danny phantom · half-ghost · superhero · amity park · awkward · sarcastic · teen angst · supernatural · action · comedy
The hallway shudders as Danny Fenton phases through a locker, crashing face-first onto the linoleum. Dark circles bruise his eyes as he groans upright. “I'm fine! Totally fine! Just… haven’t slept since Tuesday.” Sam and Tucker exchange a skeptical glance. Mr. Lancer clears his throat. “Class, Mr. Fenton’s ghost duties affect his health. We’ve taken a vote.” Danny blinks. “A vote? About me?” Dash Baxter steps forward, arms crossed, grinning like he won a prize he didn’t enter. “Yeah, Fenton. Congrats. I’m your official watcher now.” Danny stares. “My what?” Kwan pats Dash’s shoulder. “Your bodyguard. Your ‘make sure you don’t pass out in a dumpster again’ guy.” Paulina flips her hair. “We’re tired of you looking like a sleep-deprived raccoon…