Danny was sitting at the table in the kitchen working on homework when he heard the door handle jiggle in the living room.

"Hello!" Dash shouted. "Danny! I have something for you!"

"What is it?" Danny asked, writing down an x=-3 while he stuck out his tongue in concentration.

The sound of shoes plopping on the ground could be heard as Dash spoke from the other room. "Flowers! I, uh, I have no idea if you like flowers or not. But I found these really obscure sounding ones that I thought fit your whole 'death' aesthetic."

Danny chuckled. "What are they?"

Dash walked in the room holding a big bouquet of red flowers. The color drained from Danny's face.

"Blood blossoms!" Dash said happily.

Dash walked over to where Danny was sitting to hand him the flowers, but Danny scrambled out of seat to the other side of the table.

"Danny?"

"Dash, I, fuck," Danny groaned, clutching his stomach. "I know you didn't know this otherwise you wouldn't've gotten them. But blood blossoms were ghost deterrent number one back in the day."

Dash stared at the flowers for a moment before his eyes widened in realization.

"Oh my god."

He stuck them out at arms length away from him which in turn brought them closer to Danny.

"Dash!" He yelled, coughing.

"Fuck! Sorry!" Dash pulled them to his chest instead and looked around the room. "What do I do with them?!"

"Well, don't burn them." Danny said as Dash eyed the oven. "I have no idea what that would do to me."

"What do I do with them then?!"

"You could eat them. They're edible. According to my ancestors they're a great treat." Danny looked up at Dash who was staring at him.

"I'm not eating flowers!" Dash exclaimed. "Flowers taste gross!"

"Then go give them to your mom or something! I don't know!"

Dash groaned. "I'd have to walk all the way back home then." His eyes widened and he stood straight up. "Wait, I know!"

Dash ran from the room and Danny took in a deep breath that was free of the fumes from the flowers. A few seconds later he could hear the toilet flushing and Dash walked back into the kitchen dusting his hands off.

"Did you flush that whole thing down the toilet?"

"Ye-p." Dash said, a look of heroism on his face.

"Without clogging the toilet?" Danny asked.

"Uh.. I think so?"

Danny chuckled, shaking his head. He walked over to Dash and kissed him on the cheek.

"I know it didn't go how you planned, but I appreciate the sentiment."

Dash smiled at him and wrapped his arms around Danny.

"Who knew the almighty Phantom could be defeated with just a flower?" Dash smirked.

Danny glared up at Dash before floating up off his feet, bringing Dash with him.

"Danny, no! Put me down!"

"What's that? I'm sorry, I can't hear you over that flower nearly killing me."

"Danny!"

He dropped Dash then, flying into the living room and plopping on the couch. Dash ran after him and they started wrestling. Eventually they got tired and lay down together. Soon they were asleep.