Fox of Light: Wow…I'm alive! Anyways…my friend and I were talking about my 'Dash Bandster' segment in my Chicken Soup fic, so I one day went back and read it, and found out that I wanted to expand on it, so enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or any related characters, however, I do own Dash Bandster!
Dash Bandster
Introduction
Here I go, walking down the halls of Casper High. All the girls swooning over me, guys giving me high-fives and…
"FENTONIO!"
"Oh no…it's Dash," said the twig, Fenton, "What did I do to you today?"
I smirked at my less fortunate classmate. "Well, you're standing here in front of me."
Fen-toenail just glared at me. "You kinda came up to me…so how is this my fault?"
"Hey, you should know better than to mouth off at me!" I growled. And with that, I picked up my puny classmate, and threw him in his locker. Techno geek stood there, looking like he was about to wet himself, and Goth Girl just glared at me. "Don't you have better things to do?" said the Goddess of Darkness.
I though for a moment. "No."
Goth Girl stomped away.
After leaving my crime scene, I suddenly felt guilty. When I saw that no one was in hearing distance of me, I started talking to myself. "Why do I pick on other geeks? It's my job to protect them. But I always pick on Mikey, and sousy boy, and even Danny. Those are fellow geeks that need my help!"
"Fellow geeks that need whooped?" said Kwan, startling me.
"Um…yeah! Mikey, tuba kid, and that stupid Fen-stupid."
The bell rang, and it was time for my math class. Internally, this was my favorite class, but I couldn't show that. We have a test today. Mr. Lancer handed out all of the tests, and once I looked at my paper, I knew all the answers to the problems; however, I have an image to keep. If suddenly got a hundred percent on this, people might figure out who I am, and I can't let that happen! I must keep my alias as a quarterback hero, not as a geek hero.
I tried my hardest to make it look I tried hard on the test, but still made mistakes. I knew I needed an eighty percent on this test, so I did some answers right, then purposely did some answers wrong.
After this class, school was done for the day. I still had football practice, however. Being the quarterback of the team is a lot harder than most people think. Yeah, sure, there's the popularity and stuff, but honestly, it feels as if it doesn't really matter, you know?
Stupid image I have to keep. Just thinking that now makes me feel so…out of character! I'm so used to this image, sometimes I feel that 'Dash Baxter' has taken over who I really am!
I walked down the halls to the P.E. locker room to find Danny. He was being picked on by my fellow teammates.
"Hey Dash! Here's Fenton for you to pick on!" said one of my teammates.
I really didn't want to beat him up now. He's one I must protect…one of my kind. Man, that still sounds so out of character saying that!
I ran into the locker room, and luckily, no one was inside, so I changed into my alter ego. My alter ego who wears a blue plaid shirt with a pocket protector. My alter ego who wears khaki colored slacks up to my navel. My alter ego who wears thick black-rimmed glasses, with tape on the nosepiece. My alter ego, who holds onto a trombone in one hand, and a RQ 380 calculator in the other, which by the way does double and triple integrals.
My alter ego is…Dash Bandster! Protector of geeks everywhere!
Fox of Light: So how was that? Just a little intro for you all. Do you wanna read more? Do you want me to continue this? Please tell me if you do by pressing the pretty periwinkle button!