Danny groaned in annoyance as his alarm blared in the previously silent room. He reached out a hand and smacked his hand on his desk a few times, before he found his target and grasped it tightly.
Luckily, he had learned to sleep with his window wide open, so the alarm sailed harmlessly through the opening. The alarm became more and more distant, before a satisfying crunch let him know of the electronic's unfortunate demise flat on the concrete below. Grinning in satisfaction, he let his head fall back on the pillow with a sigh.
Only to spring up a few moments later as he recalled the date.
"Oh, yeah!" he exclaimed, throwing off his covers and hurrying over to his desk. He traced his fingers along the days until he reached the current date. A giant smile took over his face.
"It's Opposite Day!"
When Danny descended the stairs, Jazz looked up and nearly spit out her drink.
Danny was wearing the polar opposite of his normal clothes. He had a black short-sleeved shirt with green accents, and the circle was replaced with a green square. His blue jeans had been replaced with red jeans (they're real, trust me), and his red sneakers had been traded out for blue ones. His normal passive expression had been replaced with a dark frown, looking out-of-place on her little brother's face. When he spotted her, his scowl became deeper.
"Afternoon, Jasmine," he nearly spat, stalking past her and towards the cabinets. "I hate you and hope you crash on the way to school."
As if the surprise of him getting up early and wearing opposite clothes wasn't enough, now he dropped this on her? She put down her cup, feeling ready to faint.
Until she saw the date upon the calender, hanging innocently on the wall just for occasions like this.
A small smile began to creep upon her face, but she stifled it and scowled as well.
"Bad afternoon, Daniel," she said briskly. "I hate you as well and hope you have a miserable time at school."
"Welcome," he growled, flopping down in a seat beside her with a bowl of spaghetti.
"Thank you," Jazz hissed back, downing her coffee in one go before standing. "Now I'm going to be late for school."
"Hello," Danny snarked, no longer able to fight the grin that spread over his face.
"Hello," Jazz replied, turning and hurrying out of the house to fight her own matching smile. Danny snickered as the door closed, then focused completely on his food.
Though he was distracted by footsteps loudly making their way up the basement steps. He smirked.
This was going to be fun.
As his dad barged through the lab door, Danny looked over at him and scowled.
"Bye, Dad." And he looked back down at his spaghetti. Jack looked confused as Maddie came up beside him.
"Mads, what's Danny-o wearing?"Jack asked his wife, pointing. Maddie sighed.
"It's Opposite Day, honey," she explained. "Everybody acts the opposite of what they usually do." Her husband blinked, processing this information.
"Oh. Oh! I get it!" Jack boomed, grinning widely. "Let's take part in this 'Opposite Day', Mads!"
"Alright, Jack. Just let me get breakfast started," his wife said lovingly, patting his arm.
"Breakfast? You mean dinner!"
"Of course, dear!"
When Sam and Tucker first saw their best friend, they nearly took a few steps back.
Sam had to stop herself from demanding what had gotten into him that morning.
When he walked up to them, however, the scowl disappeared from his face for a second as he winked at them, grinning slightly, before the angry mask slipped back into place. His friends were confused for a few moments before Tucker slapped his face comically.
"It's Opposite Day. Of course," he moaned. "It's the one holiday Danny never forgets."
"That's a lie," Danny muttered gloomily. "I still remember my birthday, Christmas-"
"'Cause your parents never let you forget that one," Sam interjected, an amused smirk on her face.
"-the day I got my ghost powers, April Fools, and your guys' birthdays," Danny finished, ignoring Sam's interruption. He shrugged as if it didn't really matter to him.
"Point made," Tucker conceded, nodding wisely. "So, what about the ghosts? They won't care that it's Opposite Day." Danny lifted and dropped his shoulders again.
"I'll deal with it when it happens," he mumbled, tucking his hands in his pockets. Sam grinned suddenly.
"Y'know, I think I like this new Danny," she remarked. "Nice and pessimistic." Danny rolled his eyes, though it was obvious he didn't mean it as he lightly bumped his shoulder to Sam's.
"Come on, let's be late to Lancer's class," Tucker joked, digging around in his backpack before pulling out a blue beret. He replaced the red one already on his head with the blue one, then regretfully tucked his PDA away in the front pocket of his bag. The three began walking to Lancer's classroom.
"Hey, Sam, why don't you be opposite for a day?" Danny suggested, making sure to keep his head down. Sam scowled.
"And wear pink, act disgustingly cheerful, and promote carnivores? No, thanks," she scoffed. Tucker shrugged.
"Your loss."
Mr. Lancer had seen many people dress up and act different for Opposite Day, but he had to say that Danny Fenton was the one that took it the farthest.
Not only had he worn complete opposite clothes, but he practically changed his whole personality to that of a different person. He actually kept his head up and paid attention in class, and turned in the homework he had gotten the day before, completed and neatly written. He nearly had a heart attack when he answered a question right during class, as if he had known it ever since he was born.
He wasn't the only one surprised, though. Ms. Tetslaff had dropped her whistle when he got a nearly record-breaking speed on his mile-run, then proceeded to do another lap just for the fun of it. During lunch, he had surprised his friends by refusing to eat meat and only eating a salad. Tucker, though very (read: extremely) reluctant, caved in and followed his lead.
The mystery trio's table was meat-free that day, which pleased Sam to no end.
During Chemistry was the first time a ghost decided it was bored and appeared in Amity Park. Danny groaned quietly and raised his hand.
"Yes, you may go to the bathroom," the teacher said, without bothering to hear his excuse. Danny got up and strolled casually out of the room, before ducking in the empty classroom next door and transforming. He grinned down at his outfit, which he had traded out that morning for a jumpsuit that was the negative version of his usual. Technically, it looked the way it did before he stepped into the portal.
He flew out of the school and looked around, then paused when he saw the scene.
The Box Ghost was here, but instead of boxes, he was terrorizing the people by throwing a multitude of sports balls at anyone that dared to walk near him. Raising an eyebrow, Danny floated over to him.
"Uh, Boxy?"
"I AM THE BOX- uh, I mean, I AM THE BALL GHOST! BEWARE!" the ghost bellowed, raising his arms in a typical zombie-like fashion.
"So... even ghosts participate in Opposite Day? Danny asked, curiously drifting a bit closer. The Box/Ball ghost puffed out his chest and put his fists on his hips.
"THAT IS CORRECT, GHOST CHILD! I AM NO LONGER THE BOX GHOST! I AM THE BALL GHOST! BEWARE!"
"Uh, yeah. Sure, dude," Danny muttered, grabbing his thermos and quickly getting rid of the nuisance. "Wouldn't the opposite of attacking Amity Park be not attacking Amity Park?"
He looked down at the people who had bothered to stop and watch the confrontation. A few waved up at him, though all looked confused at his outfit. He waved back at them, then grinned.
"Happy Opposite Day!" he called, quickly turning invisible and flying back to the school.
When he reached home that afternoon, he quickly fell onto his bed, exhausted. School had seemed more demanding than usual, though that could've been from the fact that he was actually there to participate. The Box Ghost seemed to have warned the Ghost Zone about the date, since every one that appeared didn't cause (much) trouble. Skulker had even reluctantly said that he let all of his 'prizes' go free, and that he wouldn't hunt the halfa for the day.
"Today was great," Danny breathed into his pillow. "I wish Opposite Day was every day."
"So you have wished it, so shall it be."
Danny's head shot up as time and space seemed to distort around him, making the pictures on his wall warp into mysterious figures. An icy blue mist shot out of his mouth, and he shivered.
"Wait, no! I take it back! Desiree!"
Well, well, well! Look at this complete failure of an attemt at humor! Go me, eh? Eh?
*Crickets*
*Coughs* Contain yourselves, people. Geez.