Hiya! ^-^ I am really late, huh? I've just been stressed a lot so I played games instead of writing...when I was at home. Unsurprisingly, hacking monsters to bits is very releaving ;) The good news about me taking about a week to update is that I was able to get more organized with it. I know what I'm going to do with it, but I'll save that for the bottom.
To the reviewers:
Hawky Phantom: lol. I'm glad you think so :)
DPcrazy: Yeah, I love his curiousity. It's a lot of fun to write ;) And I'm not done with the cat thing yet ;)
CrazyDentist-LuVer: I like the idea too :) I'm glad you like it so much :D
Ythena: lol! Glad you did comment. I liked it :D I agree with ya there. Phantom is adorable. I love making him check out new things XD Danny'll get there eventually. He's taking baby steps. ;)
DP-shrine-in-closet-girl: Phew, good. I know what you mean. I had the same thought about her. I'm a cat person, but I like dogs and cats will be getting a bit of a beating from Phantom in this story (verbal wise, anyway. ;) )
Anonymous: I'll keep it in mind and I'm glad its better.
Cee Cee The Critic: Hey! You're back! (Hehe. Puppy mind XD) I couldn't use the suggestion for this chapter, but I'll try to work it in later. I have a fun idea for it ;) Thanks for reviewing again.
And to all of ya, Thanks a lot! :D
Cee Cee The Critic brought up something that I am kinda wondering about. How many of you all would like it if Phantom and Sam did hook up? I already have the romance planned out so I'm not goin to change it, but I'm just wondering.
Okay, I've given this chapter the Boys will be Boys title, but it's not the chapter I'd planned to use it on. I've given up on that one. This story took on a mind of its own and made it difficult for me to do it ;) Maybe a later chapter.
I don't own Danny Phantom. Only the plot of this story :)
Chapter 10
Boys Will be Boys
Phantom hovered above the park's lake as he looked down into his reflection curiously. He was very familiar with mirrors and reflections. There were a lot of ghosts who obsessed over their reflections so mirrors were almost as common in the Ghost Zone as cars were in the human world. What had him so fascinated was the water.
He knew the humans' water reflected, but seeing it happen up close was another. It wasn't the same as a silly shiny piece of rock either. For one, he could still see through his reflection as if he—and everything behind him—was intangible. Even more interesting were the ripples disturbing the image every time the wind blew or Danny moved in the shallows.
Which was happening a lot. A little too often.
Phantom looked up from his reflection and gave his shivering human half a concerned look. Danny was in the middle of taking one of his own tests. They knew Danny's temperature had been lowered while Phantom's had been raised so Danny had proposed seeing how long they could stand being in a hot or cold area. Since they were in the park and with a nice, icy cold lake right there, they'd decided to do the cold test right then and there.
It'd been obvious from the start, though, that Phantom wasn't bothered in the slightest, especially after he'd let out a whoop and almost gone swimming. He'd been excused from the test and instead returned to the one interrupted last night—er, earlier morning. Without going into much detail, he'd lasted about a minute longer than Danny.
...And Danny was apparently very competitive.
So Danny was determined to "beat" him at this…even though he was shivering uncontrollably and getting bluer by the second.
Phantom shook his head and floated over to him. He put a hand on his shoulder and bit his lip when his arm shook from Danny's trembling. The human looked at him silently, his teeth chattering so much speech looked difficult. "I think you should get out, Danny," Phantom said, frowning at him. "Humans didn't go swimming during autumn for a reason, I thought."
"B-b-b-but I c-c-can g-gg-go l-lo-l-long—" Danny tried.
Phantom shook his head. "Yeah, but then you'd get sick. You probably already caught a cold, anyway."
"W-w-why s-sh-should y-y-you c-care?" Danny demanded. "I-I'll b-b-be the o-one s-s-s-ICHOO!" Danny sneezed on Phantom.
The ghost grimaced in disgust and turned intangible so he couldn't be sprayed anymore. "Well, you are my human half. If you died, then I'd die." Danny stiffened at the halfa comment. Phantom inwardly sighed. "Besides that, though, I might be able to get human sicknesses now. From what I understand, they're contagious. Not as much as ghosts', but still catchable without any immunity, which I doubt I have…So you've probably just gave me your cold." He scowled at him. "Thanks a lot." Danny managed a chattering smile before having a coughing fit. "Alright. You're getting out. Right now."
"B-b-but w-w-we're a-a-al-a-al—"
"Yeah, yeah," Phantom interrupted. "We're already sick. But you've likely only gotten a cold. Let's not tempt pneumonia, eh?"
Danny thought this over, getting bluer all the while. Phantom rolled his eyes and groaned in annoyance. He grabbed Danny's arms and flew him back to dry land, ignoring his stuttered angry protests. If Danny really was anything like Phantom, he'd try to stay in the water till he fainted.
He wouldn't get himself killed on Phantom's watch, though.
Danny quickly looked down at his precious stopwatch when Phantom set him down so he could check his time. "Th-th-thirty-t-two m-m-minutes," he stammered triumphantly.
Phantom raised an eyebrow. "You stayed in there a whole half hour? I'm surprised you didn't quit out of boredom."
Danny stopped his chattering long enough to stick his tongue out at Phantom. He hugged his arms tighter and began to rub them to create some heat using friction.
Phantom bit his lip and looked at the freezing human for a while before sighing. I hate to do this, but…He unclipped his cape and whirled it off his shoulders and onto Danny's. When the black cape was settled and clasped on Danny, Phantom hesitantly looked at his face. Danny looked a little startled at first, but he soon beamed at Phantom in gratitude. Phantom was a little taken aback by how big and, well, bright the smile was. But he returned a smaller one.
Apparently, the best way to get Danny to smile was through kindness or something. The only smiles Phantom had gotten so far were when Danny got a devious idea or was a little embarrassed about something.
It sort of made him wonder a bit about whether or not he had Danny's personality figured out as well as he thought he had.
"Th-thanks," Danny said.
Phantom shrugged. "It's nothing." It was, actually, but Danny wouldn't understand halfa ghost pride. It was what was keeping Phantom from helping Danny more by rubbing his legs. The cape was bad enough. Halfa ghosts weren't supposed to care about their human's comfort. It went against some sort of grain. They were supposed to be continuously jealous and angry with their humans.
Phantom didn't really have much of either, but he felt like he should.
"S-st-still," Danny insisted, "th-thank you."
Phantom nodded, if only to get him to shut up. He was making it worse.
Danny pulled the cape closer to himself so it wouldn't allow any wind in. He then squatted down and began to rub his legs, somehow managing to keep the cape closed around him.
Phantom tilted his head to the side. "That wasn't one of your better ideas, Danny. I'd think being a human you would be more cautious about getting hurt, considering humans aren't as durable as ghosts."
Danny gave him an uplifting smile, ignoring the small insult. "P-part of b-being a tee-teenager, Ph-Phantom."
"Suicide attempts?" Phantom questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"S-sometimes."
The ghost shook his head. "As if hormones weren't enough," he muttered disappointingly.
"D-do you go-got hormones, t-too?" Danny asked, apparently hearing him.
"Yes, unfortunately," Phantom replied, crossing his bare arms. It felt strange without his cape. Almost like he was naked or something. "Halfa ghosts and born ghosts get them, too."
"R-really? W-why?"
"Because both grow," Phantom said simply with a shrug.
Danny nodded and focused back on reheating his legs instead of asking more questions.
Phantom studied him curiously with his head tilted to the side. He'd suddenly realized what was going on. Well, he'd always known, but he didn't take it seriously or think very clearly about it. The cape on Danny's shoulders was bringing it all home to him.
Phantom and Danny were willingly breaking all the halfa's "rules." Phantom wasn't hating Danny and they were treating each other as rivals—equals even.
Phantom bit his lip and pulled his legs up into the Indian style. They were also…playing almost with each other, learning, advising, helping, protecting, caring—
The only thing remaining the way it was supposed to was Phantom's jealousy and Danny's distrust and even those weren't as strong as they should have been.
Phantom shook his head. He wasn't sure what to make of it.
Danny stood back up with the cape still firmly closed. Wind blew, ruffling bother their hair in the same fashion as they locked eyes. Phantom was a little startled at first and nearly looked away, but didn't. He almost felt time was slowing down and wondered absently if Clockwork was watching.
Danny broke the moment by sneezing. Phantom winced, sure his cape was soiled with snot. Danny gave him an apologetic smile. "S-sorry."
Phantom blinked again at him before shrugging. "Don't worry about it."
Definitely breaking halfa etiquette.
(Guess who? ;D It's Clockwork's POV!)
I smiled warmly as I looked at the halfa pair through my screen. Just as I'd hoped, Phantom and his human half were not acting like normal halfas. You could easily tell by the way they were staring at each other right now. Like close brothers, currently putting away differences.
Of course, Danny had to interrupt it by sneezing. Phantom winced.
I smirked in amusement. The boy loved his cape. The fact that he had lent to Danny spoke a lot about his conscious…or his attachment to his human half. Either way, I felt proud of the boy I'd raised.
My smile fell, but could you blame me? I'm not happy with what I had done to Phantom by any means, but it had to happen. It was for the best.
I sighed. He would probably never forgive me for all that I had put him through. But…
"S-sorry."
I looked back at the screen. Phantom blinked at Danny before shrugging. "Don't worry about it."
I smiled again and shook my head. Who am I kidding? The boy had too kind a heart to hold a grudge for too long. He would never have been a ghost if he hadn't been born a halfa. He just didn't have the…anger for it.
To say that he'd forgive me straight off was saying too much, however. He wasn't that forgiving.
"So, Danny," Phantom said to his human half, his arms crossed and a smug smile on. "Since you chose this test and I won the bet, I get three turns, right?"
Danny opened and closed his mouth. Finally he stopped and glared at Phantom. "Th-that's n-not fair."
Instead of experimenting, I thought in annoyance, they should be seeing to Danny's cold.
"Yes it is."
"N-no, it's no-not. Y-you c-can't c-c-count this t-test."
"Yeah I can," Phantom replied with the utmost confidence. "You got your test last night with the breathing thing and again with the temperature test. You skipped my turn."
"You d-didn't say an-anything."
Phantom just smiled and shrugged.
Danny pursed his lips to try to think of a way out. I knew the loop hole in Phantom's logic, and Danny could remember it. One of those little twists in the road that are so common.
Danny sighed. "Fine. What do you wanna do?"
I shook my head, not really surprised. He wouldn't really think of Phantom discovering their telepathic link as a test, would he?
"Hmm." Phantom tapped his chin thoughtfully.
Ah, another twist. What test will Phantom make? This one is bigger than the last, though. It will decide so many things. So many new choices. So many new victories or defeat. So many new paths to take. All from just one decision.
"Hmm. Well, I think we've been going about this all a bit…wrong," Phantom said thoughtfully. Danny frowned. "I mean, yeah, we've been finding out how everything's changed, and all, but, um…what about our…um, other forms? I mean, we looked different when we left the portal, right?" Danny looked confused, but nodded. "Well, I felt stronger before we changed back, so it might be…different…"
I shook my head with a small smile. He was usually so good at explaining things. He must be confused too.
"W-wait," Danny held up a hand. "Y-you're saying th-that h-how we look w-will affect the t-tests?"
Phantom hit his forehead. "No. I am saying that how we looked represented a different change in us. Different forms. Different forms mean different changes to our bodies."
Danny pursed his lips. "So you're saying the tests would be different?"
"I said that already, didn't I?"
"Well, yeah, but it didn't make much sense." Danny tilted his head to the side. "How do we even change into these other…err, forms? And how do we know we can?"
Phantom shrugged. "There's only one way to find out. I'll go first since I was awake when we changed back." Danny nodded. Phantom closed his eyes and concentrated.
I smirked. "And so it begins."
Sam saw the lake before she saw them.
She had been walking down an unpaved part of the park when she came across the only lake in the park. Because time had passed, her little isolated place in the park had become not so isolated and she had to relocate. So she'd come here, the most deserted part in the park during autumn. After all, who in their right mind would visit a lake when it was barely sixty degrees out?
Two boys, apparently.
Sam frowned at the two figures that had ruined her plan for a quiet place where she could think things over. She had a lot to think about after all, and she wouldn't be able to do that with nosy people disturbing her peace.
She sighed in annoyance and was about to look for a different place, when she saw the one not wearing a cape pull up his legs into the Indian style and just…float there, five feet above the ground.
Realization dawned on her and she grinned at the ghost with his back to her. Although it was the one who was squatting that had the black cape on, she knew this one had to be the ghost who'd agreed to help her right before flying away without giving her a way to contact him or a name. Yeah, she was upset with him.
And she was going to give him a piece of her mind too.
But first…
Sam smiled and crept closer, sometimes hiding behind some trees and bushes as she went. She wanted to know who the other boy was—he was bending down so she couldn't see his face—and she wanted to know what they were doing. Usually, she detested eavesdropping, but this was a ghost. You couldn't always be sure about them. Sam was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to be cautious.
She was still out of hearing range when she froze. The one with the black cape on had stood up, revealing his midnight dark hair and sky blue eyes that she could identify in her sleep.
Her best friend, Danny Fenton, was hanging out with a ghost!
Well, it wasn't really all that surprising when you considered Danny's personality, but still. You'd think the son and friend of three very capable ghost hunters wouldn't just be staring at a ghost. Just staring…and looking comfortable doing so.
She gazed at the pair in slight awe as wind ruffled the two boys' hair. It just looked so natural for them to. So…serene. Like it was only natural for their hair to move exactly the same way, even though one was a ghost and one was a human. That didn't matter in this staring.
Sam smiled slowly as she saw her idea—now dream, really—playing out in front of her.
Then Danny sneezed on the cape.
Sam smothered an uncharacteristic giggle. That was Danny for ya.
It was almost just as amusing to see the ghost wince at the indignity his cape had just received. Danny smiled a shaky, apologetic smile, and said something along the lines of sorry to which the ghost responded by shrugging.
Sam frowned and narrowed her eyes. She'd finally noticed a few things about Danny. For one, he was an unnatural blue color and for another, he was shivering. Obviously, he was cold. And by the way the cape lay on him, she was sure he was only wearing his white t-shirt under it.
Although, he does look pretty hot with—
Sam blanched at her thought and furiously shook her head. It had to be all the black. Yeah, that was it. It was getting to her Goth heart. Danny was just finally wearing black so his eyes were really standing out and—
Stop it! She scolded herself, her cheeks hearing up. She gritted her teeth together. He's your best friend, Sam!
She shook her head again and focused on the ghost to get her mind off of Danny. Such thoughts were dangerous.
The ghost…didn't really look like one. Instead of blue, green, or even white skin, he had regular skin color for a Caucasian. Albeit, glowing and a lot paler as if he'd never seen much of the sun. His hair was…interesting. Most of it was pure white and was even able to catch the little bit of light from the sun coming through an overcast sky. But at the tip of each strand, there was midnight black hair like Danny's. It was as if he had started out with black hair, but it had continued to grow out as white hair.
Sam's lips pursed in thought but could only conclude that he must have had black hair before he died and it grew when he became a ghost. Or…she gasped and studied his face more intently.
The thing that drew the eye away from the face was his eyes. They were a green color, and she was pretty sure they were emerald colored, but it was hard to identify their specific coloring since they glowed from within. They and his hair were able to draw attention away from his face, un-focusing your eyes so his features wouldn't stand out, but Sam wasn't having any of that. Instead, she ignored the awing sight of them both and focused solely on his face's features.
Yup. They were familiar.
The ghost had the exact same face as Danny. If you somehow got past the hair, eyes, skin, and the slight difference in body posture and build, you'd swear they were the same person. The only way for them to look so similar was for the ghost to be a very powerful shape shifter, he was Danny's long lost twin, or he was a clone gone wrong.
She was strongly against the last. Cloning was…disgusting (I don't know. It just seems like Sam would have that view, wouldn't she?). The first wasn't likely because even a shape shifter couldn't get body posture perfect. As for the twin…it was the most likely. But Danny had never mentioned having a twin and Sam had known him since they were eight. Surely the topic of a twin living with another family would have come up right?
Then again, Danny may not have even known he had one until the twin had died and visited him.
Sam licked her lips and tilted her head to the side as she continued to study the pair. They were talking companionably and the moment before had seemed brotherly, but…it felt like she was missing something.
Well, you're not getting anywhere by spying on them, she told herself sternly. Just go and ask already.
Sam took a deep breath and came out from behind the tree she'd been hiding behind. She walked down calmly to the two boys, not bothering to be quiet like before.
Even so, Danny was the only one to notice her approach. The ghost had his eyes closed tightly and he looked as if he were concentrating a lot. Danny's eyes widened when he saw her. Sam was about to smile and wave at him, but stopped when he suddenly looked panicked. She frowned in puzzlement as he tried to get the ghost to stop…whatever it was that he was trying to do.
Too late, apparently.
A white light-ring suddenly appeared around Danny's and the ghost's waists. Two rings became four, two around each waist as each one traveled slowly up or down. Where the light-ring passed over Danny, the black cape he was wearing disappeared and a white one appeared on the ghost. Also, a black jumpsuit with white boots, gloves, collar, and belt appeared "under" the cape. She was surprised to notice that he had a white version of the symbol she'd made for him in the middle of his chest, too.
But all thoughts of his new outfit vanished when the light-ring passed over his head and disappeared. Danny's hair was no longer black. Most of it was, but the tips had turned pure white; like a reversal of the ghost's hair color. His eyes were the real shocker, though. They glowed from within.
Sam's jaw dropped. She barely noticed that the ghost now had all white hair and was glowing more noticeablely.
Danny's a…he looks like a…
The ghost turned his head to see what had Danny so worked up. His triumphant grin vanished and his eyes widened in similar panic. He grabbed Danny's arm and began tugging him away from there. Danny wasn't really cooperating.
Sam snapped her mouth shut and her eyes narrowed. She wanted to know what was going on and she wanted to know now.
Danny stared at Sam in shock as Phantom continued trying to get him to run away. Danny wouldn't, though. Sam was his best friend so there wasn't really a reason to run away from her. She was very open-minded to things so she would accept Phantom and what had happened to them.
Besides, she'd just corner him in school if she didn't get her answers.
"Come on, Danny," Phantom hissed in aggravation, tugging harder on his arm. "Quick before she yells at us for disturbing the ants! Don't make me fly you away!"
Danny shook his head and pulled back. "We have to explain to her, Phantom. She saw it happen."
Phantom stubbornly shook his head. "We can't."
"She won't rest till she gets her answers. If she doesn't get them now, then she'll get them from me at school."
Phantom suddenly let go of his arm, causing Danny to stumble forward a little. Danny looked at Phantom in surprise. Phantom stared back at him, looking as if he'd been betrayed. "You promised not to tell anyone," he whispered.
That—and the sight of him looking so downcast—stung. "I—"
"Danny!" Sam yelled.
Danny continued to stare at Phantom a moment before facing Sam. She'd run down the hill and was slowing down as she reached them. Her face was flushed from the run, but she wasn't out of breath. The joys of being overly fit. Phantom hid behind Danny as she got closer. Danny raised an eyebrow at him, but he wasn't given an explanation.
When Sam reached them, she gave Danny a look over before crossing her arms and giving him a pointed look. "Well? You going to explain?"
Danny rubbed his neck uncomfortably. "I-it's a long story."
"I've got time," she replied, not missing a beat.
Danny nodded and looked over his shoulder at Phantom. The ghost looked unsure of what to do and a little frightened of Sam. It looked as if the only reason he was staying was because Danny was and he felt sure Danny would protect him…or he wanted to intervene if Danny began to reveal too much.
They locked eyes briefly before Danny turned back to Sam. "Alright, but first…" Danny grabbed Phantom's arm and forced the unwilling ghost out from behind him. Phantom looked warily at Sam and almost flew away when she glared at him. Danny held him still. Please, Phantom, he thought, hoping saying his name in his mind would help with the mind speaking thing. Trust me.
Phantom looked at him uncertainly. It kind of reminded Danny of a cat or dog being forced to stand a dog or cat. He had to fight the urge to laugh. Phantom finally stopped struggling so he took that as a good sign.
He smiled at the ghost reassuringly then gestured to Sam. "Phantom, I'd like you to meet my best friend, Samantha Manson." Phantom's mouth formed an "o" at the discovery. "I've known her since we were eight and if you want to live a peaceful afterlife, only call her Sam."
Sam nodded, a slight smile on her face. Phantom nodded his greeting and slide behind Danny again.
Danny smiled and rolled his eyes. He pulled Phantom back out. "Sam this—" He could feel Phantom stiffening "—scardy-cat is my twin brother, Phantom." As Danny had hoped, Phantom was too offended at being referred to as a cat of any kind that he was too busy glaring at Danny to show his surprise. "I've known him since yesterday. Don't drink anything he gives you."
Sam nodded, only looking slightly surprised about Phantom being his "twin." She frowned. "So did you live with a different family before you died or something, Phantom? Danny never mentioned having a twin before."
Danny looked at him with a raised eyebrow. It was his lie now.
Phantom licked his lips and sidled a little behind Danny once more. "I, um…" Phantom looked at Danny and took a deep breath. "I died soon after Danny and I were born." Sam and Danny blinked. Sam in disbelief and Danny in surprise that he'd tell the "truth." Phantom shrugged, a small smile on his face. "I lived my whole 'life' as a ghost and only had one person look after me as a parental figure." He looked down sadly at the mention of his mentor.
Sam held up her hands. "Whoa, wait a minute. How can you have died when you were a baby? You look fourteen right now."
Phantom glanced at Danny and smiled a little. "You heard of twin telepathy, right?" Sam frowned but nodded. "Well, it sometimes works even after death so that the dead twin still agaes as long as the other continues to live."
"Oh," Sam said, "so it's sort of like a life line?"
Phantom nodded and shrugged.
Is this true? Danny wondered. If it was, wouldn't it be more likely than the halfa thing? Wouldn't Phantom use that as a lie instead if he needed one?
Phantom apparently caught his thought. "No," he heard him say, though his mouth didn't move. "Rarely does it happen and when it does, it's never with newborns. The 'bond' isn't strong enough." Phantom smirked at him. "Only halfas can 'live' after dying as a baby."
Danny bit his lip and looked away.
"Alright," Sam said finally after she'd thought things over. "That makes sense, I guess. A little…strange, but pretty cool." She looked at Danny again, a worried frown on her face. "And the reason you look like a ghost is…?"
Danny shifted a little uncomfortably and looked at Phantom who was losing some of his fear of Sam and was coming out from behind him. "Well, uh, we're not really sure why…"
Phantom was smiling. "…But I got a theory."
"So you—" Sam pointed at Danny "—went inside your parents' dysfunctional invention with only a hazmat suit for protection." Danny smiled sheepishly at her. "Then you tripped and accidentilly pushed some sort of power button and the portal started working. While you—" she pointed at Phantom who went a little stiff "—were on the other side in the Ghost Zone trying to persuade some thousands of ghosts that invading was a bad idea." He nodded. "When Danny turned on the portal, you were pulled through…atom by atom?" Phantom grimaced but nodded again. She crossed her arms and scowled at them. "So when you two woke up, you looked like you do now and have been spending your free time since trying to kill each other on the pretense of 'discovery.'"
The boys blushed and smiled guiltily as they rubbed their necks…at the same time. All synchronized. She felt a chill run down her spine at it.
She grabbed Danny's arm suddenly and he raised his eyebrows. "Can I talk to you for a sec?" She pulled him away from his twin before he could answer.
When they were a decent distance away, Sam stopped and Danny rubbed his sore arm. "Gees, Sam. A little more gentle next time, please. I still got nerves, you know."
Sam looked back at Phantom before facing Danny again when she was convinced he really was inspecting the ground. "Are you sure you can trust him?"
"Huh?"
"I know he looks exactly like you, but he just…" she shrugged helplessly. "It's like you two are the same person or something. Are you sure he's your twin and not a clone or something?"
Danny frowned. "What do you mean? Same person?"
Sam nodded. "Yeah. If I didn't know any better and he didn't look fairly different, I'd swear you two were the same person in two different places at once. None of the twins I've met have been able to synchronize so well together."
Danny bit his lip and looked away. He shook his head after a moment. "I guess I can't know for sure until I ask Mom about my birth. But, Sam, he hasn't given me a reason to distrust him. Besides, who'd clone me?"
Sam crossed her arms. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe the thousands of ghostly enemies your parents and Valerie have that could use 'you' as a hostage if they made a clone of you."
Danny smiled a little. "Yeah, but how likely is that?"
Sam huffed. "Alright, say he is your twin. How do you know he's not a bad ghost?"
"…Do you think he is?"
Sam shook her head. "No. He—" They heard Phantom gasp and looked back at him. He'd fallen back on his butt and was looking at something in the grass with wide eyes. Sam turned back to Danny. "He's too innocent for it." Danny smirked a little. "But he could be acting."
"So?" Danny asked, frowning. "You want me to tell him to go away because of the possibility he might be bad?"
Sam glared at him. "Don't talk to me like I'm your parents or Valerie, Danny. You know I'm against that sort of thing."
Danny sighed and looked down. "Yeah, I know, Sam. I'm sorry. It's just that I'm really confused and…" He shrugged helplessly.
Sam's expression softened. "It's alright. I understand." Danny looked back up at her from under his white bangs and smiled gratefully. Sam smiled back. "I'm just saying to stay cautious around him till you know for sure."
"I am…"
Sam smirked. "Oh really? 'Cause I think I remember hearing you mentioning something about experimenting on each other."
Danny shrugged. "None of them were really risky…except for when he dropped me. But he caught me. Shouldn't that prove that he's not out to get me?"
"No. Not really." Sam sighed then smiled a little. "But you would know better than me, I guess. Just keep your eyes open, alright?"
Danny nodded, smiling goofily at her. "I—"
"Oww!"
Sam and Danny looked at Phantom. The ghost had his index finger in his mouth and was looking angrily at the ground at his feet. He looked up when he sensed eyes on him. He blushed and took his finger out of his mouth. "It bit me," he said in embarrassment. "The stupid fuzzy bug bit me."
Yay! In his own weird way, Danny's defending Phantom. Eh, kinda. He's making progress. And Phantom's been bit. Curiosity bit the cat ;)
And we saw Clockwork for a bit. I'd planned to get more of his thoughts, but it didn't happen that way. Ah well. Later maybe.
Now, I was saying I got a plan for this story. I've decided to make it into smaller stories--kinda like episodes, i guess--instead of just one big one. I'd be a lot easier for me and that way I can get breaks in between. Besides, I like making summaries and starting the begining of stories. It's a lot of fun. And it'll make the stories sound better in the end. Since this one is now like a regular story, I can say that we've entered the middle and will be here for about three to five chapters. Eh, that's long actually -_'
That cool with you guys?
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