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DannyMay Day 2–Home. Lara Holland, my OC, has just started life in her new home of Amity Park, after the mysterious Ghost Girl and her family moved from Phoenix, Arizona.
theres nothing frozen about this i literally just used the word in my fic once
Dash stepped out of his truck, locking the door behind him. Shrugging his backpack onto his shoulder, Dash headed towards the front entrance of Casper High where he could see his friends waiting.
“Hey! Dash! Where have you been? I was trying to text you all day yesterday but you never answered me.” Kwan said, throwing an arm around Dash’s shoulder.
“Haha, sorry.” Dash said, scratching the side of his face. “I kind of wanted a sort of relaxing weekend. Decided to just go for a couple walks and all that.”
“Where’s your jacket?” Paulina asked. “Not that I’m complaining. It’s nice to finally see you wearing something other than your letterman jacket but something must seriously be up if you don’t have it.”
Dash scoffed. “I do not wear my letterman jacket that much.”
“Sorry to break it to you bro but you’re hardly ever seen without it.” Kwan said.
“Ooh did you finally meet some girl Dash? Did she sweep you off your feet enough for you to lend it to her?” Star asked, a teasing look on her face.
“What? No!” Dash exclaimed.
“Well then where is-” Paulina got cut off.
“Uh, Dash?”
Dash turned around to see Danny standing behind him, sheepishly holding his hoodie and letterman jacket in both hands. He held them out to him. “Here.”
“Thanks.” Dash grabbed them from Danny, who gave him an awkward thumbs up and walked away. When Dash had put his jacket on and re-shouldered his backpack, he looked up to see all his friends following Danny with their eyes.
“Why did Danny have your jacket?” Kwan asked.
Dash was trying to loop his hoodie over part of his backpack strap when he replied without thinking. “I gave them to him on Saturday.”
“YOU’RE AN ITEM?!” Star and Paulina shrieked together.
Dash stilled, frozen to the spot. Slowly he turned and looked back up at his friends again. Star and Paulina looked very confused but Kwan looked like he was trying not to laugh at them.
“What?” Dash asked, chuckling nervously.
“When a guy gives their letterman jacket to someone else that means that they’re in a steady relationship.” Paulina said, gesturing with her hands. “Why else would someone give someone else their jacket?”
“Uh, because it’s cold out?” Dash said.
“But it’s part of the high school code, Dash!”
Dash snorted. “You know what also had all sorts of dumb rules and codes? The A-Lister club. That’s why we got rid of the membership and paperwork, remember?”
“But why would you give Fenton your jacket if you’re not dating him then? It doesn’t make sense.” Star said, crossing her arms.
Dash ran a hand down her face. “Haven’t you guys ever thought of being nice? It was raining? And cold?”
“It sounds so romantic!” Paulina fake sobbed.
“If you and Danny aren’t dating then what were you guys doing before you gave him your jacket?” Kwan asked.
“Uh.” Dash hadn’t thought he needed to come up with a lie. He didn’t think through the fact that in order for Danny to return his jacket and hoodie at school on Monday would involve doing it in front of someone. It didn’t matter if it was his friends or not, Casper High’s rumor mill was faster than even the news station covering ghost attacks.
What was he gonna say? That Danny was being chased by ghost hunters? That he literally ran right into Dash and punched him? That he was actually thinking about Danny before he showed up and couldn’t stop thinking about him all of Sunday?
Apparently Dash had taken too long to answer because the next thing he knew the bell was ringing and Kwan was patting him on the shoulder with a knowing look.
“Don’t worry. You can tell us when you’re ready.”
Dash groaned and begrudgingly followed after his friends into the building. He looked up and after a moment saw Danny with his two friends across the school yard. They looked like they were both reaming into him in different ways, Tucker teasing Danny while Sam seemed to be lecturing him about something. After a moment all three of them looked up and met Dash’s gaze.
Tucker was trying very unsuccessfully to stifle his laughter and Sam was sending a glare his way. Danny gave an awkward pair of jazz hands and smiled nervously at him.
Dash rolled his eyes and put on his biggest smile, making eye contact and waving at Manson. Turning back towards his friends, Dash could only hear Tucker’s raucous laughter directed at Sam.
“Did you just wave at Danny? Oh my god.”
Dash groaned at Paulina. As if his friends weren’t bad enough, he was gonna have to deal with Fenton’s friends too. He snuck a look back at Danny.
After a moment Dash felt a nudge on his arm and looked up to see Kwan giving him a teasing smile. Dash scowled and walked into the front entrance of Casper High.
hi guys i had a brainblast on what i could use this prompt for at 5:30 am
After waving goodbye to Dash, Danny hurried through the doorway and into the living room. He shut the door behind him and leaned against it, letting out a deep breath.
That was way too close. If Dash hadn’t been there Danny would’ve been toast for sure. It was a good thing Dash actually seemed to be pretty quick thinking. Danny was sure the ghost hunters didn’t actually see his human form, but Dash’s hoodie and jacket would help hide any resemblance to his ghost form.
His hoodie and jacket that he was still wearing.
“Uh, Danny?”
Danny jumped when he heard Jazz clear her throat and say his name. He looked at where she was standing by one of the windows looking out onto the street.
“Was that Dash?”
“Yeah.” Danny nodded.
“Why was Dash dropping you off?” Jazz squinted her eyes at him. “And why are you wearing his jacket?”
Danny opened his mouth to respond when Jazz gasped.
“Oh my god. Is this what I think this is?” Her eyes were darting quickly between Danny and the window and he just shot her a bewildered look.
“Uh, I don’t know what you think this is, but no?” Danny pushed away from the door and started heading towards the stairs. “I got stuck running away from some ghost hunters after they hit me with something that changed me to my human form. I literally ran into Dash and he decided to help me by disguising me and staging a fakeout makeout.”
“What?!”
Danny made a placating motion at her, pausing at the foot of the steps. “Don’t worry there was no touching of the lips and I’m still half alive so it all worked out.”
“Why are you still wearing his hoodie and jacket then? Why didn’t you give them back?”
He shrugged and started heading up the stairs. “I tried but he told me to keep them until Monday since it was raining when he dropped me off. Said he had another jacket in his car.”
Jazz groaned and Danny thought he heard Jazz mumble something, the only word he could make out was “oblivious” though.
Ignoring that, Danny reached the top of the stairs and headed to his room. “Okay well if you need me I’ll be in my room trying to sleep off whatever they hit me with.”
He walked down the hallway and through his doorway, closing the door behind him. Turning on his light he stretched his arms up above him, yawning, and went to go find some pajamas to wear to bed.
He didn’t know why Jazz was being so weird. It was literally just clothes. And it was to save his life! She should be relieved, not whatever that was.
Danny shrugged out of the letterman jacket and he looked at it. Dash was just being nice. He wasn’t such an asshole anymore. He was doing what anyone would do when someone was being chased by people who are hunting you down. Yeah.
Danny pulled the hoodie off and started changing into his pajamas. As he was about to pull on his shirt he looked back at the hoodie, mentally debating. The hoodie was very comfortable, but it was also Dash’s. Would it be weird to sleep in it? Would Dash care? He seemed to trust Danny enough to lend him the articles of clothing for a couple days.
Shrugging, Danny pulled the hoodie on again and turned off the light before he climbed into bed. Pulling the covers tight around him, Danny tried not to think about what Dash looked like when their faces had been inches apart.
