To Soulkeeper, I'm really glad you like this story! You're welcome that I update this piece, but I want you and everyone who reads this to know that I write this because you all like it. I wouldn't write this if I thought no one wanted to read it. So really, thank you for giving me the motivation to keep writing this.
The moment I woke up, I knew something was wrong. Not wrong as in bad, but wrong as in... well, wrong.
For starters, Danny had me pinned underneath him as he slept. The older boy clutched me to him like a child would a teddy bear, and I felt a blush rise up on my cheeks. It seemed that I was blushing more and more as of late, as my crush on the boy above me developed into something bigger. Next, my core was beating irregularly fast. As a halfa, my core takes the place of my heart and it functions just as a heart would. In a ghost, it would just supply the powers for said ghost. The third thing that was wrong, we weren't at FentonWorks.
Instead, we were at... Kitty's realm in the Ghost Zone?
Oh good, because that made me happy. Not. The only reason I could think of that Kitty would want me here for would be to force me to confess my crush on Danny. To Danny. Not okay. In the recent times when she'd kidnapped me to mess with my hair, I hadn't really minded. I could share things with Kitty that I couldn't share with Sam, because Sam would almost definitely run to Danny with it and tell him. I wasn't exactly a threat to Sam.
Kitty, on the other hand, kept secrets well. She was the one to encourage me to even tell Sam that I had a crush on him, and I definitely wouldn't have done that without her pushing. So Kitty knew much more about my crush than Sam did though I did keep certain information to myself, such as how I had the increasing urge to hold his hand the longer time went on. I was sure that Clockwork was doing this on purpose. He must have been having fun watching me squirm. At least, whatever past for fun around him.
Danny shifted just then, pulling me onto his chest as he laid down on his back. My blush heightened and I squirmed a little, embarrassed by the position I was in. Instead of releasing me, Danny's grip got tighter the more I squirmed, so I eventually had to stop so that I could keep being good at breathing.
"Rose, no," Danny mumbled, and I froze. "Don't leave..." He shifted yet again, rolling over and curling up around my body. I stared at my raven-haired crush and sighed, cuddling close. As long as Danny wasn't awake, I might as well enjoy the time as I had it. However, my slight movement woke Danny up and he groaned in sleepiness and hugged me closer for a moment before realizing what he was doing and letting me go.
"S-Sorry," he mumbled, not looking at me. Though, I wasn't looking at him either.
"I-It's alright." I glanced around the room in surprise. I hadn't noticed it earlier, but we had been laying on Kitty's guest bed. A familiar guitar was set up against the wall, and I smiled a little. Ember was here, then. No wonder Kitty was acting. I acted a little better around Ember because I was terrified of her. Next to me, Danny frowned as he sees the guitar.
"Don't worry, I'll get us out of here, Rose," he assured me. However, I grabbed onto his arm before he could change into Phantom, using my puppy dog stare against him.
"Don't hurt either of them, Danny," I whined. "Kitty is my friend and Ember has never hurt me. If they took the trouble of getting us here and leaving us unharmed, then there's obviously a reason for it."
He opened his mouth to argue, but he promptly shut it as Ember interrupted us.
"That's right, babypop and dipstick," Ember chuckled. I had a feeling that I happened to be "babypop". Ember used that name against me a lot. Though, that meant that Danny was "dipstick". Not a better alternative to babypop. "You two are here to help Kitty and me. Kitty's getting bored of styling babypop's hair and I'm getting bored of practicing with dipstick. So we're switching."
Danny and I groaned simultaneously.
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I dodged another one of Ember's attacks as she tried to focus on hitting me. I was a much smaller, much more agile target than Danny, and Ember had been having trouble with Klemper recently. Klemper avoided her attacks all too easily and he was beginning to be an annoyance to her. I understood, even though I had made friends with Klemper just to get him on my side. He was okay, he wasn't as annoying when you finally agreed to be his friend. But, well, he was just a little weird.
Either way, I was practicing with Ember and Danny was being forced to suffer through Kitty's hair-styling. It was a nice change, but I couldn't imagine how Danny felt. I tried not to get distracted, I really did, but staying focused on avoiding Ember's attacks was getting difficult. Ember must have been frustrated, because she sighed and stopped her attacking.
"Alright, babypop, tell me what I gotta do to hit you!" Ember's eyes glowed and her hair flared, making her look even scarier than she normally did.
"First off, you're aiming for me," I told her, and she raised one eyebrow.
"What am I supposed to do, aim off to your side?" she scoffed.
"Actually, yes. You have to anticipate where I'm going to go, and shoot there. More often than not, you'll hit me." Before I finished speaking, she tried to shoot me. I tried to dodge to the side but then I realized that was where she had shot the bolt of ecto-energy. It hit me in the stomach and I went flying, smashing down on Kitty's island. Kitty herself came running out following by Danny, who had been forced into Phantom form and whose white hair was now styled into a cowlick.
"Ember!" Kitty scolded as she helped me sit up, gasping for breath. Ember had hit me directly in my still-mending ribs and I was certain they'd broken all over again. I could actually feel them shifting themselves back into their places. "You were supposed to be practicing, not trying to kill him! Did you have to have your guitar on full blast?"
Danny glared at Ember as she spoke, flustered and actually concerned. It surprised me. "Sorry! I didn't expect to actually hit the babypop! Jeez, do you think I hurt him badly?" She leaned over me, reaching one hand out hesitantly. She was surprising me today, this was so out of character. Maybe she liked me more than I thought she did; I'd always assumed she hated me because Skulker, her boyfriend, wanted my pelt on his wall.
"No, " I coughed. "You may have just broken three of my ribs right before they were going to finish healing, but you didn't hurt me too badly. You caught me by surprise, though." I looked up at her, grinning in a painful sort of way. "If you can catch Klemper like that then I don't think you'll have any problems."
"I've got to take you home," Danny fretted, picking me up bridal style. I blushed and glanced away from him, ignoring Kitty's victorious smirk. "Thanks, Kitty. For not killing me, I mean."
"Don't expect it to be like that next time, Danny," she warned, her smirk getting bigger. "Don't forget my suggestion."
"I won't." Oh good, more code. Just what I needed. Danny shook out Kitty's hair-styling, making her frown, and flew us back to the Fenton Ghost Portal. I was so tired that I fell asleep halfway there.
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"Rose!" Mrs. Fenton stormed into Danny's room, startling me awake. "Why didn't you tell us you lived in an abandoned apartment? You could have been staying with us!"
"Um- ah- uh- reasons?" I winced at her motherly look.
"You and Danny are going to your living space and getting all of your things. You are moving in here," she declared. She stood me up and pushed me out, no argument heard. Danny was smirking a little, and now Kitty's "suggestion" made sense to me. I groaned as Mrs. Fenton pushed us both out of the door.
"I have cats!" I protested. "They might not need me to feed them, but they're mine and if I bring them here, they could easily get sick or hurt here!"
Mrs. Fenton didn't even hesitate. "You're going to have to give them to the local pet shelter. Your life is worth much more than theirs."
Within an hour, my five cats (the father cat, the mother cat, and the three kittens) had been given to the pet shelter and the little belongings I owned had been transported to FentonWorks. Danny had rather eagerly agreed to share his room with me, insisting to his mother that we could both sleep on his bed and that there really was no need to get out the inflatable mattress or have me sleep in the guest room. She let it go rather willingly, as long as I had a place to actually stay I guessed.
Mrs. Fenton made sure that I understood the rules of the house. Curfew was 10. Running near the lab was not permitted. Chores were expected of everyone. Mr. Fenton made sure that I knew that I now had to listen to him talk about his ghost-hunting weapons, though I did manage to convince him not to test them on me or Danny and to instead test them on real ghosts or himself. Jazz made sure that I knew that I was now subject to her psycho-analyses and that "resistance is futile". I laughed at that and told her that my mental state was perfectly fine, but that I'd come to her if I started needed her psychiatrist help.
And Danny, of course, made sure that I knew that there was no getting out of this. I was here to stay and after that day, I lived at FentonWorks.