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Depths	By : Chickzilla18 Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1897 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Mortality
- 2-Fishing
- 3-Feed
- 4-Tough Love
- 5-Depths
- 6-Desperation
- 7-Deep Trouble
- 8-Virtually Proven
- 9-Troubled Intentions
- 10-Paradise Lost
- 11-Place in Hell
- 12-Stronger
- 13-Sacrafice
- 14-Face
- 15-Void
- 16-New
- 17-Student
- 18-Heat
- 19-Firework
- 20-Christmas
- 21-Ugly
- 22-Hysterics
- 23-Record
- 24-Visitor
- 25-Beat
- 26-Rights
- 27-Feel It
- 28-Hurt
- 29-Red Hands
- 30-Tempt
- 31-Poison
- 32-Law
- 33-Splash
- 34-Wet
- 28
- 29
- 30
Phantom gulped when he and Danny walked into the raven's bedroom and he caught sight of the dried blood on the side of their bed. It was a deep shade of crimson mixed in with a brown dryness that reminded Phantom of the horror films that Danny forced him to watch with him every few nights.
Danny looked between Phantom and the dried blood on the floor, wishing the latter would disappear when he looked away. "I'm sorry," he said again as he went downstairs to grab a mop.
When the raven disappeared from view, Phantom tore his tired gaze away from the scene and decided he would take a bath while Danny cleaned up the... mess.
Phantom turned on the cold water, watching with a sigh as the tub filled up for a moment before going to the sink. He had seen Danny use a few of these when he treated himself to a hot bath to destress, and Phantom remembered how nice it smelled, so he grabbed one of the lavender bath bombs and dropped it in the half-filled tub.
The merman sat in interest for a minute as he watched the bath bomb disintegrate, flower peddles releasing to float around as the water turned a light shade of purple. It was pretty and looked inviting, so Phantom undressed. He usually had about 5 seconds after the first drop of water touches him before his legs go away, so he had no trouble getting into the tub before he changed.
The cold water soothes him. The heat exhaustion that he went through seemed to slowly ebb away as he relaxed into the chill of the tub. He could already feel himself getting better. This is definitely what he needed.
He could hear Danny shuffling in the bedroom, mopping up the floor and changing the sheets, but Phantom wanted to lose himself in the water, so he sank down and under the surface.
He took a deep breath, the gills on his neck filtering out the water from the oxygen as the lavender worked to soothe his nerves. His tail flapped around dryly over the edge of the tub due to the lack of space for his entire body, it was uncomfortable, but what could he really do about it? His body was much too large to curl up in the tub comfortably.
He kind of just had to deal with it.
...
Danny struggled with the effort of carrying the basket full of laundry out of the room and down the stairs, curse his petite size.
He especially struggled when he turned the corner and bumped right into his father, fully dropping the basket on the ground, the bloodstains visible to all who looked.
When Danny saw his father's face go pale at the sight of the stain, Danny quickly shuffled to cover them up, clutching the bedsheets to his chest protectively. "Sorry, I was on my way to clean them."
Jack swallowed, "no point, it's a b-blood stain, it's not going to come out. Just get rid of them."
Danny looked everywhere but at his father, "yeah, sure, okay, Dad. I will." That's when he noticed the bottle of wine in his father's hand, and his eyebrows rose in concern when he realized his father was just downstairs in the wine cellar.
Jack cleared his throat, unable to look at Danny anymore, "we will talk about what happened tomorrow."
A wave of shame wrecked Danny, and he wished he knew why he had done what he did, and why he couldn't stop himself. He had so many options, so many people who would have helped talk him out of it, even would have distracted Danny long enough to get the thought out of his head without him having to tell them what was going on. He once again searched himself, putting everything he learned in psychology and from his sister to use, and he knew that he was not depressed enough to desire suicide.
So how did he give up so easily? It wasn't like him.
His father walked away, and Danny did a u-turn towards the front door to dispose of the sheets.
This isn't how he wanted to spend his weekend.
...
Phantom surfaced the water ten minutes later to sniff around and see where Danny was. The excessive quantity of his scent filled the room and made it hard to decipher just where Danny was, so he used his ears instead. From the pitter patter of his heartbeat, the sound of blood rushing through his veins, and the even breathing as oxygen cane and went through his lungs, Phantom knew that Danny was by the closet. Probably getting new sheets out to make the bed.
After a few minutes, Phantom heard that Danny had finished making the bed and was now laying on it. The merman heard the raven heave a big sigh, and it was so loud and stress filled that it almost sounded like he was about to cry.
Come here, pet, Phantom called, feeling an urge to touch the raven in some way.
A moment later Danny hesitantly came into the bathroom, almost hiding behind the door as he peaked at Phantom from around it. The boy's eyes were shiny, but it didn't look like he had started crying yet.
The sight of Danny calmed Phantom, though he didn't know that he needed calming until he saw how those eyes shined against the dim blue light of the bathroom.
"Strip and get in here," was all Phantom said, keeping his eyes on the other teenager who seemed unable to look him straight in the eye at the moment.
Danny pushed the door further open and fully entered the bathroom before shutting and locking it behind him. He turned around to face Phantom and pulled his shirt over his head, dropping it on the floor where his pants and underwear joined a few seconds later.
Phantom bit his lip as he watched Danny take off his clothes, admiring as the boy exposed more and more flesh. It was pale and had multiple love bites from both previous feedings, and the quicky they had the morning before. The brief reminder of how loud Danny had moaned when Phantom held him face first up against a wall the morning after he killed Ember made the merman smirk Danny stepped into the tub.
Danny shivered at how cold it was, but it wasn't any different from getting into a pool or swimming in the ocean, so he ignored the uncomfortable chill as Phantom guided him to sit down, straddling him with a leg on either side of his tail.
The raven was holding back his tears with a sad expression, and he was still looking everywhere but at Phantom's eyes, which was starting to bother the older. So he pinched the human's chin between his fingers and forced him to meet his eyes, but it was at that eye contact that the barrier holding the raven's tears back seemed to break and the tears finally fell.
The siren repositioned his tail so that his fins could get wet for a few minutes, forcing him to sit up straighter. He was alright with that, though; it brought his face closer to Danny's, making it easier for him to catch the younger's lips in a short kiss. A loud smack sounded when the merman separated from his boyfriend, but the small amount of contact didn't seem to satisfy Danny.
The boy had shut his eyes the second those lips had touched his, but when they disappeared, his arms lifted to circle around the siren's neck and he leaned forward. Danny had no idea how much he needed Phantom until webbed hands were dragging up his spine from the small of his back and a tongue was gently prodding against his lips. Another tear fell down his cheek as he drowned in the contact that Phantom gave him. It fell on the merman's arm, giving the immortal flashbacks to when he almost killed Danny on that little island a year and a half ago.
A tear had fallen on his arm then, too.
Warm hands dug at his white hair and caressed around his ears, eliciting a shiver from Phantom that made him deepen the kiss as his green eyes slitted open. The deep red blush spreading across Danny's cheeks made the merman feel like he was being hypnotized. He couldn't control himself to look away; the contrast between the lightness of his skin, his flushed cheeks, and the darkness of his eyelashes as they framed a pair of closed eyes was entrapping.
Danny briefly broke the kiss to mutter, "I'm sorry." before claiming the merman's lips again. Phantom could smell the self-hatred and the regret that the younger was feeling, and the siren wanted it to go away. He wanted the sweetness of the boy's natural happiness back.
Shhhh, he whispered in Danny's head, knowing from previous experiences that he responded well to soft words and gentle sounds and touches.
This was the only way he knew how to console Danny. Being able to intimately read the raven's every thought and smell every emotion as it flowed out of his pores came in handy for this. Phantom thought that he knew Danny particularly well compared to his family and friends. They may have life-long relationships on their side, but the merman was the only one able to truly understand what was going on in the teenager's head.
Danny let out a small noise when Phantom gently scratched at the skin on the back of his neck, being mindful of his talons, and the younger teen responded by biting the merman's bottom lip.
The sensation had the siren's eyes shooting open as they flashed red and suddenly Danny was sitting a whole head taller than Phantom as the merman curled his tail. The raven's nipples were pink and hard from the coldness of the tub, but when Phantom's tongue poked out to give one of them a long wet lick, heat shot down to Danny's curling toes as he gasped.
"W-woah, Phantom," Danny said brokenly with wide eyes as the merman attacked his nipple with a practiced tongue and gentle nibbles from those razor-sharp teeth, "Ahh."
The siren hummed a deep growl that vibrated against Danny's chest and made the raven whimper. He retracted his claws on two fingers and probed at the little ring of muscle between the human's legs, loving the way it twitched when he poked the tips of fingers inside. Danny was always very vocal, but every sound the raven made did nothing but excite Phantom.
Danny's face fell to rest on the merman's shoulders, and the raven breathed in deeply when Phantom stuck the full length of his two fingers inside of him. The pheromones that Phantom released drove Danny crazy and he moved his hips in small circles, trying to get the fingers in deeper to touch that spot inside him that he knew would have him forgetting how to speak.
The sight of small slits in his face caught the raven's attention. Phantom's gills were like any normal fish's, long and on their necks, but the sight of them on his boyfriend intrigued Danny.
Just as Phantom's fingers rubbed against that spot inside him, Danny poked his tongue out and dragged it along the slit that made it possible for the siren to breathe underwater.
Phantom's sight went dark and he was momentarily distracted from his task of blowing the raven's mind to the point he forgot how upset he was just two minutes ago.
Taking the hitch in the merman's breath as pleasure, Danny did it again, and again with much more confidence when Phantom outright moaned at the feel.
The merman's eyes turned red, and stayed red, as he flipped the boy around to face away from him. He shifted around so he was sitting on his "knees" and leaned over Danny's back, pulling his face up by the chin so that he could kiss him.
Danny hummed at the kiss, distracted, but things became clear when Phantom shoved his head under water by his black hair, forcing him to bend over on all fours. Danny briefly panicked before realizing he could breathe fine, he had almost forgotten that Phantom could make him breathe underwater with just one kiss.
Phantom's intentions became clear when Danny felt three fingers rub circles on his entrance, and the raven's eyes shut tightly. His cock was hard, and at the moment he was disappointed that Phantom was currently unequipped to have sex, because he suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to have Phantom inside him.
His ass was the only part of him that was not underwater, but that's exactly where Phantom wanted him as he slipped his fingers inside. The purple water made Danny's skin glow, and licking his lips was all Phantom could do to keep from eating the raven whole- and not because he was hungry.
Danny's walls twitched and spasmed around the merman's fingers, and Phantom couldn't take his eyes off the puckered hole inches from his face.
They didn't get out of that bath until an hour later.
...
It was the morning after they got home from the hospital, and Jack was in the kitchen again drinking coke and attempted to find comfort in a large meat lovers pizza. As he sat there contemplating how the last couple years have gone, he didn't know when the drama would end. It was like, for every good thing that happened, something horrible also happened, and every bad thing that happened, something good seemed to happen.
Danny disappeared for almost 7 months and in that time Jack found out about his wife cheating on him with his best friend and they had a divorce. Then by some miracle, Danny came back, but with amnesia, about to die from anorexia, and suffering PTSD. However, Jack was somehow able to give Danny as much support as his son needed to recover within a year even without his mother's full attention. Now his son was healthy, successful, had good grades, and had a great new friend, Dan, who Jack was proud to admit was a good kid. Just as all the good going on is starting to make all their lives easier and things are really looking up, the universe chose to drop Vlad being a pedophile that also stalked Danny since age 12. Only now, Vlad was dead, and he was starting to think more and more that the creep tried to molest his son or something, so Danny killed him.
Jack wasn't a religious man, but boy did he pray to God that he was wrong.
"-Going to the dealership, Precious." Was that Dan? Was he on the phone with someone? Jack didn't know he had a girlfriend.
"Do you want me to drive you?" That was Danny's voice, and Jack could hear that the two were walking down the stairs.
Precious? Why was Dan calling Danny by such an intimate pet name?
"It's okay, I'll walk, it isn't far. I think your dad want's to talk to you anyway." There was a moment of silence as Jack listened in, but he didn't hear anything for a good 2 minutes. After that though, he watched as Dan crossed the entrance to the kitchen to the front door and left.
Danny walked into the kitchen a moment later, and Jack immediately noticed the thin hoodie that Danny wore and knew what purpose it served. The bandages on the raven's wrist barely peaked out from the edge of his gray sleave, but somehow the hoodie made Jack even more aware of what was under that bandage and how it got there.
The air was tense as Danny walked to the fridge and grabbed a Kaprisan. For a moment, neither of the two men spoke. Danny knew there was an unspoken rule that restricted him from going back to his room without talking to his dad, so he stood by the sink and opened his juice, taking an awkwardly loud sip and waiting for his father to start the conversation. Danny may be very gay, and more in touch with his feminine inside, but that by no means meant that he was great about talking about his emotions with father.
"Sit down, son." The command was gentle, but Danny knew there was no way out of it. He would cause a whole new kind of shit storm if he refused to talk, and he wasn't ready for any more crap, so he silently sat down in the chair in front of his father. He could feel familiar anxiety start to burn at his insides, but he swallowed down the lump in his throat as he and his father made eye contact for the first time since... Danny didn't even remember when.
"There is no book on what to do in this situation, trust me I have been looking," Jack started, contemplating how he needed to go about this. He could not freak out, he had heard about parents freaking out in anger at their kids for trying to kill themselves and it did nothing but make matters worse. Jack could not allow himself to be angry right now, whatever his son was going through, he did not need an angry parent right now.
Jack collected himself, though he was going through his own distress, he was not the one who was important. All that mattered was if his son was okay.
"Please, son," he didn't want to assume anything, and though he had suspicions blaring in his face, he asked Danny anyway, "Tell me what is going on? What happened on Friday?"
Danny expected his father to sound angry, so when he heard how defeated Jack sounded, Danny paused.
What was he supposed to say? Danny couldn't even figure out why he did it, so how was he supposed to explain this to his Dad? The only thing that made sense was that somewhere deep down inside him he hated himself.
He didn't hate himself though, he was a proud gay and life was more good than bad. Of course, he was still traumatized about what happened with Vlad, but he was still happy with how life was going. He was surrounded by love and Danny had no real intention of getting away from it. How was he going to get out of this conversation? He knew his father was not going to be satisfied with a simple explanation like "I felt like dying at the time but I'm okay now"
He was going to have to expose something horrible going on in his life, Danny was going to have to either tell Jack about the bullying or allow him to make his own conclusions.
There was only one option.
"Uh..." Danny blinked uncertainly as he continued with a stutter, "You know Dash?"
Immediately Jack's face darkened, and Danny wondered if telling him about the consistent bullying was a good idea.
The teen was suddenly very unsure of himself, but he continued anyway, "Uh, yeah, he still hits me sometimes, calls me names, shoves me, screams at me." he listed off Dash's bullying tactics like he was discussing a grocery list, "So I guess I just broke."
Jack looked angry as he attempted to decipher how to process this. "What do you mean Dash is still harassing you?" Luckily the restraining order would be in effect by the end of the week and Dash will not be allowed within 30 feet of Danny. This was getting out of hand, first Dash almost kills Danny with his other jock friend, now Danny was trying to kill himself because he couldn't escape the harassment. "What about that other punk, is he messing with you too?"
Danny waved his hands up, "No, no, Quan actually apologized to me a while ago and we haven't talked or interacted on purpose since." They had gotten $1,300 from both of the bully's parents from the assault charges against them, and as far as Danny knew both Dash and Quan's parents were making the bully's get jobs to pay them back. While Quan seemed to genuinely feel bad about almost committing manslaughter, Dash just seemed more vengeful than ever. Personally, Danny thought he could handle it, but what if the reason he attempted suicide was actually because of Dash? What if he wasn't as strong and willful against the bully as he thought?
"Do you want me to transfer you to a different school? Would that help?" Jack asked after a moment, and Danny knew that his puppy ears were drooping at the sight of how stressed his father was.
"No Dad, I don't think that will help, I'll be away from my friends, I won't know anyone, and I'll just be a new kid and I don't want that. Besides, there is only one other high school in Amity Park and it's a private school that bans any sort of personality expression." If he didn't have a reason to want death now, then he definitely would after a week in that private school.
"Son please, tell me what you want me to do." Jack put his hands flat on the table and Danny could only feel his heart drop further. He couldn't believe he did this to his Dad. "What do you need me to say, what do you need me to do to help you?"
"Dad, I don't-"
"Is it your Mom? Do you want to visit her more often?"
"No, Dad, listen-"
"Do you want to be homeschooled? Because I am okay with taking you out of public school and hiring private tutors for you." Jack loved and cared for his son so much, and Danny was almost taken from him for a second time, only this time he knew that Danny would never come back. He could handle losing Maddie, he could handle losing his best friend- twice. What he could not handle was losing his son forever because some punk bully pushed him over the edge- figuratively and literally.
Danny swallowed, shame burning in behind his eyes, but he refused to cry even though the sight of his father shaking broke something inside him. He did this, this was all Danny's fault, he had no one to blame but himself. "Dad, don't take me out of school. I just had a freak moment. I promise it won't happen again. The restraining order is going to take effect soon, isn't it? Let's give that a chance."
Jack rubbed his face in his hands, he wanted nothing more than to attack Danny with the questions burning in his head screaming to be let out, but he swallowed them down. Instead, he got up and walked around the table to kneel down in front of Danny's chair.
"Son, I'm going to tell you something very important. I don't really say it often, but as a father, it's my job to make sure you know this."
Danny's face heated up, the lies that he was keeping bitten back on his tongue painful as he attempted to keep his composure. He loved and trusted his father very much, and as his son, deep down he wanted more than anything to tell of what Vlad did. So that his father could somehow make it better. Danny couldn't risk it though. He couldn't let Phantom get arrested.
"You know you can tell me anything right?" Jack needed his son to know this, wanted him to know it. He wanted Danny to tell him if Vlad tried to hurt him, he wanted Danny to feel safe and comfortable with telling him the truth. That was all Jack wanted, was the truth. Danny could say that he murdered Vlad, cut him up, rage killed him and then got rid of the evidence, and Jack would understand. He wasn't exactly ready to hear that his son was a murderer, but it was better than being left in the dark while his son attempted suicide out of guilt.
Danny swallowed down the truth, "Of course I know that, Dad."
Jack searched Danny's blue eyes, looking for signs of truth. There were none. Danny was lying, and Jack knew it.
His son always was a bad liar.
"So there isn't anything you want to tell me?" Jack asked, hoping he would get some inkling, some sign of the truth. He had always tried to teach his son that the truth was the best protection, had always tried to teach him that honesty was what brought happiness. "Anything at all."
Danny caught on at that. His father didn't believe him. Which meant he was still suspicious and he would probably be until he found the truth on his own. He had to do something to make sure his father was satisfied.
"Dad, I'm gay."
The revelation seemed to stun Jack for a moment before he started laughing hysterically. Leaving Danny to sit there in confusion as a small tear fell from the older man's eye.
"Oh, Son. You have no idea how happy you just made me." Jack wiped a tear that started slipping down his face. If this was truly what was bothering Danny, then he could work with that.
It all made sense then, Danny was ashamed of himself, probably because he thought his mother and father wouldn't accept him. This Dash kid probably knew and was picking on him for it. Jack still wasn't happy, but at least there was an explanation other than what Jack thought was going on.
"Danny, I knew that already." Jack smiled at his son when he was done laughing.
"What?!" Danny's eyes widened, "For how long?" His cheeks were burning now more than ever, he had thought this would be a huge dramatic discussion mostly consisting of him awkwardly explaining to his father when and how he came to the realization that he liked guys.
"Since you were a small boy. Don't you remember that one time when you were four and you and Tucker were in the sandbox? Maddie, the Manson's and the Foley's started screaming and running to you when they all busted you kissing Tucker. I was too shocked to move."
Danny could almost hear the panic music and see the flashing colors floating around him as he exclaimed, "What?! Wha-what, when and why did this happen?" He couldn't remember ever doing that. He hoped Tucker didn't either and he hoped that his father was messing with him.
"Your mom had just gotten through explaining to you after you walked in on me kissing her, that kissing was only something you should do if you loved someone very much. So you went outside, passed up Sam, and marched straight for Tucker. Tackled him down like you saw me do to Maddie and everything. I thought it was just a thing that happened and it didn't mean anything, but the way you grew up, your habits and how you interacted with people, I've always known you just had to be gay."
Danny didn't know he could feel so mortified. It wasn't the thought of kissing Tucker that horrified him, it was the fact that he did this so young, with all the parents watching, and the possibility that Tucker remembered this.
Jack laughed at his son's bright red cheeks, "If it's any consolation, from what I saw, it appeared you had a pretty good technique for a 4-year-old."
Danny facepalmed, wanting nothing more than to go to his room now.
"Son, all joking aside if that's what has been bothering you; thinking I might not love you if you liked guys, then you're worrying over nothing. You could tell me you're attracted to fish and have a sexual relationship with a blue whale, and you would still be my son." Jack put a hand on the top of the teens raven hair and messed it up, and Danny was so touched at what his dad said that he was almost ready to cry tears of joy right then.
It wasn't exactly what had been torturing his mind for the past couple months, but it was still a relieving load off his back to know that the truth was out, and he would be accepted no matter what.
"I don't mind you dating Dan either if you're concerned about that. He's a good kid, and a very good influence, Maddie is wrong about him, and I am proud of both of you."
Danny hugged his Dad then, "Thanks, Dad. You don't know how much that means to me."
Jack smiled adoringly down at the top of Danny's head, hugging him back. "Just leave me out of whatever you two do when I am not around."
Danny's eyes widened.
"I'd like to think you two aren't doing anything in my house, but I was a teenage boy once. If I walk in on you two at any time, or if I hear anything, smell anything, or even stumble upon some evidence, I will separate you two at night. As far as I know, you are still a virgin angel."
Danny chuckled nervously, hoping not to hear anything else. It was always awkward for any kid to even mention sex to their parents. "yeah, okay, Dad. Can I go and do my homework now?"
Jack nodded, and a moment later, Danny disappeared from sight up the stairs.
The air was tense again, and Jack didn't understand why his instincts told him something was still out of place.
...
Phantom tapped on the door to Tucker's house. He had just left the Fenton house a few moments ago.
Tucker answered a minute later, and the siren didn't wait to be invited in before he walked right into the house.
"Sure, Phantom, just come right in. No need to ask first." Tucker mumbled sarcastically as Sam walked up to greet the merman.
"Hades wants Danny dead."
No longer there was the offense on Tucker's face, and Sam froze mid-step behind the African teen. Neither of them believed that Hades was anything more than a greek fictional character that only existed in fairy tails. Though that was what they thought about mermaids too, and look where they were now.
Tucker and Sam looked at each other before they started questioning Phantom, "What do you mean 'Hades wants Danny dead'?"
Phantom started explaining why sirens were made, what Hades created them for, and what they were supposed to do in their lifetime. Telling both of the teenagers why he was being punished was much easier than he thought it would be, though he would have liked to keep it a secret.
Secrets were not important anymore, hiding the truth was not smart if he wanted Sam and Tucker's help. It was time for storytelling and Phantom left nothing out.
"Now Hades has been sending assassins on land to murder Danny so that Hades can take his soul, just to punish me."
"Wait, slow down Phantom. You mean to tell me that you, a siren, are being punished just because you love Danny?-"
Phantom was about to deny that he felt love, but Tucker kept talking.
"But because life was going too smoothly for you, the god of the underworld decided to send sirens after Danny just to make your life miserable?" Lucky for all three of them, Tucker's parents were not home, using the money that Tucker gave them every month to go out on classy dates.
"That's exactly what I just got through explaining, genius." Phantom said venomously, "Two sirens have already made an attempt on Danny's life. I killed one of them, but the other locked me in that closet and had her way with Danny. That's why he ended up in the hospital because some demon witch used her powers to make him depressed enough to kill himself."
"So that's how you ended up in that closet, Spectra knew you would die in extreme heat, so she locked you in there so you wouldn't be able to save Danny." Tucker was suddenly appreciating his tiny blatter more. If he hadn't taken a potty break at the right time, he wouldn't have found Phantom, and he and Danny would both be dead right now.
Sam and Tucker were both relieved that what happened the other day was not Danny's own conscious actions. It meant that as long as Spectra stayed away, or they kept Spectra away from Danny, then the boy wouldn't make a second attempt at suicide.
Tucker and Sam seemed to finally be keeping up and catching on, "So have you told Danny any of this?" Sam asked.
The merman shook his head, "No, he is already stressed about Vlad's death, and I know that I am going to have to be killing these assassins as they come. He doesn't need to be aware that my kill count is growing. He's worried enough that I'm going to get arrested soon."
"Okay, well let us help you." Tucker said, knowing that Phantom wouldn't be telling them any of this if he wasn't admitting he needed help, "We know how to get into Mr. Fenton's lab, we could use his weapons."
"Good, I'm going to need you guy's help keeping an eye on Danny when I am not around." He was already starting to get angsty about leaving Danny for so long.
"Can't you smell them coming or something?" Sam asked.
"I wish I could," Phantom picked out his phone when it beeped, reading the text from Danny.
'Love you, gorgeous.'
It was such a little thing to do, but the tiny message still affected him as greatly as it did when the raven kissed him. Truly amazing.
"Siren's can block their own scents from other sirens whenever they want, though," the merman continued as he stared down at his phone screen. "If they don't want me to know that they are coming, I will not know. I can only recognize them if I see their face and they lived in the same cove as I did." He pocketed his phone. "I told Dany I was going to the dealership to pick up my car, so he is expecting me back soon. I just came to tell you guys what is going on.
"No problem dude," Tucker said. "Text us when Danny goes to sleep tonight and open the door for us so we can get the weapons."
Phantom nodded and left, walking down the street to the dealership. He quickly sent a text back to Danny.
'You're a dork.'
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