Danny Phantom Memes Novels & Stories

Danny raised an eyebrow. “You said he found out something about his past!” Maya said, and Danny nodded. “Fucker said I should learn from Pasha how to be a loyal friend,” He sneered. “Danny, listen to me! Mishka is alive, it’s possible he got to know something about her? We should try to connect with him.” She pointed and Danny appeared to be thought, but the next moment, he laughed. “He gets unconscious whenever anyone mentioned Mishka. Imagine what would happen if she comes in front of him!! He will slip into a coma for eternity,” He chuckled.

She nodded politely and put a little smile, she didn't know who was the man that standing in front of her. "Ah sorry I forgot you lost your memory, if it wasn't for watching the news, maybe I wouldn't have known, let's get reacquainted, I'm Danny," Danny held out his hand to shake Leah's, his face smiling kindly. Leah hesitantly shook Danny's hand, she couldn't trust everyone who claimed to be her acquaintance.

My other hand balled into a fist, as I let my ice cream drop, pulling Danny along towards the exit. “The crazy desire for blood, the presence in the night, the irritated reaction to garlic…” Danny kept on muttering things as we left. I could smell the fear all over him. I turned to him, grabbing his chin and pushing his head up. “What the fuck is your problem?” I asked, as I let go of him almost immediately. “He's a vampire.” He said, his hands shaking like he was about to suffer epilepsy. “Moon Goddess,” I said under my breath, rubbing my face with my palms as I sighed. “There's no way I'd get beaten by a vampire, that thing was way too strong, and his obviously not a vampire.”

“Da...nny? Is he here? Tell me he is not here! He can’t be here!! Danny? It’s Danny? What the fuck is going on here?

The one dominating my memories. Dane.

This man was on another level. "Young Master Anan and Young Master Karan. Greeting. I'm Danny, assistant of Kunal Sinha, father of Ajay Sinha, Mina Sinha, and Henna Sinha.", Danny bowed as he felt surprised to not see an ounce of shock in both people's eyes. "Greetings, Uncle Danny.", Anan spoke as he pointed to the sofa. "Hello, Uncle Danny.", Karan nodded too. Three sat as Danny started at them. "I'm shocked to see you both relaxed and calm after all the things that happened recently.", Danny smiled as he stared at the two men opposite to him.

Darius could see his oesophagus squirm in the saliva. "Don't tell me you are hungry," he melt out those words. Danny let out a smile, "come off it, man… I am not a monger… I just need some more food right in my belly. You know, to fill this almost full stomach of mine," he said. Darius couldn't believe his ear. When he started talking, he thought he would resort to something hopeful, but his last words made him speechless. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Danny said.

"Okay, sorry," he shrugged. "I know she's your sister, and she's kind of in her own little world, but there's something about her. Maybe I'm a sucker for hippie tomboys." "You're digging a deeper hole." "Only under your skin," Danny smirked. "I just like to bust your chops, man. Besides, she's so into that sixties shit I bet she doesn't even shave her pits," he scrunched his face up. "Or shower. Her hairs always kind of a mess so maybe..."

*** THE YEAR 2019 Simon looks towards the blue-haired guy who has clear skin and a clenched jaw while looking at Justin. He didn't catch his name but Justin remembered Danny calling him Sandy. Meanwhile, Danny pocketed his hands on his jeans while breathing a lot of air and puffing it out a minute later. His spiky hair and big eyes made him look like a handsome gangster with a little touch of bad boy sense. "Long time no see, Justin," Danny muttered then all of them snickered. Justin looked up and glared right in Danny's eyes. He knuckled his fists and Danny averted his eyes towards it.

I heard the shushing of water as it began to fill. "Just blown a fuse," Danny said matter-of-factly. He stood straight again, wiping his hands down the legs of his tight jeans. "I remember you all right." Those blue eyes twinkled slightly. I raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah... when I was about thirteen... fourteen, me and my mates used to hang about outside the shop on Tuesdays and Thursdays after school 'cause you went for your run then. I remember you always had these little strappy tops on and tight leggings. We used to reckon that you never wore knickers." He looked away, blushing slightly.