Rules: tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word you share an excerpt from your WIPs that start with that letter.
Tagged by @maebird-melody (I love your WIPs, and I am 👀👀 at your original story!!)
B - A Helping Hand (Danny Phantom)
But then he made it to the alleyway on the other side of the street, shielded from the collapsing building by the sturdier structures on either side. He turned tangible and winced as that damn cat’s claws flexed deeper into his arm, huffed as that damn lady’s eco-friendly shoe dug again into his burn. The dumpster was only a few yards away, though, wide open and nearly full of trash, thank goodness. He flew over it, squinting in pain as the cat pulled itself up his shoulder and away from the smell, and turned intangible, casting the three of them into it.
The cat yowled, and the man squealed, but the lady was silent. A glint of red caught Danny’s eye, and he instinctively threw out a hand, putting up a shield as a puff of red mist suddenly blew his way. He stared perplexedly at the hippy lady, at her look of smug triumph, at the perfume bottle in her hand.
O - In Case I’m Not Awake (Danny Phantom)
Okay. Okay okay okay.
First thing’s first. If you’re reading this, it means I failed. I’m probably in a coma, if I’m not dead. Well, all the way dead. Whatever. Point is, I’m not around to keep you from reading this.
If you’re my family or friends, just know that this isn’t your fault. And I love you. And I’m sorry for keeping things from you.
If you’re the ones messing with my head, fuck you. You can’t — I won’t let you get away with this.
If you’re Vlad, go away, fruitloop. This isn’t for you. Unless you’re behind this, in which case fuck the hell off, asshole.
This isn’t really for anyone, I guess.
This is mainly for me.
And if I’m lucky, none of you are going to read this.
My name is Danny Fenton.
And I am writing this to stay awake.
A - The End (Danny Phantom)
And then came [A GIANT FUCKING ASTEROID WITH A FUCKING SKULL FACE OF DOOM]. It glowed green — a sickly, pale green, unlike anything Danny had ever seen, except — no, it couldn’t be. The asteroid was out in space, set to destroy the Earth. What was it doing in the Ghost Zone? [REWORD THIS]
How does a freaking asteroid come out of nowhere?
Any time, any place, to anywhere and anywhen. [Referring to Natural Portals]
And then the asteroid pulsed. And the Ghost Zone rotted before it.
T - Tucker Hates Hospitals (Danny Phantom, Space AU)
Tucker snatches the screen reader from Sam's grip.
"Hey! You can ask, you don't need to—Tucker, are you alright?"
Tucker's left hand shakes. It shakes too much, and he can't make it stop. He grabs the reader with his right hand and forces his left to let go. His right hand doesn't shake. He made sure of that when he built this arm.
He imagines his vision tunneling as he focuses on the reader, even though that's impossible with his cybernetic eyes. He needs to see it for himself.
... "an opportunity has arisen. One I cannot deny..."
"Guys, I think he might be in shock, he smells like fear—"
... "Don't worry about me. I'm happy here..."
Coincidence. It had to be a coincidence! Except...
"T-man? Come on, you're scaring me, dude."
… "1645 N Elm Street…"
Tucker's right arm spasms, and his fist clenches, destroying the reader in a shower of sparks and glass. He distantly hears his teammates cry out, but he can't seem to care over the blood rushing in his ears.
A and T were surprisingly hard to find! I actually had to go through all of my WIPs in my folder to find them! Not all of my WIPs are Danny Phantom, but most are!
Tagging @kawaiijohn, @princessfanonanona, @lexosaurus, and @underforeversgrace
