A/N, I have good news, ok news, and bad news. The good news is that this chapter is up! The ok news is that the story changes alot from this point on and I'm not even sure if I like it, the bad news is, don't expect an update till like next weeks, cuz I have ALL DAY band camp (8-8) all week, and I won't beable to write till friday night! YIKES! Oh well keep reading please! (and yes the title sucks, but I couldn't think of ANYTHING!)
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or any other characters from that series, Butch Hartman does.
I do not own Spiderman or any other characters from that series, Sony Pictures owns any thing mentioned from the movies, and Stan Lee owns the actual characters. I do, however, own the brain, creativity, and ideas (Unless noted in A/N) to create this story :)
Chapter 13 - Reasons
The boy on the bed suddenly stirred and woke up. He could hear Peter's heavy breathing and looked up to see Peter staring at him. Wondering why, he looked down and gasped in horror.
Oh crap, how could I be so stupid!
"Hey Peter, it's...it's not what it looks like," he said shakily as he rose to a sitting position on his bed.
"You're right, it's not. What did you do with Danny!" Peter almost yelled at the boy.
Oh my god, is he THAT clueless!
"Wha...what?" Danny asked again, not quite getting what he heard.
"I said, WHERE'S DANNY!" Peter yelled in rage.
"He's...he's uhhh..."
"Tell me!"
Do it! one part of his head was saying
No, don't. He's so clueless that you could just fly out of the window right now, no questions asked, said another part.
Be honest!
He hasn't been honest to you!
How do you know that!
SHUT UP! the back of his mind yelled at the other two parts.
Danny's mind was racing and he could tell that Peter was about to do something drastic. After a few moments of silence he finally concluded his statement.
"Standing right in front of you."
Peter's look changed to a look of confusion and concentration, and after a few seconds of processing what he had just heard he finally managed a few words.
"Show me."
Here goes nothing.
Without hesitation, Danny closed his eyes and felt the ring around his chest as it split into two and changed him from Danny Phantom to Danny Fenton right there in front of Peter.
"Sam, wake up. I need your help!" MJ said frantically as she nudged the Goth girl awake.
"Wha...what's going on now?" Sam said groggily as she opened her eyes.
"I just got a call from the play people," MJ told her.
"Great, so do you finally know what part you're playing?" Sam asked as she sat up.
"Yeah, that's where I need your help, actually," MJ confessed.
"Why would you need my help?" Sam asked curiously. It's not like I have a theatrical past.
"Well the play is about…" MJ said, trying to figure out how to tell Sam. "Oh fine, the play's about gothic people and their struggles, and I got the main female role and I have no clue what to do."
Sam's jaw dropped. You mean this trip was actually worth something after all? "You're not serious."
"Sadly, I am," MJ said to Sam.
"Sadly?" Sam said in a bit of an annoyed voice.
"What I meant was now I have to figure out how to act and stuff and well yeah I just need your help. I was hoping maybe I could try a few things before I start the job so that I could get the hang of it, you know?"
"And that's where I come in," Sam said confidently, then added, "Are you sure you want to do this? because once you cross over to the dark side, there's no turning back."
"The dark side?" MJ asked, confused. "I just need to learn a few things about the lifestyles, that's all, maybe read a few books."
"Trust me, it's gonna take more than that. When do you guys perform for the first time?"
"Umm next week sometime I think," MJ answered.
"Okay we've got time, but girl, you're gonna need a makeover!"
Tucker was sitting in his room, something he realized he had been doing way too much lately, when Harry walked in. Surprised, Tucker got up.
"Harry, what are you doing here? Don't you have work?"
"Yeah well I gave myself the day off," he answered with a rather evil grin, too evil.
"Really, what do you plan on doing?" Tucker asked curiously as his mind went straight to one thing: The Green Goblin.
"I thought we could," Harry grimaced at the words as if he really didn't want to say them, "hang out."
"Well that might be interesting. Just let me get my stuff and I'll meet you downstairs."
Harry left the room and Tucker quickly grabbed the phone to call Danny and tell him what happened. Sadly he got the machine and he couldn't leave a message in case Peter heard it. He put on his shoes, grabbed his PDA, and left the room.
"Yes, take the boy with you," Vlad said to himself as he watched the whole scene with Tucker and Harry on his computer.
"Soon I will have what I need, but first I need Danny and that Spiderman out of my way," he said with an evil laugh.
Peter's mind was still racing. It had been almost two minutes since Danny had transformed, and neither had said a word. Finally Peter mustered up something to break the silence.
"All this time it's been you...all this time!" he said angrily, sitting down on Danny's bed.
"NO, it hasn't, I mean yeah it's been me, but it hasn't been me doing the bad stuff. It's been other people!"
"Right, and what makes me so sure I can trust you? You couldn't even tell me your secret!" Peter sent back at him in rage.
"Well think about it, if you were some sort of half-something and you were being ACCUSED of bad things, would you tell anyone?"
Looking surprised and realizing how much that statement related to him, Peter simply said, "That's not the point."
"It is the point!" Danny told him. "That paper of yours is a liar. Tucker researched it for me, and aside from one topic, it lies about everything, so you shouldn't trust it!"
"Don't you think I know that! I have other reasons for not trusting you, okay?"
"Like what!" Danny said, hoping that maybe this was finally the time when Peter would tell him what he was going to tell him yesterday.
"It's really none of your business."
"Fine, then where I'm going is none of your business either!" Danny yelled. And with that he went ghost, shocking Peter, for this was only the second time he had done it in front of him, and flew out the window without another word.
"You sure you want to do this, I mean really and truly want to do this?" Sam asked Mary Jane for about the hundredth time that day.
"It's part of the job, Sam. I gotta do what I gotta do," MJ replied simply.
"Okay, but this is risky," Sam answered.
They were standing outside of a local wig shop and it was about midmorning. They had decided earlier that morning about going to a place like this to see if they could find something in a nice black for MJ to wear in her play.
Sam walked up to the door and held it open for MJ as they entered the store.
The inside smelled like hair spray, which was weird seeing as it wasn't a hair salon. There were foam heads everywhere, each with a different style and color of wig on it. Behind the main counter, which was like a glass case and had wigs in it as well, there was a lady with dark blond hair to her shoulders typing something on her computer. Hearing them come in, she looked up.
"May I help you two fine ladies today?" She said politely, getting up and coming from behind the counter.
"Yeah my friend here is in a play and she needs something in a nice shade of black," Sam responded, pointing to MJ.
"Well what sort of play is it exactly?" the lady asked curiously to MJ.
"It's about Goths," MJ replied simply.
"Well in that case you may be interested in this," she said, leading them over to a table that had long-haired wigs on it. She reached under the counter and pulled out one in a beautiful midnight black that had a touch of blue in it. She handed it to Mary Jane who looked at it in hesitation.
"Go on, try in on. If it looks bad we'll try others," the lady said to her encouragingly, as if she had done it billions of other times.
"Yeah MJ, try it. You may like black," Sam said, supporting her friend.
Staring into the mirror on the table, MJ lifted the black mess to her head, pulled her beautiful red hair up and put the black wig on top of it, covering every strand of red.
"Wow..." MJ said, staring at herself in the mirror. She never in her wildest dreams thought she would look that good with black hair.
"Let me just say that that is one of the best matches I've ever seen in all my days of wiggery," the nice lady told MJ.
"Yeah it really lets your eyes stand out and it looks great!" Sam told her enthusiastically.
"Yeah, I'll take it, I guess," MJ said, pulling it off and handing it to the lady, who took it over to the counter and rang it up for her.
Five minutes later they were walking out of the store, a bag in MJ's hand, and a smile on Sam's face.
"Harry, where are you taking me!" Tucker asked his "friend" as they drove very hurriedly down a busy street.
"Oh you'll see," Harry replied in an evil voice with a gleam in his eyes.
I'm not liking this. Something is wrong, very wrong, and I have no clue what I'm going to do...HELP!
"Harry, there is something really wrong with you, and ever since that day with that fruit loop Vlad, you've been acting all weird."
"DO NOT CALL VLAD A FRUIT LOOP!" Harry yelled, stomping on the breaks. "Do you hear me!"
Harry was not himself. There was fury in his eyes, evil fury, the type only killers had, but still Tucker remained calm as Harry took his foot off the breaks and they raced down the street.
Tucker pulled out his PDA and quickly typed a memo into it. Note to self, do not mention Vlad around Harry, AT ALL.
It had been a few hours since Danny had left Peter alone in his room, but Danny didn't care. If Peter couldn't believe, let alone accept, him, then he wasn't going to show his face around there for awhile.
He doesn't even have a legitimate reason for thinking I'm bad!
Upon leaving Peter's place, Danny had had no idea where to go, but within about fifteen minutes he had decided Central Park might calm his nerves, and it had, a little.
He was just walking on the sidewalk, staring at the ground, trying to figure out why Peter's reaction had been the way it was.
Yeah, I knew he'd freak, but we've been together for five days and he knows he can trust me in most fields, so why is he so mad? one part of his mind kept saying, while the other part kept answering, Because you lied about the Danny Phantom thing, and that's a big deal to him.
There has to be more than that, though. There has to be!
Danny saw a bench and decided to sit down and think things over more logically. Maybe, just maybe, he could figure something out, like what Peter kept hiding from him.
Always disappearing, never telling me where or when he'll be back. Ghost sense hurting around him...GHOST SENSE HURTING AROUND HIM!
Danny suddenly remembered what Vlad had said to him yesterday at the college campus.
"I know more than you think, son. That Spiderman person has senses too, and they affect yours just as yours affects him."
Getting to his feet, Danny began to pace in front of the bench, talking quietly to himself.
"Never around when I have to battle that Spiderman...ghost sense hurting when Peter's around...disappearing at random times...why didn't I see it before? Am I really that clueless?"
He never figured out your secret without seeing it for himself, so obviously we're both clueless...and it all makes so much sense!
PETER IS SPIDERMAN! Danny yelled defiantly to himself.
A/N ok so I was gonna make this longer, but I thought that would be a good spot to stop. So in all reality this chapter and the next one could prob fit together like a puzzle, but whatever. As for the MJ/Sam thing, well I had that idea since the day I started, and I've been off and on on weather to do it, but I finally decided it would work. Please don't yell at me for MJ OOC-ness, but that's the way my story is ok? And Tucker is gonna be in trouble soon too which means you'll finally see more of him! YAY for plot monsters! Leave reviews please!
Lisa