I still haven't seen that many episodes of Danny Phantom and it's starting to annoy me how little I really know about the show. I've missed some major key episodes, I know I have, but there's no other possible way for me to watch them except online. Well, it royally sucks butt! (pouts)
Anyway, this chapter is totally pointless, basically just some random stuff I threw in there while I am trying to get over an extremely bad case of Writer's Block. I want to burn Writer's Block, I hate it so much…! Grrrrrrr! Ah, let's see, I think I have a little bit of DxS in this chapter but to a very bare minimum. Read and enjoy if you can…! (I apologize in advance for any OOC-ness that might occur.)
Six: Doodle-Sketching Hearts
"Hey Fen-toad!" Dash punched Danny in the shoulder, sending the boy smashing into his locker, "That was for yesterday! I got detention because of your friend!"
Danny cringed against the locker, his books scattered at his feet where he'd dropped them, his other hand resting on his aching shoulder. Dash raised an eyebrow, glancing at Quan, then gabbed the youth, spun him around, and slammed his back against the lockers. Danny gave a small cry of pain, gritting his teeth, and hunched himself over to make a smaller target.
"What's your problem Fenton!?" Dash snapped at him and Danny responded with a withering glare before rolling up the sleeves of his T-shirt to reveal his bandaged shoulders.
"Lucky you," He said in a low voice to Dash, pushing his sleeve back down, "You didn't make them start bleeding again…!" And he slowly crouched down and gingerly picked his books up, holding them lightly in his arms, "Now leave me alone!"
"What happened to your shoulders?" Quan asked before Dash could sush him and walk off like he didn't care.
"I got attacked by a drunkard." Danny said flatly, back to the two other boys, and stalked off down the hall to where Sam and Tucker stood waiting for him with Amethyst. The Yokai Fox girl was glowering at Danny like he'd done something terrible.
"Wow, I didn't know we had drunkards!" Dash muttered to Quan as the two walked off togther. Quan shrugged.
"You alright Danny?" Sam and Tucker said simultaneously and Danny shot them a look, "Sorry, standard question…!"
"Danny…" The halfa turned to Amethyst who looked ready to bite his head off, "Why do you smell like Yokai Tabby and blood!?"
This question caught Danny by surprise and he blinked at her, almost forgetting what a Yokai Tabby was. Then he half-smiled and shrugged, wincing when he did.
"I was attacked by another Yokai Tabby last night," Then he recalled something else, "And a weirdo named Timothy Chris. I don't know, he was really strange…"
"Timothy Chris?" The other three said at the same time and Sam continued, "Well, what'd he look like?"
"Uh, tallish with a really heavy looking build and…greasy-looking brown hair with humungous sideburns, and a dark suit with a black tie and a little pin thingy…a sapphire I think. And when he got all hissy at me, he got cat ears and a tail. It was freaky. He pinned me to a wall with his claws…!" Danny pointed to his shoulders, "Freaking hurt like nothing else! And he said he was going to hunt Amethyst down and kill her…!"
"He's not a man." Amethyst's hard voice made them all turn, "His name's not even Timothy Chris. It's Trice and he's the Yokai Ghost Tabby Leader!"
"Tabby…" Danny muttered, "Tabby…Cat…Tabby Cat! He had the letters 'T.C.' embossed into his tie!" He smacked his forehead with a free hand, flinching again, "Why didn't I put that together! Man, I'm such an idiot sometimes!"
"Well, we know what he looks like so we can avoid him." Sam responded as the bell rang, "But for now, let's worry about class. Ghosts come after school." And the four all dashed to their first hour classes with the other students, leaving the halls empty.
----
"Mr. Fenton? Mr. Fenton…! Mr. Fenton!" The teacher slapped a hand on Danny's desk and he jolted, cringing as he shifted his injured shoulders too quickly, "Just what do you think you're doing!?"
"Huh? I, uh, I was, uh…" Danny looked down at his sheet of paper. It was blank, "I was, uh, trying to, uh…"
"You looked like you were sleeping, Mr. Fenton!" The teacher snapped, "Now, if you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you would do your class work!" And she stomped away. Danny stuck his tongue out childishly at her retreating back and went back to starring at the blank piece of paper before him, the pencil held loosely in his hands. Art class sucked for the youth.
"Ahhhg!" He dropped his head onto his desk, "I can't do this…!"
"What's wrong with you?" Asked a familiar voice and Danny turned his head with it still lying on the desk to see Amethyst's brilliant violet eyes starring at him. He sat up, pushing a mop of black hair from his face.
"I can't draw." He muttered angrily, "And the only reason I'm in this stupid class is because I need the credits. Otherwise, I'd be doing something else!"
"Credits?" Amethyst still didn't understand the school system, no matter how many times Sam went over it, it just didn't make since to her, "Why can't you draw?"
"I just suck, okay!" Danny snapped at her, irritable about the way his day had been going, his throbbing shoulders not making it any better, "And today sucks too…!"
He looked back and her and noticed her angry expression. Amethyst didn't take lightly to people yelling at her or bossing her around; it must have had something to do with her being the daughter of the Yokai Ghost Clan Leader.
"Well, can you draw!?" Just because she was ticked at him didn't mean he wasn't going to still vent, "Come on, let's see it fox-girl, what've you got?"
"More than you!" She replied in a clipped voice and whipped her paper out and onto his desk; the chatter going on around the room covering their conversation, "Well?"
Danny didn't know whether to be jealous or impressed or both. Amethyst wasn't an amazing artist or anything but she was good one. The youth pushed her drawing aside, picked up his pencil, and held it, hovering just above the paper, waiting for an inspiration but nothing was coming. He drew a random line, the ghost-fox still peering over his shoulder, erased it, drew the same line, erased it again, and then drew it again. He thought he heard Amethyst laugh at him.
"Go draw something else…!" He murmured under his breath at her, "Like, a plan on how we're going to get Trice back in the Ghost Zone and get him to stay there!"
She lost all amusement and moved away, back to her own desk, and sat there, not moving, arms folded over her chest. She looked like she was pouting but Danny was too distracted to care. He was more worried about Sam. If Trice wanted Amethyst and Amethyst was staying at Sam's house, wouldn't that put Sam in twice as much danger as the rest of them even though all of them had Amethyst's sent on them? He looked back down at his paper and started when he noticed that he'd been drawing without really paying attention to what he'd been drawing. It was a very rough sketch of someone, more like a silhouette than anything else, standing in empty space, their hands held close to their face. Danny starred at it for a while and then started drawing again.
Amethyst watched the halfa out of the corner of her eye, following his pencil movements across the paper. He was worried; probably about getting attacked. His shoulders stiffened every so often and she knew that he was hurting but if she was going to heal him, it would have to be somewhere without a lot of people; Sam had told her no ghost powers in public. The fox girl looked back at her own drawing. The shadows of a series of deep caverns stood out at her from the paper, profiles of foxes etched into the shadows. That had been her home; nearly endless tunnels carved into the rock going on for miles. Her whole Clan had been in there when they'd been attacked…and completely destroyed. A sharp pain hit her in the chest and she felt her eyes burn; she was all alone and not even a stupid halfa could understand just how much it was hurting her.
"Finished!" Danny slapped his pencil on the desk and sat back with a smirk of triumph but when Amethyst leaned over to look at his drawing, he whisked it away and into his binder, his cheeks pink. She glared at him and he made a face at her. The bell rang.
----
"Hey Sam, um, can I talk to you alone a minute?" Tucker and Amethyst looked first at each other and then at Danny and Sam, "Really it'll just be a minute."
"Fine." Sam motioned for him to follow her into her house, leaving the other two outside on the sidewalk, one completely confused and the other grinning as he thought about what it was Danny might want to talk to Sam about.
"What is it, Danny?" The Goth girl dropped her bag into an arm chair and turned to face the blue-eyed boy who was nervously digging through his binder.
"Well, see, we had to draw something in Art today, and, well," He tugged a piece of paper out, gazing at it for a moment, and then looked back up at her, "I don't want it and I think it sort of sucks but…you know, if you want it…" He held the drawing out to her and Sam rolled her eyes, taking it from his. She couldn't stop herself from raising her eyebrows, a little amazed.
Danny could never draw very well; he was okay at best; but this was probably the best thing she'd ever seen from him. The silhouette of someone standing on a rooftop overlooking a (rather shakily drawn and tilted) city, something glowing in the hands they held close to their face. The shading was a little iffy and the skyline seemed a little off but Sam didn't mind. It was from Danny. To her. She looked up at him and he grinned apprehensively.
"It's okay," She said, trying to keep her voice flat, "I'll hang it up somewhere. See you later Danny." She waved her hand, dismissing him. He bolted out of the house, face red. When she was in her room and sure he was gone and was also sure that Amethyst was in her own room, Sam took a black pushpin from a draw at her desk and pinned the drawing up right above her computer; a place reserved for the things she held most dear. It stood out amongst the photos of the trio that littered that area. Sam smiled to herself. Danny was such an idiot sometimes but there were those other times when…
Her moment was shattered when Amethyst shouted her name all the way down the hall. The Goth girl rolled her eyes and left her bedroom, Amethyst calling out her name and saying something about Geo-nemerty. Geometry. Sam walked into the fox-girl's room and shoved her out of the way to make room on the bed for herself. Then she snatched up Amethyst's pencil and stared pointing out how to do the problems. Amethyst snatched her pencil back and broke it in half on accident. Sam sighed and reached into her back pocket for the spare she kept there. It was going to be a long night.
Next time on 'Melody in Red'
Danny: (still dressed as Sora) I'm going to stab myself with the Dark Keyblade! Then Kairi's heart will come back and everything will be okay again! (pretends to stab himself with a cardboard cutout Dark Keyblade and fall over)
Tucker: (still dressed as Kairi, gets up and runs over to Danny who turns himself invisible) Oh no! Sora! Why did you do it!?
Sam: (still dressed as Dark Riku, falls over with laughter) Oh my gosh! I can't stand this anymore! I'm gonna die of laughter!
Danny: (reappears by Sam also laughing) I think this might be a little too crazy even for 'Mirror Phantom'!
Amethyst: I do not understand what is so funny.
Tucker: I'm going to go find some pants…!
Danny and Sam: (hanging off of each other in tears of laughter)