Danny Phantom Parents 소설 & 이야기

Mum said, still holding her keys. “Sorry, Mum. It was Danny’s birthday last night,” Ann muttered, kissing the twins. Ava giggled at her aunt’s disheveled look. Danny—Ann’s boyfriend of two years—came from old money. His father was a senator, but he himself was sweet, grounded. I approved of him. Mum’s heels clicked toward the door. “I’ll be at the office. Make sure Ryan doesn’t skip school again. Bye, loves.” She kissed the twins goodbye.

Ellie had whispered to the waves the night I followed her on her fishing adventure. Danny’s eyes were brown like mine but more catlike. His nose and mouth were his mother’s. Ellie’s hair was lighter; Danny’s a dark chocolate black full of curls. Tall for his age, though looking at her family, it wasn’t a surprise. All of them over six-three—even the younger brother, Carl, still growing. Their family carried honor and tragedy stapled through its lines. “Daniel was a very brave man,” Ellie soothed, patting Danny’s back, meeting his questioning eyes with honesty. She made sure he knew it was never wrong to talk about his father. Never wrong to be proud.

​He looked at Scarlett, and for the first time, she saw a flicker of genuine terror in his eyes. ​"My father didn't die ten years ago," Xavier said. "He just went into the dark. He’s the one who sent the message about Danny. He’s the one who hired the man who hired you." ​The Hamptons. Saturday. 8:45 PM. ​The interior of the house was lit only by the fireplace. The storm had finally arrived, rain lashing against the windows in a frantic, rhythmic beat. Danny was asleep on the rug, exhausted by the ocean air and the freedom of a day without fear.

“We will go to church tomorrow.” “Yes mummy” Juan said. He yawned as his mother helped put him to bed. She drew the blanket up to his chest when he laid down. Isabella kissed his forehead. She took one of his power rangers' story books to read it to him when she heard his question. A question she was running away from. “Mom, if we had a daddy…he would have saved us just like that man did today, right?” She wanted to say something, but words betrayed her. Juan needed a dad. It was all he has been singing for six months now.

Someone I could call my mate. We were supposed to meet up today, but the PR team came up. I entered my blue Lamborgini as my phone buzzed in my pockets. I took it out and read the message from a familiar person. COME TO THE MANSION TONIGHT! I groaned out as the car roared to life. My father, Alessandro Bianchi, was my world even though he could be annoying. Memories of dad talking about how my mother's death was one of the few things I would never forget.

" I asked and I bit on my lip in the small silence that followed, afraid that I had offended him. Aaron didn't seem to mind, however, and he shook his head. "We're close, but they're not exactly on good terms with mothers, so they wouldn't see my need the same way I would," he said with an unamused chuckle, and I raised my eyebrow quizzically. "Meaning?" "Justin's Mum died when he was born, and Danny does not get on with either of his parents. I don't think they'd understand me," he said briefly, a sad look in his eyes.

I shimmied into Danny's varsity jacket as we walked toward the parking lot, and pulled it tightly around my body. Danny was standing against his red pickup truck, talking on the phone to someone, assumedly his mom. She hadn't been able to make it to the game tonight, since his little sister was sick all afternoon. I watched him as he ran a hand through his messy hair, chuckling at something his mom said. His mom was his kryptonite, he was an absolute mama's boy. He caught me out of the corner of his eye, and his face lit up. "I gotta go, I love you." He said quickly, and hung up as I walked up to him. "Hi." He pulled me close to his side and leaned down to kiss my forehead.

Every year a fair was held in the old grounds of the training ground where everyone wear ancient clothes and history was repeated. Gwen was Danny's aunt's daughter who was living with Danny and his father after the death of her mother. She knew nothing about her father and consider Danny's father as her own and Danny's mother as her own mother. Danny's father had a small fruit shop in the town and both of them work there in their free time as it was difficult for Danny's father to take care of the shop alone. They were not very rich but was happy with their life. Soon they were at home while Danny's father was there too as he decided to take them for shopping so they could have their outfits

Before his mother met his father, he was in love with his nanny. "Continue, nanny. You should vent it out with someone like me," Danny teased as Jane chuckled a bit on the other end of the line. She was reminiscing all the times she had been cherishing with Paul, Danny's father. She inhaled a large amount of air and glanced towards the door on the insides of the building. The song was not at the right timing to play. It's as if she needed to move towards the call without permission.

“After leaving your place, I ran a deeper background check on Danny. His family history is… complicated.” Travis’s brow furrows. “Complicated how?” He distinctly remembers Dawn telling him that Danny was an only child and that his father had died young. Holden leans closer to his laptop. “Danny is an affair child.” Travis’s breath catches. “What?” “His mother was an American high school teacher who got pregnant while teaching at a British school. At the time, Danny’s father, George Parker, was a visiting doctor. But here’s the real problem—George Parker was already married to someone else.”