"Oh Vaaaaalerie! Why are you hunting me?" Danny was in a cheekier mood than usual, and seemed destined to sabotage himself.

Valerie, of course, scowled and continued blasting at the ghost, her one-sided arch nemesis. "You ruined my life, you little brat, now sit still so I can shoot you!"

"But then I'd get hit, and I don't want to get hurt. Besides why would you want to shoot someone you think is cute?"

Valerie sputtered, totally shocked and nearly dropped her gun as she blushed furiously. "W-what? I don't think that! Who told you that lie?"

"You did," Danny grinned, "And how could you do something like lying? You might be angry, but you're not a liar. Red thinks I'm cute! Huntress thinks I'm cu- Whoa!" He narrowly dodged her blast.

"Shut up, Phantom! I never told you that!" She, of course, was still blushing.

He made a humming noise of thought and floated near her. "Perhaps... Ah ha! You're right. You haven't... Yet. You told me that ten years in the future! The you from then wasn't nearly as bitter as you are. She didn't try to shoot at me." He looked at her consideringly, "It's past your curfew, isn't it? Do you want a lift? Your board thingy crashed."

Ah, so that was the reason she hadn't shot him out of the air already - that and her blush. Surprisingly, she didn't say no immediately and quietly considered his offer through her embarrassment. "On one condition." The halfa leaned forward excitedly. "You can't mention this ever again!"

He nodded fervently with a stupid grin plastered on his face. "Of course - my lips are sealed." He picked her up and they flew as quickly as he could manage to her usual entrance, the fire escape. "Good night Miss Red." He smirked and flew away to pick up her board for repairs, and to tell Sam and Tucker how he disarmed the Red Huntress.