Chapter 4: True love's kiss?

After Danny bumped into Dash, he felt his heart beat a little faster. Dammit, this is so fucking awkward. Danny thought, his face quite red. He kept his face down and muttered a low "sorry". He tried, as much as possible, to avoid the jock's face. He was not ready to face this man. "Watch where you're going Fen-toad." Dash said as he grabbed Danny by the collar and lifted him up, his eyes glaring at the other with piercing gaze. Danny's face became redder as he got closer to Dash. However, before he could think of anything more awkward—like the kiss—the jock already pushed him against the nearest locker and started well, bullying him. And after that, Dash continued his bullying routine. For a moment, Danny was afraid to see Dash not because he was afraid of this bullying routine, like he usually does, but because of what happened the night before. However, after going through the bullying routine, he realized that he shouldn't worry. Dash is really a jerk after all. There's no way love could exist in him, especially for Danny.

Dash left a few moments later. Danny just sighed and tried to fix his clothes as he faced Sam and Tucker. "Uh…sorry we didn't help you." Sam said apologetically. "It's fine. But now, at least, I'm sure that this is bullshit." Danny said as he ripped the page with the list. Sam and Tucker nodded and together, with Danny, headed out the school.

Later that night, the Fenton family had their dinner earlier than usual. So when Danny turned unconscious at a certain time during the night, he was already at his bed.

He was sure he was already asleep, early as it seems, however, at the moment, his eyes were wide open. And…everything lost its color again. Danny panicked for a while as he began realizing that he was back…in Dash's room…as his teddy bear. So, this isn't a dream after all? Or maybe it is… just the kind where it continues. He tried to reason with himself even though he was starting to be convinced that the curse is real.

He looked around as far as his eyes can see and saw that Dash wasn't there. He couldn't hear anything as well. He sighed and just stared into the colorless room, still fighting with himself about reality. After a while, he saw the door, the one that was adjacent to him, open. "Yeah, yeah. Ok. Got it dad." Dash yelled before closing the door. It seemed that he was talking to his father. He sighed and grabbed is teddy bear before falling down on his bed. "'Play football forever'" He said in a mimicking tone. "Yeah dad, whatever." He added as he sighed again. He stared at the bear with a frustrated look, and Danny saw that Dash was really pissed. Huh? Dash hates playing football? Danny thought, confused.

It seems Dash was thinking about something, which was very new to Danny, because he was quiet for a while. But slowly, the blond's lips were starting to curl into a smile. "Well, whatever. Something good happened today anyways." Dash started, sitting up. "I hugged him." If Danny could move, his head would be tilted by now.

Dash chuckled like a lovestruck girl. It actually made Danny wonder the reason why Dash would talk to his bear like this. That was a different issue than having a bear alone. Dash has friends, right? Or maybe he couldn't tell his friends that he's in-love with—that he's gay. Danny thought, convincing himself that he has nothing to do with it. But it was all weird. What's weirder though, for Danny, is that Dash is acting too much like a teenage girl in chick flicks…but with all that muscles around him.

"Well," Dash started saying, "I didn't actually hugged him, at least I get to stop it from happening, but he just bumped into me. And…and!" Dash sounded excited all of the sudden. "I think he was blushing! I mean, you wouldn't blush when you bump into somebody, right? Not unless you like them." What? Shit, was I really that red? And how about you? You say you like me but there's not a hint of red on your cheeks. Danny abruptly stopped his thoughts after realizing that he was frustrated Dash wasn't blushing. Dash just kept on talking and talking about how Danny was giving hope and at the same time not; He really was, more and more, started to sound like he was head over heels for Danny.

However, Danny started thinking, why didn't the kiss work?