(A/N: I apologize for not replying to those who reviewed in the last chapter of "Pyro Drabbles". I've been fairly busy trying to keep up with my schoolwork these days… :/ So… I'm making up to you by giving you all an update! :D
Oh, and before we go on, lemme let you guys straight: This is NOT a hate fic. I'm okay with Rebecca Black. I fully believe she can sing, but I'm sad to say that all that Auto-tune made her voice sound real darn crappy in "Friday".
Alright, let's get on with it!
Characters/ Pairings: No pairings. Just our usual trio plus my OC, Charice :P
Genre: Humour/Parody
Rating: T (just to be safe)
Inspiration: ...I don't remember, dang it! =o="
Pyro Drabbles—Rudolph the Red-Foreheaded Danny
=Fenton Works, Danny's Room=
~Normal POV~
"Harh! I kicked your video-game Doomed butt. Again!" Sam dropped the game controller and pumped her fist in the air in triumph.
"That's not fair!" Danny whined, dropping his game controller too. "You took a cheap shot at me!" He accused.
Sam grinned like a Cheshire Cat, making tsk sounds at him. "You can't weasel your way out of this one, Mister. You know that I won, fair and square."
Tucker was the literate definition of the commonly used phrase "ROFL" as he rolled on the floor, laughing. "Dude! You lost to a girl!"
"Are you implying something?" Sam questioned, narrowing her eyes at the Techno-Geek.
His green eyes widened at the implications of what he had said. "N-no! Of course not! Girls and guys have the equal advantage in video games, a-after all!" He raised his hands in surrender.
"Good. It'd better be that way." Sam warned, still looking pretty dangerous.
Danny just rolled his eyes. "And with that possible spat flying over our heads, I'm gonna have to ask this: What should we do now?"
Charice looked up from some Mathematics notes she was studying. "How about we get a jump-start at homework?"
"NO!" Her three friends shouted instantly, nearly horrified expressions plastered onto their faces.
The girl shrugged weakly. "Well, I tried…"
"Hey, has anyone realized what day it is today?" Tucker asked suddenly.
Danny's baby-blues flitted over to the calendar hanging on his bedroom wall. "It's Friday. Why?"
He shouldn't have asked. Really. Especially since Tucker burst into song right after he asked.
"Seven a.m., waking up in the morning; Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs; Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal; Seein' everything, the time is goin'; Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'; Gotta get down to the bus stop; Gotta catch my bus, I see my frieeends…" Tucker howled.
The young halfa's eyes widened with terror. "Oh my gosh, no, please, no…"
That's when Sam joined in.
"Kickin' in the front seat; Sittin' in the back seat; Gotta make my mind up; Which seat can I taaake?"
Charice joined in with the chorus, while Danny covered his ears (not that it made a difference…)
"It's Friday, Friday; Gotta get down on Friday; Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend; Friday, Friday; Gettin' down on Friday; Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend..."
"NO!" Danny yelled, attempting to be heard over the song he was hearing. "Come on guys, it's not funny!"
They ignored him, as huge grins threatened to split their faces.
"Partyin', partyin'… Yeah! Partyin', partyin'…Yeah! Fun, fun, fun, fun; Lookin' forward to the weekend …"
By now, Danny had given up trying to get them to stop, so his head just kept meeting his desk. Thud…thud…thud…
"Now, let's not forget the bridge!" Sam announced, still grinning non-stop.
"Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday; Today is Friday, Friday; We we we so excited; We so excited; We gonna have a ball today…"
Tucker continued the song, a tad off-key.
Thud…thud…thud…
"Tomorrow is Saturday; And Sunday comes afterwardsss…"
"I don't want this weekend to eeend…" Charice sang.
Thud…thud…thud…
The three finished the last part together.
"It's Friday, Friday; Gotta get down on Friday; Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend; Friday, Friday; Gettin' down on Friday; Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend..."
"Whoo!" The three cheered together, before bursting into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.
"Thank God that was over!" Danny groaned out, finally heaving his head from the desk.
Tucker took one look at his friend and almost immediately fell over laughing. The two girls guffawed discreetly as they eyed him.
"…what?" Danny asked, a thick, black eyebrow kicking up.
"Y-you… should look at… the m-mirror…" Sam stammered out in-between her snickers.
Danny got up and headed over to his full-length mirror. "OH MAAAN!"
His forehead was all red (from banging it against the desk once too many times), and now his cheeks were a matching shade of red (from embarrassment).
"Look guys!" Tucker called out. "It's Rudolph the red-foreheaded Danny!"
The two girls couldn't hold in their laughter anymore at that comment. Even Danny had to admit that it was funny.
(A/N: Hope that was funny to you :3 Please review and let me know what you think! ;)
By the way, this is the last update in a while. In case you haven't read my profile (I don't think many of you did ^^;), I'm having Mid-Year Examinations in a very short period of time, so I can't come online. I seek your understanding in this.
…although, even if you don't understand, you still have to wait. XDDD
~Phanton Flame :) )
