Is Danny Phantom Timmy Turner Novels & Stories

“I know you guys offered to extend the room for another week, but I don’t think I’ll need it.” “We’ll keep it open in case you want to escape.” Anton patted my hand with a smile and a knowing look between me and DJ before joining Annette and Danny. “That’s your boy, huh?” DJ brought my attention back before I could figure out what to say. Instant concern flooded me when it looked like someone had kicked him straight in the gut. “My whole world,” I hummed, watching Danny run to the water. “Since he could read, he’s been obsessed with all things water and sea creatures. Mom and Dad took him to the shore one time, and he did not want to leave. His father loved the ocean too.”

“Because Danny said I shouldn’t join. He said I cannot sing.” Rose's expression changed instantly. “What do you mean? Who’s this Danny boy?” “He is my friend.” “No T. If he could say something like that to you, then he’s not your friend!” Tyler’s face fell, sadness clouding his little eyes. “Look, T, your voice is the best thing I’ve heard today, and you need to stay away from Danny.” “But he likes Spider- Man too,” Tyler muttered. “Danny is a bully. You should avoid him.”

Danny was confused and her thoughts weren’t clear. “Boys like funny and badass girls. He’ll realize he likes you for sure” she said leaning in closer. “Come on” he said nudging her. “You think so?” she asked getting her smile back. “I don’t think. I know” she whispered. “Okay, what are we going to do?” Danny asked. “During break you’ll see” she whispered and the bell rang. Danny couldn’t wait for break. She wished she was her mum and could make time go faster. When it did come, she waited impatiently for Ronnie who was currently running late.

“Boys, you can relax for a while. The you go back on playing. Okay?” “Yes, hyung.” The boys chorused. Oh, they are really cuties! Then they turn to us. “Hello again, Iyah-noona! Hello, Ayla-noona! I’m Danny, the drummer and a cousin of JD-hyung. Nice to meet you.” Danny introduced himself to Ayla-unnie. “Hello, Danny. Nice to meet you.” unnie said. “And I like your necklace, very fashionable.” She commented. “Thank you, noona.” Danny said with a smile.

“Danny, I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to play today. I have to get to work.” Danny’s face fell. “No, really?” Amanda put a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry, Aunt Anita will come back soon, and you can play then.” Danny looked up. “Okay, Aunt Anita, promise you’ll play next time?” Anita laughed softly. “I promise. We’ll have a great game next time.” Tony checked his watch. “You don’t have much time left, Anita.” “You’re right,” Anita agreed. She rushed off to take a quick shower and get ready. In a few minutes, she was dressed in her beautiful black suit and ready to go.

What he said before finally seemed to register now that I could breathe. The Beta shook his head, crossing his arms. "No actually, he only calls girls he finds cute Missy," Brandon revealed with a laugh. I flushed at the information. So, Timmy really was a cheeky little kid. I sighed. "I'm not sure why he lumps me in that category then..." I admitted with an eye roll before turning to look up at the tall blonde. He seemed like he wanted to say something, but I cut him off quickly as a thought crossed my mind.

But then Danny came running, screaming for his hero, and I realized my Danny was already gone. Fast forward to now... Danny pulls back from my kiss, gasping for air as if I am poisonous. I don’t mind. I just let my eyes drift past him to the man leaning against the archway. Chadwick looks like a ghost, pale skin, heavy bandages, eyes like flint. I feel a slow, jagged smirk pull at my mouth. "Leo?" Danny’s voice is a broken whisper. He is trembling so hard his teeth are practically chattering. "What did you just do? What... please, just leave. My mum..."

“Elara!” My search is rudely interrupted when Hannah’s cloying voice comes from the screen again. “Do you want Damon to be your daddy?” she asks Danny, and from what it looks like, she seems to be in the hospital. “Yes!” Danny replies excitedly. “I want him to be my daddy. Can he really be my daddy, Mom?” “Of course he can,” she smiles, cupping his face. “Just do as I say, and soon enough, he’ll be your actual daddy in no time.”

“I’m already here, babe. An I got my bat. You know the one, right?” The bat. Which he kept in his truck for ‘self-defense.’ He bragged about, always showing it off, especially around her and Timmy. And then an image flashed. Of blood oozing under Timmy’s bedroom floor, of his caved-in head. got my bat “You just sit tight,” Danny hissed, “cause Daddy’s home. The phone clicked. Its dial tone shrilling in her ear. *** Panic thrummed through her as she dialed 911, that image . . .