma and her puppies visit," Toodle retaliated before Danny could ask where the dragon would sleep. "She's really kind," observed Skat. "Well, let's just hope you can cook." Sighed Toodle before shaking Skats hand. "Lets go," sighed Danny. After that, the four of them set out to collect the books that Toodle and Danny had originally been on their way to get.