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[CN] Victor’s S2 Glimmer Of Dawn Date (Eng Translation)

This date features S2 Victor, but doesn’t contain any spoiler from the main story~ :>

It’s VERY IMPORTANT to read the company project prior to the date. So, please read that first before proceeding under the cut: ♡

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[Note]: The rough translation of Victor’s karma name is “The brilliant scenery across the four seasons.” In other words, it refers to “Going through life hand-in-hand, together.” 🥺❤️

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✧[Section 1]✧

MC: After the Glimmer Of Dawn Food Market officially opens for business tomorrow, we will be filming the process from beginning to end until the early hours of the morning.

MC: After the filming part is concluded, we just have to wait for the editing and the production to be done.

MC: Since it’s a documentary of a small scale, we are estimating that it will be able to go online in the next quarter.

I close the proposal document and breathe out softly. Just at this moment, a brightly colored booklet accidentally slips out of the proposal document, causing me to hasten to cover it up.

Feeling a line of sight being cast on the top of my head, I hurriedly look up and try to find another topic of conversation.

MC: One more thing! Have you noticed anything special when you passed by the food market area these past few days?

Victor’s gaze pauses on my hand covering the booklet, retracting it shortly afterward.

Victor: Things have been quite busy at LFG recently, so I haven’t paid attention.

Just as I’m about to open my mouth complacently, Victor continues with his words immediately afterward.

Victor: But, I don’t need to look to know what’s going on.

Victor: Are you running some kind of flashy promotional campaign again and thinking about wanting to get me to participate?

MC: ...you truly have incredible foresight with supernatural accuracy, Great CEO.

Victor: It’s so-so. I still can’t compare to a big producer who gives her heart out for LFG’s investment projects.

Victor raises his eyes as he teases me, the corners of his lips bending upward in a tiny arc.

Blinking, I remember the answer he has just given me, and ask with some uncertainty.

MC: Speaking of which, haven’t things been pretty busy at LFG lately? So you won’t be able to fulfill what you promised me for tomorrow, will you?

Seeing that I’m somewhat nervous, Victor actually loosens up.

Victor: A certain dummy’s eyes are about to widen round and round.

Victor: Even if LFG is busy, it’s not to the degree that can make me renege on my promise.

Victor: I’ll wait for you downstairs at the office half an hour early tomorrow.

He arranges everything in a few words. I set my heart at ease, nodding in agreement.

MC: Okay! I’ll be waiting for you tomorrow~

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✧[Section 2]✧

The next day, Victor and I arrive at the Glimmer Of Dawn Food Market ahead of time.

Surprisingly, although the door is not yet open, there is already a large crowd surrounding the periphery. I step forward towards the gathering with some uncertainty.

MC: Excuse me, what’s with the queue here?

A middle-aged uncle points to his phone interface and kindly introduces me to it.

Passer-by Uncle: Wasn’t the Glimmer Of Dawn Food Market previously closed down for the reconstruction? It’s opening for business today.

Passer-by Uncle: So long as you follow “Glimmer Of Dawn Food Market” on social media and participate in the mini-games, you can get a 20% off your grocery shopping for the entire next month!

Passer-by Uncle: Miss, you can also come and give it a try if you usually cook. It’s just a matter of distinguishing between some similar-looking vegetables anyway.

As it turns out, they’ve all actually come to queue for the new event. I can’t help but feel happy and return to Victor’s side.

MC: This is that new campaign I was telling you about!

MC: I didn’t expect this many people to show up. So it seems that it was a good idea after all, hehe.

I look at Victor in high spirits and present an invitation.

MC: The stall owners will provide specific test questions at the food market. Victor, let’s participate too, shall we?

MC: Participation is integral~

Seeing the impatient look on my face, Victor appears pensive for a moment but still nods his head in agreement.

Victor: We can participate.

Victor: But can you tell the difference between yellow chives and yellow garlic chives?

Victor suddenly tosses me a question, leaving me slightly stumped for words.

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[OPTION A]: Of course I can. Who are you looking down on?

[OPTION B]: Aren’t they of the same kind? (Haven’t found anyone selecting this option yet)

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⊳ [OPTION A] Of course I can. Who are you looking down on?

MC: Of course I can tell them apart!

I puff out my chest and answer rapidly.

MC: Although both are yellow vegetables, yellow chives have flat leaves, and yellow garlic chives have curly leaves.

Victor slightly arches an eyebrow.

Victor: It appears that you’ve done quite a lot of homework.

I smile gleefully, pushing him to walk forward.

MC: A scholar who’s made great progress should be regarded in a new light. And what’s more, I’ve been watching you cook for a long time now.

MC: I’ve become familiar with a lot of dishes that I overlooked before!

I speak in a manner as though making a solemn vow, but Victor tosses me a rather suspicious glance and turns to size up the crowd in the queue.

When Victor isn’t paying attention to me, I seize the moment and take the planner out of my bag and flip through the booklet that is sandwiched inside.

It has a few words printed on it– “Vegetable Encyclopedia.” This is the material I’ve secretly collected for this event over the past few days.

In the interests of fairness, I don’t know the specific questions for today’s test, only that it is related to all categories of vegetables.

I don’t want to cause some embarrassing incident in front of Victor. So, I’ve spent the past few days concentrating all my efforts on “making up for the missed lessons” on all sorts of vegetables.

When the time to register for the competition arrives, we need to enter our ID on the applet page. After entering my nickname, I curiously probe to look at Victor’s phone interface.

MC: You have to enter your ID name for this test. Victor, what do you wanna be called?

Victor shoots a glance at the name of the mini-game–– “Who Is The Genuine Vegetable Encyclopedia.”

Victor: Let’s enter the name “Vegetable Encyclopedia.”

MC: ...that’s so casual.

I give it a thought, then propose with a beaming smile on my face as I look up at him.

MC: Let me add a word for you~

Victor has always played along with me regarding trivial matters like this. But when I hand him back his phone after typing, he glances over at it, and his face immediately turns dark.

The name of the ID adorned with a tiny cartoon green oilseed rape avatar is, however–– “Vegetable Encyclopedia Jr.”.

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[Note]: MC names Victor’s ID “蔬菜小百 (Shūcài Xiǎo Bǎikē).” A literal translation of it would be “Little Vegetable Encyclopedia.” Here, MC is specifically teasing Victor’s childhood food-market-going experience with his dad~ 💘

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Along with the words “Competition Begins” appearing on the screen, the “tac tac” sound of typing into the phone screen can be heard from all around.

In case the elderly participants don’t know how to use a smartphone, an exclusive vegetable stand for offline quizzes has also been prepared as a precaution.

The criterion for evaluating the winner is who can distinguish the most number of vegetables within the time limit.

MC: This is garlic sprouts. These are lettuce leaves. This is...

Even though my rushed preparation in advance has been effective so far, I still have a hard time when faced with the white “garlic” before my eyes.

MC: Is this garlic? But I keep feeling that it can’t be this simple...

I look at Victor for help, and he is concise and comprehensive.

Victor: It’s lily.

With a light tap of his finger, he moves on to the next question. A round green vegetable appears on the screen.

I open my mouth immediately.

MC: This is Chinese...

Victor: Chinese cabbage of Taihu Lake Basin.

For the last question, a purple-colored lump appears on the screen.

MC: This is purple...

Victor: It’s Purple Yam.

Victor submits the answers. All correct.

And I got 70 points, which can be barely counted as a pass.

The final ranking table soon pops up on the screen, and “Vegetable Encyclopedia Jr.”. tops the list awe-inspiringly.

The middle-aged uncles and aunties participating in the competition around us begin to whisper.

Auntie: Who is this mysterious “Vegetable Encyclopedia Jr.?” Really impressive, must be a kitchen master.

Hearing their discussion, I can’t help but laugh up my sleeves, causing me to receive a not-so-gentle-or-firm tap on the head by Victor beside me. What accompanies that action is the sound of his helpless voice.

Victor: [sulking adorably] ...this is all your doing.

At this moment, the emcee walks over and announces the result.

Emcee: Now, Mr. “Vegetable Encyclopedia Jr.” in the online quiz area and Grandma Zheng in the offline quiz area have got all the questions right.

Emcee: As a result, we currently need to go for one more play-off.

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✧[Section 3]✧

Emcee: Nowhere else can we tell the time faster and more accurately than at the food market, reminding us of the changing seasons.

Emcee: Therefore, the rule of the play-off is to see who can be the quickest to find ingredients in accordance with the spring, summer, autumn, and winter dishes.

Emcee: The two customers who were able to obtain the victory in Vegetable Encyclopedia must be the masters of culinary arts in the kitchen. So let’s hold our breath and see.

At the emcee’s instruction, the game has begun. Grandma Zheng at the side seems to have already chosen her target and walks directly towards the booth of the springtime bamboo shoots.

I’m left somewhat blank for a while. I originally just wanted to emphasize the participation, but I didn’t expect the competition to go into overtime.

MC: Victor, are you going to participate?

Victor picks up the basket on the side, giving me a look.

Victor: Since I’ve accepted a certain someone’s invitation, I certainly won’t leave it unfinished.

His gaze darts back and forth between the two similarly designed stalls which have eggplants on display. After receiving the stall owner’s permission, he reaches out and squeezes the eggplants from each of the stall individually.

Then calmly choosing the stall on the right, he picks a few and puts them in the basket.

Seeing the skill and ease with which Souvenir’s chef is handling everything, I also can’t help looking forward to the final result.

While Grandma Zheng is still picking and choosing the springtime bamboo shoots, Victor has already picked out all the vegetables.

The uncles and aunties among the onlookers, who initially sized up Victor with a skeptical gaze, are all overawed and begin to whisper to each other.

Uncle: This young man seems to have quite a good understanding. The leeks for early spring and the cabbage for late autumn are excellent choices.

Auntie: The old lady is being extremely punctilious again and hasn’t gone for the choice of garlic chives and Chinese cabbage.

Auntie: Anyway, I thought he must have chosen some out-of-the-ordinary vegetables when I saw that he was wearing a rather exquisite suit, but I didn’t expect him to be a man of life.

Auntie: Young people of this generation are pretty good, huh~

Amidst the praises of the uncles and aunties, I take Victor’s basket and give it a look over.

MC: Garlic chives, Chinese cabbage, lotus root, pork ribs, eggplant, acacia flowers...

MC: All these vegetables are very ubiquitous. Why is everyone praising you for your good choice?

I humbly ask for guidance. Victor tosses me a glance, his tone unhurried.

Victor: Who was the one that said just now, “A scholar who’s made great progress should be regarded in a new light?”

MC: ...let’s forget about it for now.

MC: There’s also another old saying that goes, “Be nimble and eager to learn. Don’t feel ashamed to ask questions”~

I stare at Victor with an inquisitive gaze. He doesn’t keep me on tenterhooks and speaks in a straightforward manner.

Victor: There’s originally no set of fixed interpretations for the dishes of the four seasons. The sole merit of the seasonal dishes is simply their freshness.

Victor: So as long as you choose the ingredients that taste the best when they’re in season, that will suffice.

Victor: Spring is the season for acacia flower and garlic chives, which you can use to make acacia flower and garlic chives egg pancakes.

Victor: Eggplant is ripe in summer, making it especially suitable for home-stewed eggplant.

Victor: Similarly, lotus root and pork rib soup are for autumn, and cabbage stew for winter.

Victor: Not only are these dishes simple, but they also restore the flavor of the seasonal vegetables to the maxim.

Victor unhurriedly explains the reasons behind the selection of his ingredients as though he is conducting some kind of strategic meeting in the LFG office right now.

Auntie: Little girl, you are very lucky! Your boyfriend seems to be an excellent cook.

A crimson blush finds itself prancing onto my face. Just as I’m about to say something, the bell rings out in the distance for the end of overtime.

Very soon, the results based on the consensus are out.

Deserving of her recognition as a kitchen veteran, Grandma Zheng’s vegetables are more resonating with the local taste. Therefore, she wins the first prize.

Victor humbly receives the second prize.

Holding the second prize in between my fingers–– a 20% discount coupon for the food market– I smile and take Victor’s arm, swaying it at him.

MC: Thanks to Chef Victor, we’ll have cheap and excellent quality vegetables for the next month.

MC: When we were passing by just a while ago, I saw a café right around the corner. In order to express my gratitude, I’ll treat you to a cup of seasonal coffee!

Victor gives me a sideways glance. The forenoon sunlight streams through the treetops and descends on his eyelashes, illuminating his dark eyes.

He taps me on the head with the coupon in his hand. Though a little helpless, a smile graces the corners of his lips.

Victor: [laughs, and it sounds like heaven] Greedy cat. Lead the way.

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✧[Section 4]✧

Pushing open the door to the café, I instantly smell the fresh sweet aroma of roasted beans.

Next to the coffee machine, the small blackboard reads the new coffees in season. I promptly push Victor in first.

Victor: What’s going on?

I push him forward all the way over to a seat by the window. Then locking my eyes with his puzzled gaze, I open my mouth in an irrefutable tone.

MC: You’ve chosen the seasonal ingredients at the food market just earlier. Let me choose the seasonal coffee for you now.

MC: Take a look at this coffee I’ve chosen. I wonder if it conforms to CEO Victor’s preference?

Victor gives me a noncommittal answer.

Victor: You’ve been buying coffee for me for so long. Don’t you know my preferences like the back of your hand?

I smile gleefully, not denying it.

MC: But this shop has a lot of new varieties. I just took a look, and there are several kinds that we haven’t tried before.

MC: For example... coriander coffee!

Victor knits his brows together into a frown that is visible to the unaided eye, seemingly wondering who invented this flavor of the coffee.

Seeing the look on his face, I blink, place the proposal document in my arms on the table and turn to order at the front desk.

When I’m returning to my seat carrying the coffee tray, I steal a quick glance at Victor sitting in his place, looking at some kind of documents.

I can’t help but laugh in spite of myself. This man really can’t stop for even a moment. I wonder what big multi-million dollar project he’s busy with again.

Just as I’m thinking about this, he seems to have sensed something and suddenly lifts his eyes to meet my gaze.

I freeze slightly, looking at the man bathed in sunlight before my eyes.

The weather seems to have already become a little sweltering. He has slightly unbuttoned the button in front of his chest while waiting for me, revealing a small patch of skin.

The dark shirt casts a light reflection on his glasses, displaying a competent and sophisticated impression.

This appearance of him is entirely different from when we were at the food market earlier, brimming with the vigor of immersing himself in the mundane matters of life. For a moment, I find myself being so bedazzled as I watch that my feet stagnate dead in their tracks.

However, in the next second, Victor looks at me, the corners of his lips curving themselves into a “mysterious” smile.

MC: Hmm?

Some unsettling feelings rush forth in my heart, and I suspiciously shift my line of sight towards the “document” in his hand.

The familiar brightly colored title immediately leaps into my field of view, and the word “vegetable” is faintly visible.

In his hand, what he is browsing through is actually the “Vegetable Encyclopedia” booklet I have stuffed inside my proposal document!

I hurriedly trot over and reach out to get my booklet back.

But Victor takes advantage of his long arm and raises his hand holding the booklet, as though he doesn’t want me to get it.

I pounce forward anxiously. But one inattentive motion, and I find myself being lunged into his arms.

I arduously lift my head from Victor’s chest as he holds me by the waist, a roguish, playful glint flowing in his eyes.

Victor: [sexy whispering, and I blanked out LOL] So, it turns out that a certain someone has been sneaking around since yesterday, just cause she was scheming for today’s event?

Suddenly a little embarrassed, I quickly get up from him and sit down on the opposite side of the table, coughing in embarrassment.

MC: ...I did secretly do some homework for today’s event.

Victor: What’s the reason?

I stammer a little, trying to muddle through and stand my ground.

MC: Just wanted to set off the mood for the new opening of the food market...

But Victor obviously doesn’t believe my prevarication, and his words are concise and comprehensive.

Victor: Tell me the truth.

MC: ...all right. In fact, it’s you.

Victor seems to have long since expected this answer, yet he’s a little surprised. He lifts his eyes and stares intently at my face, hinting for me to go on.

MC: During the filming of Glimmer Of Dawn Food Market this time, something became a little clearer to me that I had always overlooked before.

MC: Cooking is a very complicated process that demands perseverance and patience.

MC: If a person doesn’t get tired of the entire process of cooking, then it also illustrates in another way that this individual is extraordinarily attentive to the details of life.

MC: This approach itself is now a luxury for people these days.

MC: So, when I see you busying yourself in the back kitchen of Souvenir, I also wish to feel these details of life with the same heart as you do.

Hearing my words, Victor remains silent for a while. When he opens his mouth to speak again, a tide of emotions streams through his eyes.

Victor: ...dummy.

Victor: Not just cooking, but carefully savoring the food is also a method of living your life earnestly.

Victor: A guest who comes to dine at Souvenir should know this principle.

He looks up at me with a distinct smile in his eyes.

Victor: After all, no matter how great the ingredients are, someone must be there to taste them after they are transformed into food.

MC: In that case, I must work even harder in the future and eat every single food that CEO Victor cooks for me with great care.

Victor: What does working hard have to do with eating?

MC: Of course it has!

MC: The chef prepares each dish with care and attention, and it contains the entire heart of the person who cooks it.

MC: It’s not an easy feat for a “foodie” to carefully savor the mystery within it!

MC: It appears that CEO Victor still isn’t clear about this principle... how about I let you experience my craftsmanship today!

MC: You will also have an experience of how challenging it is to savor the food that is made from the heart~

Giving it some thought, I open my mouth in high spirits.

MC: After the teatime, accompany me back to the food market to buy some more ingredients?

Victor remains tranquil and calm, and simply asks a question as if to confirm.

Victor: [playful voice, brain shutdown 2.0] Have you thought it through?

Victor: [playful voice, brain shutdown 2.5] In my case, there are certain criteria for the so-called “big meal.”

Victor: [playful voice, brain shutdown 3.0] Lest the result you produce fall short of the standard, I need to supervise the process from beginning to end.

Seeing the teasing in Victor’s eyes that is clearly discernible, I know he is bantering with me.

MC: There’s no food for the person who stands on the sidelines. So since you want to supervise, you will have to be my sous chef.

MC: Scrape the fish scales, pluck the duck’s feather, and things like that~

Victor: [playful voice, brain shutdown- directly 5.0] Are you sure you will be able to afford my remuneration?

Victor leans closer to me, his dark-colored eyes brimming with laughter.

On this sun-kissed afternoon, people on the road are returning home from grocery shopping with their kids.

I look across the table at the man who is so familiarly quibbling with me, and there seems to be a stream of honey slowly flowing through my heart.

Days like this, no matter how many of them we spend – it’s this human touch and warmth within that I fancy tirelessly.

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📞 [Call and Moments]: Here!

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#SCREAMING AND CRYING. THE F✨E✨E✨L✨S. Love is a two-way street (｡ŏ﹏ŏ)#I LOVE HOW BOUND THEIR LIVES ARE. HOW CLOSE THEY ARE. HOW EFFORTLESS THEIR INTIMACY IS. AND HOW OPEN THEY ARE WITH PDA LOL SKFKLPWK #IF IT WEREN’T FOR MC’S S2 SPRITE– THIS DATE PASSES FOR A S1 DATE WITH FLYING COLORS HNNNGNNNNN (ᗒᗩᗕ)💘#mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mr love victor #mlqc #mr love queen's choice #love and producer #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #mlqc cn #mlqc translations #mlqc spoilers

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DP x DC Prompt: The New Teacher

(So, I've seen a lot of prompts that have Danny go to Gotham and be a teacher but I don't remember seeing any with it in this direction, so on the chance that this is an original idea here we go!)

Jason was given a choice, or multiple choices. Babysit the Replacement on a mission that could last a week, go to Bludhaven and have some 'brother bonding time' with Dick who needed backup on a big case, or take a temp solo-gig in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere called Amity Park.

Well, considering he was still a bit hurt about the fact that B replaced him all those years ago and the pit loved to grab hold of that bit of frustrations towards his younger brother, that didn't seem like a smart idea. Dick wasn't an option either because he knew that would lead to 'talking about feelings' and other shit that he didn't want to do.

So he took the solo-gig.

It was supposed to be easy, at least that's what had been implied by the others he'd spoken to about the case. It seemed like most of the Justice League thought this situation was being 'exaggerated' because most of the time when somebody checked out what was going on there was nothing happening. No big take over, or kidnapping, or 'end of the world' situation, but there had been too many calls to put Bruce's mind at ease. The frequent calls mixed with the fact that the Government apparently had the area under a 'black out' made Bruce even more nervous.

Hell, if it hadn't been for the fact that Bruce was famous and that Scarecrow, Penguin and Riddler had all escaped from Arkham he would have been doing the case himself.

Which is how Jason ended up in a restraunt named 'Nasty Burger' looking at the news papers he had managed to get from a stand down the street while taking notes of things he had already seen. It wasn't just that the Government had cut them off, all of the tech in the city was easily 20 years outdated compared to the rest of the world.

Nokia phones, chunky computers, hell he'd even seen a kid with a PDA of all things. Thankfully, it looked like his tech still worked other than running slower than it should have, but thanks to modifications made by Barbara and Tim things were running better than he expected. But, they did struggle to have access to anything, specifically the news.

Hence the paper.

Ghost Boy: Friend or Fiend. A new vote cast by the city has found that the Ghost Boy - Danny Phantom - has had an astounding rise in support after the events over the Christmas Holiday. The new polls suggest that 43% of Citizens support Danny Phantom, with the majority of his support coming from the students at Casper High who insist that Phantom is a hero who has saved them countless times over the past few months. 49% of people still agree, however, that Phantom appears to be at the center of the majority of the attacks with many still claiming that he is the sole cause of the attacks. However, 8% of the population remain undecided, including many teachers, police and hospital staff. Upon seeing the new results of the pole Mayor Montez had this to say; "While I will admit that Phantom appears to favor the younger generation and frequently seems to come to their aid, we cannot forget what it has done in the past. Taken hostages, injured innocents, and caused millions in property damage. Phantom may not be a 'villain' in the typical sense of the word, but we shouldn't blindly trust him just because of a few good deeds."

So there was a... hero? Half hero - potentially villain - in Amity Park? That might have explained some of the calls they'd gotten from Amity park over the past few months. Still, he was concerned by some parts of the report.

Students at a high school were frequently coming under attack? So much that this potential-villain kept saving them? Just what was the cause? What could cause so many issues?

Jason looked up as he saw that same PDA kid talking with a girl with short black hair in a half-ponytail who was wearing a black crop-top. The girl seemed annoyed while the boy seemed worried about something.

"But it's Vlad, Sam... what if he does something?" He heard the boy whisper, "We should go back him up..."

"He doesn't need our help, besides Jazz ran away from home, remember? She got herself into this mess it's her problem to get out of it. Something that Danny should have learned a long time ago."

Jason frowned, pretending not to hear them as he hesitated then got up and walked over to the two younger teens. "Hey, excuse me."

The girl looked annoyed and suspicious while the boy looked confused.

"Uh, yeah?" Tucker asked.

"Hey, sorry to bug you both. But could you guys tell me about this... 'Danny Phantom' person?" He asked, holding the newspaper out.

The girl looked even more suspicious, "And... who are you?"

"And how haven't you heard of Phantom?" Asked the boy.

"I just moved to town." Jason admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "So, I'm just trying to catch up on all the town drama."

"You moved to Amity Park... willingly? Psh, what do you have, a deathwish?" The girl grumbled.

"Come on, I just moved from Gotham, which is worse?"

The girl blinked as the boy laughed.

"Furries vs Ghosts, who will win~" He said as the girl elbowed him. "Ow! What?!"

"Danny Phantom is a hero." The girl explained, "He showed up in April and has been protecting the town since."

"A hero, huh? Could always use more of those in the world, but the mayor seems to have it out for him."

Tucker sighed, "No kidding, man. Somebody framed Phantom for something really bad and no matter what he does to try to fix it the city just see's that incident as the only thing he's ever done. It was the first big 'public thing' outside of the high school so it was huge but it wasn't his fault."

The girl reached for her phone suddenly, looking at it before she answered. "Hey, Danny. What's up?" She was quiet for a moment, "Yeah, we're at Nasty Burger, wanna join us? Lunch on me?"

A quiet mumble came through the speaker before she smirked.

"I'll order for you then. Double or triple?"

More mumbles.

"Triple it is. See you soon." She said, then hung up. "Come on, Tuck, Danny is on his way for lunch."

"Hell yeah, see you later, dude." The boy said, then jogged off with the girl.

"A teacher? Yeah, it looks like there's some openings but why would you want to have your cover as a teacher?" Oracle asked as Jason sat in his hotel room, looking through the paper again.

"Most of the incidents seem to surround the High School, I want to see what's going on."

Oracle hummed, typing for a moment. "Alright, well as luck will have it, it looks like teachers are sparse at Amity High, at least from what I'm able to get using your connection... which is infuriatingly slow, by the way, are you sure you did it right?"

"I've done it a million times, of course I did it right."

Oracle grumbled, "Stupid Amity black-out. Okay, so you have options. Most of the teachers have fucked off so all of the teachers in Freshmen year switch around to cover lessons or do mixed lessons. For example the English teacher also teaches Math and the normal Math teacher also teaches Science. So it looks like you could have any position you want and the school would just shuffle around the teachers."

"You said English is taken, right?"

"Yep, the teacher is named William Lancer and he- oh... wait, he's on a leave of absence due to injuries he suffered over Christmas Break. Concussion, broken arm, and bruised ribs, he'll be out for a few weeks."

Jason smirked, "Perfect. Sign me up."

". . . Jason, the English and Math teacher... never thought I'd see the day. Alright, I'll type up your application, send it in and casually push it to the front of the line. You'll be official by the time Winter Break ends in a few days. So get studying."

"Sounds like a plan, but I'll be fine, I mean our family is crazy and i deal with criminals on a nightly basis. How hard could this assignment really be?"

He would regret asking that question by the end of his first day as an Amity High School teacher.

#dp x dc prompt #dc x dp prompt #my prompts #might continue this #maybe not #we'll see

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