Entire DeltaSwap Cast
Dark World
Lancer (now a species called Lances) ↔️ Plug Boy (now called Cluboy)
C. Round/K. Round ↔️ Nubert
Clover ↔️ Sweet Cap'n Cakes
Rouxls Kaard ↔️ Swatch
King ↔️ Queen
Spamton ↔️ Jevil
Ralsei Dummy ➡️ Temmie Dummy
Ruddin ↔️ Maus
Ruddin Ranger↔️ Maus Wheel
Hathy ↔️ Tasque
Head Hathy ↔️ Tasque Manager
Ponman ↔️ Poppup
Jigsawry ↔️ Virovirokun
Bloxer ↔️ Ambyu-Lance
Rabix ↔️ Trashy
Starwalker ↔️ Hacker
Starwalker Bird ↔️ Gimmick Saucer
Scissor Dancer ↔️ Fommt
Swatchling ↔️ Former Kings
Wall Plugs ↔️ Little Ball
Pipis are replaced with BOOPIS
Chef ↔️ a single Swatchling (why does chapter 2 have half the amount of characters in Chapter 1 this makes swapping characters between the two chapters harder for me)
Jigsaw Tutorials and Jigsaw Joe ↔️ Switchings (yes they are swapped with multiple people you first meet them in the forest and they do a tutorial and then later they're locked up like the former Kings and then one of them is a chef)
Seam ↔️ Addisons
Mr. Elegance and Mr. Society ↔️ Yes Men
Malius↔️Icon Man
Royal Coat Rack ↔️ Wig Robot
Blue Blocks ↔️ Plugs
Caterpillar ↔️ Migosp from Undertale
Block Tree ↔️ a rouge Fommt
The Pair of eyes become the second Icon Man's eyes
Trash Can Ruddin ↔️ Mousamillian
Circus Wagon↔️Cyber Cage
Circus Animals change from a Barrel of Monkeys Monkey, Elephant, and Penguin they become a Hungry Hippo, Rhino and Dinosaur
Pippins ↔️ Gaster
Thrash Machine ↔️ Doom Tank
The Man ↔️ River Man
Hometown:
Kris ↔️ Noelle
Susie ↔️ Birdley
Ralsei ↔️ Temmie
Toriel↔️ Asgore
Alphys ↔️ Undyne
Napstablook ↔️ Mettaton (not seen as of now)
Sans ↔️ Papyrus (Not seen as of now)
Monster Kid ↔️ Snowdrake
Asriel (not seen as of now) ↔️ Dess (not seen as of now)
Father Alvin ↔️ Rudolph
Gerson ↔️ Mayor Holiday
Catti ↔️ Jockington
Catty & Brattie ↔️ RG 01 and RG 02
Aaron ↔️ Shyren
Dad Dragon ↔️ Ice Wolf
Fire Elemental ↔️ Tentacle Monster
Mom Cat ↔️ Dad Cat
Ficus Licker ↔️ Scared Donut Driver
Diner Shopkeeper ↔️ Rabbit Girl
Hat Monster ↔️ Ice Caps
Waitress Lion ↔️ Politics Bear
Striped Bird ↔️ Scarf Lady
Annoying Dog ↔️ EveryMan
Red Big Mouth↔️Hand Receptionist
Doggo and Lesser Dog ↔️ Dogamy and Dogeressa
Greater Dog ↔️ Muttler
Pizza Pants ↔️ Blue Ears
The Warrior ↔️ Purple Guy
Briefcase Guy ↔️ "C" AKA the Land Lord of Asgore's House (Not Yet Seen)
Diamond Boy ↔️ Clam Guy
Milk Looker (new name Milks Cat guy) ↔️ Hots Fireguy
Flower Shop Look ↔️ Froggit
Innkeeper's Child ↔️ Rabbit Boy
Mad Dummy (not yet seen but heard from and called Irritable Ghost) ↔️ Ruins Dummy (not seen)
Onion ↔️ Bird That Carries You Over A Disproportionately Small Gap (not Seen yet)
Terry (swaps with no one he's too cool)
Rainy (no one too cool as well but now he has a hat)
Snail Guy ↔️ Slime Dad ( not yet seen)
Ice E ↔️ Grillby
The Knight stays the same until his identity is revealed
Am I missing anyone?
These Swaps are subject to change
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Re naming ff characters: im a huge fan of ff3 but also most of the main character names are kinda ugly imo 💀😔and with the amount of projection I've done they're pretty much my ocs at this point so. Refia is now (Ama)Ryllis. What is Arc supposed to mean. He's Lark now. Ingus is getting hit with the lancer foil character stick and is named Solaire. Luneth is perfect :)
Also if u don't know anything ff3, please google luneth and look at how gender he is (and arc too). The first thing luneth does in the game is fall down a hole🐦
DUDE I PLAYED THE 3 REMAKE AAAAAAA
Luneth is perfect and I love his design and I'll always be upset that the Dissidia series uses Onion Knight as the 3 protag when Luneth is literally right there. Granted, act 3 of Opera Omnia has really made me like Onion, but at the end of the day I still would have prefered to have Luneth. Tho Refia is an actual character in World of Final Fantasy so we got that at least. (And maybe that could one day lead to her getting added to OO? Team Ninja please? Pretty please???)
But on the naming thing, I've always hated Ingus's name so I would rename him Ignus. And when I finally gave the game away to my younger cousin(I fucking wish I didn't, what was I thinking all those years ago??? He didn't even like the game), I watched him try the game out and proceed to name Luneth after himself and I died a little inside. Like, no stop! His name is Luneth!!!! What are you doing!?!?!?
Amaryllis is a very pretty name btw. Also Solaire is funny cuz I just started a new game of 7 and named Cloud Sol. They are both Sol now.
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i have no idea what i want to ask you. just infodump to me pls. what have you done today. or yesterday. what media have you been consuming.
Oooh, infodumping :>
Ok so I didn't really do much yesterday due to being in a sour mood, I mostly just lounged around my current residence. I did watch A LOT of YT though lol, vid topics ranging from horrifying parasites to magnetars! I also ate some Valentine's Day-themed candy, I'm a sucker for holiday-themed candy, pun not actually intended :>
However! I did do a lot more today :D. I went to a nearby library in the late morning looking for books to check out for myself & others, as well as generally chilling. Libraries are super peaceful during school days when most people are occupied! Then I got together with some local friends for lunch, we ended up at a place that makes REALLY good sandwiches, I got one with turkey, onions, bacon, & mayo, not sure if that sounds good to anyone else but I like it :>. Then I spent the afternoon at a museum, that was fun! After that I came home, & have been lazing about ever since :P
Haven't been consuming too much media lately, but finally playing Undertale is still on my imaginary to-do list, I keep getting distracted though :(. Same with writing, I wanna write stuff as well, but distractions. I'm thinking of making an ACTUAL to-do list laying out all things of interest, maybe once I do that I'll get some things done xP
I also can't stop thinking about that one Valentine's letter from Ralsei that referenced Ralsei "smoking a fat blunt" or however it goes, every time I think of it I start laughing, mostly because of how goofy it was! And Lancer was also referenced, that added to the goofiness :)
Speaking of the newsletter though, I thought it was pretty nice! In terms of Valentine's letters, the ones from Lancer are some of my faves for obvious reasons, but I adore some of the others too! Examples include that one Ralsei letter I just mentioned, the Halloween-themed one from Sans was fun, & the one from Jevil, or the one from Toriel about cinnamon/butterscotch, & the one from Papyrus complaining about Sans yet again lol. All of the letters were great, though I'm surprised there weren't more Noelle ones, considering how crazy popular she is. Not that it bothers me much, I'm just glad Lancer was included, among other characters I also love!
Also Chapter 3 being close to completion is utter HYPE, I hope I like that chapter (and 4 ofc) when they come out! I was admittedly pretty underwhelmed with Chapter 2 at the start, even if I like it more now. I think a lot of it hinges on the theme & characters, but I'm still excited! I hope Toby keeps appearances from characters in previous chapters consistent, though I'm sure he will :)
What else is there...oh! I'm hoping to get a little side hustle at the nearby library I mentioned earlier, I guess as a librarian-in-training? Idk if that's a thing lol, but that's the basic idea! I'm gonna be working with kids there mostly, and I'm super excited! Idk how long I'll do it for, I'm thinking I'll keep it up until the end of this school year at least. I'll have to see :D!
I think that's all I got, my brain is struggling to think of much else to mention lol. Ty for the anonymous ask, whoever you are <3!
Also Lancer & Spade King still reign supreme, this is your entirely out of left field reminder
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its them its the bad guys
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this was originally a pencil drawing!!! but then i learned how to color traditional drawings :)
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Castletown Café Episode 1: Rouxls Kaard’s Mac & Cheese
The idea that Rouxls Kaard is so determined to make the ultimate macaroni and cheese actually isn’t canon, but a fandom joke and meme started by one person who did a video edit of him announcing that “nobody could stop him from making mac and cheese” (not the exact words). Considering he may just be the Deltarune equivalent of Papyrus (love of puzzles, incompetent at almost everything, thinks he’s greater than he actually is), it’s no surprise the fandom took this joke and ran with it, as one of Papyrus’ character traits was his determination to master spaghetti cooking, so it makes sense to associate Rouxls Kaard with another pasta dish with the same determination of perfecting it.
I imagine if Rouxls Kaard actually did attempt mac and cheese, not only would it be inedible, but it would probably have worms inside, given his affinity for worms! Lancer would probably love it, anyway, however. He’s such a sweet kid.
Going with this idea, I knew to incorporate sausage “worms” into mine. Being a vegetarian however, I used plant based meatballs and rolled them into wormy shapes (unfortunately, I could not find plant-based breakfast sausages at my local grocery store). But if you eat meat, just go with good ol’ breakfast sausages! I suggest the regular flavor though, not maple.
The cheese is a mix of Parmesan and cheddar, with a blend of the two on top, forming a nice, cheesy crust. The Béchamel sauce recipe is a little more complex than a regular one, but it’s soooo much more flavorful this way. The secrets include a clove, a bay leaf, 1/4 cup onion, a hint of nutmeg, a small amount of Worcestershire, and yes, some ground mustard powder - all these flavors combine with the cheese to give it an extra zing.
Ingredients:
4 tablespoons butter
6 tablespoons flour
1 qt (4 cups) milk (Any milk works)
1/4 sliced yellow or white onion (your choice)
1 whole bay leaf
1 whole clove
A pinch of nutmeg
Salt and pepper to taste
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
1/2 teaspoon ground mustard powder
1/2 cup grated Parmesan (get a solid block, not the powdery kind from the pasta aisle)
1/2 cup grated medium cheddar cheese
(You can always add a little extra)
Regular breakfast sausages (or plant based sausages/ground plant-based protein)
About 1 lb elbow macaroni
Equipment:
Frying pan
Pot
2 Saucepans
A casserole dish
A small bowl
A spaghetti strainer
A HUGE colander
1. If using ground plant-based protein, now is the time to form it into sausage shapes or “worms”. If using breakfast sausages however, you get to skip this step entirely.
2. Slice up some onion, you only need a quarter of a large one. Make sure the skin is removed, since this will be strained, you don’t have to chop it thoroughly, just a little.
3. Heat the milk in a large saucepan over medium heat. Make sure you watch it so that it doesn’t boil, scald, or curdle - thankfully, it should be slow to heat as you’re heating cold milk. While that’s heating….
4. Make the roux by melting the butter in a saucepan over medium heat. Once the butter is completely melted and starting to bubble, add the flour and cook, stirring constantly, for a couple minutes. The longer you cook it, the darker the roux will get, so put your roux into a bowl and…
5. Pour some of the milk into the roux, to prevent your sauce from getting lumpy. Then pour your mixture into the milk on the stove. Keep doing this until you get as much of the roux as possible into your heating milk.
6. Add the onion, bay leaf, and single little whole clove, and have it simmer for 30 minutes. Give it a good stir and keep watch over it, reducing the heat to medium-low and continuing to turn it down when it starts to bubble to keep it simmering, but not boiling, as you….
7. Fill up a large pot with plenty of water, about 6 quarts, and bring that to a boil on high heat. You can add a little salt water if desired, and open the box for the macaroni so you’re prepared to add it to the boiling water while you…
8. Brown or cook the sausages. Follow the directions on the package, whether you’re using real meat or plant-based. Simply follow the directions on the package (plant-based meatballs may have directions, which is what I used). If you're more experienced with cooking meat, real or not, put those skills to use browning your sausages!
9. Is that water boiling yet? Good! Add in the macaroni and let it cook while you finish browning the sausages. Put these sausages on a plate and set aside. After 5 minutes, turn the heat down to medium-high and keep your pasta cooking until al-dente or tender.
10. Your sauce will be done when it’s nice and thick and clinging to the sides of your saucepan as well as your spoon when you stir it, the skin that forms on the top of your sauce is totally natural. Now’s the time to grab one of your strainers and pour your sauce through it into a large mixing bowl, getting as much of the creamy sauce in there as you can, while making sure the onion, leaf, and clove do not. Add a small dash of nutmeg, just a pinch, and then your salt and pepper to your desired amount.
11. Hope you’ve got another, bigger strainer on hand because if your macaroni is done cooking, turn it off the heat and pour all that into a strainer! You may need an extra set of hands because this is a large amount and can get quite heavy. Also, you may need to strain it in batches. Add your strained macaroni to your biggest mixing bowl.
12. If you haven’t grated your cheese yet, now is the time. Grate plenty of Parmesan and cheddar, you’ll need at least 1/2 of each cheese, so you have one full cup total, and add that to your Béchamel sauce. Stir to melt and incorporate the cheese, then add your Worcestershire and mustard powder. Don’t forget to grate more cheese that’ll go on top!
13. If you have too much macaroni, take out about 2 cups - I know I did, because there was no way that was all gonna fit in a casserole dish, let alone the mixing bowl with the cheese sauce. That’s right, you’re going to be adding, a little at a time, the pasta to the cheese sauce and stir until your pasta and sauce are fully incorporated. Grease your casserole dish with butter and pour in your mac and cheese, adding in the sausages and stirring, until you fill the casserole dish completely. Top with extra grated Parmesan and cheddar, and bake at 350*F for 30 minutes, or until that meal is thoroughly cooked and heated, cheese sauce is bubbling, cheese on top is melted, and sausage is completely cooked through.
There you have it! Maybe if Rouxls Kaard followed this recipe, he might make mac and cheese that’s edible. Knowing him though, he’d probably think he could do better. After all, he is the rules card, and he makes his own rules….lousy as they are…..
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Alright, I've got to rant for a sec, I've been thinking about this for years:
You think that the first Kingdom Hearts game's storytelling is trope-y and formulaic?
Wrong.
It all comes down to the following concept: the decoy protagonist.
For those who don't know, the decoy protagonist, also called the false protagonist, is a literary device defined by Wikipedia as "a literary device...that constructs a character who the audience assumes is the protagonist but is later revealed not to be." In literature, this is done by telling the story in the point of view of the decoy protagonist until we switch to the true protagonist for whatever reason, or in film, this is done (with more difficulty) by seemingly focusing the narrative and filming on the decoy protagonist (probably most notably done in Psycho). It's a brilliant way to break tropes and subvert expectations--and it's implemented beautifully with Sora and Riku, and furthermore, is what takes a previously somewhat basic video game plot and flips it on its head.
"But wait," you say. "Kingdom Hearts doesn't have a decoy protagonist. We play as Sora from the beginning!" And you would be correct...sort of.
As you'll recall, near the end of the game, in Hollow Bastion, when Sora confronts Riku outside of the castle, it is revealed in a shocking twist that it was Riku, not Sora, who was originally chosen by the Keyblade, but when Riku decided to embrace darkness, the Keyblade chose Sora instead. (It's unclear whether or not this is because he was the next best person, or if it was because he was the closest person in the vicinity--admittedly, I'd like to think it was the latter). Therefore, Riku should be the protagonist--it should be Riku befriending Donald and Goofy, traveling the worlds, saving them from darkness, becoming a Keyblade Master. Kingdom Hearts should be his game, his series, but it's not. Because of one moment of weakness, that mantle passes to Sora--his goofy best friend with oversized feet.
Sora and Riku are both decoy protagonists.
We're given hints of this even at the beginning of the game, in the "tutorial" stage where we watch the Destiny Trio build the raft. While we play as Sora during this entire period, it is Riku who is treated as the protagonist. He has all the makings of the formulaic Final Fantasy protagonists of the time, like Cloud or Squall--sort of angsty, quiet, serious, muscle-y, etc. In addition, his character is the one explored in this part of the story. We explore his motivations and desires, his ambitions to leave the island and explore other worlds, his love for friends. In character writing, one of the most universally acknowledged rules for writing a protagonist is that the first thing you need to do in the plot is establish what it is that the character wants--which is exactly what we're getting with Riku in the tutorial. While Sora and Kairi are there, helping build the raft, it's abundantly clear that they're only along for the ride (in fact, they go out of their way to establish how little Sora is invested in the project), and that Riku is the driving force behind the whole endeavor. Riku is the one with all the ambition; Sora and Kairi are just having fun.
Meanwhile, while we play as Sora, his entire characterization otherwise is of the supportive, awkward, goofy, quirky best friend trope who exists to support the protagonist. In the tutorial, we aren't given any major drives or desires of Sora's, except for the fact that he obviously has a crush on Kairi--which, by the way, is a very typical awkward-best-friend-trope way to define a character early on. It's extremely clear that Sora is content with his life on the island and has no desire to leave or change anything--
--that is, until the rug is pulled out from underneath him, and suddenly the awkward best friend is thrust into the ProtagonistTM Shoes. Then, Sora's main desire, is driving motivation, is to save Kairi, to get things back to the way they used to be--in this way, making him Riku's complete opposite. Riku fights for change, while Sora fights against it.
Meanwhile, Riku inadvertently steps out of the ProtagonistTM Shoes and into the AntagonistTM Shoes by giving into the darkness. We were lead to believe that his ambition to see the worlds were what would make him the hero, when in reality, it would make him the villain. Having him relinquishing his protagonist status not as the fault of the plot, but as the result of his own actions, it being his own fault, is absolutely BRILLIANT. Even after he redeems himself, he never regains his protagonist status, being reduced to (albeit, an extremely cool) lancer to Sora.
All of this to say--Kingdom Hearts has more layers than an onion and it's freaking brilliant. (And it makes you cry!)
(Also, if you thought Nomura was done with this decoy protagonist stuff, you'd be wrong--remember the eons-long tutorial for KHII with Roxas?)
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I wish you'd write a fic that was dr huang centered. Like either a one shot or between chapters or even part of the story itself. I think it'd be interesting seeing things from her perspective
this is set in the vague future of switch, farther along in the story than we are now. for clarification for people who haven’t read the story, Dr. Huang is Kwan’s mother and she and Kwan are the only two who know Danny’s secret. in this vague future time, Dr. Huang is now reluctantly accepting of Danny’s role as protector against ghosts, though she still wishes there was some other way.
Dr. An Huang was tired.
In the four months since her son had burst through the door with a bleeding Danny Fenton in his arms, she’d seen more violence and horror than she ever imagined--and directed at a fourteen-year-old, no less. Being an ER surgeon was one thing; most nights the worst she saw were some awful accidents. She’d had the occasional shooting or stabbing victim, but those were all controlled and contained within the hospital. None of it came home with her.
Now, though, she never knew when Danny or Kwan would come home with some nasty injury needing to be cleaned and stitched. Nothing had been as serious as the first time, when Kwan had carried home a bleeding Danny with a stick through his torso, but she was getting far too used to the sight of her kids beaten and bloody.
She sighed and turned on the rice cooker, glancing at the clock. 3:46. If all was well, then Danny and Kwan should be leaving school about now after Kwan’s daily detention. If they got home at the normal time, she should have an early dinner ready by the time they walked in.
That was a pretty big “if”, all things considered.
Moving into the kitchen, An grabbed a skillet and some butter and turned on a burner, melting the butter before adding onions and garlic. Then in went the beef and peppers and walnuts. Soy sauce. Worcester sauce. Salt. Pepper. Sugar. Ginger. Mirin. Cayenne. A splash of orange juice. The timer on the rice dinged and An placed a pizza pan over the skillet, turning down the heat to let it simmer as she moved to open the rice cooker and begin scooping some of the rice out onto a plate.
Her shift started at five o’clock, so the early dinner was regrettably necessary, but she left the rest of the rice in the cooker for the boys. The clock read 3:59 now. If they weren’t home in the next few minutes, they wouldn’t be home for a little while.
An spooned the beef and peppers onto her rice, ignoring the heavy and frantic beating of her heart. Worry did her no good.
4:00. She took a bite of her dinner. She couldn’t taste any of it, but she did feel the burning of the capsaicin on her lips and tongue, so she knew it was there.
4:01. She turned off the stove. Either it would still be hot when they got here or it would be late enough that they’d need to reheat it.
4:02. Another bite. She still has to go to work. No matter what happens, she still has to go to work tonight. She has missed too many days already. She had taught her baby boy how to stitch up wounds because she couldn’t always be there how could she even call herself a mother--
4:03. The door swung open and she caught the tail end of Kwan’s laughter. She let out a shaky breath and put on a smile as her boys trampled in, tossing their backpacks on the floor and moving toward the kitchen.
“Dinner’s on the stove!” she said. “How was school?”
Danny groaned. “Lancer pulled me aside again to ask if everything was alright at home. Why couldn’t I have teachers who cared less?”
Kwan nudged him with his shoulder. “Truly, a terrible burden to bear. At least you didn’t have Dash making fart noises every time you walked past today.”
“Yes I did. He did that to both of us.”
“Wait, seriously? Never mind then, your day was worse.”
An’s brittle smile softened. “Anything I can help with?”
Danny grabbed a plate and scooped out some rice. “Just high school stuff. You get it.”
She wanted to tell them that their high school experience was actually pretty far outside the boundaries of normal, but they already knew that. They didn’t need her to tell them that things were bad; they needed her to be something good. Maybe all she could do right now was put on a smile and cook a meal, but she would do that every day if that made things just a little better for her boys. She was still a mother, after all. Doing what she could still mattered. She had to believe that.
She took another bite, full of flavor.
I wish you would write a fic where…
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hi bestie how about deltarune for the ask game :-)
hi bestie ofc <33
blorbo: kris!!! gender gender gender gender gender gender gender-
scrunkly: lancer!!!! i love my bouncy baby boy he's so cute and lovely <33
scrimblo bimblo: idk what counts as underrated here anymore but!! i love the color butlers in queen's castle so much
glup shitto: onion-san!! i love the funny little onion it's really neat
poor little meow meow: i am going to be like every other person in this gotdamn fandom BUT. spamton. yeah. self explanatory. he's also my nomination for horse plinko because i want to put him in a particle accelerator SO BAD
horse plinko: berdly. yes i relate to him way too hard as an ex gifted kid with imposter syndrome but i still want to affectionately bully him and T pose on him for the games he plays
eeby deeby: spade king. i need him to perish Now
send me a fandom to assign arbitrary tumblr words to
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danny phantom 8-13 thoughts! again, under the cut bc I blew through 6 episodes in one go...
-LOVE THE WAY THE GHOST ZONE LOOKS. but theres fucking ghost cops??? ghost jail??? that SUCKS imagine dying and going to jail in your AFTERLIFE. danny going to JAIL WAS NOT something I expected. but seeing all the enemies together and work with danny to bust out. SO ICONIC I love that actually. and the thing about real world stuff acting as ghosts in the ghost zone is very cool.
-'there are some things more important that hunting ghosts!' mrs fenton says, about her husband forgetting their anaversary (FOR THE 18TH YEAR IN A ROW?? CHRIST) and not about, idk, their son clearly freaked out. she didnt even notice he was gone into the ghost zone!!! he might be a bad husband BUT shes not the best mom. they suck and I don't care about their relationship problems I care about these kids. danny doing his best to clean the house to keep his mom from getting mad at his dad?? hes such a good boy I want to cry, this is not his place, his dad should be cleaning his own shit up!!!
-maddie's butch lesbian sister is living my best life in her lil cabin. also being a snarky bitch to jack. queen. and her getting a 10th anniversary of her divorce. LOVE IT.
-mr. lancer being a cheerleader in his younger years makes perfect sense to me. king shit.
-dr. spectra's cat ears/mullet hairstyle?? sooo cute. I also just love the concept of a ghost just. sucking out people's positivity and feeding on emotions. a great villain. she put danny in a fucking diaper what the FUCK. and keeping it cold so no one would suspect shes a ghost??? INCREDIBLE. and her gay little blob sidekick. wlw mlm evil solidarity.
-JAZZ FOCUSED EP. YEAAAH!!! her first thought when she saw the ghosts was like 'omg i gotta tell danny :)' and her going to the teacher and also councilor trying to get help for him...shes just 16 but shes trying so hard to help him out :( watching this when youre younger I can imagine ppl are like omg annoying!! but watching this when im older im just like :( jazz baby im SO sorry </3 SHE BODIED THAT GHOST THOUGH. and the fact she didnt tell danny she knew surprised me. like, shes patient and waiting on him to tell her when hes ready!! thats so so sweet.
-christ the parents talking about 'PEELING IT LIKE AN ONION. AND EXAMINING REMAINS' of ghosts RIGHT INFRONT OF DANNY.
-'why am i so depressed and angry all the time!!' DANNY YOURE 14. i mean it IS a ghost this time, but...
-579$ top?? VALERIE NO ITS NOT EVEN CUTE IT DOESNT EVEN GO WITH THAT OUTFIT AAAA. tho this ep is called shades of gray..VALERIE FOCUSED EP FINALLY????! *THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE* I already knew about red huntress from my redesigns, but I didn't exactly know what that entails or how/why, so, it's fun to see the Origins.
-ghost pubby! ghost pubby!!!!! why is the dog a ghost?? the implication that the company had guard dogs and got rid of them...what did they DO. is it just the unfinished business?? of not having that toy it was looking for?? god I hope so.
I feel SOOO bad for valerie tho, my god. her friends are shunning her for what, because her dad lost her job and she had to move??? horrible. (and the fact the dog wrecked the moving van too...) I also love how 'from wisconsin' on the package was an IMMEDIATE RED FLAG FOR ME. WISCONSIN=EVIL NOW. vlads so petty.
-it took valerie like 5 mins to get the hang of hunting ghosts and shes already a much bigger threat than his parents tbh. who've been trying and studying this for years. and a more valid reason <3 love her shes so cute and cool. new daughter alert.
-'i should do SOMETHING to help valerie' no shit danny???
-'who is that, awesome outfit!' -top gay sam moments. i was going to say. before it immediately cuts to sam kissing danny LMFAOOO. don't think I like that, it puts tucker in a weird third wheel position... the next ep involves them holding hands and blushing when danny's cold...URGH No. not a fan ngl. the trope of 'if theres a girl in a trio she has to end up with one of the two guys!!'
-right as I say that they take it to extremes!! and ember shoots him with a love ray gun that makes him OBSESSIVE OVER SAM. AND SHE TAKES HIS HANDS AND SAYS 'YOU DONT FEEL THAT WAY ABOUT ME, I DONT FEEL THAT WAY ABOUT YOU' and her saying she doesnt want to be together like this. and tucker saying 'i always knew you two would get together!!' dont manifest it tucker please. the show pushing for it so hard makes me not want it KSHKJKJD I KNOW its probably canon. it sucks though. im a hater.
-vlad just LURKING AROUND THE SCHOOL GIVING VALERIE GIFTS ASJKDHKJ YOU WEIRD PETTY OLD MAN GO HOME!!!
-EMBERRRRR YOU WILL REMEMBERRRRRR . this is the one thing I kinda remember from when I was a kid EMBERRRRR ilu. top 10 cartoon bops. sams being a hater. popular things are popular for a reason. mr. lancer also being a hater. also everyone wearing her color scheme ..its a really good look, the purple, black, and minty color...
-penguins exist in the ghost zone. confirmed.
-EMBER JUST SHOWING UP AT A RANDOM HIGHSCHOOL TO PLAY?? UNANNOUNCED, MID DAY??? girl get a tour schedule. make some money or smth damn. I know shes probably doing it for the power boost but. lord. anyway if your show doesnt have a concert scene/ep, is it even valid.
-fellas is this gay. (she uses a GRAPPLING HOOK TO SHOOT OUT THE WINDOW AFTER SEEING AN EMBER VAN GO BY RIGHT AFTER THIS SHOT)
-hey, she had an undercut at some point!! my redesign!!! was accurate!! in..a way
-I feel like danny has a lot of pent up aggression ngl, him being heartbroken about sam and immediately going IM GONNA GO TAKE IT OUT ON EMBER. I mean she needs to be stopped I guess But. jazz has the right idea he needs therapy and a HEALTHY outlet.
-tucker singing > my singing
-girls cant be gamers -tucker and danny sexist moments. her being chaos in the game OWNED.
-TUCKERS HAT IS A BERET??? I THOUGHT IT WAS A BEANIE. SAM CALLED IT A BERET. WH.
-it was actually nice of lancer to let danny retake the test, and he go to play games again. smh. epic cringe gamer moments compilation. and driving him home!!! I actually like him as a character. anyway teachers like lancer are SO appreciated. I was failing middle school because of mental problems, and felt so dumb and got embarrassed by teachers who would just get onto me instead of bothering to ask what the real problem was, but when I was taking my ged classes I had a wonderful teacher who kept reassuring me that I was smart, and I got honors!! danny is SUCH a little shit to him (understandable, 14, but) but seeing them getting along better and danny putting in effort. SO CUTE. THATS MY SON, STUDYING HARD!!!! and being so PROUD OF HIMSELF!!! 91!!! BITCH!!! A- is STILL AN A!!!
-'why dont they ever realize thats me in a dress' mr lancer i am CRYING. i realized.
-technus being my ghost grandpa who cant game asking tucker for help. bless his heart. his out of date old ppl lingo circles back to being endearing <3 tucker not recognizing him despite the like, lack of any kind of serious disguise...I do love their lil in-game outfits....sam being the tank rules. I like technus' spider design also. more characters need to be giant freaky spiders, imo.
-finding your gf a new host because she cant maintain her ghost body outside the zone? amazing. using jazz as the host? ILL KILL YOU. jazz immediately accepting a ride home from a guy she just met and letting him know where she lives. letting him IN THE HOUSE??? nooo girl no lets use common sense </3
-sooo cringe the parents were like 'good job for spying on your sister' tho wtffff. doesnt matter if hes a bad guy, thats fucked. everytime these parents BREATHE im like. these are MY kids now <3
-BAD LUCK BEING A THEME OF THE 13TH EPISODE. thats super fun. johnny 13 being his name is so. iconic. your last name is a NUMBER? also goth tucker. I actually love the look. everyone looks good goth. 'the ladies love the eyeliner and onyx nail polish' sam you are sooo right every man needs to at least try those two things. im a lesbian and I agree. same, danny, your bff is gnc af
-LOVE kitty's design. and just, the concept of a ghost with a bike. couple goals, except yes stay away from jazz.
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deltarunez??? Reveal your little deltaroon secrets
blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): yknow for the longest time it was a tie between queen and spamton, but i think the fandom's finally getting to me so im saying queen as my final answer. might change back to a tie once i get around to replaying chapter 2 tho
scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): LANCER!!!! MY SON!!! MY GIANT ONION SON!! you may be large too but your heart is bigger..... also spamton to an extent (mostly in terms of Shape tho asldfj;sadf)
scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): QUEEN MY BELOVED!!!!!! also susie!!! im beginning to notice a trend in my faves where a lot of them just CARE so deeply even if they won't admit it to anyone or themselves it's just!!! AAAAA!! IT'S SUCH A GOOD TROPE IMO
glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): i legitimately love the Original Starwalker sm, i kinda hope they become important in some way even if it's just in the obscure/memey "if you manage to find me in every chapter i will straight-up murder the final boss for you" sort of way lmao. also seam's great too, and ik for a FACT that seam's gonna be important. i can feel it
poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): blue addison SPAMTON. i know he's the exact opposite of unpopular but GOD i hate how the fandom flanderized him. its such a shame bc he's a compelling, fun and tragic character!! he's great!!!! just kinda frustrating and tiring to watch his character get warped as a result of round after round of fandom telephone, yknow??
horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): spade king hands down. did you think i was going to say anyone else
eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): also spade king. i want him to suffer 😈
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Tug of War (Ch 3)
ch 1 - prev - next
Word Count: 1,495
(AKA the random Christmas chapter)
The next week, Danny was greeted by the sight of a very pissed off Sam giving Tucker the silent treatment. He had warned him.
Sitting down in his seat, Danny hesitantly asked, “Hey Sam, how was your trip?”
Her vicious glare redirected to him. “Danny, how could you let him install the grill?”
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“Uh…” He looked over to Tucker, who looked like he was about to cry. “I told him it was a bad idea.”
“Yeah, right.”
“I tried, Sam.”
Sam glowered at him for a moment longer before sighing. “Fine. Trip was alright. But I’m so behind on everything now.”
He took notice of her slightly tanned face. “Didn’t get much time to study?”
“No, ugh. My parents wouldn’t leave me alone for a second.”
“Sounds like they’re gonna miss you when you’re gone off to college,” he remarked, remembering his own parents.
“I won’t be gone off to college if they don’t let me study,” she huffed.
Right then, Mr. Lancer strolled in the classroom wearing a Christmas sweater with “TO BE OR NOT TO BE JOLLY” knitted on the front.
Danny couldn’t help the scornful look that appeared on his face. He never could stand the holidays. Every year, when stores started playing their annoyingly repetitive Christmas playlists, every channel on TV kickstarted their broadcast of the same five Christmas movies, and everybody in his life began to treat each other with an exaggerated cheer, he just wanted to vomit. Call him a Scrooge, the Grinch, he doesn’t care. He’d rather go to sleep and wake up in January than go through it all again.
Later that day after school, Danny questioned his entire purpose as he weaved around the mall’s annoying Christmas decorations (more like obstacles) to chase Spectra. Apparently, for the last week, she has been making kids miserable by telling them Santa Claus isn’t real. Which...well, despite how true she is, it still isn’t right for her to relish in their despair.
“Aww Danny, you’re so boring. You won’t even let me have some fun, it’s almost Christmas,” Spectra teased as she shot an ectoblast behind her towards him.
Danny grunted, barely dodging it. “I think you’re misunderstanding the definition of fun. One, in any dictionary you will not find ‘making children miserable’ under ‘fun’. Two, nothing associated with Christmas is fun.”
“Ah right, I almost forgot how much of a Scrooge you are. But we know you act this way to hide something deeper. Tell me Danny, why do you bury those traumatic memor—”
“Shut up Spectra!” Danny yelled before shooting a blast back at her.
She easily dodged it, and smirked at how easily ruffled the boy got. His frustration was so delicious! Spotting Bertrand in his human form, quietly approaching with a string of colourful fairy lights behind him, her smile grew even wider.
Before Danny could react, Bertrand tossed the fairy lights like a lasso, catching his leg and slamming him to the ground. The mall tile instantly cracked upon impact.
Bertrand harshly pulled a Santa hat over the boy’s head before flying off with his companion, cackling.
Wes filmed the entire exchange with his brand new camera while he hid behind a trash receptacle. He couldn’t help but wince when Fenton hit the tile.
“Eh, he’s a ghost, he’ll be fine,” he muttered to himself, zooming in on Fenton’s form as he slowly got up.
Fenton yanked the hat off his head and grumbled, “I hate Christmas,” before chucking it to the ground and taking off to confront the two ghosts again.
Wes stopped the camera and frowned. Fenton hates Christmas?
How could anyone—okay, sure, no doubt the concept of Santa actually came from Satan and the holidays are practically an excuse in today’s society for corporations to milk more money from their consumers. But, even he himself couldn’t help but feel a little happier during the holidays!
Of course, this only further proves Fenton’s true identity. Only a ghost could feel so hateful towards such a merry time of the year, right?
Suddenly, an imaginary light bulb lit up above Wes’ head. His eyes locked on the nearest store selling Christmas decorations and he naughtily grinned.
~
If Danny could have it his way, he’d just spend the entire day lying in bed. His back was so sore from the fight with Spectra and Bertrand yesterday. Even his self-healing abilities weren’t enough to ease the pain.
Of course, he had to show up today, he had a math test. And a physics lab that counted for twenty percent of his grade. He couldn’t even tell himself that he could rest after school, his entire week was jam-packed with assignment deadlines. It was the last week before winter break but to Danny, it felt like an eternity would pass before he’d get to relax.
He was so looking forward to the break. Don’t get him wrong, he still despised everything to do with Christmas. But he’d happily welcome a break any day. Ghosts also generally calm down around this time because of their truce. Although, Spectra yesterday definitely was an exception.
Before he pondered any longer on that thought, Danny sluggishly opened his locker and froze at what he saw. Every inch of it was covered in loud red and green Christmas wrapping paper, flashing multi-coloured fairy lights lined the door, and ornaments hung from the two hooks. He went to grab his physics textbook and growled when he realized all of his books were also covered in wrapping paper.
“Woah there Danny, I thought you weren’t much of the festive type?”
Danny whipped his head towards the sound of Sam’s voice. “I didn’t do this! Wes—he even wrapped my textbooks!”
It only infuriated him even more when he noticed Sam trying to suppress a laugh. “It’s not funny!”
However those words were lost to her when she couldn’t contain it anymore. Danny scowled and began ripping off the paper on his textbooks.
A few moments later, Sam finally calmed down just when he started to harshly tug on the fairy lights. “You know, even though it’s pretty cheesy to me, people do this. The whole decorating lockers kind of thing. Heck, Paulina still maintains that shrine of you in hers. Maybe Wes just really likes Christmas?”
“But I don’t! It’s my locker too,” he angrily insisted as he continued to pull.
“True. You should still talk to him before doing that,” she said, watching him grip an ornament as if he wanted to crush it.
He paused. “Why are you even trying to defend Wes when you still won’t talk to Tucker?”
She instantly shot an indignant look at him. “That is totally different! I told him not to do it, yet he did it anyways!”
“ You should still talk to him ,” Danny repeated in a mocking tone.
“Ugh! Fine, go and tear down those decorations!” she snapped before stomping off towards their first class.
He coolly observed her retreating form for a moment before crushing the ornament in his hand.
~
Danny and Sam were already sitting at their lunch table toying with their food and complaining about all their assignments when Tucker walked up to them with a steaming tupperware container. Sam’s look instantly melded into a glare.
“Tucker seriously? I already told you to get rid of that grill and now you’re here making food for yourself?“
“Sam. Here, take this.” Tucker calmly offered the container.
“You know I don—“ she stopped mid-sentence when she noticed it was filled with grilled zucchini slices.
“Try one,” Tucker urged. “I promise, I cleaned the grill properly before cooking these.”
Danny was almost sure she was going to reject it. Except, she grudgingly reached out and grabbed one with her spork.
“What did you put on this?”
He shrugged, “Olive oil, some salt, black pepper, herbs, garlic and onion powder, oh and balsamic vinegar. Just like how you taught me.”
She eyed the slice for a moment longer before taking a bite.
“Look, by the end of lunch, if you still don’t want it, I’ll uninstall the grill, alright?” Tucker proposed.
Sam seemed much calmer now and Danny couldn’t tell if she liked the zucchini or not. “Tucker, I’m mad at you because you didn’t listen to me. It’s our locker we share together, we’re supposed to make decisions together.“
“I’m sorry Sam. I just...”
“Listen, you promise that you’ll take full blame when a teacher finds out?”
“No teacher is goi—”
“Tucker.”
“Alright, I promise.”
This time, Sam smiled and went to grab another slice of zucchini. “What do you say about me bringing in a spice rack tomorrow?”
Tucker looked at her in disbelief for a second before responding, “Heck yeah!”
Meanwhile, Danny was grinning. His friends will always have their squabbles. But somehow, they manage to work it out in the end every time.
Abandoning his own bland lunch, he picked up his spork just when Tucker began to dig in.
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Welcome to Amity Park
Filled the request of @plazmawulf for a fic! Rus, I love getting to know you and getting to fill requests, so this was a lot of fun to write! I’m sorry it took so long for me to write it, I had writer’s block while trying to make a middle section with the main part. Because of that, I hope that this fills your request the way you were hoping, and I really hope that EVERYBODY enjoys, since giving everyone something to enjoy is a HUGE part of why I write!
Rated: Teen and up Word Count: 8,499
"Amity Park? Are you kidding me? Nobody's ever even heard of that place! Mom, do we have to move there?"
"Sweetie, it's alright, I promise. Your dad just got a promotion and they want him to work in Amity Park. So we're gonna be moving there. We found a really nice home, not too far from the school, just within walking distance. You'll make plenty of new friends and we're still going to be in touch with people here."
"But I don't wanna move."
"You're being childish. You're 16, and you can't just decide when you're not moving unless all of a sudden you're rich and are living on your own. Last I knew, you weren't."
"You know I'm that kid that doesn't make friends very easily. Everybody finds out who Dad works for and then they hate me."
"You're going to be fine. It's a popular company in Amity Park, I'm sure lots of people have families that work there."
"You don't understand!"
"No, you don't understand. You're moving with us to Amity Park and I'm sure you'll make plenty of friends. End of discussion. You need to finish packing your clothes, the moving truck will be here soon."
"But..."
"No buts. You've known that we're moving for almost 3 months, you've had plenty of time to prepare. Go finish packing your clothes."
"Fine."
He ran to his room and slammed the door as hard as he could. The noise echoed around him as he threw his clothes into his box, the only one remaining in his room that was empty. He didn't care if his clothes got wrinkled, they would be thrown around in the moving truck anyways. The alarm system on the house caused the familiar tone when a door opened to chime out downstairs, making him realize his dad was home. He sighed angrily, knowing that his dad was going to be taking them out for lunch after the movers came and grabbed their stuff before they all had to make what he was assuming was going to be a long drive to Amity Park.
"Milo! I'm home!"
"Coming, Dad!"
Milo sighed in anger, just waiting for his dad to tell him that they were going out for lunch and then getting on the road to the new house. He grabbed his phone and opened his door, walking down the stairs with the standard look of annoyance and hatred on his face.
"Hey! We're all here and so I figured we could all grab lunch together at a nice place after the moving guys finish packing up our stuff!"
"Oh, hooray."
The sarcasm dripped from Milo's voice, his dad frowning at him for a moment.
"Look. I know you don't want to move, but either we move or I'm out of a job and then we would be in more trouble. I promise you, I'll make it up to you."
"Don't give me that lie. You said that the last two times we've moved. What's different about it this time? Oh yeah. Nothing."
Milo turned away from his dad and typed their new address into his phone, seeing how long he would have to sit in the car later that afternoon. He saw the drive he would have to sit through. Seven hours seemed like it was going to be a nightmare. his stomach growled, however, and he looked back to see his parents grabbing the last few items from the first floor and putting them into their last couple remaining boxes.
He dashed for the stairs and threw the rest of his clothes into the box before he walked back down the stairs, his dad saying he got a call from the moving company that they would be there in about fifteen minutes to pick up their stuff. Milo frowned for a moment as he heard that they were really on their way, his nightmare not just being a dream.
"My stuff is packed. I'm gonna go for a walk."
Milo called to his parents as he walked out the door and closed it behind him, he couldn't hear what his mom said back to him but he didn't care. He just wanted some alone time before being stuck in the car for seven hours at the very least. He found his phone in his pocket and pulled the app open so that he could listen to music, his earbuds being put in with the satisfying click so that nobody could hear his music and he couldn't hear anybody.
Milo walked up and down the streets of his town, looking to see if there was anything he didn't want to forget, making sure to create a mental note for each object that triggered a memory. Milo stopped at the elementary school and looked around, finally sitting on the swings and looking through his social media. He saw how many people he would be leaving this time and sighed, his mind racing to try and figure out if the people here would miss him as much as the people from the last town.
Milo's music blasted in his ears as he listened to the melody of the song. He wanted to ignore the fact that he got a text from his mom saying he needed to come home and help load stuff into the moving truck. He stood up and turned the music up just a little bit louder, his head feeling the beats as he walked.
Milo saw the guys who were hauling furniture out of his house as he got back, his mind in too much shock to even think about what was going on. The house was mainly empty, almost everything in the truck. He saw his parents conducting where everything was going to be going when they got to the new house, as well as the final address the truck needed.
Milo raced up to his room and saw that all of his belongings were in the truck. The movers must have been earlier than they said they would be. He sat in the middle of the floor and laughed for a moment, taking his earbuds out as he sat there.
"It's time to go, Milo!"
"Coming!"
He got himself to walk as slow as possible down the stairs, seeing his dad smiling back up at him. He gave a weak smile and sighed as he was ushered to the car, his mom asking him where he wanted to go for lunch.
"I don't care."
Milo mumbled and dragged his feet as much as he could, trying to make it so that they couldn't leave. Milo looked out the car window one more time to see his house vanishing over the horizon. He turned himself back to the front of the car and pulled out his phone, hoping to find something to do while he listened to music. His mom tapped him on the knee from the passenger seat and Milo pulled out one earbud.
"What?"
"Where do you want to get lunch?"
"I don't know, maybe a place that serves food?"
Milo got a nasty look from his mom as his sarcasm dripped from his mouth, him rolling his eyes in frustration.
"Fine. How about that local place that serves the best onion rings?"
His mom smiled and told Milo's dad where to go. Milo put his earbud back in and listened to his music, Dumpty Humpty blaring in his ears.
. . .
The car ride was long, seven hours to be exact. Milo got out of the car and stretched his legs, his mind racing as he stood outside the new house. He didn't see the moving van yet, however, so he knew he would probably be on the floor tonight rather than in his bed. He knew he would be starting school the next week and he was hoping to be in his bed as much time as possible before then.
He looked around the neighborhood and saw that not many people seemed to be outside, even though the weather seemed to be nice. He saw a girl dressed in all black sitting on her front steps, obviously doing something on her phone. He shrugged it off, hoping that he would meet people who were a bit more normal in this town once he started school.
Milo reached into his pocket to get his phone and saw that he had a text from his aunt, saying that she hoped the trip went well and that he enjoys the new house. Milo rolled his eyes and texted back that everything was fine. He looked up from his phone as he heard a large noise indicating that the moving truck had finally gotten to their house.
Milo's boxes were piled up in his room, his bed put back together and his mattress unbound. He saw that his parents' room didn't look much different and gave another eye roll, sitting on his bed and looking out the window, not sure what school was going to bring for him.
. . .
Milo walked into the school nervous. Obviously nervous. So nervous that he was pretty sure you could see his palms dripping sweat. He saw the office at the front of the school and walked into it, stating his name and what he needed. A schedule. And a map, probably. The school's halls looked to be a neverending maze just from where he was. Milo smiled as the lady at the desk helped him, the principal staring him down for a moment before realizing that he was new and not there because he was in trouble like most of the other kids that were in the office. He smiled back and took his newly printed schedule.
"Uhg. English first. I already hate this."
Milo scanned the halls for the room he was assigned to for English and laughed, already lost. He heard someone behind him call out, asking if he needed help. Milo turned and saw a teacher standing in the doorway to her room, and asked where he could find room 131A. She pointed down the hall and Milo thanked her as he started off to the class.
He walked in and all eyes stared at Milo. He began to feel the sweat drip down the back of his neck. He saw the teacher smiling and introduced himself.
"Hello, I'm Mr. Lancer. You must be our new student, Milo."
He nodded to Lancer, seeing the students staring at him as he fidgeted with his hands.
"Would you like to introduce yourself to the class?"
"Uhhhh... Sure. I'm Milo, I just moved here last Thursday... Ummmm... I enjoy video games. I like to hang out on weekends I guess. Sorry, I'm a little bit of a socially awkward guy."
Lancer nodded and smiled again as Milo asked where he should sit.
"Why don't you take a seat in the back with Miss Manson. You ought to be able to see the board from back there."
Milo pushed his glasses up his nose and walked to the back of the room, his backpack slung over one shoulder. He saw that the only girl in the back of the room was the same girl he had seen sitting on her steps. Her clothes were still all black and nobody was sitting directly next to her. He saw a couple of people, who he assumed were jocks from the letterman jackets they wore, staring at him as he walked towards the girl in black.
He tried to sit next to some of the other people in the room, hoping to get some information on who he now knew to be Miss Manson. He saw that she was blankly staring at the front of the classroom. Her eyes seemed to almost be glossed over as she slowly turned her head towards Milo, his chair squeaking as he pulled it out to sit down. He looked back over at her and she turned away quickly, trying to avoid eye contact with him.
Milo saw his own reflection in her eyes as she stared at the board then, her hair pulled back just enough that he was able to see her face. He heard her phone vibrate on her desk, her hand slowly moving to see who had messaged her. He saw a contact photo that looked like a complete nerd. Milo straightened his glasses and looked back to the notes he was writing only to see scribbles all over his paper and part of the desk.
The girl raised her hand slowly, asking Lancer if she could leave the classroom for a moment. An angry sigh was given from the teacher as Miss Manson was given permission to leave the room, told to make it quick unless she wanted another detention like last week. She gave a small smirk and left the room silently, her boots being the only thing to make noise. Milo leaned back in his chair and tried to focus on his class but couldn't. She almost looked like she was dead inside, and it didn't just look like a lack of sleep.
Everything just seemed like it was "off" to Milo. He knew nothing about this girl, yet nothing seemed right. He didn't even know her first name and yet here he was saying that she was weird. He felt bad, but she seemed like bad luck, so he didn't want to be caught anywhere near her again after this class.
Milo dashed out of class when he heard the bell ring, just a couple more classes and then it was time to be more social and find where he would be sitting at lunch. He ran his hand through his hair as he tried to not overstress about where his next class was. Science, then History. This wouldn't be too bad. He found the science labs on the first floor and saw his classroom. He looked to see where the teacher pointed for him to sit.
Milo's heart nearly stopped as he saw that the teacher was trying to put him next to the girl in all black again. He saw that she was talking to the guys at the lab station in front of her, but as soon as Milo walked over, getting a hard no from the teacher when he asked if she was sure that he had to sit with "Miss Manson", the three stopped talking abruptly. The girl's eyes focused on the desk, and the two boys quickly turned around.
Milo looked at the three of them, obviously good friends or they wouldn't have turned around. But whatever it was they were keeping it a bit too secret for his liking.
'This is weird...'
Milo put his books down as he thought to himself, hoping that he would actually get to talk to these three and get some more information. He slid into his seat, still having a few moments before class started. He looked over to the girl and held out his hand.
"Hi, my name is Milo."
"Yeah. I know. You introduced yourself in English."
"Oh... Ummm..."
Milo didn't know how to respond, he heard some chuckles from the guys in front of him and felt his face turn a bit red, hoping they weren't laughing at him.
"I'm Sam. That's Tucker and Danny."
Milo smiled as the guys waved at him for a moment, thankfully looking much more friendly than Sam. Milo looked over at her and saw her drawing a bit on the table, obviously not caring what the teacher would say - which bothered Milo a bit seeing as he was a goody-two-shoes. Danny and Tucker turned themselves back around, cracking a few jokes as Milo took a deep breath, hoping to get along with his new lab partner so that he would pass the class.
He tried to ask her what kinds of things she liked doing, but she brushed it off and wouldn't answer him. He asked about what kind of music she liked and she sat dead silent. He tried to ask about her drawings, but all she did was cover them and turn her body away from him.
'Note to self, she doesn't like to make friends.'
Milo glanced up at the board as the teacher started to teach the class. He had always been an okay science student, and this school was actually a bit behind where he had been when he moved so Milo didn't feel the need to look at the board as much as some of the other students. He was able to keep his focus on Sam as he sat through the droning voice of the teacher. She seemed to either already know this stuff or didn't care about it.
He saw her reading a book under her desk, the pages turning rapidly as she scanned the pages, her fingers flying across the words as she read them. Milo tried to take his eyes away from what she was doing but couldn't, his mind racing as he tried to get a peek at what she was reading.
He saw a couple of runes on the pages as she turned them. Was she trying to learn witchcraft? Milo's heart raced, knowing that he had always taken an interest in these kinds of things, his neck craning a bit to see the pages more. He glanced up to see that the teacher hadn't noticed him paying attention to something else.
Milo gave a small, 'pssst' noise to Sam, hoping that this would be something they could connect over so that he could say he made at least one more friend at a new school for the fourth time. He looked up at her face and saw that she either hadn't heard him or was purposefully ignoring him. Milo felt that it was most likely the second option. He looked up and saw that the teacher was still teaching, not noticing that Milo wasn't paying attention. He made the same noise a little bit louder, Sam glancing over at him to see if he was seriously trying to bother her while in class.
Milo wrote on a post-it note and held it out to Sam under the lab table. She quickly snatched it to read his short message.
"Is that witchcraft? I've always found that kind of stuff interesting."
Milo watched as Sam quickly scribbled back to him and passed the note under the desk.
"Yeah. It is. You like it?"
Milo smirked slightly, hoping that nobody else had noticed. He quickly wrote back to Sam and passed the note, her curiosity in him liking witchcraft sparking hope that he would have a new friend.
"Yeah its really cool. Can you hold the book so I can see too?"
Sam quickly adjusted the book, letting Milo see. He sat and read with her in class rather than paying attention, but he didn't need to. Milo saw Sam take a piece of paper from the book that seemed to have been acting as a bookmark and quickly hid it, obviously not wanting Milo to see what it was. All he saw was that it was labeled, 'Map of the GZ' which only confused him. He tried to ask about it, but Sam quickly shut the book completely and shut Milo out even faster.
Milo didn't know what else to think about from then on in class. His mind was racing as he sat through the rest of the class, hoping to get even a small peak as to what it was Sam was hiding from him. When the teacher announced a pop quiz at the end of class he aced it, getting a perfect score. He was in a bit of shock at that as he hadn't been paying any attention to the quiz while taking it, hoping to know what he had done that made Sam yank the book away.
The bell rang and before Milo could even stand up Sam was gone. He saw the other two boys who Sam had been talking to packing up their things and asked why she was gone so fast. The one that Sam had introduced as Tucker glanced at Danny before answering Milo.
"Oh, uhhh... She's just being Sam, you know?"
"Yeah. She does this pretty often. Did you not have a couple of weird kids at your old school?"
The two gave Milo a couple of weird looks as he tried to find what to say back to them, their backpacks now slung over their shoulders as they waited for Milo to grab his belongings. He shuffled his feet for a moment, grabbing his almost unopened backpack from the floor and throwing it over his shoulder.
"We didn't have anyone quite as weird as Sam. I was the weird kid at my last two schools."
Danny and Tucker laughed, Milo, looking at them in confusion. Milo felt Danny nudge him in the side as they walked him to class. His mind raced as he saw Sam almost dashing through the hallway to try and avoid people, her locker slamming closed before she was gone in the blink of an eye.
"Then you've got a lot to look forward to. There's quite a few weird people and things around Amity Park."
Milo could have sworn he saw Danny's eyes flash from blue to green and to blue again before he looked away. He saw Tucker hold out a small post-it note with three numbers written on it.
"I think I've already seen some of the weird. And I think I'm in a bit over my head."
Milo mumbled and took the post-it from Tucker, his hand shaking as he grabbed the small slip of paper.
"What's this for?"
"You're new in town and looked like you needed some friends. Just let us know if you need anything."
"Wow, thanks! I really appreciate it!"
Milo pushed his glasses up on his nose and waved as the two friends walked into another classroom. Milo found his and sat down, hoping the teacher wouldn't force him to be around -
"Sam!"
Sam flinched as Milo realized the teacher had put him right next to her again. He should have guessed from how nobody else was in the seats around them.
"Oh. You again."
Sam let her backpack fall to the floor, slouching in her seat so that she could read her book without the teacher noticing. Milo heard a few whispers from other kids in the class as they saw what book Sam was reading. He saw that nobody approached her, however. Almost like she was taboo.
Milo quickly craned his neck, trying to see what page she was on, knowing that she would get upset if he did anything stupid or saw what she had hidden from him earlier. She heard him mumbling the words on the page as he read, obviously trying to start a conversation.
"What?"
Sam whispered back, knowing the teacher wasn't going to care. She always had detention, getting another wasn't going to change her behavior.
"I wanted to apologize. I don't know what I did in the last class but you seemed upset."
Milo made sure the teacher wasn't looking his way as Sam sighed in annoyance.
"You didn't do anything. It was my own stupidity."
"Then why didn't you let me keep reading the book? Some map fell out, that's all."
Sam's voice changed slightly, a bit more static to it than Milo remembered, the air around him growing cold.
"It's not just some map."
He saw that her hair was slightly defying gravity, her body almost looking like it was glitching.
"And it is none of your business."
Milo blinked a couple of times and saw that Sam was just sitting and reading her book. Her knees pressed to the table as he scanned over the pages. Milo sat himself back up straight, wondering if he had just imagined it. But it had felt so real. The images of Sam almost gave Milo chills down his spine with how unrealistic it was, but so detailed he couldn't have made it up.
"Saaaaaaam."
"What?!"
Sam snapped at Milo, obviously annoyed.
"Did you just do what I think you did?"
"I read my book in peace until you started bothering me."
Sam carelessly whispered back.
"What do you think I did?"
"Do you... did you mess with some of those runes and did they work? You didn't seem... human."
Sam looked at him with her usual glassy eyes, almost making her look dead.
"You think that I'm not human? Funny Miko."
"It's... it's Milo."
"Yeah, same thing. I'm assuming Danny and Tucker gave you my number?"
"How did you..."
"They do that a lot. Delete it if you don't want me to send a demonic being after you."
Milo turned away, seeing her body do the glitching every so often. He assumed that it was all a dream, a nightmare really. That he was just overtired from the move and that he was imagining things. But the rumors in the hallway started to make Milo wonder if this town was just weirder than he thought.
"The new kid has been hanging out with Manson recently. I heard that he triggered her to do some of the ghostly abilities they think she's getting from hanging around Phantom so much."
A blonde jock whispered to the lead cheerleader as Milo walked past.
"Oh, I know! And he's the first person the goth has talked to since she started drifting apart from the two losers."
"I wonder what Fenturd and Foley are gonna say about this."
Milo pulled his backpack farther up his shoulder, looking down as he passed the two who were talking. Ghostly abilities? Phantom? What were they talking about?
He saw his last class of the day and walked in, only to be put next to Sam, her book already out as Milo sighed and sat next to her, the rest of the class in shock that he was so close to the goth. She raised an eyebrow at him and closed the book, making sure that he didn't see what was inside of it. Milo wanted to know more about who Phantom was that the whole school kept talking about, and Sam was said to hang out with them a bit more than she should, but Milo knew Sam would consider that something that 'wasn't his business' and then push him away again.
Milo started scribbling notes to himself to make sure he remembered to ask Danny and Tucker about Sam's encounters with this Phantom person. Maybe they would know about him. Milo blinked and from the corner of his eye saw that Sam was gone. He turned his head and saw that she really wasn't there.
Looking around he realized that he couldn't see her anywhere in the room. It was almost like she had become invisible. He felt a small chill run down the back of his neck and blinked again, his eyes opening to see Sam standing with her front half bent over his desk. He almost jumped up, his small squeak of fright making Sam almost begin to laugh for a moment.
"What are you writing?"
Milo felt his head flood with ideas for what to say since this was going to be a set of notes about her that he noticed and didn't exactly want her nose in. He grinned widely as he opened his mouth, still having a minute or two before class started.
"That's none of your business."
Milo's grin only made Sam angrier, her upper body, arms, and hair beginning to glitch again as her temper rose.
"That's not funny, Miso."
"It's still Milo."
Sam's glitching began to calm, Milo trying to see if anyone else noticed it or if he was just dreaming or seeing things.
"Uh huh... right. Just let me see what you're writing."
"Let me see the map."
Milo put the notes away in his backpack and crossed his arms, hoping to see the map and understand what was happening. He saw Sam flick her eyes to her backpack before looking back to him.
"You can't see that. It's private."
"Then you can't see my notes. They're just as private."
The bell rang and Milo heard Sam almost hiss as the teacher told her to take her seat so they could begin. Milo felt the tension in the air vanish, Sam's body once again looking human, all except for her eyes. He shivered for a moment before looking back up at the board and listened to the teacher drone on. His mind was racing about what happened, wondering if anyone else had seen what Sam's body had done in the past few classes.
The class quickly passed, Milo seeing a kid who hadn't really said anything hateful about anyone yet, rushing to the front of the class to ask about Sam.
"Hi!"
The kid turned around, his glasses giving a glare over his eyes so Milo couldn't make eye contact.
"I'm Milo. Can I ask who you are?"
"Mikey. Why are you talking to me?"
Milo was a bit taken aback by what Mikey had said. He had never been at a school where there was any kid who wasn't talked to. Except for Milo, but he moved too often to really make friends with.
"Why wouldn't I talk to you?"
"No reason. It's nice to meet you."
"Yeah... So, does anybody else notice what's going on with Sam Manson?"
Mikey gave Milo a weird look, making him see that he needed to be a bit more specific.
"You know, like, her vanishing, changing the temperature of the room, her body almost looking like it's glitching?"
Mikey gave a nervous glance in the direction of where Sam had been sitting, hoping that she was gone.
"Yeah. Most people notice it. Nobody wants to be around her. It's like she's started getting effected by how much she hangs out with Phantom. He's cool and all, but she's lost all of her friends and I wouldn't say that it's worth it. I'd stay away from her if I were you."
Milo wanted to ask more questions, but he at least knew that Phantom was a 'he' now. His mind wanted to jump to conclusions but knew that it would be even worse than getting more information first. He thanked Mikey and walked out of class, glad that the school day was pretty much over, his classes finally done.
He began walking himself home, the whole town looking normal with quick glances but seeming slightly weird each time Milo paid close attention. So many people were talking about ghosts. Ghost attacks, ghost hunters, ghost boys... Ghost boys? Could that be Phantom?
Milo tried to strain his ears to hear what was being said and heard 'ghost boy' and 'phantom' in the same sentence, making Milo think that maybe they weren't the same person, just because they would have used the same name both times. He hung his head as he walked back to his house, seeing a huge sign lit up on one of the houses, which let him know his place was just down the street.
Milo saw his new house, it stood out just from what color the outside of the building was, making it that much easier for him to find it. He lightly worked his way up the steps and threw his backpack on the floor in the kitchen, grabbing a couple of drinks and a snack to take up to his room. He slung the backpack over his one shoulder, balancing all of his consumables in one arm so that he could walk up the stairs. He threw everything onto his bed, the mattress bouncing slightly from the sudden impact.
Milo opened his first drink and grabbed his phone as well as the post-it from Tucker from his backpack, sitting at his desk with his feet propped up on the edge of his bed frame. He quickly typed in the two guys' numbers and said a quick hello, waiting to see what they would say back. He took another drink and tried to wait patiently, writing everything that he thought in the section of notes he had earlier.
He saw the list get longer and longer as he waited for a text to come in from either of the two guys at school, if not both of them since he made it a small group chat. He tried to not look at his phone too much, hoping that he didn't sound too desperate in his few short texts to the boys. He waited for a moment and thought about opening his browser to do some more research about Amity Park before he heard a small ding from his phone.
A new message was seen from the number that he had set as Tucker, a short hello being said and Tucker typing, probably to answer Milo's questions. Milo grabbed his phone and looked, seeing a friendly hello and smiling emoji, making Milo feel a little bit better about texting the guys. He saw Tucker's typing stop for a moment, a short and kind hello from Danny popping up in the chat.
"Hey, Milo! Glad you reached out! I saw you had some questions about our town. We're here to help, my dude."
Milo smiled. His phone buzzing lightly as Tucker's message came through with some of the answers.
"So you asked about Phantom, right? He's a little bit hard to explain. Especially to someone who isn't from Amity Park. He's kind of like our teen superhero. He was hated at first but the town grew to love him."
It switched to Danny typing.
"Sam hangs around him a lot, a lot more than she even hangs around us anymore. We all used to be really close, but once Phantom was created she started to drift away."
Milo rapidly typed back, not understanding why Sam would do that. And wanting to know how Phantom was created.
"Are you guys telling me that your friend left you because of some "superhero" being created? How was he created? What is he?"
Milo could almost feel a bit of tension in the chat, neither of the boys typing, just looking at his answer while he waited. Milo figured that they were texting each other, that they were being just a secretive as Sam was in class the whole day.
"Milo, did nobody tell you anything about Phantom when you moved in?"
"No. I hadn't really seen anyone to talk to until now. You guys are the first people I've had more than a small hello with."
Tucker's number was typing for what felt like an eternity, Milo's heart racing, mentally begging for answers to finally be given to him, that things would finally begin to make a bit of sense.
Tucker's number stopped, Milo's heart skipping a beat as he saw the next message loading.
"Phantom is the town's teen ghost superhero. He was created in an accident, but nobody knows too much about that. He's a ghost, so we all assume he died in an accident, like a car accident or something like that. We don't know when, but he's a hero. He does what he can to save anyone in the town. It's a little bit like the teens in comic books. But he's a ghost."
Milo looked at the message for a moment, trying to take in the concept of a ghost in the town as a hero. This brought up so many questions, but he didn't want to interrupt Danny's typing.
"As for Sam, when she found that we had a ghost boy that always tried to help people, she was almost immediately drawn to him. They got along really well the first time they met, so they never really separated. She got a bit closer to him than either of us liked."
Milo saw Danny typing more and waited to see what he said, his fingers itching to type a reaction.
"My parents are ghost hunters, so I know how they can affect humans and we were worried about Sam. But she wouldn't listen to us. She started to get a bit more ghostly as she spent more time with the ghost. She begged him to begin using his powers on her regularly. Invisibility, intangibility. She got really close to him while he was using ectoplasmic beams of energy."
"We still worry about her. But she's gotten very different. The side effects are beginning to show themselves through Sam's emotions. It's eerie, to say the least."
Milo sat and looked, seeing that nobody else was typing. He pulled up the keyboard on his phone and tried to answer what they had just told him without looking like he was in shock.
"So your town has ghosts in it. And Sam left you guys for the town hero. And now... Now she doesn't act quite as human. I'm so sorry about that, it's a lot to think about."
"Yeah, I guess you could say that she's pretty good at finding the supernatural. We never thought it would get this far."
Danny's message gave Milo chills, flashes of the day when Sam was showing the strange side effects of being around a ghost showing themselves suddenly in his mind. He saw her form fraying, her disappearing, her making the air almost static and sending chills down Milo's spine.
He saw that nobody was typing in the chat. It was like they were texting each other while they waited for him to respond to Danny's last message.
"Is there anything I can do for you guys? Or would you prefer I stay out of it?"
"There's not really anything that anyone can do. We tried to put together a type of intervention for her, but it did nothing. She's her own kind of person. You can try talking to her about it, but I doubt you'll get anywhere."
Tucker's message gave Milo a few ideas of how to talk to Sam, but he didn't want to do that until she trusted him a bit more. Maybe she would talk to him if she saw Milo talking to her old best friends.
Milo continued talking to the boys for a while, asking questions about how close they were, and when Sam started to change due to being around a ghost so much. Milo learned that being around ghosts and letting the ghosts use their powers on you every so often, long enough to phase you through a wall or fly you to safety, wasn't all that dangerous. It shouldn't have any effects on somebody. But Sam had the ecto-energy in her more frequently than anyone else, and for longer amounts of time than they knew were safe, which is why she was having these weird side effects.
Milo felt almost bad for the two friends, the ones who had welcomed him to Amity Park, who didn't care where his dad was working. He felt bad for them because their friend had left them. He felt more welcome here than anywhere else, and yet everyone seemed to be so secretive. Especially Sam, who piqued his curiosity. He felt drawn to her from how different she was.
Milo pushed his glasses up on his nose, hearing his mom call him to dinner and excusing himself from the chat with Danny and Tucker, saying that he would be back later, and if not he would see them tomorrow. Milo stood up and walked to his kitchen table, sitting down and telling his parents that it was a good first day of classes.
. . .
Milo kept seeing Sam doing weird things, kept seeing her emotions change her form and how she looked. He saw that she was changing the room temperature, that ice seemed to form around her in the classrooms. He almost wanted to see what she did but wanted to get her to trust him more before asking about Phantom.
So far all Milo knew was that he was teen and that ghosts tended to haunt the town. How had his parents managed to forget mentioning that?
Milo walked to his next class, hearing the jock and cheerleader whispering about how he was acting and how he was getting a little bit too close with the losers of the class. He felt their eyes staring into the back of his head as he walked past them, their words hurting as they hit him.
Milo felt his body wanting to move faster but didn't want to make it look obvious that he was hurt by their words. He didn't want them to know that they were winning. Milo was used to being bullied at school, he had grown used to just powering through their insults, through their words. He learned to make it seem like they weren't achieving anything and that they would get the message and stop trying to destroy you.
It was when the jock grabbed Milo by the back of his shirt and tried to shove him into a locker that Milo realized how different the tiny city was. He heard a few people trying to stand up for him, seeing Danny trying to stand up for him before the jock could get Milo all the way into the locker.
He heard his friend standing up to some guy who was at least twice his size both in height and with how defined his muscles were. Milo almost wanted to tell Danny to run, but he noticed that Danny seemed to know what he was doing, having dealt with this jock before.
Milo saw Danny move forward, obviously not afraid of the jock, calling him Dash, which Milo then figured was the name of the jock. He heard a scoff from Dash, Milo's feet hitting the floor as he was let go of. He tried to see what happened but Danny seemed to move too fast for him to see anything.
How did Danny move that fast? Milo tried to watch him but only saw a blur. When Dash ran, Milo decided to blame the fact that he had been held by the neck, Dash holding pretty tight so he probably hadn't had enough oxygen in his brain.
Danny picked him up from the ground, Milo thanking him and asking what happened. Danny just shrugged it off and told him that Dash tended to underestimate him. He felt that it was nothing and just liked being able to help somebody else when they needed it.
Milo thanked him graciously and continued on with his day.
The next several days were similar, people still avoiding him except for Tucker and Danny, Sam only just starting to warm up to him and his enjoyment of witchcraft like hers. He still felt welcomed, more than any other town, and his dad had gotten a promotion. He was happy, and Milo was actually starting to get happy that they wouldn't be moving, too.
. . .
It had been about two months since Milo moved in. He found himself hanging out with Tucker and Danny a bit more, the guys being very welcoming to the area. At least, more welcoming than any other friends had been in any other towns. But everything was still very secret from Milo, the whispers in the halls still happening every day. He listened to the kids talking about him, talking about Phantom, talking about Sam. He felt the pull inside of him to talk to Sam, to understand why she had done this to herself, changed herself to an almost inhuman being.
In their first class, Sam raised her hand, just like she had on the first day of school. Milo saw her sneak out of the class, silent as always. Milo raised his hand as well and the teacher excused him, Sam, not even looking back to see who was excused, the door had just closed behind her. Milo slinked just behind Sam, trying to avoid being noticed. He felt the air around him gaining the static feeling that Sam usually gave off, but instead saw Tucker and Danny standing in a small side hall with fewer classrooms, waiting for Sam.
She seemed to smile as the boys waved her over, their hands moving too quickly for Milo to see what they were grabbing from what looked like their lockers, he saw a couple of pictures of the three of them hanging on the inside of the doors before they were slammed closed. Danny and Tucker whispered something to Sam, her nodding making Milo realize that something was going on but he couldn't tell what.
He saw Danny frown for a moment, a small flash of light making Milo blink. When he opened his eyes he saw Sam and Tucker standing by the sides of some new kid. He didn't see where Danny had gone. Instead, was some young teen that looked like he was glowing. His hair and eyes were unnatural colors, his outfit slick and pitch black. He took the witchcraft book from Sam and Milo felt his voice as it traveled through the air, sounding like Danny's with radio static behind it.
Tucker shooed the two away, grabbing his computer from his locker and typing up what looked like an exact replica of a teacher's excuse note. Milo walked over to Tucker, Sam, and who he assumed was Phantom, had phased through the ceiling. Milo sat next to Tucker silently. He slid onto the floor and let himself breathe for a moment before speaking.
"Was that Phantom?"
Tucker jumped a bit, his computer screen being closed quickly. He saw that Milo was in a lot of shock, probably having seen more than Tucker would have wanted. He tried to figure out what to say, not knowing how to make Milo feel any better.
"That was. How much did you see or hear?"
Milo let out a small laugh, the emotion behind it missing, almost nothing being felt.
"Probably more than you wanted me to see. I didn't hear much though, just followed Sam when she left class."
Tucker reopened his computer, typed Milo's name into the document and printed it on a travel printer in his locker. He handed it to Milo and sighed.
"This will get you out of class for the day. Me, Danny, and Sam will meet you outside of FentonWorks in a couple of hours. There's a lot more to this town than you know."
Milo took the paper to the teacher, grabbing his stuff before darting to the building labeled as FentonWorks. He saw Danny and Sam standing outside, Tucker running not too far behind Milo to make it to the building. They saw the boy in shock, Danny's eyes flashing an unnatural green for a moment as he phased his arm into the door to unlock it, obviously not being able to find his key.
"Guys, what's going on?"
Milo tried to get the three to open up to him, their mouths closed tightly until they were locked in Danny's bedroom, Sam and Tucker feeling at home in the room while Milo felt more awkward than ever.
"I'm sorry you had to be introduced into this madness the hard way, Milo."
"You seemed like a good friend. I thought we would be able to trust you eventually anyway, but I'm sorry you found out the hard way."
Danny motioned for Milo to sit down, forcing him to feel like he was on the spot. The other three all seemed to know what was going to happen, but a feeling of dread filled Milo's stomach.
"What are you guys talking about?"
Milo sank back, Danny, Tucker, and Sam finally relaxing a little bit. He saw that they were on the brink of laughing, while still being serious.
"Bro we don't mean to scare you or anything. Just know that this is a bit of a serious topic because you will be the fifth person to know Phantom's secret identity."
Tucker put a hand on his shoulder, Milo giving them strange looks. He saw the three friends give each other looks, checking the lock on the door one more time. He saw that it was locked and that there were no cars in the driveway, Danny's family obviously gone from the house.
"Milo, I'm Danny Fenton, right?"
Milo nodded his head to Danny. His mind racing to piece together what was going on.
"I'm also Danny Phantom."
Milo didn't understand at first. How could he be both people, they were so different and so unique, and yet he saw one of them vanish and the other appear. He started to question, but Sam shushed him quickly.
"Stop. It was a lab accident that I forced Danny into. He walked into his parent's ghost portal and turned it on at my request. He died."
"HALF- died. I'm only half-ghost."
"Right. So I half-killed my best friend. That's why I had a map to the Ghost Zone in that book."
Milo sat in silence, hearing what was going on. He almost wanted to scream in frustration. He had been lied to, had probably just been pranked because he was the new kid in the school. Because he was different. He felt the anger, the hurt, the confusion bubbling beneath his skin.
The other three in the room began explaining things to him, that he was on the list of people to trust because they generally didn't make friends, even when new people arrived at school. And most people generally knew about the ghosts that haunted the town, but Milo was clueless.
He looked around and saw smiling faces looking back at him, saw that they were proud to admit him into their friend group. He saw them looking at him, almost a little worried when it took him a minute to understand that they were happy with Milo, not just trying to make him feel stupid.
Danny even gave him proof that he was half-ghost, giving off the chill in the air, showing that with how often Sam was working with Danny was why she was having side effects. Tucker always got them excuses to be late to class, ways to beat the ghosts a little bit easier each time. Tucker wasn't close to the ghostly beings as much as Sam was.
Milo put the pieces in place, his glasses being pushed up his nose slightly before Sam ruffled his hair for a moment, calling him a dork. He felt his friends try and pick him up off the floor where he had been sitting. He was still in shock at what they had done, what they had said. Still in shock that he had made friends that actually trusted him like nobody else ever had. He smiled as they began telling him stories, letting Milo feel even more welcome in the small city of Amity Park.
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Dhudusudidiznz can you draw a giant Susie and tiny Lancer plz,,, just noticed youre into deltarune and that is like my obsession rn
he looks like a little onion.........
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♡ Kris Kin Memories ♡
I'm not sure if I'll find anyone again, but if I do it would be very nice to see how everyone is doing. Also I'm currently 22, so 18 and over please if these sound familiar! This is a sfw zone because anything not sfw about me (Kris) makes me uncomfortable, sorry.
I don't have memories of Lancer yet unfortunately, but I did like him at least. What a good friend.
♡ I absolutely ate moss and stuck shakles on myself because I thought it would be funny, but I feel bad because I made Ralsei worry.
♡ I am much gentler where the only violent thing I did was pull out the SOUL once, but I came to terms with having it and learnt to be harmonious about it. I initially ripped it out because I didn't like the idea of losing who I was and all that. But I think we came to an aggreement that the SOUL can stay if I was allowed to be myself and make my own choices. Don't ask how. I don't know myself I don't remember.
♡ I'm quiet in my canon, but I also remember doing a lot of things for the hell of it....like putting the bathbomb in the toilet.
♡ I was pretty close to Ralsei, and I remember being very fond of him.
♡ I'm a little bit older (about a year or two) than the current canon because my timeline is passed that. The events of Deltarune already happened, and I remember going back pretty often.
♡ I think Susie and I actually did our group project together. Like, properly did our group project. I think it was a lot more fun doing it with a friend.
♡ At some point after Deltarune chapter 1, I forgot everything. I don't know why, and I don't know how, but all I remember is that something happened to me. But I'm slowly remembering everything again now. I'm sorry it took so long. I think everyone was sad I forgot. I don't know why I forgot or how I'm so sorry.
♡ I think Susie tried to take me to the Darkworld when I forgot, but I still couldn't remember. She took my amnesia pretty hard. Probably took it the hardest out of all of my friends. While those memories where I forgot don't affect me anymore, I still feel bad. I remember always wanting to be heroic in the Darkworld, but I couldn't do it when I forgot everything.
♡ Some of my most notable features are my mint green & pink sweater, the black ribbon around my neck, and I had slightly longer hair. You could actually see one of my eyes. They were pink in the Overworld, and red in the Darkworld.
♡ Following that, when Ralsei and I found the white ribbon, I tied it around my neck in a bow. Ralsei thought it was cute and it made me pretty happy to hear tbh.
♡ My Darkworld cape and Ralsei's scarf were the same shade of a reddish pinkish kinda colour. We matched. I loved it.
♡ We were the Fun Gang in my canon.
♡ I really miss Asriel. Home isn't the same without him. I was really close to him. We did play some pranks together haha, but that was when we were much younger. He liked to noogie me when I least expected it, especially when he felt proud of me.
♡ My dad's hugs were nice. I hug Ralsei like that sometimes haha.
♡ I think Asriel hugs me like dad does too.
♡ Speaking of Asriel, he would always be so done with puns. It didn't help that my mom and I would make puns so much. I'd always call him Azzy when I was teasing him.
♡ I was definitely friends with Sans and Papyrus, but I remember eyeing Sans a little because I wonderded if he had a thing for my mom. I wasn't ready to call him "dad," and I am still not ready to call him that.
♡ Yes, mom and dad were still divorced in my canon.
♡ I don't remember much about Papyrus, but I remember I thought he was pretty great.
♡ I spent a lot of time sleeping in. I was late for class a lot because of it. That only happened after Asriel left for college, though. He was pretty insistent on getting me to school on time.
♡ Asriel came back after I got amnesia. He was really sad about it, but between college and me I didn't see him much. He always took me to the bench where Onion san was to talk though. We got milkshakes pretty often. He was really patient even though I didn't remember him.
♡ Mom absolutely let me stay at home because of the amnesia, but I spent more time wandering around instead. At first she worried a lot, but calmed down after I figured out my way around. Plus if I was lost, I got Undyne to bring me back. Idk how I did. Sometimes it was Sans. Sometimes Papyrus? Just, whoever I guess.
♡ I knew mom would throw away all the flowers dad would pass to me, so I think at some point I asked mom if I could just bring them somewhere else. I'm not sure where. Probably the cemetery or something? I know it was somewhere where flowers were okay to leave. I just felt bad that the flowers would be put in the trash all the time.
♡ I got into so much trouble for eating a whole pie once. I got so sick, but Susie just gave me a thumbs up when she heard.
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