HYPHEN NOTE: Hello fellow readers, Hyphen here, again. Thanks for finding interest in this story, your comments and so on mean a lot. So here is chapter 2. Legi sur.
(The Next Day)
Danny had awoken feeling refreshed. After the whole Ember incident no other ghosts had bothered to show up, which was always welcomed in Danny's book. He had found Tucker relatively easy, since the only place in the park she could have hidden him would be beneath the stage she was on. He half-wondered if she took his advice, or even heard it, before pushing it away and get ready for another soul-destroying day of school. You'd think with how many people die of boredom in class Mr. Lancer would try too liven it up a bit.
...
Never mind, the last time he tried that it most likely scarred the class for life. How can someone be that hairy EVERYWHERE!? He shuddered at the memory shoving it deep in the recesses of his mind, probably needing therapy later in life, before going downstairs. He grabbed an apple and dipped out the door saying his hellos and goodbyes on the way out, whether his parents heard or not who knows. Halfway to school he caught up with Tucker tapping away on his PDA, before he saw Danny was next to him.
"Hey man what's up?"
"Not much Tuck... What'cha doing there?"
"Just telling Sam about our recent encounter with Ember."
"Oh great, now she's gonna be blowing up my phone with questions on how I can play and sing, and why I never had done so before."
"Haha, yeah she has to know everything. She's almost as bad as Jazz in that way. But where did you learn to play all those instruments though? Out of the ten years I've known you I have never seen you pick up more than the class recorder, and that didn't go to well either.
Danny cringed at the memory, it was true back in 4th grade they all had to learn to play the recorder, and let's just say it was a less than savory sound.
"Yeah, well, a few things are better left to mystery."
"Dude, c'mon not cool. Where did you learn to play?
BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG! The morning bell sounded.
"Phew, saved by the bell." Danny said before dashing off.
"HEY, slow down I'm not that fast." Tucker said in an attempt to catch up with his friend in not being late.
(With Ember, GZ, Ember's Realm)
'Okay McLain come on you got this you've done it so many times before. Just be natural and let it flow.'
She brought the pencil down onto the blank paper for like the twentieth time, nothing coming to mind nothing flowing out.
"Argh, why is this so hard now?" She said putting her hands on her forehead.
She had been trying to come up with a new song, one that she could debut with without having to control people with, a fresh start. Unfortunately her creative juices weren't flowing, and everything she's come up with so far hadn't been to her liking. She lolled her head back and stared at the ceiling wondering what she should do. She had wanted to go see Danny and possibly ask him for help, but she was a bit reserved at the thought. Turning her head she looked at the mini-can overflowing with crumpled papers.
"Okay, time to go see the dipstick. Hope I know what I'm doing." She said, before slinging her guitar onto her back and heading for the Fenton Portal.
(Amity High)
Danny was sitting there totally zoning out on Mr. Lancer's lesson on William Shakespeare and his lost play, something to do with Carrionites or something like that. Lancer had a better way of draining life out of people than Penelope Spectra did misery. It was then his ghost sense had gone off and he had never been so happier to leave the classroom than now. He raised his hand, and without even turning around Lancer had dismissed him to the restroom. Danny did this so often it was like second nature to know when his hand went up. Danny left the room sending a look to Tucker that he could handle it, Tucker nodded in confirmation and went back to his PDA.
Danny ducked into an open locker and began his transformation, the two shimmering white rings travelling from his midsection to his head and toe, turning him into Danny Phantom. Going intangible he phased through the locker and ceiling intent on finding his adversary, to thank then kick their butt.
"Hey there Babypop."
Danny turned on a dime and there was Ember standing on an air vent ten feet away. He was about to charge up an ecto beam, when he noticed she wasn't in a fighting stance. In fact she looked down right nervous, she was hugging herself, and she seemed to have trouble looking in his direction. Something was off about her, but Danny didn't feel she was here for a fight. Touching down onto the roof he looked at her waiting for an explanation, when she remained silent he figured he should start.
"So Ember... what are you doing here? And are you ok? You seem nervous." Danny stated
"I AM NOT!" Ember yelled back.
"Yup totally nervous." Danny taunted back.
"SHUT UP!" Ember yelled again reaching for her guitar. Danny started to charge up again, but then noticed she paused halfway through. She closed her eyes, lowered her hands, and took a few deep breaths, trying to regain her composure.
"Look the only reason I'm back is because you said I could if I was on good behavior, and so far no mind-control." Ember defended.
"Ok, I'll give you that... so is that all or is there another reason that you're so conveniently here at my school during school hours." Danny asked.
Ember looked off to the side, "I wanted to *mumble mumble mumble*" she trailed off.
"Come again? I didn't quite catch that." Danny prodded.
Ember huffed and flew closer, as if she was worried somebody would hear what she was trying to say.
"I wanted to know if you'd be willing to help me... write new songs." She whispered that last part practically inaudibly, lowering her head to look at the floor.
Danny had looked at her with wide eyes, not even sure if he heard her right since she practically mouthed the last part. But the way she acted after she said it confirmed he heard correctly, she had actually asked him to help her write songs. Normally, Danny would have just shrugged it off and threw some witty banter her way, but then he took a good look at her, she was trembling. He realized hardcore rocker ghost or not, asking for help was never easy, especially for her, especially for her one and only passion.
This was serious to her, so Danny decided he would take it seriously as well. Setting down he walked over to her, placing both hands on her shoulders. With one hand he lifted her head, he could see the embarrassment of asking, the fear of rejection, the shame of it all in her eyes. He gave her his best smile trying to give her a sign it was ok.
"Hey you don't need to look so worried, I'm the one who invited you back remember? So if you really are serious about this, I'll gladly help you out." Danny reassured her, trying to convey his concern and sympathy to her.
Ember clearly received it because she did something way out of character, she hugged him.
"Thanks Babypop."Ember said.
Danny stood there shocked, befire he could do anything Ember realized what she did and backed off fast. A green blush across her face, since she had ectoplasm instead off blood in her.
"That never happened. Got it?" Ember said in a threatening tone.
"What never happened?" Danny dumbly played along.
"Me hugging you." Ember said in a loud whisper.
"I thought that never happened." Danny teased her.
Ember facepalmed when she realized he went along with it and she had acknowledged it had happened. Danny couldn't help but laugh at this, but a quick glare from Ember shut hum up fast, a bemused smile still on his face.
"Alright lets get going." Ember told him before lifting off.
"Going where?" Danny asked confused.
"To write songs, duh dipstick." Ember stated as if it were obvious.
"I said I'd help, but not now I still have school."
"Ugh,fine let's go."
"Go where now?"
"Back to your class a-doi."
"Wait your coming too?"
"Relax Babypop, I'll stay hidden, but you'll know I'm there. Wouldn't you rather keep an eye on me?"
"Well normally yes. But if you're serious, really serious, I'd trust you."
Danny phased back through the roof with that comment leaving Ember there in shock. Whether he was that naive or really felt he could trust her left Ember feeling shocked... and a bit happy. She followed him through anyways.
After Note: I thought about going a bit further, but leaving here is fine. It's not much but it should help in story progression. She asked for help, now lets see how our hero is going to act. Til next time read and review and such. Hyphen dashes away.
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