Author's Note: So, there is a small creative flame left during this case of writer's block after all! Good! Anyways, just a small idea I suddenly had. Hopefully, this might help me return to my other projects…
This is my first Danny Phantom fanfic. Also, yes, I like both Danny/Sam and Danny/Ember, but this story is strictly D/E. I dunno what it is, but there's a certain vibe about that pairing. It reminds me of another, more-famous pairing involving a superhero and a villainess…
Disclaimer: This is a disclaimer. It says I don't own this show, nor do I own any piece of media mentioned here. Now comes the story.
Comical Relations
It was strange. Danny had read plenty of comic books before and even had to concur that some certain aspects of his superhero career could make him fit for his own series, but sometimes, he could only wonder about the small things.
Part of one such 'small thing' was the ghostly crime scene below his position.
It was supposed to be a lazy Tuesday evening in Amity Park, but the peace was broken by none other than Technus. The dubious "mechromancer", as Team Phantom had taken to dubbing his ghoulish occupation after playing through Borderlands 2, had attacked a music store after hearing of a large shipment of newly-released instruments of the high-tech variety.
It was to be chronicled in the Phantom Database's file on memorable incidents (mainly kept for laughs, unless something serious happened) that Technus had wanted the shipment so that his own self-made theme music would play wherever he went… By far, his worst scheme since his attempt to weaponize Dubstep in another quest for relevance.
But the Godfried-voiced ghoul's motive wasn't on Danny's mind at the moment. No, it was the fact that he had arrived at the crime scene…with the undead criminal in question already knocked out on the ground, chunks of debris and burn marks everywhere, and a few citizens milling about as if the fight had ended a short while ago. He lowered himself to the ground to deal with Technus.
Granted, the black-n-white hero would normally attribute such incidents to the Red Huntress. But being a superhero for a few years taught him to be very observant of things. For instance, Valerie wouldn't leave such a mess behind, nor was she messy in combat, despite her firepower appearing to be otherwise. Secondly, she wouldn't just leave a ghost behind to possibly recover and escape.
Thirdly, and most importantly, was the occasional little embers of fire that flickered near some of the burn marks. Blue fire… He smirked as he uncapped his Fenton Thermos to formally 'arrest' Technus. She was on the prowl again…
Thinking of the situation while securing the Thermos to his back, he was reminded of a specific comic series. One a lot of people knew well, or at least heard of… Hearing sirens in the distance, he took to the air. Better let the emergency crews handle their own business without some ghost getting in the way. Funny, leaving the wrapped-up crime scene before police arrived also seemed like such a familiar scenario.
As he flew over the actual park that the town was named after, he couldn't help but feel… anxious? Worried? Curious? After all, when one deals with a loose cannon like her, expect the unexpected. Had he heard that phrase somewhere before?
Thankfully, the flight home was uninterrupted, which was another stroke of good fortune. Phasing his way to the basement, he floated over to the Ghost Portal and injected the Thermos in its usual slot. 'Another one sent back to the Asylum' he thought dryly. 'Heh… That's an odd way of thinking of the Ghost Zone.'
"Like your 'gift', Baby-Pop?" chimed a mischievous voice from behind him. Again… She snuck up on him again. Weird, since the voice's owner loved being loud. Perhaps she liked trying to startle him…
"Ha. That's hardly a gift, flame. Had to return it. Besides, it left quite a wreck for the cops." Danny replied, his eyes lightening up (more than usual) with amusement as he turned toward his company.
"Who the hell said Technus was a gift, Dipstick? Well, other than he himself anyway, the self-promoting asshat…" said Ember, grinning, her fiery hair flickering in its own particular pleasure. Her guitar was slung over her back like a battle axe, standing out in comparison to her body and skin-tight black shorts, tank top, and boots. "I meant the fact that you didn't have to do any work tonight."
"Well, that's a plus, I'll give you that. However… Ya still can't call it a gift." the halfa said, crossing his arms, looking serious. Ember raised an eyebrow.
"Why not?"
"Explain those two amps behind you? I know those aren't any of your personal equipment. Not to mention, they look pretty fancy…" he said, accusatory at first, but lightening up at the end, drawing out 'pretty fancy' in a mocking, sing-song voice. His smirk could not be any more cheeky.
"Aw, c'mon, hero boy. I just consider this my payment-in-advance for my 'protection services'." Now he knew he heard that sort of reasoning before.
"Sigh… Well, I guess I could let you get away with this. I'd say you've earned something for not trying to take over the world."
"Dipstick, I already got my reward for quitting the crime stuff." she simply replied in a mock-annoyed tone, winking at him. Danny blushed a little.
"Uhh… Well then… Gift exchange?"
"Sure, Baby-Pop. Besides, isn't it time for an anniversary anyway?" she said, chuckling at him.
"Ember, it's been only… hmm… 5 months!"
"You forgot…" she said, turning her back on him, her head held up high with a light 'hmph!'.
"Ember!" he groaned, throwing his hands up in exasperation. The rock star burst out laughing. She could never resist teasing the poor boy… no, young man. Danny took her in his arms, turned her around, and glared at her. But his eyes told her a different story.
"Don't make me return those amps, babe." he said, before planting his lips on hers. Her blue hair flared up in excitement, like always. Danny mentally had to laugh at the situation. He, the hero, role model, and town protector, letting his morally-questionable girlfriend get away with stolen merchandise after she saved the city from evil…
That cinched it…
He knew how it feels to be Batman with Catwoman around. Only without the brooding, of course.
Author's Note: And there it is. I typed this up in one sitting with nothing but the basic fic idea and sheer nerve. And all I did for editing was spell-check, cause I like what I got down. So, I hope this goes well.
First off, like a lot of people, I love the idea of Batman/Catwoman. If only Bats would just get the hint already… I mean, for instance, he worried about Arkham inmates targeting her to get to him? She can fight for herself! Problem pretty much solved! (except for ambush attacks, of course…) Then, there's his extreme sense of duty… and the brooding. Lol.
Anyways, I had this thought of a quick fic that somehow compares Danny/Ember with Bat/Cat, since both pairing ideas are kinda the same concept: "Good Guy meets Bad Girl, Good Guy defeats Bad Girl a few times, Bad Girl decides to walk the line between good and evil and sometimes flirts with Good Guy, Good Guy is possibly interested". (That's a lot for a 'quick' description… Lol.) Therefore, why not give Danny and Ember a "Bat/Cat moment"!
Please review and let me know what you think! Hope you enjoyed it.