The secrets we're keeping could be used
To light the dark
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Recap:
Dash: Sometimes I question your sense of judgement.
Danny: Sometimes I question my sexuality.
Dash: What?
Danny: What?
OR
Kwan: Daddy's calling.
Danny: Dash is sleeping, show some respect.
Kawn: What?
Danny: What?
OR
Sam: Is something burning?
Danny: Could just be me being a flaming bisexual.
Sam: *stares*
Danny: Aaand the kitchens on fire.
Sam: *looks to see the kitchen ablaze*
Sam: *screams*
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And now the epic continuation.
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"Hi Danny." Said a voice almost as sickly sweet as the syrup currently drowning his banana pancakes. He looked up and squinted slightly. Danny was a good boy, he never went to church because his science minded family didn't believe in a one true almighty being. He wasn't sure where he stood with the whole thing considering there did seem to be an afterlife. But he knew enough from general public knowledge. He felt secure in his assumption as he tilted his head slightly and asked with serious curiousity,
"Satan?"
Sam stared at him for a second from across the table and then covered her mouth to hide the smirk, prodding her dairy free, wheat grass pancakes. Tucker was dying because he inhaled a chunk of his bacon pancakes. Mikey pausing his own breakfast to roughly pat the fellow nerd on the back to help dislodge the pancake chunk. Danny looked behind him to see Paulina quickly covering up a scowl. "Oh hey. Didn't see you there, lurking over my shoulder." Danny said turning back to his breakfast.
"Can I sit here?" She asked gesturing to the empty seat beside him. Danny nodded painfully trusting, while Dash, who was to his right, watched the latina warily. Knowing she would only be caught sitting next to Danny if she had some sort of scheme. "Thank you." She cooed in her, 'I'm being sweet for personal gain', voice.
Danny hummed in reply and reached for the syrup, what was quickly snatched away by Sam. "I think you've successfully drowned your pancakes Danny, I'm suspending your syrup rights." She said. Danny pouted but started to eat his food with little complaint. The rest was silent save for Tucker teasing Sam, asking if she wanted to try his pancake and Sam hissing in distaste as the bacon chunks in the carnivores breakfast.
Danny turned to Dash. "What flavour do you have?" Danny asked.
"Vanilla." Dash replied. "Simple but tasty."
"Swap you one for one?" Dash mulled it over and then carefully lifted one and plopped it on Danny's plate the same times Danny gave him a banana one. They were both happy with the swap.
"I have blueberry." Paulina interjected. Danny smiled awkwardly at her.
"That's nice. Did you want to swap?" Danny asked. Paulina paused, that didn't seem to have been what she'd expected from the conversation. She shook her head.
"I wanted to know what flavour you chose today." She said calmly.
"Same as I always choose." Danny grinned, successfully blinding the popular girl with how damn sunny in was. Her eyes flickered to Manson, wondering how the Goth withstood such a bright personality. Only to see the girl had pulled sunglasses seemingly out of no where and was wearing them. "Banana is the superior pancake."
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Danny Phantom: Anti-Gravity
Fanfic'All the blood that we're bleeding could fill up a broken heart. The secrets we're keeping could be used to light the dark.' When Lancers class is pulled into the ghost zone new things are learned that could never be learnt from a book. Things about...
