Seeing Double

Duet With Myself - Part 5

"It's the Big Dipper, Fenton! It's the easiest one to spot, look, it's right there." Phantom tried pointing with his head, bobbing it back and forth towards the sky.

He looked like someone who woke up with neck pain and spent their entire morning trying to shake it off.

He looked like someone who wanted to dance, but didn't have the courage to get up so he just nodded along to the beat.

He looked like-

"Fenton, look at the stars."

They were floating just above the clouds. It was a little hard to breath, the air was so thin.

That's why Danny was feeling light headed. It made perfect sense.

"Sorry, sorry," Danny said. "My eyes are back on the distant dots. Yep, they totally look like... something. I can actually see the invisible lines playing connect the dot. What a super power."

"You're horrible."

How was he supposed to pay attention to the stupid stars while being cradled in Phantom's arms? It wasn't exactly a bridal carry. More like Tarzan and Jane. Spiderman and MJ. But there was no vine, no spider web. Just Phantom floating untethered above the clouds.

And glowing more brightly than the stars.

"You're cold, aren't you?" Phantom said. "We should go back."

"Not yet! I'm not that cold." Danny kept his eyes firmly on the sky. "I finally found the Big Dipper."

"Liar."

"I know you are, but what am I."

"You're a human who needs warmth. And sleep. It's getting late."

Danny didn't answer.

Instead he tightened his hold around Phantom's shoulders and put his face against the ghost's neck. He knew better than to try and look around while they were flying.

And that was all the answer Phantom needed.

oOo

At school the next day, he accidentally fell asleep in class. Lancer slammed a textbook by his head and Danny bolted upright. "I'm up!"

Cue laughter, yada yada. He could care less. As Lancer paced around and lectured about responsibility and the importance of the midterm exam a note landed on his desk.

Something's going on.

He glanced over at Sam. She twirled a finger around in a look around kind of way. But when he glanced around at their peers he couldn't figure out what she meant.

Lancer was pissed today because students were slacking off. He had a pile of phones on his desk, each of them attached to earbuds, and he gestured at them as he ranted. "And don't try to tell me the music is helping you study. It's a myth! A needless distraction..."

When he looked over at Sam again she was glaring at him. He shrugged. She rolled her eyes and threw another note over: Look at their clothes!

It was true that there was a lot of black. Ever since Paulina's goth princess makeover it had become a trend, but there were also a lot of of neon blue. Neon blue bracelets and shoes. Neon blue hair streaks and eye shadow. It looked like merch of some kind, but he didn't know what for.

"So what?" he whispered.

She pointed at Tucker, who was also wearing black and neon blue. That in itself wouldn't have been so odd. Except that, for the first time in years, he wasn't wearing his red beanie.