DannyMay 2019. Day Twelve

"History"

Team Phantom stumbled out of the portal the Infi-Map had showed them the second it appeared… right in front of them and with no way of avoiding it.

"Oh, crude." Danny complained while standing up from his prone position lying on the ground, shrugging off his friends as he did so, much to their chagrin. "Where are we now?" He asked.

"I think you mean 'when are we?'!" Tucker said, standing up as well and helping Sam to her feet as she dusted off her stained knees.

She looked around, taking in the deserted landscape they had landed in this time. She sighed. "Let's just get moving, see what we find…"

"Yeah, sure."

They began walking, with Danny going human again, their previous experiences with time-travel warning them against people seeing the floating, glowing boy, but without Danny's cold ghostly aura, the walked trek under the most-likely-summer sun promptly became annoying, and they began groaning their frustration aloud.

"Man, would it kill the universe not to be so hard on us and, like, at least give us a source of water?" Tucker complained.

Danny cupped his hands near his mouth and used his ghostly breath to make a chunk of ice and held it out to his friends.

Sam and Tucker stared at the ice, then exchanged glances, with Tucker tilting his head slightly towards Danny and Sam pursing her lips before saving him from the gutter.

"I think we'll pass." She said, and Tucker nodded along with an apologetic face.

Danny, who knew their body language as well as they knew his, was not impressed, and started chewing his ice with a glare.

The universe seemed to want to compensate them for the lack of a source of water that wasn't Danny's mouth, though, because in the distance they began to hear the sound of hooves-beats approaching them, and soon enough a black man mounted in a horse, dressed as a cowboy- likely a cowboy, and with a sheriff star pinned to his chest over his heart approached them, looking them over with pursed lips, most likely judging their clothes.

"Daisy day, y'all. Care ta share what you doin' all thuh way out here?"

"Oh, uhm, we are kinda lost, sir." Danny said, rubbing the back of his neck with a hand and drying the other from sweat on his trousers' leg. "'don't really know where we are." He added with an awkward smile.

"Well, young man, the-yn let me escort thuh three o ya ta thuh nearest burg." He cast a wary glance around and then spit on the ground. "Thayse pahrts ahr not as safe as thay usta be."

The teens looked at each other and shrugged, accepting the cowboy's offer.

"Thank you, mister…" Sam began, letting the question hang in the air.

"Bass Reeves, missy; and who may y'all be?"

Tucker and Danny looked at each other with matching frowns, both feeling familiarity with the name and trying to see if the other would know why, joined to the hip as they often were.

"I'm Sam, my friends are Danny and Tucker." Sam was saying.

The boys shrugged. If it was really important, they would figure it out.

CHAPTER PUBLISHED 19/12/202

Bet y'all didn't expect to hear back from this, huh?

So. Unemployment-caused depression. It hits a bit hard when you need to run away from your toxic home enviroment and have to pay a rent in the middle of a pandemic. My only current coping and relaxing method is writing, but working on my original stories is stressing and gives me anxiety, and since I never got around to finish DannyMay 2019...

not that I finished it now, mind you, but at least I got some chapters out while going to job interviews until I got stuck again.

I will not be posting these on tumblr because I would feel really silly posting a year later, y'know? So consider these few chapters a ffn/ao3 exclusive, yeeeeeaaaaah!

(btw, I have an Ao3 under the same user-name, in case you want to go to the better tagging system that does show which crossovers I made)

(like, I would still like it if you followed me here, but, just so you know, you can do it there too)

And about this chapter: Ooohhh, boy, when Danny and Tucker remember who Bass Reeves was! Fanboy Mode Overload(tm)

ALSO, I got Bass Reeves' cowboy-speak from a website (lingojam com (slash) CowboyTalkTranslator, you know what to do), since english is not my first language and I wouldn't know how they talked. I would sorta know cowboy-speak in spanish, which for my is just northern accent since I'm a mexican southern :p