Danny Phantom - Phantom's Gay?|Pitch Pearl

Part Tw0

'I must be mental.' Danny thought to himself as he dived into the glowing green net of the giant dream catcher, pain flooded his nerves as he felt himself split into two.

-Time_Skip-

Fenton knew he was heading face first towards the floor. Before he could break his nose, however, he felt two gloved forearms hook under his armpits. The raven haired male turned his head awkwardly up at his ghostly twin.

"Careful, Fenton." Phantom grinned, green eyes bright. Fenton raised his eyebrow, then realised that Phantom was still carrying him.

"Phantom?"

"Hmm?"

"You can put me down now."

"Oh. Right."

As soon as the human's feet were on the ground, Fenton turned to Phantom.

"So..." Began Fenton.

"What now?" The two teens asked in sync.

"Even when we don't share a body, we still think alike." Phantom stated, eyeing Fenton.

"No... really?" Fenton asked sarcastically, "We *were* the same person two minutes ago."

"Fair point."

"Danny?" They both froze at the sound of their mother's voice. Phantom opened his mouth to reply but Fenton covered it.

"Yes, mom?" The human called, facing the direction of the door but not tearing his blue eyed gaze from the specter.

"Dinner's ready."

"I'll be right down." As soon as the words left the human's mouth, a cyan vapour escaped Phantom's lips.

"See ya, Phantom." Fenton smirked as the ghost shot him an annoyed glare before phasing through the window. Fenton chuckled and made his way to meet his family.

-Time_Skip-

"Danny. You okay?" Sam asked Fenton, who had once again began to space out.

"Huh, what?" Fenton looked around wildly, to see his two best friends looking at him with a hint of worry in their expressions.

"Ghost fights keeping you up?" Tucker whispered as Mr Lancer passed.

"Not exactly." In all honesty Fenton had been up half the night worrying about Phantom, who had been out fighting ghosts. He knew Phantom was capable of handling himself, after all he had experienced first hand what he could do, however, Fenton couldn't help but wonder if he was alright.

"Sure?"

"Yep."

"If you say so."

The short conversation ended as the three friends walked into the classroom. Mr Lancer appeared shocked that Danny wasn't late for once.

-Time_Skip-

It was odd, not having his ghost sense go off every ten minutes, but, nevertheless, Fenton was glad he was able to avoid detention for 'skipping class'. Phantom was stuck dealing with the ghosts, poor guy. Fenton had noticed that Sam and Tucker kept sending glances, both at him and at each other, but ignored it, even though they interigate him later to find out why he wasn't suspisious about it.

Soon, the bell for the end of the day rang out and everyone began to pack up their stuff. The goth and the techno geek immediently made their way to the dark-haired male.

"Danny."

"Yeah, Sam?"

"Dude, we need to talk."