Fun Times and Heroic Deeds: thefundanny replied to your post: ((Thinking about bringing this back,...

Fun: Pitch Pearl pictures? You mean like…

this? Or…

this?

Hero: What are you—stop this at once!

Fun: Yo, man, free country.

Why do you have wings and horns in this one?

Hero: That is none of your—

Fun: There’s another one!

Either the fangirls have a sudden wing fetish or I need to go through your internet history…

Hero: Cease and desist! That is my private file!

Fun: Hey, your fault for using such an easy password.

…I…Okay, now it’s awkward.

Hero: Only just now?

Fun: Hey! You’re the dude with a private file for this stuff! And you wonder why I think you have feelings for me.

Hero: I have no such attraction for you!

Fun: …

Hero: They are only pictures!

Fun: That you look at!

Hero: There are pictures and stories everywhere, it is hardly my fault!

Fun: …There are stories?

Hero: …No.

Fun: I should never have allowed you near the internet…

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((For the full size (in order): .:: Uhh, Phantom… ::. by *UnitedLiar/ FentonXPhantom Club ID Entry by ~MarticusProductions/ Incubus by Cupcake/ Incubus Phantom by Polterrgeist/ :Quick_Glimpse: by =2numagirls/and DP: HAVE SOME PITCH PEARL by ~ChibiForte101. If you want the actual pictures, go there because they belong to these talented artists))

Hero: I ruined nothing, Tumblr dweller!

Fun: Uh, yeah, you kinda did.

Hero: No, I did not! The “mood” and “fun” were premature and therefore nonexistent at that point. My interference merely halted their development.

Fun: The possibility was still there! And like she said, it would have been harmless. No feelings means we would have had our fun and then gone our separate ways. That’s it.

Hero: Romance does not work that way, and acts of love should not be so taken for granted or used for such a petty reason as to have a good time. Otherwise, when you do find the one you wish to cherish and spend your life with, the act has already been cheapened for you. I will not allow this.

Fun: How would you even know, man? It’s not like either of us have been in a relationship before.

Hero: I know because I, DANNY PHANTOM, am mature beyond my adolescent years!

Fun: Dude, you so are not! You’re wearing my bed-sheet as a cape! You look like an overgrown kid playing superhero!

Hero: Half the reason for your confusion, citizen, is because I AM a superhero! And as such I shall not allow this temptress to lure you into performing foul deeds! Your seductive trap has failed, now begone, siren!

Fun: She’s not a siren, dude! She’s a normal teenager like me and—ah screw it…

Fun: Yo, when you’re right, you’re right. And hey, sure. Sounds like it’d be fun. I—

Hero: He most certainly will not!

Fun: Dude, she was talking to me! Mind your own business!

Hero: You are my business, human, and I shall not permit you to engage in such an act with a complete stranger! The deed becomes frivolous when neither share intense feelings for the other, and I will not allow my human self to degrade himself in such a way.

Fun: It’s just kissing, man. We’re teenagers, we do it all the time.

Hero: We are not common teenagers. We do not “make-out” with others for the fun of it. We are better than that.

Fun: Tch. Fine. Whatever.

Hero: Ha! That you care so little and are unwilling to argue proves my point! You—

Fun: Dude, just drop it. You ruined the mood anyway.

Hero: -sniffs- There was never any “mood” to speak of…

Fun: Dude, use your imagination! Our molecules are ripped apart, what do you think it feels like? A back massage?

Hero: Desist taking your frustrations out on innocent bystanders at once! The question is valid as we can assume this person has never ventured through a similar device, and thus never experienced such a sensation.

Fun: Yeah, fine. Whatever.

Hero: I apologize. He has been in an uncharacteristically foul mood as of late.

In answer to the question, passing through our parents’ invention is both physically painful and mentally jarring. At the same time my DNA is being forcibly removed from Fenton’s, our outlook and sense of self is divided. For a split second, we are one person, viewing the world from two very different perspectives. Then that second ends, the pain lessens to unpleasant aftershocks, and we’re left scrambling to identify who we are without our other half.

If not for all the pain and confusion, I would actually call it quite…liberating. Like our personalities, blood and ectoplasm are opposites. Although we had never noticed it before we separated the first time, there is this…wrongness while we are one. Like an itch we cannot scratch. A buzz in the back of our mind. It’s maddening. Passing through the Ghost Catcher, I can literally feel that wrongness abating, and in its wake I feel free and, ironically, right.

Fun: Why can’t you be a normal teenager for once, dude, and just say it hurts but you like it.

Hero: Because I’m not just a normal teenager, I’m…DANNY PHANTOM!

((Sorry for the long hiatus guys. It’s summer and, well, I have a desk full of other projects I’m working on. Wanted to give this another shot, though, so here it goes~ Hope you’re all still interested in this…))

Fun: -points at the ghost- He has.

Hero: Absurd! I told you, it was mere fear for your health that prompted my actions.

Fun: Whatever, man. You didn’t have to use your ‘cape’.

Hero: It was the only covering available not drenched by saliva!

Fun: Uh-huh…

Hero: -scoffs and crosses his arms over his chest- My fate as the hero involves finding a female counterpart, a heroin who assists me to become a better person and a stronger hero. A heroin who I either save on a daily basis or one who fights alongside me in battles. Not a boy who squanders his potential on hollow pastimes!

Fun: Yeah, good luck with that, dude. I’m off to bed…and keep your precious ‘cape’ to yourself this time. I don’t wanna wake up smelling like you again.

Hero: As we both exhibit a facet of the original Danny’s personality, he shall exist so long as we do…Except he would be forever divided and therefore never truly existing…hmm…What an interesting inquiry…

Fun: Ah man, whatever. Who cares about yesterday or tomorrow? People change all the time, it’s not like this is all that different. And to worry about what I was like before and who I will be later is a total waste of time. Bowling and chilling out with my friends, now that’s worth doing.

Hero: That sounds quite philosophical…coming from you.

Fun: Dude, I dare you to hang out with Sam or Jazz sometime. You’ll never hear the end of these questions.