When Worlds Collide
By
Futuramakid
DISCLAIMER: I own neither Danny Phantom and associated characters, nor Darkwing Duck and associated characters.
Danny, Tucker, and Jazz had been driving down the highway for 6 hours. "This isn't funny!" said Darkwing's muffled voice from the back of the car. It becomes apparent that he is stuffed in the trunk. "Well, it's not like we can let anyone see you," said Danny. "Well, you could have emptied it out first!" Darkwing argued. "Look, do you want to help, or should we leave you in there?" Danny angrily responded. Darkwing let out a defeated sigh. "Danny, just because the killer's from his universe doesn't mean you should take you anger out on him," Jazz said. "It's not like you know what it's like to lose a gir- erm, best friend," Danny snapped. "You seriously felt that way?" Tucker asked, raising an eyebrow. Danny felt like pulling his hair out. "Fine, I admit it. I loved her. I always did, but I was too scared to admit it," Danny said, "and now it's too late." It was at this point he broke down into tears. "There, there Danny," comforted Jazz. "I'm sure she knew, we girls can usually tell." "Well, at least YOU didn't lose a DAUGHTER!" came Darkwing's voice. "You're right," Danny replied, "you're worse off than I am. You're stuck in the trunk with nobody you know for comfort." "About that, could you PLEASE let me out! The police would dismiss any calls as drunks, or crazies, and etc.," Darkwing pleaded. "I guess theres no harm in it," Jazz decided, and they pulled over. They let Darkwing into the backseat of the car, in the seat by Tucker. "Look, only 300 miles to Wisconsin!" Tucker said, feigning enthusiasm. "Well, at least you won't have to listen to Darkwing whine anymore," Danny said. "I guess we should call it a night," Jazz said, "let's stop off at the next hotel." They pulled off at a cheap motel and checked in.