Hi this is DaniMason! I have many things to say. Luckily I am starting to get a second wind and passion for this story, so the quality is going to be good and I am going to finish this story even if it kills me. Anyway Happy Thanksgiving! What are you guys thankful for? I am grateful for my family and Fanfiction personally.

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There really is not much to say regarding the training. Me and Star. I especially got my butt kicked, though Star did get her butt kicked too. We kicked their butts too. We obviously needed more practice, but it was a start and, we both know where our skill level was at. I learned a few new moves. Black Canary decided I would spare with her once a week so I could learn how to fight better. I would also train in my human form so I could learn how to fight without power.

Both of us were very sore, and we both headed over to the headquarters. It was empty. Me and Star made plans to take a nice hot bath and shower. After about an hour, we both came out to the living room and, we were both in a set of lounge PJs we had left there. She wearing a white button short sleeve shirt and matching white shorts with a pair of orange jelly sandals. Her long blonde hair was wet and in a fishtail braid.

I thought she looked beautiful, even in those jelly sandals. I was wearing a pair of red plaid shorts and a white t-shirt. My hair was still damp.

"Hey, Danny do you want to watch TV?"

"Sure, what do you want to watch? Friends?"

"No, I am not in the mood for constant Oh my God and stressful tones of voices."

"Fair, how about The Office."

"That sounds better."

I turned on the Smart TV and went to Netflix. While the Office was playing in the background with us talking to each other on and off. Star paused to go get snacks, and to the restroom at one point.

Eventually, we started kissing, and after about two minutes, we snuggled. As much as you can in the summer. We both just intertwined our feet.

After a few episodes, we turned off the TV. We started just talking to each other. We stayed up for several hours laughing. Gosh, I loved hanging out with her!

"What is your favorite animal, Danny?"

"Dogs. I love training Cujo."

"Wow, you have it bad for dogs."

"What is yours?"

"I love dogs too!"

Then we eventually got drunk off the lack of sleep and decided to write fanfiction and publish it. The problem was choosing a fandom to victimize. Star and I nixed real-life people's fandoms. Even though it would be fun to write crack fanfiction of One Direction with the kidnapping trope. We decided it was too weird to make up stories about real-life people.

We were currently bickering about if writing fanfiction about Arrow counted.

Star exclaimed, "Green Arrow is a real person Danny. He sleeps, eats and he does breath".

"But Star, we would be writing fanfiction on the show."

"And the show is based on a real-life person."

"Exactly, we would be writing fanfiction based off of fanfiction."

"That makes absolutely no sense Danny!"

"We would be writing about a fictional character because the public knows much about Green Arrow. Hell, do you know anything about him?"

"No, I know nothing about him. I guess that is a good point."

Eventually, we decided to write fanfiction about Harry Potter. We wrote about the staff meetings in Hogwarts. Here is a snippet of the fanfiction.

"Hi, I am Dumbledore. And here are my plans to make the Hogwarts students' lives hell!

"McGonagall: Albus, we all know your name!"

"Anywaysie, we are going to store a dangerous, highly sought-after rock called the Philosophers Stone or, for all the Americans out there, the Sorcerers Stone! The only defenses protecting it will be able to be defeated by students!"

"Albus, you are an absolute genius! Stunning with your gaudy robes and horrible fashion sense, but everyone thinks it suits you, barmy old man!" Sprout shouts

…Snape thought Dumbledore hung the sun because he believed him about still loving Lily Potter. No one else ever seemed to believe him about it. Much to Snape's confusion. He has not washed his hair since Lily Potter touched it when he crashed her wedding and tried to marry her in place of James Potter.

Lily in her mind-controlled state (this is Snape's thought process, not fact) banged Snape's head into the altar several times until Snape ran away.

Anyway, Snape knew that Professor Querrel was to be possessed by Voldermort or Tommy Boy. He was stalking him for Voldermort.

We laughed and kept making it worst and worst. It was starting to look kind of like My Immortal by Tara Gilesibe, with fewer misspellings and fewer goths and preps. It filled Danny and Star with joy to create. They finished the first chapter and. They both decided to create a joint fanfiction account to post this comedy gold.

The account was on and, their username was spookydogs1234. They then sent the link to the story to Sam, Tucker, and Jazz and asked them what they thought. They all thought it was stupid so they got what they wanted.

They fell asleep at 5:00 am. They fell asleep in a pile on the couch. They both woke up to the smell of cooking bacon and eggs. Tucker was cooking them breakfast. They both blushed a bit while untangling. With grunts of pain, in a few minutes, they managed to start making their way into the kitchen.

"Good morning Tucker. Thanks for cooking."

"Yes, thank you Tucker for the food. And Good Morning. "

"You are welcome. It is Good Afternoon now".

Star exclaimed, "Crap my parents must have noticed my absence"!

Luckily her parents did not notice that she was gone. And my parents had no idea either. No groundings for either of them.

After breakfast, we had a light workout and sparred a bit. I could not stop being hopeful for the future. I would later find out just how wrong I was, that we were in for a whopper of a time. We may have not gotten much of a Happy Ending, we stayed together through it all. Star made my life better and I hope I made her life better too.