So this is one of the few short chapters but it has a hurdle that needs to be crossed. Or rather two or three small ones. I hope you guys enjoy. I will try to update a lot sooner next time.
Don't own DP
Danny winced as he finally managed to suck the slippery fox into the thermos. He had been chasing it for the last half hour. If he didn't hurry he was going to be...this time he visibly flinched as he heard the bell, looking down to see the school right below him. He groaned, diving intangibly into the school, going into the janitors closet to change. He then ran towards Lancer's class, skidding into someone else. Looking up he winced again, seeing Dash but he was missing his letterman jacket. And while one may still be in Danielle's room (she couldn't bring herself to toss it) he knew Dash owned tons of them.
Dash scowled but then to Danny's surprise he stepped to the side and allowed Danny to enter first. Danny gulped but did so, waiting for the other shoe to drop. But true to his word Dash seemed to stick to the truce. Ever since Danielle apparently chewed him out he hadn't bullied a single person. Danny wasn't sure what she said. Danielle wasn't sure what she said.
But once Danny entered the class, seeing Lancer's irritated look he thought he'd rather face the old Dash again. "Mr. Fenton, Mr. Baxter. How nice of you two to join us." he said dryly.
He then sighed "Detention for both of you after school." he said before motioning to their seats.
Danny however was frozen for a moment before numbly moving to his seat. Dash Baxter, star of the football team was given detention. He glanced over at Sam, his only friend in this class but she looked just as surprised. She then glanced over to him, shrugging in confusion. Danny felt almost detached as he pulled out his English homework. This was weird. But he was going to be in detention with Dash. Maybe then he could find out more. He certainly was curious now.
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Danny hesitated as he approached Lancer's class for his attention. He had talked to his friends at lunch. They had decided on Lancer was over shadowed. It was the only way to explain why he would give his favorite student detention. But on that five percent chance he wasn't Danny didn't risk skipping. He took a deep breath as he entered the class...and nothing happened. Lancer was at the desk waiting and Dash was already scribbling on a paper. Lancer motioned for Danny to sit at the desk next to Dash and Danny hesitantly did. Dash didn't even glance up as he did. Danny almost wondered if the teen was aware Danny was there. They sat in silence for a while until a buzz sounded.
For a moment Danny panicked, thinking he had left his cell on until he saw Lancer grab a cell phone and answer "Lancer here." he said.
He then frowned before sighing heavily "I'm on my way." he said in resignation.
He then hung up before glaring at the two of them "It appears I am needed else where. You two will stay here. I will send someone to check in on you regularly. If you've moved your detentions will extend to the month. You may leave at four." he said.
He then walked out briefly. Danny blinked in surprise before looking to Dash. He couldn't help himself "How in the world did you get on Lancer's bad side?" he asked.
He knew why he was. The tardiness, leaving class, public destruction, the life long ban on handling fragile items at school.
It was a given.
Dash didn't look up from his paper. For a moment Danny figure he wouldn't answer. But then the jock surprised him "I quit the foot ball team." he muttered.
The halfa felt floored "Wait, seriously? No offense but are...feeling okay?" he asked hesitantly.
He stealthily hit a button on a watch Valerie had given him at lunch but it showed that no, he wasn't over shadowed. Dash however scowled "I felt like it, okay?" he snapped defensively.
Danny held up his hands in surrender, not wanting to press his luck "Alright. Alright." he said, trying to placate the ex bully.
Dash scowled, his grip tightening around his pencil. But then he sighed, his grip softening and his entire countenance becoming...tired. He finally looked up at Danny and the halfa was surprised to see the guilt "Your sister...what's her name? The younger one." he asked.
Danny felt wary at that and couldn't help but turn to a paper on his desk, fiddling with it "Danielle. My parents weren't very creative." he muttered.
Next to him Dash shifted "She's...she's an interesting person. Isn't she? Very...forward." he commented.
Danny glanced over at the jock and saw he looked guilty again. What did his sister say? Danny slowly nodded "Yeah. She has a tendency to speak bluntly. Whether you want to hear it or not." he said slowly.
Dash flinched "Is that how you all view me? Like that guy? She said he...he tried to kidnap you? And kill her? Do I look like that much of a monster in the schools eyes?" he asked.
Finally Danny understood. He understood so much it hurt. He sighed heavily, kneading his forehead to ward off a headache "For Dorathea's sake." he muttered. "You must have done something. Said something or moved a certain way." he explained.
He then turned to Dash, giving the jock his full attention "His name is Plasmius." he said seriously, getting the jocks full attention.
Danny then hesitated, trying to figure out how much to reveal. Finally he decided on a path "He's a ghost. I unfortunately know a lot of my parents work. He wanted me to join him. Give him their secrets. I refused. Time and again. Finally he tricked Dani. Used her to get to me. And when it proved she couldn't help he tried to kill her. It's one reason she was staying with my aunt in the middle of nowhere. It was away from people and safe. You must have triggered one of her flashbacks. She didn't mean it. Not that one." he soothed.
But Dash looked troubled "Even if she didn't...she was right though. I've watched the last few I walk down the halls A listers cheer. But everyone else runs. Hides. They try to get away. They are afraid of me. Even you. I saw you flinch." he accused.
Danny rubbed the back of his neck "Well you did shove me into lockers on a regular basis." he said.
Dash nodded "But I'm done now. I know you and the school might not believe it now. But I want to show that I've changed." he said.
Danny gave him a calculating look at that before holding out his hand "Well then how about I initiate a second side to the truce? To show the non A listers you mean no harm. In fact...after this do you want to hit the Nasty Burger?" he asked.
Dash looked surprised but then he smiled, accepting the hand "Very well Fenton. Nasty Burger sounds great. I'll accept your truce." he said.
And sure enough, later at the Nasty Burger saw a very unlikely pair as Danny and Dash sat together, hesitatingly talking and attempting. Sure they didn't seem to have anything in common. Except for one thing. They both seemed to hold a certain amount of respect for a younger Fenton. And it seemed that...was enough for now.
