Title: Glass Mirror
Author: Bunny Bubble
Rating: T
Pairing: Danny/Danny
Warning: yaoi, slash, wutever you call it. I have NO BETA so srry if any mistakes.
Disclaimer and Summary: First chap. Dun own DP. I own the Elite Eight, Crescent, Dawn, the plot, and other characters unseen in the series. If I did own DP reporters will be at my door for putting yaoi on TV in a kids show.
A munchkin to reviewers for ch 10 : Starsaa, sharp23, Chaos inducer, Narugirl94, Meowth168, fan-girls2.0, moonlite nite, and gabriella phantom D mad hugz
Bunny: heys! 'lo again! i have a new story up (My heart's bleeding) so srry if the updates on here r late or something
Sam: ((munching a mmuffin)) hello, readers! I'm ba-ack, and better than ever! Now that I'm out of the closet…
Tucker: ((who is stuck in the closet now, instead of Sam)) Oi Bunny, why is there a giant bed crammed up in your closet?
Bunny: uh… I'd rather not say. It's… comftoable?
Tucker: who hangs out in their closet?
Sam: you don't want to know ((eyes widen in terror)) Tucker, just don't think about it.
Bunny: ((nodds)) what she said.
Tucker: …
Bunny: omigosh, Danny's goanna be here anytime now and I just remembered that I have to put on my voilet-shine shaded lipstick! Argh, mirror, need a mirror. Oh, there we go. ((all calm now))
Tucker: am I going to be in the closet long?
Bunny: no…
Tucker: Hey, wh- ((a bang sounded)) hey, what's this? It looks like some kind of chain.
Bunny: ((gasps)) DON'T TOUCH THAT ITS MINE RAWR! Don't tell me you clicked the green button near the lamp!
Tucker: sure did.
Bunny: click the red one!
Tucker: why?
Bunny: I'll get you out sooner and when you come out.. you can have my chicken wings! They're on the left side of the second shelf on my fridge!
Tucker: Ah, okay then. ((presses red button)) wow, eveything's back to normal, how a regular closet's supposed to be. All clothes and a small mirror and such.
Sam: Danny's late.
Bunny: fashionably late, argh he better-
Ding dong.
Bunny: ((nearly faints. SQUEALS)) omg its him. Okay, deep breath in, deep breath out. Deep breath in, deep breath out! BREATHE!
Sam: ((pushes Bunny against the door)) there we go, now you're breathing.
Bunny; ((glares)) anyway… ((opens the door))
Chapter Eleven: Nasty Burger
Main PoV:
Danny Fenton groaned slightly as the bright sunlight hit his azure blue eyes. He blinked a few times, rubbing the sleep out of it. He looked around, and saw almost all white. That's right! It suddenly hit him, he was in a hospital. All of a sudden, the events of yesterday reoccured- as well as the dream sequence he had oh-so-often.
He glanced at the hospital's clock- it was eight AM, which meant he could go home once someone came to pick him up. He looked at himself- the large, gaping wound in his shoulder was only a small scar, and the bruises and swelling had gone down considerably. It felt kind of nice to finally have one night of sleep without worrying about ghosts, but that dream…
What did Phantom mean? He had said, "do you love me back?" What was all of this supposed to mean? Was he in love with himself, or just trying to roll over the fact that he couldn't get a girlfriend? He had to chuckle at that point. There was no way he could get anyone as a girlfriend without revealing that he wasn't some loser, which made the situation only worse.
Prehaps his ghost form was in love with his human form? Danny was confused, but it wouldn't make sense anyway. He and his ghost form were one person… right? Or so he thought…
"Danny! It's nice to see you up! Let's get you out of here!" Danny's mother, Maddie Fenton, burst into the room wearing the oh-so-familiar blue jumpsuit. "Your father and Jazz are waiting in the Fenton Assault Vehicle, and I've bought spare clothes,"
"Thanks," Danny smiled, giving his mother a hug. Thankfully, she wasn't wearing the specter deflector. He took the clothes and changed in the bathroom before following Maddie to the center of the floor to confirm that he would be leaving.
"By the way, Sam and Tucker are meeting you at Nasty Burger, would you like to join them?" Maddie asked, as Danny sat down in the back next to a particularly busy-looking Jazz with a pile of library books.
"Sure," Danny smiled, leaning back. His father was looking around the Fenton RV for a spare cookie someone had left behind. Figures.
"Do you have your bookbag with you, Danny?" Jazz asked all of a sudden, flipping through another heavy tome.
"Yea, why?" Danny blinked.
"Read these books, they'll help you understand dream sequences and such," Jazz shoved half of her books into Danny's bookbag, muttering something about "If there's any mention of roses in his dream then all this reading won't be necessary,"
"Uh, there is," Danny remembered when he was holding a beautiful exhilirating black and white rose in one dream not too long ago, and he was sitting in a barren tundra.
"Oh, then read these," Jazz took out the books and replaced the pile with 8 books. "Have them done in two weeks, because then I need to return them to get more books."
"Yeesh, I can't finish that," Danny rolled his eyes, "I'm not you, Jazz. Besides, did you find anything out?
"Read for yourself,"Jazz had a worried yet smug and sincere look in her eye, "just when you find out, follow your instinct and not your doubts. Just try. I'm sure that when you're done, you'll understand and it'll be, for you, fun."
"Okay, are you posessed by Ghost Writer?" Danny raised one eyebrow.
"What if I am?" Jazz smirked, laughing. "Ahh, I'm afraid of oranges!"
"Cuz if you are," Danny joked, "I'll just have to blast you with something,"
"What makes you think you can?" Jazz rolled her eyes.
"Seriously, have you been hanging out with Valerie? You're starting to spook me out." Danny said, leaning further back into the seats.
"Nope, it's a girl thing," Jazz smiled, "Danny's we're at the Nasty Burger. Time to get off and hang with your friends."
"K, see you," Danny waved at his parents and Jazz, ignoring Jack's "if another ghost comes I'll rip it apart molecule by molecule"
"Hey, Jack?" Maddie asked, sighing. "Don't you think there's something strange going on with Danny? I mean, you saw him in the hospital yesterday. Those wounds would take an average person two weeks to heal, yet he just has a small scratch from sleeping soundlessly overnight. Something's going on,"
"Like?" Jack blinked. Okay, perhaps he wasn't the smartest of people, but he had some brains too.
"Perhaps it's the new type of medicne I hear the doctors at hospitals are injecting their paitents with recently," Jazz's ears perked up when she noticed where the conversation was going, thinking you owe me for this, little brother. "It's really no big deal, mom. Nothing strange's going on."
"If you insist," Maddie shrugged it off, whistling a tune while driving home. Jack was still looking for that cookie. Figures.
((Meanwhile))
"Hey Danny," Tucker and Sam looked up and said at the same time. Their raven-haired friend just walked into a rather-busy Nasty Burger. Usually, the Nasty Burger was quite empty and such, but today was a Saturday. Saturdays meant that if you purchased something over five dollars, you get a free medium drink, if you purchased something over ten dollars, you get a free Nasty Burger, and if you purchased something over twenty dollars, you get three free large frozen yogurts.
Therefore, kids and adults alike were cramming the place.
"Nice to see you're back from the hospital so soon," Sam chuckled, "I bet the doctors fainted when they found out they couldn't keep you in that place any longer."
"Heh, still against hospitals, Sam?" Danny rolled his eyes. Sam had been at a disstaste with hospitals ever since she floated into one since the "spectra and the ghost bugs" incident. She wasn't scared like Tucker, she just didn't like it a lot.
"You have no idea," Sam chuckled, straightening out a few strands of hair.
"All the models…" Tucker mumbled with his eyes closed. Ever since that ghastly incident, whenever anyone mentioned the word "hospital," Tucker would think of an modeling agency, and whenever anyone mentioned "modeling agency," he'd think of hospitals. Kinda mixed up o.O;; but perhaps for the better. However, he was still afraid of passing the nurses' office.
"Tuck, snap out of it." Sam nudged him, "We'd better order something before we have to wait at the end of the line."
Since the trio were frequent customers at the Nasty Burger, they could be served as if in a resturaunt, or as Tucker called it, "the food service." And not some oddball name for none apparent strange reason.
"Someone!" Tucker waved his hand, "We're ready to order,"
Danny slid next in the seat next to Tucker so that Tucker was near the window seat, and both sat on the opposite side of Sam, where a table separated and connected them.
"Hi, you three," a familiar face came across them. It was Cyndy Yulberts, the girl in Danny's math class. She had taken a weekend job to help raise money for college, like Valerie, only she wasn't dumped from the A-list or a ghost-fighter who would shoot the ghost boy without second thought.
Cyndy was a short blonde girl with dark blue eyes and a slime build. She always wore a yellow skirt- she claimed that it was good luck. Cyndy was on her way to making the A-list, but she didn't want to become popular "freaks" as she called them, so she just settled for the best. She didn't really hang out with Danny or his friends since she had her own best friends to be with, but they were on civil terms, and more of friends than accquaintainces.
"Hey Cyndy," All three answered with a small smile.
"Sooooo, what'll it be," Cyndy took out a small notebook and started writing.
"The usual, a small salad, a giant berry shake, a medium soy milk, and a small veggie cassarole," Sam said. "By the way, I'll pay, as usual."
"Of course," Danny rolled his eyes, "I'll take one medium nasty burger, the extra large chocolate milkshake, and two medium fries."
"Well, since Sam is paying," Tucker went, smiling as his best friend rolled her eyes. "Three large nasty burgers, one medium orange soda, and three small chicken wings- oh, and make the sauce dipping spicy."
"That's… twenty dollars and fourty two cents." Cyndy said, double-checking on her calculator even though she was a good student in math. "That's three extra free large frozen yogurts, be right back," she said after Sam paied the money and she skipped towards the register after she got a ten dollar tip from Sam.
"Uh…" Danny began.
"don't bother, I'm rich," Sam smirked, "Ahh, the possibilities,"
"Lucky," Tucker sighed. "If I were you and not a something vegetarian, I'd buy Nasty Burger and all the burgers avaliable. It would be so fun to eat that all the time."
"Remember last time when Ember returned with Youngblood?" Danny smirked, reminding him. "You had a serious case of heartburn."
"Oh yea," Sam snickered, "vegetarians never get that."
"Argh I hate it when you two lovebirds go against me," Tucker rolled his eyes.
"WE'RE NOT LOVEBIRDS!" Sam and Danny yelled in mock annoyance.
"Well, that's for sure." A voice came from behind their table. Sam stood up a little as Danny and Tucker turned around, peering over the sofa-chairs. There, was the major part of the A-list: Dash, Paulina, Star, Kwan, and Valerie. Uh-oh, Valerie.
It was Valerie who spoke. Hopefully, none of them had told Val about what happened. Valerie was sporting a stylish golden tank top and camo capris. She was accepted back into the A-list, but she preferred only to hang out with the "popular kids" because her best friend Star was there.
"Oh, hi Val," Danny blinked, looking around cautiously. Nope, it didn't seem that she knew about his secret. "Um, I heard you were absent so, how are you?"
"I'm fine," Valerie smiled, sipping on her drink. "What brings you here?"
"I always come here," Danny said sheepishly, taking a glance at the other people who were sitting next to Valerie. "What about you?"
"Just hangin'" Val said, leaning back and putting her arm around Star, "with my best friend and company,"
"I see, uh, I'll face my table now," Danny said, kind of akward that this conversation was going on.
"Hey Valerie!" Tucker yelled, "Wanna go to the Yule Ball with me?"
"No," she said plainly, while Star snickered.
"I'll ask you again in an hour," Tucker yelled before returning to his chicken wings.
"Geez, isn't it obvious that you can't get a girl?" Sam smirked.
"Hey!" Tucker frowned, before devouring a large portion of his meal.
"Anyway," Danny sighed, "Jazz got me some books in the library. She said that it was best for me to read them to kind of interpret dreams and stuff,"
"Why would she do that?" Sam raised an eyebrow, clearly not seeing the point of the action. "Unless.. ooh, that thing you were talking about in the hospital.. wait, what dream?"
"It's.." Danny started, then whispered everything really quick to Tucker who nearly spat out his chicken wing. "URK" Tucker went, nearly choking.
"What? I know it's weird but my dreams aren't that bad, I just want a little advice on why they're happening and turning out to be, well, how they're turning out! That's why Jazz took the opportunity to borrow some books for me so I might be able to figure it out," Danny rolled his eyes, "trust me, Tuck, it's worse when you're actually having those strange dreams."
"What?" Sam asked, rolling her eyes for the millionth time "is this a non-girl thing?"
"Uh, under the table," Tucker whispered, then he and Sam crawled under the table and Tucker told her about Danny's weird-occurenced dreams.
"NO WAY " Sam yelled, sitting up all of a sudden and bumping her head on the table. "ouch," she winced before getting up and sitting back down on her regular seat.
"See what I mean by weird?" Tucker asked, "Well at least now we know that Danny's gay."
"WHAT!" Sam shrieked. "ARE YOU SERIOUS?
"IM NOT GAY!" Danny yelled, almost loud enough that the whole store could hear him. A few boys who were checking him out hid under the tables. "There's a difference between being gay and bi." Danny rolled his eyes, before everyone started to mind their own business.
"Uh.." Sam and Tucker went, before Sam said "let's just see the books your sis got,"
"Fine," Danny rolled his eyes and dumped the books onto the table. "Let's see.. there's Dream Sequences, Shades of Roses, REM dreaming, The Theory-are dreams real, Dream Definitions, Objects in Dreams, Ghost Beliefs… Understanding Halfas. Hey wait a minute,"
"There's a bookmark hanging out of this book," Sam took the thick tome of "Understanding Halfas" and eyed it suspiciously. "This isn't possible! I mean, the first and only halfas were you and Vlad! And something tells me…"
"Look at the author," Tucker pointed out. "Hosgt Ladiy and Refak Wosh. Who the hell are those guys?"
"Something about those names seem suspicious…" Danny frowned at the names and examined them closely. Then, he gasped. "I should have known! They must be up to no good writing this book!"
"Who's the authors?" Tucker asked, "Ghost Writer and Clockwork?"
"No," Sam gasped as she recognized the authors. "Omigosh, it's Them!"
End ChapterBunny: that wasn't much of a ending. -- srry if it was short, but I'm kinda short on time today in order to update daily note that I won't be updating daily starting around August 25th, which is when I need to get ready for school and such. When I do go to school, I will take 4 hours of transportation and come home at 10 pm so plz forgive me if I update once a week. thxx
Sam: ((nodds)) forgive her rambling
Bunny: ((glares)) oh shut up.
Tucker: can you let me out now or open the door?
Bunny: ((gasps, opens the door)) OMIGOSH DANNY I WUV YOU!
Danny: ((akward)) um, hello Bunny.
Bunny: ((deep breath in, deep breath out. Deep breath in, deep breath out.)) I mean, hello! Welcome to my humble abode and I hope you enjoy your stay!
Sam: ((snickers))
Danny: hey Sam, weren't you locked in the closet?
Sam: uh, no. You were just imagining things.
Bunny: Uh, Danny! I've baked a cake for you, you just HAVE to taste it. ((takes out cake))
Danny: uh, okay, ((eats)) wow, this is good. How'd you know I like chocolate.
Bunny: ((gleams)) well, just tell me when you're done so we can talk about what we're going to do on the days you're over. ((evil look in eye))
Danny: uhms.. ((gulps)) you don't have it planned out?
Bunny: but I do, and Sam as well as Tucker will be directing this fanfic.
Danny: I see, ((finishes cake)) yum, that was delicious.
Bunny: ((squeals)) well, I'm so glad you liked it, how about I show you to our room?
Danny: our room? As in, together?
Bunny: ((sweatdrop)) oh, hoho, did I say that? I mean your room! It's upstairs and I've got everything ready, all you need to do is drop your bags in ther!
Danny: okay, I'll go up right now if you don't mind. ((goes upstairs))
Sam: Bunny… why are me and Tucker directing the fanfic?
Bunny: cuz imma be busy
Sam: doing what?
Bunny: ((nosebleed)) uh.. nothing much.
Sam: ((evil glare)) Bunny…
Bunny: ((innocent look)) what? ((to the readers)) and readers, if you guess who wrote the book in my story, you'll get a choco bar 3. review for a lollypop
Sam: don't avocie the subject.
Tucker: can I come out now?
Sam and Bunny: NO
Tucker: girls are evil.
Sam and Bunny: mUAHAHAHAHAHAHA D
I'm putting a contest: whoever can guess the authors of the book, Understanding Halfas, before I post the answer in the story, gets to have their OC in my story ready, set, go!