Danny Phantom: Anti-Gravity

Chapter Seven: Exposisional Encounters

Kaleidoscope truth from the ones who hold it
Keeping the hostage alive
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Recap:

Sam: *Rubbing a shiny rock against Danny's face*

Danny: *resting bitch face*

Sam: Why won't he evolve?

Tucker: *grinning* He already legendary.

Danny: *makes heart sign with hands at Tucker* Awe...

Tucker: *does the same*

Danny: No homo though, bro.

Tucker: Nah, all the homo, bro.

Danny: *wipes away tear* Bro.

Sam: You two are so gay... I'm okay with this.

Danny: *makes a heart sign with hands at Sam* No homo bro.

Sam: I should be offended but at this point I practically am a bro.

Tucker: Welcome to the bro-therhood. We wear pink on Wednesdays.

Danny: *hands Sam a membership card* Get seven stamps on that baby and you get a free hug from the bro of your choice.

Sam:*pockets the card* But it is only you two right?

Dani: *appears with a sagely expression* So I heard you've been inducted into the Bro-therhood...
*holds up card with seven stamps* I demand a hug, Bro-ther Manson.

Danny: You cannot comprehend how deep the Bro-therhood's roots descend.

Sam: Dani is the only other one isn't she? *hugging Dani*

Danny/Tucker/Dani: Yes... 😥
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And now the epic continuation.
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Midnight is not generally the time one takes to talk to their teacher. But it was the only time Danny was sure the others were asleep. So against his better judgement he opened the door to his room and let the teacher in. Mr Lancer was, perhaps, not the worst person to have found out. Danny had yet to figure out of Paulina or his parents reaction would be the most troublesome. One wanted to marry his alter ego and the others wanted to tear him apart. Molecule by tiny, probably painful to be ripped, molecule. Actually yeah... His parents were most likely the worst. He could say no to Paulina, gods only know he would.

There was one thing Danny was wrong about however. It was not just him and Mr Lancer awake so late at night. Dash was currently knocking on the door to a certain Goth's bedroom hoping she was awake. The door opened to reveal a disheveled and pissed off looking Sam. "What? Dash? Wrong door, the she-witch is three doors down." Sam mumbled.

"She-witch?" Dash asked mildly confused.

"She-who-must-always-be-witchy. With a capital B." Sam huffed rubbing her eyes tiredly.

"Oh Paulina." Dash said snapping his fingers.

"That's what I said." Sam replied making Dash snort and roll his eyes.

"Actually I was looking for you. Cause I have theories, and I should take them to Danny but I'm kinda... Not scared..."

"Anxious?" She offered at the same time as he said, "Absolutely terrified."

They stared at each other for a moment before she side and gestured for him to step inside. He looked around, it was all purple and black stylised, and kind of crypt like. He guessed that suited her. He wondered idly what Danny's room looked like, their, Sam, Tucker and Danny's, rooms were personalised since they came here often whereas the class had guest rooms. He half expected to turn around to see the bed was a coffin but it was a normal four-poster with dark purple curtains to draw around it, black and purple sheets and blankets. She flopped ungracefully onto the bed and he raised and eyebrow. "Nice interior decorating." He mused.