Let's see how Danny does at football training. That's not all though. A new problem arises. Guess you'll have to read to find out.
The two switched teens were standing on the Casper high football field. It was getting dark, but that was a good thing if you didn't want anyone to see you. A few stadium lights were on and releasing a blinding light for anyone who looked directly into them. The air was cool, but not completely cold. Danny didn't mind because he was covered from head to toe in Dash's football uniform.
"How hard can football be compared to ghost fighting?" Danny asked himself, not expecting anything hard.
"Give me ten laps." Dash ordered with the same smirk that Danny had a little while ago.
"Are you sure that's necessary?" Danny inquired hopefully.
"Welcome to football practice." Dash said almost happily.
After about half an hour, Danny returned, exhausted and breathing heavily.
"Now to work on throwing." Dash announced with crossed arms and that devilish smirk again.
"Uhhh…Dash, it's getting late. I'm supposed to be home by…Oh, no!" Danny was starting to realize a huge problem that they hadn't thought of.
"What?" Dash said almost rudely. He wasn't sure if he wanted the answer.
"How are we supposed to go home like this?!" Danny said making the fact that he was in Dash's body as obvious as possible.
"Dang it! I hadn't thought of that." Dash admitted, irritated by the current problem.
"What are supposed to do? Try to go home as each other and hope our parents don't notice." Danny said almost scared now.
"That's exactly what we are going to do." Dash told him in a hard core manner.
"Are you crazy?! We can't go home as each other!" Danny exclaimed.
"Why not?" Dash questioned.
"They're our parents! They'll know something's wrong." Danny stated obviously.
"Got ant other plans?" Dash asked Danny curiously.
"No." Danny admitted in defeat.
"My parents aren't home this week, so you'll have an easier time." Dash told Danny, who let out a sigh of relief.
"My parents might be trouble though." Danny stated.
"Fine. What should I do?" Dash interrogated annoyed.
"Uhhh…I know! Stay in my room as much as possible. If you run into any trouble, tell them that you have to go fight a ghost." Danny answered proudly. He was impressed with his plan.
"If we're all settled then, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Dash affirmed.
"Guess so." Danny replied in a concerned tone.
Dash started to walk to Danny's house.
"Uhhh…Dash?" Danny prodded.
"Oh, right." Dash realized. He transformed into Phantom and flew off towards Danny's house.
Danny started to make the long lonely journey to Dash's house. Questions filled him mind. What if my parents find out? What will happen if a ghost attacks and he's not good enough to fight it? I can only imagine what would happen if he lost. How long would it be before they could change back? Will they be able to pull this off? All of these thoughts raced in Danny's mind.
When Danny finally arrived at the front door, he slowly opened it to make sure that no one was there.
"Good. It's empty." Danny confirmed, relieved. "I doubt I'm getting to sleep tonight."
Meanwhile, Dash was at Danny's front door. He turned the handle, but the door stayed shut. "Fenton must have a key somewhere." Dash assumed as he searched Danny's jeans pockets. Then he realized something. "Wait, why would he need a key? He could just phase through the door." Dash squeezed his eyes shut in concentration. His body became intangible and he walked through the door.
He was greeted by the bright lights of the kitchen and three people standing there. The three were Danny's parents and his sister, Jazz.
"Ghost fight?" All three asked in unison. They sighed as they said it and all three had their arms crossed.
"Uhhh…Yeah." Dash replied, not sure on how to answer. "I'm gonna go up to my room now." He said this in a rushed tone and ran up the stairs. After opening a few doors, he finally found the one that must be Danny's.
Danny's room was blue and covered with space stuff. Dash closed the door behind him and sat on Danny's bed. He looked at the alarm clock. It read 10:15 pm. "Wow, it's late. I guess I'd better try to get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day." Dash stated with a yawn.
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