A/N: I feel like fluff is hard to find in the Danny Phantom phandom, so I've started off with a few chapters that are a lot more fluffy than I intended on writing. Don't worry, things will take a turn soon.
Shortly after returning from the Far Frozen, Danny collapses face-down on his bed in contented exhaustion. Feeling the freedom of flight and the energy of his core powerfully thrumming in his chest gave him the irresistible temptation to use it, and he willingly gave into the urge. The ectoplasm-filled chill of the Far Frozen only made him more excited, and he couldn't help but fly about and blast chunks of ice excitedly for a time before lazily floating into the Spectre Speeder to head home.
The sunset shines through Danny's bedroom window, painting the room with a faint orange glow. Tucker, Sam, and Jazz look at him sprawled on his bed and quietly giggle to themselves. Tucker pulls out the Fenton Ghost Analyzer and points it at Danny, who whines at the beeping noise.
"A steady level 7 in ghost form, probably back at a 5 in human form."
Danny morphs back into his human self, and the machine beeps again. Danny whines even louder and covers his head with a pillow.
"Yep, level 5."
"Well, let's leave him be, he's had a tiring day. Plus, I'm sure your parents are expecting you home soon." Jazz glances at the bedside table that contains Danny's alarm clock and turns it off, preparing to wake him in a more gentle way in the morning. "It's almost 9pm, and it's a school night. I'm sure you guys can check on him tomorrow morning before he heads out to class."
The younger teens nod and exit the room silently before Jazz lowers the shades and gives Danny a quick kiss on the back of his head before following them.
"Sweet dreams, little brother." Jazz whispers, and the door clicks shut.
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Danny faintly remembers the time he spent in the Spectre Speeder while coming home, but the majority of it is a blur. In his half-consciousness, he remembers sparkling blue blending into deep purple and swirling green, before becoming angry by a bright light and a loud noise, and then being comforted and happy by a warm comforting sense near his core.
Danny falls asleep for a time before slowly blinking awake. He rolls over to look at his clock, which reads 2:42 AM, and then glances over to his window.
It has been awhile.
Danny levitates above his bed and transforms with a flash before phasing out of his room and towards the edge of town between Amity and Elmerton. It takes him only a few minutes to get to his destination, and he enjoys the bite of the cool night air.
Danny stops his flight directly above the center of a crystal blue pond below a canopy of trees. He slowly lowers himself onto the center of the pond and produces a small ripple upon setting his feet down on the frigid water.
Something interesting about his ghost from that Danny's developed throughout the years is that he's not only abnormally light, but he can imbue himself with a partial form of flight that allows him to be as light as a feather or as heavy as a person double his size. As a result, waterwalking has been one of his favorite unexpected aftereffects of having ghost powers, especially on nights like these.
Danny peers into the reflective surface of the water, admiring his own glow silhouetted on the night sky. He sits down (which is almost like sitting in a puddle, but he wasn't concerned about that) and looks up, drinking in the vastness of the sky above him. He zones out, naming each constellation one by one like a mantra, and going through each myth, belief, and legend that they represent.
Danny takes some time to ponder over which constellations would best represent the people most important in his life. Would Sam identify more with the heroic tale of Perseus, who saved both Andromeda and Danae from lives of forced marriage to savage brutes, or the tragic legend of Persephone, the goddess who fought against Hades for many years and controls the growth and wilt of the Earth?
Would Tucker prefer the genius and ingenuity of Auriga, the Charioteer, or the inseparable and loyal bond of the fighter Twins, Gemini? Danny had long ago decided which one he would choose for him.
Jazz. Danny already knew that her favorite was Libra, the scales that denote balance, justice, equality, and harmony, but in his mind he always associated her more with the oftentimes overlooked Pleiades. Known more commonly as the Seven Sisters, they're most well known as the daughters of Atlas, the man who held the world on his shoulders, but the number of stories associated with them is vast and complex. The oldest of the constellations, they represent things like affection, love, care, and good virtue. He was sure that Jazz would love going through each and every one of their individual legends and learning about the backgrounds of the cultures they come from.
For himself? Danny was unsure. This isn't an uncommon thing for him, being unsure. His dual nature and very existence are contradictory- so of course, his opinions about himself would always be.
Could he be like Capricorn, the constellation who's story centers around the king of the gods, Zeus, who defeats his cruel father and frees his siblings from their prison in his gluttonous belly? Danny chuckled at that one, especially since Capricorn is also known as the Gateway of the Gods, the passageway you're supposed to pass when you move to the afterlife. It was pretty perfect in an abstract sort of way, he thought.
He figured that his friends would likely tell him he was most like the self-sacrificing swan Cygnus, who willingly gave up his immortality to send his fallen companion's spirit into the afterlife. They always did tell him he had a hero-complex, so he did think they would find that fitting. Well, that and the 'spirit' symbolism. Jeez, he might have more in common than Greek myths after all.
At the end of Danny's contemplation, the sky was lightening enough that the constellations have all but vanished, and he figured it was about time for him to head home before his alarm clock woke up Jazz only for her to find an empty bedroom again. Danny emerges from the lake, (casually noticing that he was floating in the water instead of on top of it for who knows how long) phases himself dry, and flies home at a carefree pace, enjoying the changing colors of the sky and the early-morning silence of the city below.
When Danny phases through his window only a few minutes before his alarm is supposed to go off, he's greeted by Jazz sitting in his computer chair and quietly reading a book. She calmly looks up at him when he touches down and gives a small smile.
"Good morning little brother. How was your night?"
Danny returns her smile. "Morning Jazz, it was actually..." he pauses.
"Really, really, wonderful."
A/N: I actually had almost no clue where I was going with this for the prompt, I actually wanted to focus more on the waterwalking than anything, but I'm extremely happy with where it ended up going, probably moreso than my original ideas. If anyone notices any of the stories or constellations cited incorrectly, please let me know! I mostly went off of memory and some brief passages I found online, so I could totally be wrong about anything in there. And, as always, review!