Hello! Since the random fluffiness of the last chappie, time for more delicious angst!
Dracoya: Um… Wow, many questions. About "real" Danny, I couldn't say, but probably he will show up. The emotoclones aren't really supposed to fuse together, but similar ones can become very good friends, Hope and Happiness fused together because they felt to was for the best, if something happened to Happiness to make him cruel and find happiness in hurting people, they knew something bad would happen, so they combined in an attempt to keep Happiness as pure as possible. Yes, the title was a Harry Potter reference. When Mischief thought print, he meant draw. Can't you imagine it? He gives it to Memory and Creativity to look at and then they "print" it by drawing them.
Yes, I have put You Did This on hold. Danny is fighting me with everything he has, and with Kurt being so cooperative it's very tempting just to wait out the storm. Gimme time guys, I'm not even through my third term of college and I'm behind.
Before we start, I would like to know. Possibly after I finish with this, Zaqhirix Cheshire has put forward a request for a separate one-shot where Mischief gets loose and wreaks havoc on Amity, I don't mid doing it, but who else would like to see it?
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom, if I did, this would probably be canon. How much fun would that be?
The class was still high on the happy buzz that Mischief had injected them with. For a moment, they could forget what they had learned and simply enjoy Fenton batting them around like an excitable kitten. The chattered and laughed at each-other's expense as Hope led the way, Romance close behind, although he glanced back at Sam from time to time. Tucker, still dripping with the water that had not only soaked him, but brightened his beret, pants and shirt the same colour as Mischief's highlights, noticed this and made his way up.
"Hey Romance," He called, getting the emotoclone's attention, "Why aren't you staring into Sam's eyes?" The class, legitimately curious to the answer, tuned into the conversation. Romance smiled softly and said,
"This is a dangerousous place… Hell, our life is dangerous." Romance explained, "I will walk out of a fight perfectly fine, but I can't guarantee she will. Since trouble seems to be as attracted to us as you are to meatloaf, it's a better idea to be up front, where we can stop the Sadism before it gets to her." He shook his head with a sad smile and admitted, "I want nothing more that to walk next to her, but if that means that the danger gets too close, then I never will. Ignoring what you want to make sure that the one you desire is safe, that is real love. If I didn't do that I would be no better than Infatuation." Tucker blinked at this, as did many members of the class, he considered himself a love expert, but that was… He was pulled from his thoughts by Hope suddenly darting over to another door covered with bright colours and abstract shapes and flying through it, Romance turned to them and hissed, "Stay there!" before following.
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"What?" Romance whispered as they entered the workshop, dodging flying sketchbooks and canvases.
"I saw Mischief sneaking in here, if those pictures get out we're dead!"
Romance blinked for a second before scanning the room. It was quite dark, but that wouldn't stop the mischief master, in fact, it put the trouble maker at an advantage. There was the sound of air rushing past them and a small laugh before all was still. A black haired, paint smeared emotoclone emerged from the shadows. "Sorry," Creativity said with a smug grin, "You just missed him."
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When the two brothers emerged, Hope with a pair of bunny ears perched precariously on his head (which he removed hurriedly), the class looked at them quizzically. They glanced at the confused faces before sighing and muttering, "You'll see."
They traveled in silence for a while and the mood was sullen, there wasn't to much to talk about anymore. That changed when they heard a cacophony of voices from ahead, Hope looked around, trying to gauge where they were to cause such noise. Romance pointed ahed where a bunch of emotoclones were crowded around a large building.
Hope and Romance exchanged a glance before surging forward, straight into the throng, the class watched, bemused as the brothers fought their way through the crowd. They were unsure of what the two were doing, but it looked very odd from here.
Finally, the two emerged and there was some semblance to a pathway between the crowd. Hope led the class through, his head lashing back and forth as if to find an enemy in it; which for all they knew, there was.
Dash strut through the walk way like there was nothing to fear, after all, he could do that in the school halls, couldn't he? It was for that reason that he was surprised to find a pair of hands roughly grabbing his collar and pulling him face to face with another Danny. This one was… Well, a lot like Vengeance actually. The same red eyes and had paler skin. It's eyes gleamed with murderous intent and it gave off an aura of pure, horrifying terror.
When the other Dannys noticed who was in their midsts, they swarmed backwards, knocking over their classmates and each other to get away from the monster. Hope and Romance were left tentatively approaching the emotoclone. When the Danny clutching Dash noticed the two, his glare was tuned on them, the brothers looked like deer caught in headlights.
The Danny tuned back to Dash and eyed him critically, staying silent for many, agonising seconds. Eventually he opened his mouth, and in a deep, echoing voice, mused:
"I wonder how many bones I would have to break to stuff you into a locker."
A rush of fear made Dash's vision swim and his legs begin to shake. He saw Hope behind him and focused on trying to breathe, when had it become so difficult?
"S-Sadism." Hope gulped, gathering his scattered wits. "Look, I don't even know what you're doing here. But… Sadism, please… not right now."
Sadism had no ears for Hope's pleas and continued to antagonise a now thoroughly terrified Dash. "I'd say at least one of those shoulders would have to fold over and you would have a hard time fitting that chest in… Maybe a few ribs would go? I dunno…"
Dash's eyes widened and he began to struggle to no avail. Suddenly, Romance sprund from behind him and straight into Sadism's back.
"RUN!" Romance roared and Dash needed no coaxing. He sprinted for the door of the unusual building and joined his classmates on the other side of it. They spent about seventeen minutes listened to the sound of Hope and Romance fighting the dangerous clone outside and shuddering at the sound of Sadism's maniacal laughter before finally, finally, the brothers came through the door. Both were bleeding heavily and Romance looked close to passing out. Hope's arm was sticking at a funny angle and both were panting.
"Everyone okay?"
Romance asked briefly, receiving only stunned nods in return.
"Good." He said, looking around. "Brilliant."
He raised his head and took a deep breath. "MEMORY!" He called loudly, before promptly passing out, Hope only seconds behind him.
