One-Shots

Danny Phantom: Dream Is A Reality - Part 2

I got more plot idea for this one shot and decided to add on to it! If you haven't read the first part, I highly recommend it!

Danny said nothing of the incident after that. He'd stared at them for a few more seconds before heading up to his room and locking himself inside.

He had school the next day. So did Sam and Tucker.

He waited later than normal. He didn't have the stomach to walk with his friends to school that day, not when he was keeping secrets, and they knew.

He fidgeted nervously and pushed open the doors, but thankfully, nobody paid much attention to him.

Except the goth and techno geek standing down the hall by his locker.

Danny swallowed and took slow steps forward, head bowed and trepidation in his gut.

When he reached his locker, he didn't speak nor did he look up. He fumbled with his lock, desperate not to make eye contact and flung it open with more force than necessary, causing the hinges to snap and the door to fall to the tile.

Students jumped at the loud bang that echoed in the hallways and glanced at the Freak Trio.

Sam and Tucker stared wide-eyed, along with the rest of the student body.

Danny took a deep breath that was only out of habit and laughed nervously. "Geez, these guys need to fix the lockers. I mean, that's just dangerous."

No eyes dropped away, and Danny shuffled anxiously. Damn him and his fate to draw attention!

Danny glared at the floor, and ignoring the foreign and familiar eyes drilling into him, he grabbed his stuff and stomped away.

Sam was the first to snap out of it. "Danny!" She cried, rushing to go after him.

Tucker blinked and glanced at the locker door Danny had torn off. He frowned and scurried after his two friends.

Nobody followed.

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Danny was done. He didn't even make it halfway to Lancer's class before he abruptly dropped his books to the floor and fled to the male bathrooms, Sam and Tucker quickly trailing after him.

"Danny, stop!" Sam begged.

"Come on, dude! Just talk to us!" Tucker said desperately.

Danny ignored them, a buzzing noise filling the void of silence in his head.

He barged into the bathroom, leaning heavily on the first sink and taking deep breaths.

Tucker followed before Sam did, but she came to, despite that females weren't allowed.

"Danny..." Sam said softly.

Danny didn't answer, merely breathing harshly as if it would relieve whatever pain he felt in his chest. His knuckles turned white to camouflage with the sink as he clutched it in a death grip.

He gritted his teeth and looked up, staring at his reflection with a sneer.

"Danny?" Tucker asked wearily.

Danny didn't even think about what he was doing. On impulse, his hand came up, formed into a fist, and pulsated with a green glow. He snarled before reeling back and smashing the mirror.

The loud shatter had both humans flinching whereas Danny hadn't budged.

Of course, not only was the mirror beyond repair, but the wall had been smashed halfway through, too. Some glass shards seemed to be partly melted and others cold or frozen, as contradictory as it seemed.