A/N: These events of Twin Danger takes place in Season 2 of Henry Danger where Henry is 14 and Piper is 10. Even though the episode of The Thundermans was released before HD, I was trying to make some sense to it. Basically like an AU. Just letting you know! And some of you guys already know this but Jace Norman guest starred on an episode of the Thundermans as Flunky and a rerun aired a few days ago and that's how the idea popped in my head. I know that sounded cheesy. But anyways, enjoy the story.

It was after school. The election was earlier today. Max ended up winning while Phoebe stepped down because of her guilt and he detailed that the day got 'even better' when Principal Bradford was sprayed away by the smoothie machine (the stunt that was initially for Phoebe). And now it was time to relax. Especially for Max. He and his assistant Flunky was in his bedroom/lair, sipping on soda in cups with straws. Max was still in a wheelchair and bandages so he had the blonde boy pick up his cup and put it against his lips whenever he needed a sip. Still, this job felt good to him.

"Soda!" Max said. Flunky knew the call. He picked up the aspiring villian's drink and fed it to him, sipping on the straw. His lips let go of the straw while he let out a refreshing 'aah.'

"Thanks". Max said, when Flunky put it down.

"Sir, I would like to say congratulations. You're going to make a really good president." Flunky commented.

"Thanks, Flunk. It's all good to hear that coming for you. You're the best assistant I've ever had." Max smiled.

"Thank you." Flunky said, with a guilty looking forming on his face when he turned his head away, not wanting Max to notice it.

"We have lots of work to do. But starting when I'm out of these stupid body bandages and this wheelchair." Max glances at his bandaged body, giving an miserable look at them.

"Yeah... about that..." The kid assistant turned his head back to Max, still looking guilty.

"Why do you look like that? Did you eat Phoebe's pizza again? I told her to throw it out!" Max said, annoyed.

"No, it's not that. Today's my last day." Flunky said and there was silence for a little bit between them.

"Oh. But you've been my assistant for, like, a week. What's the reason?"

"I think it's time for me to move to other opportunities." Flunky said, putting his drink down. Max seemed disappointed, but sort of sad.

"What kind?" Max asked.

Flunky tries to find a way to answer the question saying: "Uh..."

"Never mind, you don't have to tell me." The youngest Thunderman twin told him, dismissing the question. "Well, I will miss you. You were actually the best assistant I've ever had. And maybe my only one..." Max said while Flunky laughed a little, and stood up from his seat.

"Do you mind if I hug you sir?"

"Yes, but please be careful! I'm still healing." Max said, while Flunky reached and gave him a hug while trying not to cause pain. He pulled away and walked away to the door, giving him a goodbye salute.

"Bye, boss. Maybe one day we'll see each other again." Flunky said, hoping what he said is true.

"Yeah, one day..." Max said, as Flunky left to the door, leaving Max alone. He sat in the lair alone, needing someone to take Flunky's place for the temporary 'sip taker' role. So then, he began to open his mouth and yelled:

"PHOEBE!!!"

Upstairs, in the main living room, he grabbed his backpack that laid on the couch, while Phoebe leaves the room for Max's calling. She noticed the boy and stops in her tracks, who was supposed to be downstairs helping her injured twin.

"Aren't you supposed to be down there with Max?" She called out to Flunky who was about to leave.

"Yeah, but not anymore. I'm not his assistant anymore. I quit." Flunky put his backpack on his back.

"Why? I mean, it's obvious... my brother can be... so dumb sometimes."

"No! He's a great guy. It was my choice. I had an opportunity that shouldn't be missed. And now I'm going to pursue it."

"That sounds incredible, Flunky. I wish you the best of luck."

"Thanks, Phoebe. By the way, you're still pretty. Well... bye." He waved, leaving Phoebe there. And that was the last word he said before leaving to the door. Before making any steps further, he had some thoughts rushing to his mind.

His name wasn't actually Flunky. It's just a nickname everyone called him and knew him by. His real name was actually Adam. No one didn't know it. He somehow managed to keep it a secret. Well, actually, he wanted to have a nickname that sounded so dang cool that people would actually forget his birth name.

Today was actually his last day. He was going to leave Hiddenville to another town. He was going to start fresh where he can make new friends, find a job, and find his long lost family. All this time, he had lived in a family where when you're the youngest, you're never really thought about. That wasn't his family. Plus, that wasn't his biological family. His real family was out there somewhere in the world, possibly not dead. He had clues of them; only knowing that the family lives in Swellview and their last names were Hart. Hm. Flunky Hart. That has a nice sound to it.

He didn't bother to bring nothing else. The only things he needed were inside his bag. Flunky had already wrote a goodbye message to his so called family that he lived with over the years. It was there, the envelope laying down on the bed he slept on. He took a few steps forward, just to look around in a (360 view) a part of Hiddenville before leaving the town.

Later, he found himself to the train station. He found atrain that was headed to Swellview. He had to wait but it was worth it. A few minutes passed by, and the train finally came. He got on board and sat down on whatever open window seat he can find. He laid his backpack beside him, thinking about a lot of things.

I hope I'll have a good life there. I'll be known a normal boy, not someone's former assistant. I hope it won't be hard to me to find my family, I've been wanting to know them for so long and I wanted to know how they're like. I think they're pretty cool. Eh, who even knows?

Flunky felt the train leaving. It was time.