A/N: ...?
Disclaimer: I still don't own Danny Phantom. Butch Hartman still does.
Maddie had noticed her son was stressed. It wasn't exactly difficult to tell – he had dark smudges beneath his eyes all the time, he shuffled around like a zombie, he was always distracted, he worked on homework far too much (and that awful C.A.T. had just been taken, after which Danny seemed even more out of it than usual)…
She felt sympathetic towards the teenager, though she didn't remember high school being so hard for her.
Thus when she saw the t-shirt on sale at the mall, she had to buy it. And then force her child to wear it to school the next day.
"What is that?" asked Tucker incredulously at his friend's new t-shirt.
"Mom bought it yesterday," Danny said, faint exasperation coloring his tone. "She wanted me to wear it to school today – wouldn't take no for an answer."
"Well, I think it's kind of creepy," said Tucker. "considering that in an alternate future–"
"Shut up, Tucker," said Danny, a suddenly ugly look crossing his face at the mention of the future-that-could-have-been and his evil self the trio had dubbed 'Dan'.
"Shutting," said Tucker, miming zipping his lips closed.
Sam ran up from behind them, her purple spider backpack slung over one shoulder. "Hey guys," she called. "What's u—what are you wearing, Danny? I don't think I've seen that shirt before."
Danny rolled his eyes and turned to face his female friend. His new black t-shirt had the words "When I Snap, You'll Be the First to Go" written on it in neon green letters, ransom note style.
"My mom thought I was stressed," he said in way of explanation. He glanced down at the letters again. "Ironic, huh?"
Sam couldn't help let out a giggle. "Oh well," she said. "Parents, what are you going to do?"
Danny and Tucker just nodded in agreement. They all turned and walked into the school.
"The worst part is, I actually sort of like the shirt," Danny said mournfully, much to his friends' amusement.
A/N: Me + seeing this shirt = instant idea. I'm such a nerd...