The Other Halfa: Part II - Danny Phantom the Series

Micromanagement: Part 7

"I'm so sorry! I-I don't know what came over me and just..." I began to ramble on, refusing to meet Danny's eyes out of embarrassment, when thankfully Dash interrupted me. 

"Way to go, dudes! I knew I could count on you." 

"Yeah, well, without my powers that made two of us, so thanks, I couldn't have wished for better fitness buddies. Maybe you're not that bad after all," Danny says, grabbing the Fenton Crammer from me. 

"Thanks. Hey, what do you say we hang around here and stuff Fenturd's head in the toilet?! You know, just for giggles?" 

Dash started to crack up as I crossed my arms and Danny flipped the switch, shrinking Dash again as we gave him an annoyed blank stare.

"I DON'T DO PUNY!" We hear him shout, and Danny turns to me, about to say something, when I feel my phone ping and I see a text from my fitness buddy. 

"I got to go, but uh...We'll talk later, ok?" Danny gives me a nod as I fly off, a light shade of pink dusting my cheeks.

Did I just mess up? Should I have kissed him? Ugh, God, what was I thinking?!

~

It was finally the day of the fitness test, and Sam, Dash, Ms. Testlaff, and Danny's parents watched from the sidelines. Ms. Testlaff started the timer after blowing the whistle. Everyone took off running towards the first obstacle.

Danny, Tucker, and my buddy reached the pull bar, doing a few in a row before moving on. They then started to climb the rope.

"Ha! Just like climbing the wires up to the ops center!"

"Or chinning up to a killer bird's nest on a tree branch of EMPTY LIES!" Tucker then chimed in as they made it to the top, hopped down, and made it to the finish line. 

"Well, it's not record time, but it's good enough to pass," Testlaff comments.

"Thanks," The boys say in unison while panting. 

"Not you three, you three. Good job whipping those whimps into shape."

She hands Dash, Sam, and me a medal.

"You do realize this is the last thing we'll ever do together, though I wouldn't mind working with you again (y/n)," Dash said, winking at me, and I shuddered while Sam responded to him.

"Count on it! Does this thing come in black?" 

I turn my attention to the boys when I hear Danny start to speak...More like pant. 

"Well, ghost beaten." 

"Test passed," Tucker chimed in before Danny continued. 

"Self-worth restored and got closer to (y/n)...Ready?" 

"Yeah- Wait! You got closer to (y/n)?"

Danny gave a quick nod as Tucker pointed at him, stating, "You're telling me about it later." 

The two then fall to the ground in exhaustion, and I giggle at their antics while Sam grabs a few water bottles as I go to help them back up.

"I'm so proud, our boy finally has the physical prowess of a sixty-year-old president! Cheers to you, Son!" Jack called from the bleachers, tearing up with pride as Maddie poured more ice into his cup, one of those cubes containing Skulker. 

"Here, Jack, let me freshen up that root beer."

After the boys felt better and got some water in their system, Tucker spilled the beans. "I'm glad you two are getting along better now, maybe I won't have to stay up listening to Danny rant about all the things he loves or misses about you. The dude is seriously in love!" 

Danny's face went red as he shouted, "TUCKER!" 

I try to hold in my laughter but fail miserably as Danny looks at me with an embarrassed look as he shouts, "WHAT?!" 

"You're pouting," I answer, a few giggles escaping me as Danny hides his face in his hands, and I smile and shake my head at the boy.

Last Edit - September 26th, 2020

Revised - August 27th, 2025