Happy Birthday Kas!

This was from a prompt piece on tumblr, and, well, I worked with what I had. Seriously, I can see this happening all because Andrew was bored, though.

Mad Scientist

:: (Established Iambic Prose)

Danny Phantom tiredly flew through the Ghost Zone, finally landing at a large, pristine library that opened it's doors for him without hesitation. "Thanks, Vidya," the ghostly teen yawned, white rings wrapping around him and turning him back into a very tired human. "The others are right, I do need more sleep."

Which was easier said than done when it wasn't his heroics that kept him up into the late hours so much as his nightmares and anxieties. The only way he was ever able to get sleep anymore was when he slept over with his boyfriend- Who was currently not in the front rooms...

"I feel like this has happened before," Danny mused, remembering the piano incident he had stumbled upon not too long ago. Heading to the back rooms he heard a sudden explosion, gentle humming in his head quickly reassuring him that nothing was wrong and there was no need to wear himself out further by changing back into his ghost side. "If that wasn't Andrew being attacked than just what was it?" Because explosions were not usually a part of this library, not that he knew of, at least.

Hearing vicious French swearing Danny rolled his eyes, following his ears to the room that his boyfriend was holed up inside. Opening the door he immediately ducked back out at the plumes of smoke that rushed towards him. Coughing and clearing his throat he blinked his eyes back open, which quickly widened at seeing Andrew without his purple coat and a pair of welding goggles was resting over his eyes. With his hair sticking on end and slight burn marks over his arms and face he looked more like Technus than the calm librarian he was. "What...the hell..."

"Ah, Danny! You're early- Or late... I might have lost track of time." Danny coughed again, wafting the smoke away with a quick breath of his ice powers and looking around the room. It was, thankfully, devoid of books. In their place were tables of bubbling liquids, smoke wafting up from a few of the bunsen burners. Taking another few steps in he blinked at seeing there was suddenly a vial of pink liquid in front of him, Andrew looking horrifying gleeful. "I need you to drink this."

"...There are so many questions I could ask here," Danny finally sighed, carefully taking the vial from his boyfriend's hand and then steering him towards a chair where he willingly sat down, pulling his goggles down and putting his glasses back on as Danny tried to find which question to ask first. "First question, what the hell?"

"That's not a question so much as a statement of shock," Andrew pointed out, Danny rolling his eyes and setting the vial down, free hands now running through Andrew's hair, trying to sooth it back down to it's usual messy style instead of all out static friz.

"Glad to see you're still you if you can be that much of a smartass," Danny snorted, Andrew only giving him a sunny smile. "Second question, when the hell did you become a Mad Scientist?"

"Ever since I wrote 'The Doctor's Last Mistake.'" Danny paused at that, giving his boyfriend a look before opening his mouth, pausing, sighing, and burying his face in the other's neck.

"The scientist in that book died, rather dramatically I might add. I mean, I was expecting it to be a little more realistic instead of it ending in his own experiments killing him-"

"I was aiming for the lesson that it was his own obsessions that ended him," Andrew huffed, not too angry since he always had fun discussing his books with Danny. "You can imagine the irony I felt when I became a ghost." At the muttered words Danny let out a light laugh, pulling back and picking up the pink vial of liquid again.

"Okay, final question, what is this and why do you want me to drink it?" Seeing the ghost open his mouth Danny raised a finger, stopping him in his tracks. "I know that was two questions, full answers and sentences, no sarcasm or smartassery."

"I see you've taken the joy out of answering questions," Andrew smirked, Danny giving him a dull look in return. "It's merely a simple concoction that should, if made properly, advance eye sight and hearing." At his boyfriend's look he shrugged his shoulders. "I ran out of things to do while waiting on you and I had an old alchemy book lying around, I decided to test a few of the claims."

"...you got bored and made an alchemy potion..." the teen slowly repeated, expression growing concerned. "Were you a warlock or wizard before you died? Be honest, I promise I won't judge you."

"Oh for- Just drink it." Danny shrugged, uncorking the vial and holding it up to his lips before pausing, eyes narrowing.

"Waaait...why don't you drink it?"

"Due to some of the ingredients used it will work on neither ghosts or humans, I was hoping someone who is both would be able to negate some of the affects and allow it's core principals to work." Danny nodded, looking serious as he mulled the words over.

"So you fucked up and I'm your last resort." At Andrew's dull blush and grumbles Danny snickered, knocking the potion back in a few sips. When a few seconds passed and nothing happened Danny shrugged. "My eyesight and hearing have remained unchanged, should we sue the author of the book?"

"I highly doubt Clockwork will allow us to time travel just to criticize Nicholas Flammel's findings," Andrew sighed, standing up and turning off the various sources of flames. "Still, at least there were no negative effects caused."

"Andrew...why do you sound surprised..." As his mate quickly and conveniently fled to the kitchen to prepare coffee Danny followed after him, already starting his rant about not being a test subject goddammit!

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Quietly humming in tune with Vidya Andrew absently shelved book after book, going through his alchemy collection. He was sure the potion Danny had taken yesterday would at least have done something. Hearing the dull slamming of doors he blinked, looking up to suddenly see an irritated and angry Danny Phantom hovering in front of him.

He decided to not admit to the sudden urge to run.

"Danny? I thought you weren't coming over until-"

"I can read minds." Blinking at the sentence Andrew slowly frowned, opening his mouth before closing it and staring at his mate, who just kept glaring at him. "Ever since I woke up this morning I can read minds." Suddenly realizing that the potion had indeed done something Andrew felt a flash of guilt. "Oh yeah, that potion did something alright."

"I'll just...go and make an antidote," Andrew nervously chuckled, Danny immediately flying over and hanging off of his shoulders, ghostly tail wrapping around his waist. The older sighed, amused that even angry as he was Danny had a hard time not having physical contact.

"Shut up. You're fluffy is all." Right. Reading thoughts. Okay so really he hadn't expected or planned for this to happen...although it was fascinating...he wondered if he could just- "You are not turning this into a science experiment! Do you know how many hormonal teenagers' thoughts I had to hear today?!" Wow. Andrew felt even guiltier than before. "I now know just how many people in the school are hiding the fact they are either gay, bi, or pan! I have learned things about people that I did not need to know."

"I am so sorry." Danny only grumbled as Andrew flew them to the room from yesterday, immediately launching into preparation for something that would take his mind reading away. Or kill him. Really it wasn't like alchemy was an exact science- "Wait- KILL ME?!"

Oh dear.

Andrew feels so guilty for making Danny listen to teenager's thoughts all day. So, so guilty.