I have never watched Danny Phantom, sorry if he's OOC.
Summary: Damian Wayne visits Amity Park to investigate a Lazarus Pit and meets Danny Fenton, the town's ghost ghost-hunting hero.
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Amity Park was a weird place, but Damian Wayne was used to weird. After all, Gotham was practically the epicenter of strangeness. Still, there was something about this town—maybe it was the pervasive cold, or the way the shadows seemed to linger just a little too long in certain places—that made him feel uneasy. And Damian Wayne did not do uneasy.
He’d come to Amity Park on business, investigating a potential Lazarus Pit that the League of Assassins had supposedly hidden beneath the town’s thick layer of ghostly activity. It was supposed to be a quick, in-and-out mission. He hadn’t anticipated running into Danny Fenton.
The two boys stood on a rooftop, the wind whipping through their hair. Below them, the streets of Amity Park were quiet, but Damian knew better. This town was never really quiet—not with all the spectral activity buzzing just beneath the surface. Danny, standing a few feet away, gave Damian one of his trademark cocky grins, his white hair glowing faintly in the moonlight.
“So,” Danny said, crossing his arms and leaning casually against the ledge, “what’s Gotham’s golden boy doing in my neck of the woods? Trying to steal my gig?”
Damian, his expression as impassive as ever, narrowed his eyes. “I’m not here for whatever it is you do, Fenton.”
Danny raised an eyebrow. “Ghost-hunting isn’t as glamorous as it sounds, you know. It’s dirty work. Dangerous.” He smirked, tilting his head toward Damian. “You’d love it.”
Damian rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m not interested in your ghost-hunting. I’m here for something else. Something far more important.”
“Oh, yeah?” Danny asked, leaning in a little, his eyes sparking with curiosity. “What could possibly be more important than hunting down malevolent spirits and saving the world on a weekly basis?”
Damian’s lips twitched slightly. “My business doesn’t concern you.”
Danny chuckled, stepping closer, completely unfazed by Damian’s usual stoicism. “I think everything in this town concerns me. I mean, it is my town.”
Damian shot him a sidelong glance. “Is that so?”
“Yep,” Danny said, straightening up, his grin widening. “Amity Park’s local superhero. I handle all the weird stuff. So, if you’re here for ‘business,’ that means we’re sharing turf.”
Damian’s eyes flicked to Danny’s, a challenging glint in his gaze. “This town isn’t big enough for the both of us, Fenton.”
Danny blinked, then threw his head back and laughed, the sound echoing in the cold night air. “Wow. Dramatic much? What are you gonna do, fight me for it?”
“Maybe,” Damian replied, his tone dead serious.
Danny sobered up, still smiling but with a more thoughtful look in his eyes. “Look, man, I’m not looking for a fight. But if you really think we can’t both stay here…” His grin turned mischievous. “Let’s run away together!”
Damian blinked. “What?”
“You heard me,” Danny said, stepping closer again, leaning into Damian’s personal space with a teasing smirk. “Let’s blow this joint! Join a street gang, maybe. Or…” He tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Is NASA recruiting?”
Damian frowned, but there was the faintest twitch at the corner of his mouth—something that Danny didn’t miss. “NASA?”
“Yeah, why not?” Danny shrugged. “I mean, think about it. Instead of fighting over one little town, we could take on the entire galaxy. You and me, the ultimate team-up.” He gestured widely, as if imagining their grand adventure. “Ghosts, space, street gangs—whatever comes our way.”
Damian shook his head, though he couldn’t help the small smirk that finally escaped his control. “You’re insufferable.”
Danny’s grin only widened. “But you love it.”
Damian looked at him for a long moment, the cold wind ruffling his cape. There was something about Danny’s energy that was contagious—something about his enthusiasm that made even Damian feel a little less serious.
“I wouldn’t go that far,” Damian finally said, though his tone had softened.
Danny leaned in even closer, eyes twinkling. “Give it time, Robin. I grow on people.”
Damian met his gaze steadily, his smirk lingering. “We’ll see about that.”
They stood there in companionable silence for a moment, the city of Amity Park stretching out below them. Despite all the tension that had hung between them when they first met, there was a strange kind of balance now. Maybe even a little spark of something more.
“So,” Danny said after a while, nudging Damian’s shoulder playfully. “Do you think we’d make good astronauts?”
Damian chuckled softly, shaking his head. “You’d be an absolute disaster in space.”
Danny’s eyes gleamed with mischief. “Exactly! That’s what makes it fun.” He tilted his head toward Damian again, a playful grin tugging at his lips. “Come on, Damian. Admit it. You’d miss me if I left.”
Damian didn’t respond right away, but there was a softness in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. “True, I’d rather keep you where I can see you,” he said, his voice low but teasing.
Danny’s grin turned a little more genuine. “Is that your way of saying you’re sticking around?”
Damian met his gaze, something unspoken passing between them. “Maybe this town is big enough for the both of us.”
Danny’s eyes sparkled with amusement and something warmer. “Guess we’ll find out.”
End
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