Fangs

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So I wrote this for Ectober 2019. I thought I'd add it here because why not. There will be two more coming right after this one.
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When Danny woke up that morning after about three hours of sleep, the first thing he noticed was that his mouth hurt. However, he'd gotten tossed around a lot the night before and figured it was just someone having gotten a lucky hit in, so he went about his day like he usually did.

It didn't take long to realize his classmates were staring at him. Still, again, he just assumed it was because his parents had been running around shouting about ghosts being evil. What he didn't realize was that they were staring at his mouth.

The first time he really got a clue was when Dash pushed him up against the lockers for his daily wailing. He gritted his teeth as it jostled a particularly painful bruise, and suddenly he was on the ground with Dash staring at him in horror before running off yelling something about fangs.

Wait, fangs?

Danny rushed to the bathroom, making sure no one was in the stalls before going to the mirrors and baring his teeth at his reflection. Sure enough, there were fangs right where his canines used to be.

He was shocked that Sam and Tucker had missed them. Or maybe they didn't tell him on purpose to mess with him. Either way, they were really obvious, long and pointy, and definitely the source of the pain he'd had in mouth since he woke up that morning. He was lucky he hadn't run into his parents before heading to school, or he really would've been in trouble.

Danny also now understood why people called him oblivious. How could he not notice he had fangs in his mouth?

He really needed to find out how to hide these that wasn't just never opening his mouth in front of normal humans again.

He had developed a new power recently that might help. He found that he could manipulate ectoplasm to shape it however he wanted. If his new fangs were because of him being half-ghost, which they undoubtedly were, maybe they were made out of ectoplasm too.

He couldn't do it now, though. He was about to be late for class, and he really didn't want to deal with another detention. His parents probably thought school let out at four o'clock at this point.
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Here it is. Hope you like.
~clarinetily

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