This is for lunagalemaster(aka Woona, moon moon child) who brought up the fact that there was never a fic of a casual King Danny, and thus this was born! *whispers* This was so not to prove that I don't just angst. No that was not it.

Lots of shenanigans in this one and FullMetal Alchemist References.

A Movie Just For Kicks?

Danny Phantom bangs his head against the stack of papers piling up on his desk. So much to do, so little time to get it all done. He stands up, takes the crown of his head and places it on the desk alongside the pile of papers. If only if it was easy as placing a crown down on a table to stop all the insanity from nagging, nitpicking your brain, worrying about the welfare of an entire realm.

'If only.' thought Danny longingly, beginning to pace around the somewhat small room he was in. Though, for him to be such an important figure, he's doesn't feel like it with this room he's confined in. He should probably do something about it. Not now, though, but sometime in the future.

The halfa turns his head hearing the door to his room being knocked three times. The door itself opens and a head pops through revealing an African-American male wearing a beret. "Heyo Danny, if it isn't my favorite ghost king." he exclaimed excitedly.

"Tucker, I am the only ghost king." said Danny with a smile, moving his hand with a come in motion. "Dude come in, come hang with your favorite ghost king."

Tucker scoots in through the opening of the door and waved at his best friend, gently pushing the door behind him. "What's up dude?!" he said, leaning on the door, beginning to fiddle with one of Danny's bouncy balls, throwing it down and catching it with perfect dexterity. "How's royalty treating my man?"

The halfa tiredly shrugged his shoulder. "To be honest, it's really kicking my ass. Who'da thunk it being king would require paperwork?"

Tucker clutched his heart, feigning distress. "Paperwork?! What a cruel ailment! Tell me, my precious Danny, how bad is it?"

Danny smiled weirdly, walking over to his desk and slams his hand on the pile of papers on the desk. "Feast your eyes on this!" shouted Danny. "I didn't become king for this!"

The technogeek eyed the paper, majorly repulsed by the height of it. "Who would? Danny, I think you been scammed for this job."

"Tell me about it."

"No need for you to tell me, I can see it." stated Tucker. "You look terrible."

The halfa now placed his hand over his emblem, where his core was. "How dare you insult your king like this?! Off with you head!" he shouted dramatically, bursting into a fit of laughter seeing Tucker's face of horror. "Oh my god, your face-priceless! Man I don't think I've laughed this hard since I became king."

Tucker rolled his eyes and smiled. "Whatever, Danny. Speaking of laughter, I got a really cool place we could hang at today."

"Where?"

"The movies."

"Can't Tucker, got all of this paperwork to do." complained Danny, who then dramatically gestured to the enormous pile of paperwork. "This is not Amestris, my man. I can't pull a Roy Mustang, and I don't have a Riza Hawkeye to keep me on track."

"I can be the Riza to your Roy," piped up Tucker.

"But, the boobs, Tucker," he gestured to his chest and moved his hands in a circular motion, "you don't have the boobs my man."

Tucker shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe not, but Riza has a gun and so do I." Finishing his sentence, Tucker whipped out a Fenton weapon and shot it a few times behind Danny's head, smirking when Danny jumps back in shock.

"Holy shit, Tucker." whispered Danny as he admired the bullet holes in the wall. "You are the Riza to my Roy. It's official. You start yesterday. Where the hell were you? "

"I'm glad you think so Danny. Now, sir, I order you to go to the movies with me."

Danny sighed. "Can't man, I got so much paperwork."

"Who's gonna know we went to the movies? Not the royal staff."

"Observants." challenged Danny.

"Observants aren't shit. They're just bothersome little shits who think they know everything."

Danny placed his hands on his hips. "Clockwork. Clockwork would know."

Tucker frowned, "Is this a Time Master thing? See this is why I kinda don't like Clockwork. It's the Time Master thing man."

"But Clocky lectured me about not taking a break, so that means…" Danny trailed off.

"We could go to the movies and no one would know. Except Clockwork." finished Tucker, grabbing Danny's hand he dragged him out the hellish office, ignoring the shocked looks of the royal staff.

Danny and Tucker just walked the movie theater, each boy holding a bag of popcorn in each hand.

"Dude," began Danny, "Finding Dory was so pure and awesome and I must protect everyone."

"Dory fin-"

"Tucker!" whispered Danny harshly, swatting him on the shoulder. "There are people here that haven't seen it!"

"Right. Sorry. So The Secret Life of Pets plays at four-thirty, wanna watch?"

Danny's face suddenly beamed in excitement, his blue eyes growing wide. "Hell yes!"

Welp, there you go, Woona. Have a Danny and Tucker bromance, enjoy these little shits and the FMA references. I also watched Finding Dory at home and it was pure and precious and I must protect everyone. Danny does not appreciate you spoiling movies for other people, Tucker. Stop that Tucker, not cool man.

So in other news, I might change the title of this thing, still the same content, just...new title. But whatever.

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*mic drop* polyrhyme out.