Crazy trouble with love part 8

Female Dash and Danny

Series: Danny Phantom

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Paulina strutted down the hall towards her locker with her books held close and her usual smile ready to make any mere geek swoon at her feet. All she saw, she ruled, and they knew it. While losers like Fenton and that Sam would pretend otherwise, Paulina was the most beautiful and powerful girl in the school.

She brushed her hair behind her ear when she walked by a few of the hopeless math nerds and was rewarded when they gave dopey, blushing smiles before falling back as she inwardly laugh. 'You can stare all you want, but you won't be getting any of this.' A shiver went down her spine, both at the sight of peasants falling at her charms and the thought of her ghostly rightful boyfriend. She was reserved, despite what SOME people might think.

After a few more minutes and some turns, she reached her destination and found one such slow-learner waiting. She gave a frown and walked over to her locker to turn the combination without turning to him. "What is it Dash?"

"Paulina, babe. You're looking real good today" As if she EVER looked anything less "I was thinking that I'd hit nasty burger after school today and wouldn't you know it, there's room for an extra lucky lady." he gave his best 'charming' smile making her roll her eyes as she opened her locker door.

"And wouldn't you know it, I don't have time for that tonight." She threw her books into the locker and made a show of taking her time to find the others, holding the door between herself and the annoyance. When he tried to round the door, she tilted it between them again. Why couldn't he just enjoy the view of her bending over like everyone else? She worked hard on that view.

"Aw come on." he groaned. "What could be so important you can't come on by?"

"I'm sure I'll find something." she muttered to herself while looking at the pictures of her Phantom taped to her locker with a happy sigh.

"What was that babe?"

"I said I'm sure I'll find something." she said, slamming the locker and wheeling to face him. Sadly, he hadn't moved, though his eyes began to drift. Of course NOW he looked. "Look, why don't you go ask Kwan or someone else?"

"Come on Paulina, you know there's only one girl I want with me." Dash said, folding his arms, as if she cared.

"An I've made it perfectly clear Dash, that there is only ONE man for me. You are not him."

There was a pained groan from across the hall and her eyes snapped to the source. Great, now she had Fenton and his dorks as an audience. This was all Dash's fault. Her glare returned to him full force.

"Aw come on, I'm way more manly than he is."

"So you DO know? Apparently you've lost sense of where YOU stand in comparison." she smirked. Dash frowned and crossed his arms.

"That guy might be a ghost and a big hero, but where is he now huh? If he was really your one guy, then you're probably his third or fourth girl. He's probably got tons of girls flocking to him."

There was another groan from across the hall, Fenton must have been having an off stomach day. Manson apparently thought her pain was funny from the way she was chuckling into her hand. Worst of all Fenton seemed to be reluctantly NODDING. He was going to REALLY suffer later, but back to the subject...

"He WILL be mine dash, it's destiny. The two most attractive and influential people in amity park BELONG together, and I wouldn't settle for anything less anyway." she huffed while tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got english."

"What does he have that I don't? I mean really?" Dash ignored the level stares from anyone who had ever seen the phantom so much as walk through a wall. "I bet he isn't even really that good-looking, he just…. I dunno, puts on a ton of makeup before going out. Face it Paulina," He flexed his arms. "I've got everything you really want."

She raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Oh yeah? Well do you have snow white hair or the power to fly?" She laughed at the sight of dear Dash trying to think of a response. "You wish you could have what I want." She turned and strutted triumphantly to her next kingdom. Some people just couldn't take a hint. Now where was she? Ah yes, how to make her phantom see his feelings for her.

While that conversation went on, no one heard the silent chuckle of an unseen women or the faint smoke trail that went up through the ceiling.

"But..I...that's cheating!" Dash let out as she rounded the corner making him growl before turning to Danny and his friends. "What are you losers looking at?" Sam was leaning against the wall to support her laughter, Tucker was leaning on Danny, and Danny had gone a mix of pale and green.

"N-N-Nothing, just watching you crash and burn ahahaha!" Tucker let out holding his stomach. Sam joined him, redoubling her laughter while Danny continued staring silently at unseen incoming horrors.

Dash started to turn red before stamping over to them before grabbing Tucker by his shirt, picked him up, and slammed him against the lockers. "Shut your yap or I'll shut it for you!"

Sadly, Tucker just kept laughing. As Dash looked around, he saw more and more witnesses joining in. This was bad, and it was time to get out.

"Hey Dash, want me to let everyone know why Tucker's busting a gut?" Sam raised an eyebrow with a smirk. "Or do you wanna let him down and take your frustrations out on a football?"

Dash growled, lowering Tucker slowly. Odds were, everyone here had seen everything, but he couldn't risk it getting worse. "Lucky you, that's where I was going anyway." he said, glowering at them all and very carefully staring nobody in the eye. He turned and marched off while Danny himself turned to his friends.

"Guys, we might have a problem."

"Your soon-to-be-girlfriend?" snickered Tucker. Sam was still laughing, but seemed to reign it in a n little and focus on him, nudging Tucker to pay attention.

"I'm talking about how someone else might have been listening."

That….mostly caught their Attention. Sam was suddenly serious while Tucker…. Would need a little more time.

"You mean a ghost?" whispered Sam…. But not very softly. This was amity park, ghosts had long since ceased to be a secret.

"Yeah, and I've got a funny idea on which one."

Dash started the tap and caught the water. A cool splash in the face later, he was staring his reflection in the scowling eyes. "I can't believe I got laughed at my those losers! This is all because of Paulina, her and her precious 'ghost boy'."

Dash trembled with fury, failing to notice the vapor falling from the air conditioner….

"Why can't she just open her eyes and see that I'm the whole package? That phantom jerk is-"

"Pretty dreamy, I'll admit, not that I'd ever tell him." came a woman's voice from behind him making him jump and whirl around before seeing the vapor slowly coming together to form a familiar genie ghost, Instantly recognisable to anyone with a y chromosome.

Dash blinked in surprise at seeing one of the local supervillains standing before him… and slicked back his hair. "Well hello there." he gave off the same 'charming' smile as before making her roll her eye.

"Oh save your breath casanova, I've already had that happen to me long before your great grandparents were together, and more times than I'm sure you've shared with yourself."

"That's okay, you don't look that old." Dash said in what he probably thought was a sauve tone.

Desiree's sole visible eye gave a stare level enough for both. "Look here mortal, I'm here on business. Someone's made a wish on you, and I'm not sure if that counts."

"Oh yeah? Was it some lonely chick wanting all this?"

"As far from it as conceivably possible." Desiree said, peering closer and beginning to circle him. Dash flexed for her, but she ignored it.

"Well, if you want, we can ditch the wish and make some of our own." Dash purred.

Desiree, for the first time in centuries, felt sick. 'Oh this male is just begging for what he has coming to him.' she shook her head. "Look, just hold still while I slip into something a bit more… interesting." she snapped her fingers before her body was covered in a pink cloud which slowly dispersed to reveal an overstretched Casper High cheerleader's outfit. Dash's eyes nearly fell out of his head.

"Hmmmmm, Paulina's design. She's been trying to make it official for months now… but the school doesn't like how low it sits on a normal girl" She hefted what would probably be an enticingly low cleavage on said NORMAL girl, and very nearly bounced free. Her inviting ruby gaze slid up to the audience in the room. "I take it you like?"

Dash answered in drool.

The arabic dream seemed to start floating as she gazed into space….. Her hand trailing a pattern he didn't recognise between her…. Okay maybe he could have been paying closer attention.

"She has such hopes for it too" she rolled through the air with the ease of pillow talk and set her head into her hands to gaze longingly into the mirror, leaning on the counter. "Think's it'll catch HIS eye, and then…." A sharp cackle. "Oh, that's a good one. you have to admire a trap like that."

The colors of casper high seemed to melt like running paint, revealing a black-and-white colour scheme with, he saw in the mirror, a familiar D/P emblem stretched out on the front.

Dash grit his teeth and looked back at the ghost's face. HER TOO? If he looked carefully he could almost see an outline of someone walking up and hugging her from behind...

"He might be a pain from time to time, but even I have to admit he has potential. And when he becomes an adult" she whistled softly, and it rubbed Dash worse than if she'd put the effort in. "What a catch he'll be then"

Dash very deliberately stared at her, not the mirror, and ignored the movement from the corner of his eye…. The voice that apparently didn't come from her… the BLUSH on her cheeks….

"Oh come on! That asshole isn't all that great! All he does is look like one of those goth rejects while looking as skinny as a twig! I could kick his ass all day long without breaking a sweat!"

Desiree, keeping her comments on phantom's a_ and the rear surrounding it to herself, seem to slowly freeze before turning to stare at Dash with glacial menace and a do-continue smile.

This wasn't the first time a ghost had been so focussed on Dash, and even he wasn't dumb enough to ignore what usually happened after. To his horror, however, he found himself still talking

"I mean all those people who think he's so great must be braindead! If I had powers I could do what he does twice as better, but I guess they all like the white and black emo looking douchebags flying around instead of a real man. No taste, I tell you, just a bunch of sheep going gaga over the pretty boy of the-"

Dash found his voice mercifully faded away to nothing, but the damage was done. The genie's smile had grown to a smirk before his eyes, painfully slowly.

A flicker of movement in the corner of his eye drew his attention to the mirror, where desiree had draw herself to her full height and was gritting her teeth as sharpened fangs. Her hair whipped about as a storm and her eyes flashed like thunder. He whimpered as his eyes slid back to the real thing….. And she hadn't moved an inch from her smirk.

"Oh? Sounds to me like someone can't...measure up."

"Well then," said the genie. Her eyes narrowed and her smirk grew, she was practically licking her lips in anticipation. She snapped her fingers again before her body was covered in a cloud again. Dash could barely blink before the vapors rushed forwards and swallowed him whole. "Let's see how it fits on YOU."

Sure enough, when his vision cleared Dash looked down to see himself wearing the short-shirt and skirt, hanging loosely off his frame where Desiree had, well, 'spaced out' the front.

"Hey! What's the big idea!" he screamed out embarrassed looking at the uniform with the genie smirking.

"What's the matter? Not wearing it as well as you thought?" She purred, suddenly behind his ear… "Not filling out the skirt?"

He felt her hands slip down his sides and cup his buttocks. It felt… weird, in a way he couldn't describe. His skin felt hot, and began to prickle at her touch, and his muscles began to tighten in an unfamiliar way…

"Not sitting at the waist right?"

Her hands trailed up his hips and began to softly stroke his sides…. Again, her touch excited his skin, and he felt his muscles jump at the attention…. But also soften… and suddenly he felt unbalanced.

"Shoulders sitting too high?"

The genie's sensuous grip quickly caught him as he topple and guided him round to face the mirror. Dash's gaze immediately went to the hot green babe wearing his jersey, which would normally be a major victory in his book…. But something was VERY wrong here. A familiar heat and sensual stroking at his shoulders caused his gaze to drop to his own reflection, where he could see Desiree smoothing down the folds at his shoulders….

Wait, it almost looked like..

"Mmmm.." behind him, a pair of red eyes gleamed. Dash feel the grip on one of his shoulders tightened, and a hand creep gently to his back. "Maybe it's your POSTURE."

The hand on hand back dug in with sudden force. Dash cried out as he felt his spine arch back and give way, shifting beneath his skin an her touch.

That…. Wasn't pain….

"H-Hey!" He felt the hand trail down his back and yelped as it slid between his legs, gently cupping and beginning to stroke. The ghost of temptations leaned into Dash's ear and began to whisper.

"Seems to me like you just need another minute to unwind."

More stroking, the heat was building, and it was getting harder to concentrate.

"Think about things…"

Whole body hot…. Tensions leaving….. Everywhere….

"Think about….. Danny"

Arms felt weak…. Legs felt… weak…. Getting….

...should be getting hard, but only feeling heat…

"Danny…. Danny."

Dash felt himself fade into the strange heat…. And opened her eyes.

"And wallah."

Dash blinked, and suddenly shot to her feet in shock at the girl in the mirror. She was staring at a woman with mid long blond hair and wide, blue eyes. A gentle pressure at the bottom of her…. Dash's gaze drifted down to see a noticeable sized chest behind the top of the cheerleading outfit, laying playfully against the counter, and a pair of wide hips visible behind them, straining against the skirt. She suddenly became aware of the feeling of a breeze against her legs…..

But her gaze was stuck on the chest, hypnotised. A pair of green hands crept around the sides, finger poised JUST above a pair of visible outlets.

"This IS fine work isn't it?... although…." Dash blinked and found herself chest to chest with the emerald menace, who was gazing critically down at their meeting valleys. "... They're nearly as big as mine…..and I'm not sure how I feel about that."

"H-H-HEY!" Dash managed to say; eyes wide and feeling like she heard glass break. "What did you do to me?!"

Desiree's eyes flickered up to meet her own. "A favor, for that Pauline girl. This is my good deed for the year, any thoughts?" she smirked.

"I THINK IT'S A SICK JOKE YOU GREEN BITCH!"

The genie's eyes narrowed. "You're right, not big enough"

Dash suddenly found herself forced on the ghost for support for a sudden rush of weight to her chest. As she stopped to adjust her balance, her concentration was suddenly torn once again from the feeling of fabric creeping across her backside as her panties shrank down to a thong due to the sudden rush of flesh. With a flash of vapor, Desiree was suddenly gone, and Dash found herself tumbling to the bathroom floor.

The impact was cushioned, but that didn't make her feel any better. She looked behind her and gawked seeing her ass was now bigger and felt like two large pillows before turning back to her chest with horror.

"This MAY make it harder to win his attention later…." She rolled over in her shock to look for the musing voice, but saw nothing there….. "But it will certainly help me get it NOW. And grant a few wishes while I'm at it. You should hear some of the things people wish about YOU." Dash's eyes scanned frantically for her tormentor, the voice was beginning to sound hungry. "And I can't WAIT to hear what they'll wish about you NOW."

Dash froze in place as she felt an unseen hand gently cup her chin.

"But don't worry, this is about what Paulina wanted, remember? The masses can't touch you." A shiver ran up her spine as she felt a sharp sting from a slap to her rear. "All this is RESERVED."

The door to the bathroom gave a soft click as it swung open.

Dash scrambled to her feet, slipping on the tiles in her hurry to rise. With no-one at the door there was no-one in her way as she made record speed out into the halls, blindly charging for somewhere, ANYWHERE she could hide.

'Gotta hide gotta hide gotta hide!' she thought while trying to keep her eyes peeled for anyone. A sudden blur of movement to the sides of the hall passed her by and she thought she heard one of the nerds give a whistle, but as she turned to look she felt herself run into something at full force.

Stunned, she felt a warm body between herself and the floor…. And MOVEMENT down…. Her mind refused to finish the thought and shifted gears to anger in self-defence. She raised herself on her arms and glared at the unlucky pedestrian.

"Watch we're you're-" was all she managed before her tongue froze in mortification (not that she'd ever known the word). It was Fenton, blushing red as her new uniform and staring like a deer caught in her headlights. Even with her back arched she'd STILL not lifted her cleavage off of him, all she'd done was open her valley wide for his gaze. "Fenton I-"... ste stumbled, then clamped her mouth shut and pushed off of him with as much force as she could muster, unfortunately pressing the even closer for a brief moment. Even as she sped out the front door and left the school behind, she could stills feel the impression of his flesh on her skin.

She needed to fix this NOW.

Dash rushed down the street without stopping once to see where she was going. All that mattered was that she put as much distance between herself and the school. Throwing everything she had into her momentum, Dash could almost swear she was faster, as if something was pulling her forward….. She glanced down at her breasts which seemed to bounce with each stride and faltered. With her new momentum and the extra weight, Dash quickly lost balanced and stumbled headlong into a garbage can.

She groaned and rubbed her head and heard an amused laugh through the ringing of her ears. Desiree was back. The sultry sadist appeared above her, rolling in the air and lazily drifting out of the punches Dash swung at her.

"Ohhhhh dear. Playing in the filth? You'll ruin your uniform after I worked so hard on it." Desiree pouted. "Don't worry, I'll drop another of at your house before you leave tomorrow." A thrown boot passed through her head, she didn't seem to care. "Why so angry? You'll be thanking me soon enough."

"Screw a new uniform you bitch! Look at me! I was being gawked at by a bunch of nerds! I had to get out of there fast!" She shivered. "They had their creepy nerd eyes all over me because of….. These." She hissed, gesturing.

"Believe me, they were watching you bounce back here too. But it isn't all bad." Desiree said, a curiously soft look on her face for someone who'd just flared their ghostly fire-hands. She spread her fingers and arms in a caster's pose, bearing an excited, almost giddy grin….

"Desiree!" came the most recognisable voice in amity park

"Guess that's my cue to leave! Try and savor this, you only get to meet him once. See you at school." The green menace dissolved into smoke on the wind, and a tall dark and glowing silhouette of a man burst through to land in front of Dash.

She tried to screech a threat, tell him to look away, but she made eye contact and immediately her tongue felt heavy, her cheeks flushed and her body heated….. OH….

"Desiree!" he yelled looking around with a frown. "Where'd she go?" His gaze fell on her victim, a blond girl in a familiar looking uniform, the mysterious girl from the hallway. He'd followed her on a hunch, She'd seemed so panicked that ghosts where probably involved, and had gotten lucky…

Not that lucky… okay MAYBE her being the curviest girl he'd ever seen had affected his decision a little, but he'd managed to keep himself from gawking at her rear and had managed to really force himself not to peak at her chest. This was a person, and a victim of a haunting, not some centerfold, no matter what his hormones said.

"Um….. are you alright ma'am?... Did you …..see where a green ghost went to?"

She shivered in place, staring him in the eye. It was getting a little creepy actually….. He HOPE she wasn't another fangirl, he'd seen that look before in girls like Paulina, right between when they started drawing up marriage plans and the best angle to pounce, but this time it seemed different somehow….. kind of endearing, huggable even….

The rippling probably helped.

Still not a centrefold, despite the resemblance

"You didn't say anything to her did you? If you did, I REALLY need to know what it was…" he spoke to her with the girl gulping and looked like she was about to say something.

"Wow you're hot." she got mumbled. Sigh…. Better let her get it out.

WHAT? What did she just say? Dash clamped her mouth shut as tight as it would go, any feelings of gratitude forgotten in her shock.

"Uh, well thanks, but you didn't answer my question." Her eyes locked onto his face and she began to see red. "Take your time." the condescending _ said gently.

Dash opened her mouth to give him a piece of her mind.

And it hung there, the red immediately faded to soft pink.

"Uh…."

Danny smiled warmly at her and her mind froze. Something seemed to occur to him though, and panic began to show at the edges of his expression.

"You...didn't wish for something brain related did you?... Okay, no need to answer, just nod your head or shake it. Do you understand?"

Dash found herself nodding, and felt a comforting pressure around her hands through the daze… oh, he was holding them…

That was nice.

"Did you make a wish?"

She shook her head slowly, keeping eye contact with the soft, welcoming green….. GREEN.

Her teeth clenched and her rage bubbled forth again. The phantom before her blinked and drew back, good. Nothing was stopping her anger this time…. That green &^%$# would pay!

"Woah! Woah! I can tell you're new in town! But you have to calm down, It's not going to do you any good to just run after her! Ghosts can be dangerous! And Desiree is one of the worst!"

Dash simmered, but she let his words wash over her… right….. Desiree was dangerous… no use just charging in, had to plan this out, make it hurt….

"I get that she scared you and I'm REALLY impressed by how much you're ready to stand up to her," he should be "but MAYBE leave it to me? I have experience in these things, and I can PROMISE I won't let her get away with… whatever she did."

Yeah… that made sense….. Let the phantom set her up and SHE'LL knock the green ^%$# down….. Alright! Teamwork!

"Do you know which direction she went at least?"

Dash stared at the last flecks of vapor and sadly shook her head.

"Guess I'll have to look all over." he muttered.

Dash felt a sudden jolt and drew back her hand to slug him, only to find a surprised looking ghost boy lifting her up. Thankfully he seemed too distracted by something to notice her fist.. So she pretended to roll her shoulder.

Seamless.

"I'll get you back home in case she tries to come back. You'll be safer there."

"Oh" Dash, blushing. "No… no need…."

"So you can talk?" Phantom said, giving her a gentle pat on the shoulder.

"C-Course I can…but ….. Really, I'm fine. There's no need to….."

A garbage can tripped over and Fash leaped a foot into the air, coming down in phantom's arms. Apparently ghosts blushed differently, when you were close enough to compare.

"Mmm….maybe you could walk me to my street."

"I figured maybe a little flying would be faster, hope you don't mind."

The view was…. Beyond description. The lights below, the clouds moving across the city, the icy gre...blue sky. And Yet, she'd never felt safer, more sure that nothing could get to her. Well, except the cold. Which was definitely why she was shivering.

"So, this is your stop?"

"Ye- ahem, yeah… you can let me down here and…. I'll see you…." Dash broke off, unsure what to say. Hopefully she'd see him soon so they could teach that ghost a lesson but for some reason the words were sticking in her throat. "...see you around."

He nodded at her reassuringly and she watched him fly off to parts unknown…. Her parents were surprised at first, but in amity park they'd quickly learned to accept the unexpected. Of course they did offer to take her to the hospital since having a daughter WAS a sudden change. Dash, however, had refused. The less people knew about this the better, and tomorrow Phantom would fix everything….

"Damn it!" groaned Danny as he made it back to his own room and changed back. "I've looked all over the town, and no Desiree. She must have gone off somewhere else."

Just out of sight, the genie in question was cackling to herself as she awaited what tomorrow would bring...

As Dash walked through the school doors, she lowered her gaze to avoid the turning heads. The last thing she wanted was to be the centre of attention when she had a genie to find. Pushing past Fenton and his gang Dash headed straight for the men's… on second thought, maybe she'd look around first…..

"That her?" whispered Tucker.

Danny nodded, giving her a calculating stare. "Yeah, but i'm surprised she's here. She seemed pretty shaken up yesterday…. And pretty dead set on catching Desiree…"

Sam paused, sizing up the stranger as she hovered outside the men's room…. "You don't think… she's here do you?"

They paused as they watched the girl slowly turn to the ladies room and walk inside. Sam frowned, had she really just leered before going in?

"I'll follow her, you two keep a look out for Desiree."

Danny nodded his thanks, and slipped off to go ghost for the inevitable confrontation. Tucker nodded, then mainly just looked nervous and tried to keep his head down.

Dash herself looked around the bathroom and so far didn't see anyone else in there. No girl's changing, no green ghosts. She scowled, total waste of a trip. She was about to turn and leave when she spotted that Manson chick coming in the door. Had she seen her? Dash backed away from the door, as casually as she could, not taking the risk.

As she passed one of the stalls, there was a flushing sound and her eyes darted to the door. Dash shrunk into herself as Paulina walked out and past her, stopping at the sink to wash her hands. To her horror, Paulina's eyes drifted in the mirror before snapping to her own.

"What are you looking at?" Paulina turned on her heel and delivered a well-rehearsed glare, face to face. "And who are you?"

"You already know me Paulina, it's Dash!"

Behind her, Manson's footsteps stopped… apparently she'd heard. Fantastic.

Paulina's eyes widened, then narrowed as she swept up and down the new Dash. "Oh really? YOU'RE supposed to be Dash? Right, and I'm that goth loser Sam." The preppy princess began to circle her prey. "Hmm….." she took it all in, the legs, the familiar dress, the figure that she knew somehow….

She couldn't put her finger on where she'd seen this girl before, but she fumed the more she saw…. This was a fantasy, this was HER fantasy. This was supposed to be HER….. but instead she was standing there with, huh, Dash's colors.

"So…. if you're Dash…. Then this… what is this?" The latina said, slowly, daring her to deliver a satisfying answer.

"That stupid genie bitch did this to me!"

Paulina looked her in the eye, slowly stepping forwards. That wasn't enough. "Why? You ask for a girl that could stand you?"

"No, because she said it was YOUR FAULT!" she snapped with Sam's eyes widening outside the door. "I lost my muscles, voice, and junk because of YOU! And now look at me!"

Paulina, as she always did when someone suggested she had a fault, scoffed. "And what, pray tell, did I wish for?"

Dash could see Manson in the mirror, approaching slowly with a thoughtful look like she was approaching a mad dog. Well, she DID feel some bite coming on

"I DON'T KNOW! Another punching bag? Another way to gawk at yourself? Someone dumber than you? What matters it that YOU did this and your green friend did you a favor so you can FIX IT! Or I'll tell everyone you're buddy buddy with a ghost and you can join Manson over there at the freak's table."

Paulina stopped circling, in just the right spot for two seperate sets of eyes to burn their displeasure at the idea into hers. "Oh, so you think we're friends? Please, sounds to me like you're just wanting to blame someone else over your makeover. You probably just wanted to be like me and are having second doubts."

"Be like…" Sam's eyes lit up, "Wait, didn't Dash say he was..."

Paulina froze, huh. That's where she'd seen this girl before, it was HER fantasy self. Everything she'd wanted…..

Dash paused, then grinned… "Oooh, that's it…. I was everything you wanted…. And you couldn't handle seeing me turn you away! So you called up your friend and had her…. Okay i don't know what you were planning but it's all clear now! YOU did this to me!"

Paulina and Sam shot a rare look of truce to each other. If Dash wanted to dig themselves into this hole they'd let her…. But still….

"So, Desiree is… here?" said Sam.

"I wouldn't be surprised if she was hiding and having a good laugh right now!"

"And…. all of this is her doing…. So why did she attack you?"

Dash fought down the sudden flush of heat to her cheeks. From the way those two harpies stared, she'd only been kind of successful.

"Paulina…. What exactly did you want in an ideal you? And does it have anything to do with…. Inviso Bill?"

Paulina's eyes widened before recalling her words from before. "Everything I could want…. Ooooh…" Paulina Saunteed up to dash and leaned in. "You've got the looks, you've got the moves, but you don't talk right…. Unless, of course, you have his ATTENTION."

Dash fought furiously to deny it, realising what she was saying. But the words caught in her throat, and she giggled. GIGGLED. Sure, he was handsome, but they were only working together until they caught Desiree and then they'd go their separate ways and she'd have to find some other way to catch hi….. Oh no. The color drained from his face as the sharks ahead of him grinned.

"Manson, I think Fash here needs a lesson in what happens when you mistreat a lady"

"Paulina, I think we're BOTH going to enjoy this."

The two grabbed Dash by the shoulders, pushed her against the wall, drew a deep breath and shrieked at the top of their lungs.

"GHOST!"

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

"Lending a hand of course." smirked Paulina.

Footsteps grew louder and louder as the panic began. As Dash was marched out of the bathroom she saw stampedes of students rushing past and a crowd of the morbidly curious gathered to peak around the corners. As her eyes raced from face to face, Dash saw it was almost entirely composed of girls. Who were now staring in horrified fascination as Sam and Paulina seemed to team up against his stranger.

"I always did like a crowd." sighed paulina happily.

A small ripple in the wall of onlookers gave way to Valerie as she pushed through. Though she failed to see a ghost she didn't even break stride as she stepped forth and asked what everyone was thinking.

"What are you all doing? You're blocking the halls for everybody else, and we DON'T call ghost without a good reason."

"This here," they tossed their prisoner forward and she stumbled into view. "is our own dear Dash" a surprised murmur grew from the crowd, and more than a few jealous glares.

"Hold up, what?" spoke Valerie looking at the girl over with a raised eyebrow. "Are you trying to mess with us? 'Cause I'm pretty sure that's a GIRL, not a guy Paulina."

"Dash here, apparently mouthed off to the wrong ghost, and Desiree has decided to give us all a little treat." more murmurs, darkly happy ones. "We've all been targets of this jerk's flirting, all had him leer at us and tell us how we belong to him. Well I think this new makeover for him is a pretty funny situation for karma, don't you all think?"

The start of a few cheers rose though the crowd, and Dash began to sweat. She couldn't see a gap, there was no way out. Sam and Paulina were backing away, but the two of them had blocked the door, and none of the girls looked like they'd let her by easy.

"And it's going to get better…. Because Dash here is about to put on a little show. We've all heard him rant about 'phantom fangirls.'" angry cheers now, and a few chuckles "Well, with a ghost alert, it's only a matter of time before-"

He was here. The ghost boy himself came flying over to the area and looked around. This of course got some happy gasps and looks from the crowd. But Dash didn't care, she was transfixed.

"Is everyone alright, where's the ….. Um….."

Phantom's gaze looked for the cause of this commotion and found nothing. They briefly flicked to Sam and Paulina, before catching sight of the stranger from yesterday, fallen to her knees and staring at him like….. Wow….. that was some deep cleavage…..

The phantom was here, staring at her with an odd intensity, Dash could think of nothing else. This was her chance too….. She couldn't even think what.

'Damn it! He's really here in front of me! Come on Dash, keep it together!' she trained her eyes on his own. She could feel herself falling into his gaze, but it was better than letting her own…. Wander….

Oh, he was offering his hand…

And he was talking. "Are you okay? Did Desiree come back?"

Forget Desiree, she was the furthest thing from Dash's mind right now. With her hand in his nothing felt like it mattered. All that mattered was how warm and safe she felt, and the distance between his lips and….

Dash's mind screeched to a halt as it realised where it had been going. She gave a quick shake of her head and turned before running. "I-I gotta go!"

"Hey, wait!"

She didn't want to risk it, without even looking she knew the phantom would be after her to try and help (sigh… no!) and those backstabbing fangirls would be after to gawk at her. The minute she looked back though she'd trip, or twist her ankle or run into a wall and then there's be no escape!

….wait, shouldn't she be outside by now? Why was she running so slowly? Why were her hips swaying so much?

Was she…. Was this a sashay?

Dash threw herself forwards with everything she had. The tiles beneath her feet turned to grass as she ran out onto the football field. Empty, no one to see, no one to hide her. Scanning for something, anything to hide her from the phantom, her eyes settled on the bleachers. She rushed over as fast as possible and got under the shadows before trying to catch her breath.

Her breathing grew heavy though, as she remembered what students DID beneath the bleachers, and how soon the phantom would be her with her…. Alone….

…. The urge to give in a little was growing… maybe just a taste.

"Hey! Wait up!" came her hero's voice. She felt herself lick her lips and saw him fly onto the field and look around.

"Over here!" she purred out making him turn and fly over while she felt her doubts pushed aside, with her mind currently running high off her newfound hormones.

When he phased through the bleachers, he didn't see the scared stranger she'd been since yesterday, he saw a girl confidently leaning against the posts. He blushed when he saw how how she emphasised her figure with her arching back. And his questions turned to stuttering mess when he realised she'd unbuttoned her shirt even further.

Oh… oh my

"Don't worry ghostie…. We're all alone here" She sauntered closer, and fell gently forwards to rest her…. Everything on him. "You've been working so… hard for me. Has anyone ever thanked you for your help? I mean REALLY thanked you?"

"Uh...um...I...um…" he got out while trying not to shiver feeling her chest against his OR let a certain part of him show itself.

"I don't know…. And I don't know that I can EVER thank you enough….." she whispered. Wow, she was getting close "but I can try"

She closed the gap. She held his cheeks close Danny's eyes nearly going out of his head and felt something wet, smooth, and...HOLY SHIT!

'She's actually using her tongue!... And she's good… she….' his thoughts faded to warmth and bliss.

Dash watched the phantom melt in her hands and felt a thrill of accomplishment… among other thrills. Turnaround was sweet. She used her tongue to explore his beautiful face, and to her delight found him stumbling back weak at the knees, and promptly trip with her following after. On top and straddling him, she enjoyed the view. It was a good feeling…. But she'd have to see how it felt from down there later. For now though his face had turned even more red and she was starting to feel a bit stuffy.

Above the bleachers, where Dash was too distracted to see, their audience stood transfixed. Paulina and Sam most of all

"I…. didn't think it would go this far…" Sam muttered, eyes on the two. A jotting sound managed to tear way her gaze for a second thought….. "Paulina? Are you taking notes?"

"Yeah, what of it?" she raised an eyebrow.

"... can I have a copy?"