Reverse AU: Dash and Danny don't know each other very well, but Dash quietly has the opinion that Danny Fenton is the *coolest*.

He's much louder about how lame he thinks Inviso-Bill is, which might be because of how much Paulina contests him on it

Don't get him wrong, being saved and all is one hell of a solid and it's not like he doesn't care but LOOK at this dude! Dorky bleach, UNBELIEVABLE puns, dressed up like a superhero and gets his ass kicked at all hours? Dash almost feels sorry for this loser.

Dash groaned as he watched Inviso-Bill, again, fight a ghost. capture it and wave to all his adoring fans before disappearing. Again. He honestly didn't get the hype around the guy, or ghost. Yeah it was cool he showed up as fast as he did to take care of the ghost and Dash was glad for that one time he saved him but really the guy was a little…lame. He dressed like a superhero. Not even a cool one like Batman but he wore this lame spandex rubbery suit thing. And he bleached his hair. How much bleach did he dump on his head to get that color? And to be frank, he got his butt kicked more then he kicked butt. And the puns, those awful puns. What kind of lame name was Inviso-Bill anyways?

It also didn't help that everyone in school loved the guy. Everyday all he heard was how cool he was and how awesome he was and how much Paulina wanted to date him. Wasn't that like, necrophilia or something? And everyone started wearing black and white and bleaching their hair because of him now too. It was just a little annoying. Especially when his friends started doing it and expected him to do it too. He managed to get out of bleaching his hair by saying his mom would kill him, but he was running out of excuses for why he hadn't started dressing like him yet.

He groaned and slumped in his seat. Class had started up immediately after the ghost was gone so he couldn't even go sulk in the privacy of his own home. He glared at the ceiling and tried to think of someone who didn't worship the ground the ghost boy walked on. Or, floated above? How did that work? In the middle of his thought the door slammed open and a winded Danny Fenton walked in.

"Mr. Fenton, late again I see,"

"Sorry Mr. Lancer. But uh…ghost?"

"Yes, we were all there for the ghost attack and we all came back on time,"

"Sorry,"

There was someone. Fenton had yet to bleach his hair or start cosplaying. And he never heard him talk about it either. Dash never really interacted with Fenton much but secretly he thought the guy was really cool. He'd never tell the other A-listers, but he thought it was so cool how Fenton never really cared about fitting in or being popular. He just did what he liked and hung out with who he liked. Dash wished he was brave enough to do that.

He was too worried that if he told anyone that he secretly liked sewing (he had a closet full of stuffed animals he'd made), that he preferred watching over the top telenovelas to football, that he did good on all his test but would erase the A's and B's and replace it with D's that he'd be shunned. Kicked off the A-Listers and all the way to the bottom of the social rung.

But Fenton didn't seem to care about that at all. He'd go on tangents and rants about how much he loved space and wanted to work with NASA. He drew the coolest stuff in art, usually space related or sometimes family and friends. The art teacher always had some of his stuff hanging in the halls and Fenton only seemed to care what his friends thought of it. His whole family was genius scientist and he got his extra credit school assignment published. Published! How cool was that!

And, he couldn't remember Fenton ever talking about the ghost boy. Bonus cool points.

Come to think of it, weren't his parents ghost scientist or something? Maybe he could use that as an excuse to talk to him about Inviso-Bill and see what he thinks. Hopefully he didn't think he was cool like everyone else did. Dash glanced over at Fenton. He was drawing again instead of taking notes.

"Yeah, no way someone cool like that will think Inviso-Bill is cool," Dash thought to himself.

Now the only problem was catching the guy. He always ran off at the weirdest times.

Author's Note: Im not the most confident about this one, writing characters in a way that they feel in character has always been something I think im not great at but I made it so im posting it