snape: i'm pacing.

dumbledore: i can see that.

snape: a man who is alright does not pace, albus.

dumbledore: well, perhaps i could help you. two heads are better than one.

Taylor: “Ladies and Gentlemen” is unnecessarily gendered, overly formal, lengthy, and honestly puts me to sleep. Dr. Krueger: “Cowards” on the other hand is inclusive to all genders, casual and fun, short and to the point, exciting, and dramatic.

Taylor: Krueger went to therapy today. MC: Oh, good, how’d it go? Taylor: His therapist had to call a therapist.

MC, Victor, and Vincent: [Screaming] Draco: Vincent! What’s wrong?! Victor: WHY ARE YOU ONLY ASKING VINCENT?! WE’RE ALL SCREAMING! Draco: Because Vincent doesn’t scream unless it’s an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance.

Dr. Krueger: You can’t spell “manslaughter” without “laughter”! Vincent: Since when can you spell either of those? Taylor: I don’t care how you spell it, it’s still a crime.

Dr. Krueger: I went in the lounge the other day and there was blood all over my nice antique couch. Taylor: Which one? The pink one? Dr. Krueger: Well it’s pink now, yeah.

Dr. Krueger: I never make the same mistake twice. Taylor, having been murdered countless times beforehand: Yeah, you make it four or five times, just to be sure. Dr. Krueger: HEY! Dr. Krueger: Okay, you aren’t wrong, but HEY!

Vincent, answering his phone: Hello? Victor: It’s Victor. Vincent: What did he do this time? Victor: No it’s me, Victor. Vincent: What did you do this time?

Vincent: [Trips] Dr. Krueger: [Catches him] I think you just fell for m- Vincent: Put me down.

Victor: [Sitting on a bench] Vincent: Why do you look so sad? Victor: Sit down with me so I can tell you. Vincent: [Sits down] Victor: This bench is freshly painted. Vincent:

Draco: I can’t believe all these people dressed in black and coats. Black coats was my thing, and now everyone’s doing it to be “cool”. They’re all posers. Vincent: Draco, I cannot stress this enough. We are at a funeral.

MC: [Giggling] Draco, guess what! Draco: What? MC: I have a crush on you. Draco: Draco: Dear, we’ve been married for three years.

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A- Affection, How they display affection with their s/o in public or in private, are they affectionate or not? How much are they ok with?

B- Beauty, What is their favorite thing about their s/o? is it a body part or a behavior thing? What makes it attractive to them?

C- Comfort, How they take care of their s/o if they are feeling down or not feeling the best. If they’re good with comfort or are they awkward? 

D- Development, How they develop along with their s/o. How their relationship works and aspects you might not expect.

E- Equal, Are they dominant or submissive in a relationship?

F- Fear, What they are afraid of when it comes to their s/o?

G- Gifts, are they a gift-giving person? If so what types of gifts do they give? 

H- Health, What they do if their s/o gets sick, or how they act when they themselves get sick.

I- I love you, How often do they say it? How long did it take for them say they loved their s/o?

J- Jealousy, are they a jealous person? how bad is their jealousy? what do they do when they are jealous? and what makes them jealous?

K- Kisses, How do they kiss? their preferred way of kissing? 

L- Lesson, What have they learned from being with their s/o? How does it affect them?

M- Mornings, How they spend their mornings, do they wake up early? do they make breakfast? Do they love sleeping in?

N- Nights, Are they a night owl? Are they a midnight snack kind of person? are they the first person to fall asleep?

O- Open, How open are they with their s/o? How long did it take for them to open up to their s/o?

P- Patience, How easily are they angered? Do you have to be patient with them? or is it the other way around?

Q- Quote, What they say all the time. 

R- Remember, What is their favorite memory about their s/o or their relationship

S- Security, Are they a protective person? how protective are they of their s/o?

T- Trust, are they very trusting? How trusting are they? how much do they trust their s/o?

U- Unique, Unique things they do or say with their s/o only? things you would not expect?

V- Verbal, are they very talkative? do they talk very loud or are they quiet?

W- Whole, Do they feel complete with their s/o or do they feel empty without them?

X- Xerox, do they copy things their s/o does? Maybe they do not realize they do things like their s/o

Y- Youth, Are they youthful? do they not think of themselves of old? or do they act younger than what they are?

Z- Zodiac, Are they like their zodiac? do they act like them?

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Danny grinned when he came out of the portal, thankful that the council meeting had gone well, and that Walker finally agreed to implement some laws Danny had suggested. While he was the king, and it was a monarchy, he wanted everyone's views on what could be done better as long as it was within a reasonable standard. He had been officially made King a few months prior, right after his eighteenth birthday. He never really thought he was good with his high school government classes, but with Clockwork and Frostbite's help, he had quickly grown accustomed to the politics of the Zone.

He yawned and changed into his human form, not noticing the way his mother's eyes widened as she came downstairs. Not noticing the way she pulled her gun on him with no hesitation. Crying out in pain as he was shot in the stomach by a well placed ectoblast from her gun. He fell to the ground, trying to ignore the large red stain growing on his hoodie. Maddie ran to him, and a wave of relief washed over him before he processed what had actually happened.

That feeling quickly vanished, however, when his mom pressed her heel into his chest, putting most of her weight onto it, making him groan. She placed her gun against his forehead, snarling at him. The it finally hit him.

His mother was the one that shot him.

His mother was going to kill him.

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Danny convulsed in pain as electricity ran through his body. He was unable to phase out of the restraints due to them being ghost proof. He had no idea how long he had been their prisoner, but every day he was growing thinner. He could feel his strength leaving him as they conducted their experiments. It couldn't have been more than a few weeks at most, but when they whispered to each other, it sent a chill down his spine, and he struggled more.

"It's time, sweetie," Maddie said, holding up a gleaming scalpel.

Jack grinned as he pulled on a new pair of gloves and grabbed a pair of shears, cutting off Danny's shirt with ease.

"He's all yours, sweet cheeks," Jack said giddily as he watched his son squirm on the table. Maddie nodded and stabbed through his skin with no mercy, plunging the tool next to his right collarbone.

He couldn't help it.

He screamed.

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When he woke up he knew he was still in the basement. However, the lights were off, the portal was closed, and his cuffs weren't glowing their usual green anymore. He phased himself out of the restraints and looked around. His parents-no-Jack and Maddie-were lying on the ground, unconscious. Jack had a bleeding head, and Maddie's leg was sticking out at an unnatural angle. He hadn't meant for his ghostly wail to come out, but he couldn't have just ;et them open him up like a frog either.

He looked down at his chest, noticing the scalpel still inside of him. She had managed to make a three inch cut, deep enough to go to his organs, and now it wouldn't stop bleeding. He pulled it out and pressed some gauze to it before heading upstairs. He didn't look back at his parents, or the carnage he cause the basement.

Danny didn't really know where he was going. He just picked a direction and hauled ass. After a whole day he thought maybe he was far enough to rest, but when he looked back and saw the Fenton Assault Vehicle, he was too afraid to stop.

He flew for three days straight, surprised that his beaten body was able to make the trip. They hadn't stopped either, but he couldn't have been more thankful to find a big city where there was traffic and streets to hide him from his parents. Where was he, anyway?

He flew a little higher so he could be above the buildings, and almost slapped himself in the forehead. It was so painfully obvious that he was in New York, what with the Avenger's tower and Empire State Building in view. He couldn't help the grin that grew on his face as he took in the sight.

But he marveled at it for too long.

A searing pain grew on his back as he was blasted to the ground, creating a sort of crater, causing panic. He groaned, trying to lift himself out of it before his parents caught up. He had to get going, he had to leave. He couldn't be caught again.

His shirt had been ripped to shreds by Jack and Maddie, and now it was just a glorified rag around his shoulders. He needed a better superhero getup anyhow, he supposed. He tore the remains of it off, as he finally got his feet under him. But before he could fly away, two people flew down next to the crater. One was Iron Man, who he recognized from TV, but the other woman he didn't know. She had short black hair, cut into some sort of bob thing, and steely eyes. Her wings fluttered a little behind her.

"Who are you, kid?" Iron Man asked, aiming his repulsors at him. The woman aimed her own small blaster at him.

"Listen, I can't stay here, I have to go," Danny said, holding up his hands in a type of surrendering way. he swallowed the lump in his throat, realizing that he was shirtless and they could probably see how marred his skin was from ghost fighting and the experiments. "They're after me," he tried again.

"Who?" Iron Man asked. But before Danny could answer, he was on the ground again, caught up in a ghost net. Jack was on him in seconds, pressing the barrel of a gun against his head.

"Nice try, ghost scum!" He yelled as he picked Danny up by the net. Danny looked to Iron Man, his eyes pleading as he struggled against Jack.

Suddenly he was free again, and when he looked up he saw a small trail of smoke rising from the woman's blaster. His father struggled to get up. Danny scooted away towards the heroes of New York, stopping only when Iron Man flew in between Jack and Danny.

"You do anything bad, kid?" He asked.

"You mean other than existing? No," he replied.

"In that case," the billionaire turned to Jack and Maddie, who had begun helping him up, "you guys better leave." He aimed his hand at the ghost hunters, a feeling of satisfaction going through him when he heard the whine of power in his palm.

"He's a monster!" Maddie cried, glaring daggers at him, then at Danny.

"Really?" The woman spoke for the first time. "Because the only monsters I see here are you two."

Danny had been so distracted by what was going on in front of him that he didn't realize that someone had come up behind him. Not until they were grabbing at the net. Danny immediately started struggling, only to be turned around and be face to face with Captain fucking America. He relaxed at his kind smile as he cut the net off of him. But that smile turned to a frown when he saw the wound on his chest from the scalpel. He turned to the couple, who were now standing, facing Iron man with a hard look in their eyes.

"He's a ghost," Jack spat. "And ghosts are evil! Every single one!"

"Well, I say you're not allowed to lay another hand on him," Cap said as he strode over, shield in hand. "He's under our protection now."

"What he's saying," Iron Man explained, "Is that if you touch him, you're going to have a whole league of pissed off superheroes on your ass. Now, do you really want that?"

They thought for a moment longer before Jack spat at his feet.

"Come on, Mads. Another day."

Maddie followed reluctantly, and they all watched as they climbed into the tricked out RV and drove away.

"Thanks," Danny said, not really knowing what else to say. Cap held out a hand and helped him to his feet, but Danny had been flying for three days straight without a break and it was really catching up to him. As soon as he was standing, he collapsed, right into Captain America's arms, not caring if the transformation rings went over his body or not.

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When Danny woke up again, he was in an unfamiliar room, but he couldn't find himself to care. The bed underneath him and the covers on top of him felt to good.

When he finally decided to stand up a few hours later, he noticed that every single bone in his body ached. His joints all popped like he was Tucker after sitting in his gaming chair for too long. He vaguely noticed that he was wearing new clothes, but couldn't bring it in himself to care who had changed them. Obviously someone that was concerned for his well being. How had he gotten here anyway? He had been running away when-oh. That's right. He was with the Avengers. If he wasn't so tired he'd probably be jumping for joy. Instead he followed the directions a creepy, disembodied voice gave him.

He was led to a living room, where there were several adults just milling about. There was the woman he saw from earlier talking with a red headed woman who looked like she could kill him forty different ways just using a paper clip. On the couch there was a blonde guy drinking straight from the pot watching the news with another blonde guy who kind of reminded Danny of Fabio.

"Glad to see you're awake."

Danny turned to see Captain America, unmasked and with a smile. Geez, how many hot blonde guys live here? Danny briefly thought.

"Glad to see I'm in good company," Danny replied, giving a smile of his own. Steve noticed how it didn't quite reach his eyes.

In the corner of his eye he saw the woman and red head walking towards him and Captain fucking America.

"This is Jan and Natasha," Steve introduced. "Over there is Clint and Thor. Jan was one of the ones that helped out a couple days ago."

"Wait, what?" Danny's eyes went wide. "How long have I been out?"

"Three days," Natasha answered easily, giving him a once over. "Looks like you really needed it."

"Oh. Well, uh, thanks," he said lamely. "For the help, I mean."

"Hey, kid," the coffee addicted hero called from the couch, tapping his ear a couple of times and turning a knob. "Are you gonna eat something or wake up Rhodes two floors up with your stomach?"

"He's got a point," Steve said. "When was the last time you had a good meal?"

"Also, can we get your name?"

"Danny, and...I don't know. What's the date?" Danny's voice was light hearted but he knew it didn't work when he saw the worry in Steve's eyes. Danny smiled at him a bit sheepishly.

"How does pizza sound?" Natasha asked, already dialing the number on her phone.

"Like heaven," Danny grinned.

"Hey, Danny," Steve pulled him aside as Natasha ordered pizza. "Do you have a place to stay?"

"No...Not anymore. Those people that were chasing me were my parents," Danny's voice was quiet, melancholy.

"Then how would you like to stay here?" Jan asked. "maybe pull some pranks on Scott."

Danny didn't know who Scott was, but the idea of pranking anybody sounded fulfilling. he smiled again.

"I'm in."

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