A.N. So, I'm back from the wonderful trip to Moscow. It was nostalgic to stay in the hotel where I was at the age of six. I was introduced to the dean of the faculty I'm planning on studying in. I hope I've left a nice impression. Still have to pass exams, though.
"I just don't get it. What did she find in him?"
That day was going to come down in history. The day when Dipper was having a civil conversation with Robbie Valentino of all people. The teen had black hair in emo style, pale skin and several piercings in his ears. Robbie was wearing his usual skinny jeans, which got him a nickname from one shady Mystery Shack owner, and a black hoodie with a picture of the stitched bleeding heart on it. The teen looked even more gloomy than usual as he stared at the transpiring scene in front of them.
Danny went through with Wendy's request. Besides, he didn't have anything else to do. Once she got a time to spare between her shifts and other activities, he found a spot to show her some tricks. Stan hadn't allowed them to practice inside, but the weather was nice that day, so just outside did fine. He was wearing his white and red long sleeve T-shirt, while Wendy tied her green shirt around her waist, so it could be easier for the redhead to train in hand-to-hand. That's what they were doing, she listened, while Danny explained and demonstrated.
"Eh, I don't know," Dipper said slowly, still unaccustomed talking like that to Robbie. "It doesn't mean that they are together just because they are doing something together, enjoy the same music, hang out..." he stated the examples, sounding less and less confident with each word. "I don't know. Maybe because of the black hair and that creepy blue eyes of his."
"I have black hair too," Robbie mumbled. "It's not that important."
Meanwhile Danny raised his hand and blocked the hit, before his face gained a calculative look.
"That's a nice one. Just move your left leg a bit closer."
Wendy did as he told. "So, what's next?"
"Well, you are in a good physical shape, but if the opponent is too strong to overpower, what shall we do?"
"Step aside?"
"Exactly, the enemy's force will act against him. Try this on me."
Danny leaped forward and the redhead smoothly moved aside, additionally pushing the half ghost forward. But Danny managed to react and grabbed her hand, twisting and locking it carefully, in order not to harm her. He smirked smugly at the girl, who was trying to get out.
"Easy there, let's not run ahead of the train. But nice thinking."
"Thanks. Nice move too," Wendy smiled.
Danny and Wendy blushed slightly once they realized their position in a such close contact, but the first suddenly smirked again, before flipping her over and on the ground. The girl yelped at the motion and grunted slightly as she landed on the green grass. She looked up at Danny and narrowed her eyes.
"What was that for?"
"You should be more careful, red, that's another lesson. Be on guard."
Wendy suddenly smirked. She then swiped her leg and Danny lost his balance, unprepared for retaliation. He fell.
"Be on guard, City Boy," she said, before they both laughed.
Then they realized that Danny was atop of her. Phantom immediately rolled to the side and on the ground. They were silent after that. Wendy looked at the clock on her phone.
"Oh, sorry, dude, I've got to go," she said, jumping on her feet putting the green shirt on.
"It's not like I'm going anywhere," Danny responded, getting into sitting position.
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A bet (Gravity Falls x Danny Phantom crossover)
FanfictionDanny got used to the strange stuff. Mind you, he sees dead people daily, not mentioning that he is half of one. But when your friend is a floating dorito, all bets are off.