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allthingsarmin · 3 years

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please hear me out , student council president bully!armin x hot goth girl!reader?

Thank you for your request! This prompt made me really thirsty hehehe, but I hope you didn’t have to wait too long. I’ve been getting quite a few goth girl requests, so to all the goth girls who have found my blog, WELCOME!

Warnings: bullying, harassment, mentions of depressive topics, noncon, and then some sexy stuff bc i know yall are horn - ee. Also, sorry this isn’t proofread :(

Fem!Reader, FemBodied!Reader

Minors DNI!

How many times have you been in this position? Submissive under Armin Arlert’s malicious smirk and feeling measly under the bouts of laughter and mockery from your insolent classmates who encourage his harsh words?

How many times have you found yourself running to your dorm after class, crying, loathing the fact that you were different, feeling insufficient because you have never been graciously accepted by others, becoming disgusted with yourself as a failure as your insecurities painfully spill past your eyelids.

How many times have you found yourself hopeless? Hopeless because no matter how many times you go to teachers and counselors for help, they dismiss you with a cackle. “Armin Arlert? The student council president? He is such a gentleman - so responsible and well-mannered. He would never do those things.” Hopeless because of course no one would ever believe the girl who is quiet, strange, and unconventionally a freak who wears nothing but black clothes with edgy designs, chains, and tall boots that match the intimidating aura of your black nails and many piercings. Hopeless because even though you hate the humiliation, hate the demeaning of your very existence, hate Armin Arlert, you can’t deny that you have pathetically fallen like a beggar for his degradation.

Too many times have you found yourself crumbling under the merciless grip of Armin, being thrown around like a puppet to appease his twisted fantasies and inflated ego, his handsome face creepily contorting with a grin each time his cruel insults are aimed at your weak self. Though, soon enough, the school year will end as you are pushed into the warmth of summer, and then you will make your escape from his abominable cage - your escape from the monster that hides behind the intelligent man with the expensive blazers and sweater vests, seemingly gentle smile, and clean face - the monster that hides behind the beautiful, horrible student council president, Armin Arlert.

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On the precipice of escape, the last day of classes before your final exams - that were supposed to be easy and meant for reviewing material - became total hell as you were summoned to the student council office for some ‘unprecedented reason’ or at least that’s what your professor told you.

The walk to the office was a petrifying one. Never before have your boots felt heavy and your knees weak with your heart pounding out of your ears, scared that out of the eight people in the student council you would be faced with the one-and-only Armin Arlert and his mischief.

As soon as you entered the office, you were met with the pain of a shockingly cold, hard floor. Your left thumb nail and pinky broken, your black fishnet stockings torn, and your black eyeliner trailing down your face in waves due to the impact. Armin was waiting behind the door and barbarically pushed you onto the floor right as you entered the room. Upon his sinister eyes, you were so pitifully sprawled in front of him in a confused, fearful haze - such a wonderful sight to see your dark makeup smeared, cheeks red, bruises forming on your knees where your fishnets tore, and the chain bracelet you wore on your frail wrist broken and lying on the floor.

Upon your confusion and fright, Armin quickly steps over your feeble figure as a way of keeping you in place, like a predator fatally cornering his prey. He crouches down on top of you, getting close to your face, his minty breath hitting you in warm swells as his clean-scented cologne invades your nose. In the worse possible position, lying so vulnerable under the man who has tormented you at school all year, you hate to admit how irresistible he actually is - his mesmerizing blue eyes pulling you in like the tides, his beautifully groomed hair contrasting with his menacing smile, his muscles tightening up in his dark blue blazer. How disgusted you are with yourself that just for a second you were willing to take all of his degradation if it meant you got to lay your eyes upon his being.

Armin, feasting upon your beautiful figure, was tearing you apart in his mind. Unbeknownst to you, your dark clothes complimented your skin beautifully, the gruesome designs on your shirts appealingly contrasting with the rare sight of your soft, kind smile, and the black makeup you always wore was never with a fault as it was done perfectly, your black nails leaving Armin with vulgar thoughts about how they would look leaving scratch marks on his back as he roughly fucks you into subspace, what your black and blood-red skirts paired with fishnet stockings would look like while he sneakily tears into you in a public place. How his hand would look around your neck in place of your black chokers. All Armin needed was some hot goth bitch who he could selfishly abuse and degrade while looking cute in her chain necklaces and fitted black tops, and all year had he fantasized about this moment - taking in the sight of your pity allowing the stress from council responsibilities - like speeches and useless complaints from students - to simply just disappear.

“Finally have you all to myself, huh?” he groans, hurriedly taking off his blazer, and unbuttoning his dress shirt, disheveling his collar in the process. Looking around at the empty desks and chairs, you noticed that you two were in fact the only ones in the office and that Armin had slyly locked the door after pushing you to the floor. Your head was burning, and your heart suddenly picked up its pace as you saw Armin begin to unbuckle his belt and fiddle with his zipper.

“W-what are you doing?” you worriedly exclaimed as you moved your messy hair out of your face and scrambled to hold down your skirt.

Armin paused, his grin eerily wide and the glint in his eyes made of pure malice. “Something I should have done a long time ago.”

He, on top of your timid body, shoved his girthy cock into your mouth, his red tip teasingly poking at the back of your throat as tears assault your eye makeup and your face reddens with embarrassment. Armin pulls your hair and forces your wet mouth off of his aching cock, admiring the sight of your wide eyes and blotches of black lipstick painting his thick shaft. He rubs your cheek with his thumb. “Such a pretty goth bitch,” he coos, nearly laughing at the fact his weak, long-time victim was finally exposed below him.

You were stunned, completely numb, so shocked because the man who was always so vile to you was losing himself every time your reluctant tongue slipped past his sensitive tip. So shocked that you couldn’t do anything but comply when he told you to take him deeper.

Armin, with such eagerness, forced your sloppy mouth off of him - after gagging you for what seemed like forever - and sat down on the floor, leaning against the locked door, and firmly grabbing your wrist as a beckon to straddle his lap. Sitting upon his muscular thighs, you begin to realize just how ruined you are, wanting with every inch of your heart to run away from the person who has caused you so much distress yet feeling such a heavy desperation in your throbbing cunt as you gaze upon Armin’s gorgeous figure, his collared shirt slightly unbuttoned and wrinkled, warm red blush thrashed upon his face in contrast with cool blue eyes.

In the midst of it all, you can’t recall how quickly he jerked you onto his lap, rudely pulled your panties to the side, and forcefully thrusted his cock into your messy cunt. Though taking you by an uncomfortable surprise, you hate - hate - to admit how good it felt riding the student council president, Armin Arlert’s, cock, hate to admit how the mixture of abusive slander and your bully’s member inside you made your body shiver with euphoria.

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goliath-de-senfina-sango · 5 years

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Date with a Dragon

Danny makes a dumbass decision, does the whole being a great date thing, and then has to fight a dragon.

Aside from Jazz’s needling about his date - “She’s not my girlfriend on the first date, Jazz, even I know that.” - and his mother doing her very best to make sure Danny’s suit fit perfectly - “I don’t even know what color dress she’s wearing but probably more vibrant than this, Mom. No, I am not judging your style, this cinnamon suit just isn’t the right color for the first date.” Danny was feeling pretty good about his date with Paulina.

“Suit and corsage - which is likely the wrong color but whatever - Dad’s indestructible fishing line, the Fenton Thermos™, my Wrist Ray™ aand Tuck how’s my-”

“Your breath smells like you found a bush of mint, put it in a jar of water for two days straight, and just downed all the cold brew tea.” Tucker wrinkled his nose at Danny and took an exaggerated step back. “Seriously if you reach for another mint I’m stealing it.”

“You have breath spray Tuck,” Danny pointed out. “Hell, I bet you’ll spritz it in James’ mouth yourself.”

“Anyway, Sam, find anything about the dragon in your edgy goth library?” Tucker raised a brow. “If not I can head to the internet.”

“Matter of fact, Casanova, I found a website digging into the supernatural history of the world.” Sam sent a link through the skype chat and Danny recognized the dragon immediately. “The amulets of Arragon, prized treasures of the medieval kingdom’s royal family, had the souls of ancient dragons trapped within them. When a wearer is overcome with intense anger or duress, they would transform into the raging spirit within, only gaining control of this form over time.”

“That… is the amulet I gave to Paulina…”

“Says here that the records of the two amulets remain but the items themselves were burned with the prince and princess’ bodies as they died.”

“It must’ve fallen in my bag when I shot that dragon with the bazooka- wait.” Danny pulled at his hair. “I’m going on a date with a dragon?”

“You say this as though that makes her less hot.” Tucker held up his hands in defense when Danny bore down on him with a glare. “ Literally hotter.”

Sam groaned and rolled her eyes. “Like I said, Danny, looks are deceiving. You two have fun at that shitty dance. I’m gonna look into finding out if there are any more magick things out there to get.” Danny frowned, looking at the screen through the lens of that second realm. The humming beneath and around Sam sounded bitter over something. And she’d been sour every time the dance was brought up, even though she brought it up most.

“Fuck, I think Sam wants to go to the dance.”

“Dude,” Tucker shook his head. “It’s Sam. She would’ve said something if it was important to her.” A look from Danny and Tucker groaned. “I meant she’d have asked someone out.”

“We’re her best friends, Tuck, we shoulda seen this sooner. Sam is the one to bring up Paulina and she’s mad about how pretty she is but I think that’s just her feeling jealous that all the guys wanna ask Paulina out for who she is on the surface but not Sam.” Danny leaned back against the table and scratched his head.

“I guess even Sam can be insecure,” Tuck admitted, “but there’s nothing we can do about it now.”

Danny hummed, raising a brow at Tucker. “How attached to James-”

“ No , Méiyǒu, absolutely not.” Tucker glared at Danny, clearly ready to charge up the Wrist Ray™. Unfortunately for Tucker, Danny had yet to make his Dumbass Teenager Decision™ of the month.

Tucker woke up to Danny waving goodbye. Pulling down his suit’s cuff, Tucker took aim at Danny’s backside and, knowing Danny was tougher than an ectopus, zapped him in the back of his hazmat. Danny rubbed his mildly sore butt and flew off fast as he could, invisibly, and Tucker put the weapon away. “Best punch I can land on him, clearly. Do I tell Sam before or after?”

Sam opened the door and Tucker couldn’t help but stare. Wild pigtails, purple eyeshadow, a black top with netted sleeves that met with fingerless black gloves, and a lavender bottom half to the dress all seemed to sparkle in the moonlight. “By the Allspark,” Tucker gasped, not sure how to feel about the entire situation. On one hand, Danny did something fucked up and needed to be taught a lesson. On the other, Sam looked happy to go. And he could definitely count on her to be cool with him not trying to impress.

“Yeah, dumb I know. C’mon, let’s go.” Tucker followed as Sam pulled him along to the dance. “I started looking into like, nature magick and all that, and found some cool stuff on how to make a druidic focus.”

“Sweet! Tell me more.” Yeah, Danny was getting off easy this time.

Danny rose out of the ground in front of Paulina’s house, his midnight blue suit reappearing on him in a pop as he dropped from the void. "Paulina, that I really like you a lot, and I’m sorry, but that necklace is actually my mother’s and I need it back.“ Danny smacked himself after knocking. "Stars, that’s a horrible pitch.”

The door opened and Danny was reminded that he was unfairly short by the towering figure of Paulina’s father. Barrel-chested and clearly a man who worked with his hands. He was also glaring balefully at Danny. “If you hurt her,” he said in a deep and gravelly voice, “you and I are going to have a violent talk.”

Well, I’ve never had an adult threaten to assault me before.

Before that could go anywhere Paulina walked out in a form-fitting pink dress that sparkled at the bottom, complimented by the amulet around her neck. If he listened closely through the second realm Danny could hear the rumbling of a gigantic beast and the crackling of flames. “Papa, you’re scaring him!” Paulina lightly chastised and strolled past them both down the stairs. “We don’t wanna be late, Danny.”

“Have a wonderful night pumpkin!” The cheer in the man’s tone was like whiplash for Danny, especially when he added in another growl, “I know where you live.”

“I’m so glad we had this chat.” Danny turned and followed after Paulina, a smile on his face. "Uh, you’re beautiful. Which is uh, well you’re always beautiful but stars, that dress looks amazing on you and I’m not sure what you did to your hair but it looks great.“

Paulina paused for a moment and smiled at him. "Well, you’re pretty cute yourself, Danny. That’s a nice suit. Did you pick it out yourself?”

“Mom and I fought on the color of it - she wanted to go with burnt cinnamon of all things.” Paulina made a gagging noise and Danny laughed. “Right? I swear I’m the only one in the house who understands how colors work. Speaking of,” Danny pointed to Paulina’s gloves. “ The sparkling brown on your nails really works great with your eyes, what color is this ?”

Paulina gave Danny an odd look, eyes wider by a fraction and smile a touch more relaxed. "It’s hazel. You speak Spanish? “

“ Oh, yeah, my dad’s mom was from Spain, she taught me how to speak Spanish a while ago and Dad and I use it from time to time .” Danny felt his cheeks heating up, directing the hum of impending intangibility into that heat blossoming in his face.

“ Delightful! Aren’t you full of surprises? ” Paulina giggled and hooked her arm in Danny’s. " Oh, we’re here! C'mon! “ Danny was pulled along into the crowd of students awkwardly dancing around each other and doing their best not to get in trouble with Lancer and the chaperones. ” So, are you looking into cosmetics? “

“ Ah, no ,” Danny chuckled. “ I know what I do about colors from my art. I uh, I draw, and sometimes Tucker convinces me to sell a commission online or to the guys around the school .”

“ That’s amazing, Danny! I’m planning on becoming either a journalist, an actress or a model myself .” Paulina’s aura gave off waves of pink and the lilt of bells. Danny could, frankly, listen to that and Paulina talking about cosmetics and modeling all night. But, his eyes and ears strayed to the crackling fire within the amulet and Danny sighed.

Handing the cheerleader a cup of punch Danny rubbed the back of his neck. "Paulina, about that necklace…"

“It’s wonderful Danny! I haven’t taken it off since you gave it to me.” She looked so very happy about it, which made the bandage he was about to rip off so much stickier. Looking around, Danny spotted Sam and Tucker, and the perfect story spun in his mind.

“I gotta be honest with you, cause I really do like you. That necklace wasn’t mine to give you, and I need it back. It must’ve fallen in my bag at some point but it belongs to Sam.” Paulina snarled, sending a shiver down Danny’s spine and her tongue stuck out serpentine and green to slurp up the whole cup of punch in one go before shattering the cup. Plastic cups don’t break That easily. “I uh, I can get you something better though! I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you so far and if I can get that amulet back maybe I can… draw something for you for free?”

Before Paulina could answer, Danny shivered, and power rippled through that second realm like a wave, appearing on that level of reality like fire sweeping over the dance. It seemed to ignore everything in its path until it bounced off of the amulet around Paulina’s neck. Cygnus, that’s probably the ghost the amulet is supposed to be with. Danny sucked in a breath and held up his cup. “I’m gonna go grab a broom to sweep up the shards of your cup.” Danny handed Paulina his own cup, and then rushed off into the crowd, drawing the light into himself and hiding in the pocket of unnoticeable shadows midway through.

Finding Tucker and Sam was easy enough, he could find their auras anywhere it seemed. Slipping back onto terra firma, Danny tapped Sam’s shoulder. “Guys, emergency. I can sense the presence of the ghost who that amulet belongs to, I can see pings of ghost fire covering the place and bouncing off of it.”

“Well fuck, that’s just great.” Tucker groaned.

“Have you gotten it away from Paulina yet?” Sam arched a brow at Danny’s shrug, which was fair as it was probably the worst answer. “Do you have any sort of plan?”

“Uh, you keep an eye on Paulina to keep her safe while Tuck and I search for the ghost? I can’t tell where it is, exactly, which is ridiculous. There’s just so much energy around here that there’s no way to pin down the source.” Danny huffed. There was some sort of power that came off of everyone at the party, radiating off of the people like light from a bulb, and Danny could feel himself soaking it in.

Sam snorted, pulling out her phone. “This dance just gets better and better. Text on sight?”

“Natch,” Tucker said as he jogged off in one direction.

“Remember Sam, don’t make her angry.”

Sam scoffed as she found Paulina and followed her into the bathroom. As if I need reminding. “Hey, Paulina. Nice dress.”

Paulina turned around with a smile, gloved hand over the gem. “Yes, and it goes so nice with your amulet, doesn’t it?” Paulina’s smile was getting close to Thinly Veiled Sneer territory. Sam had a goal, however. Danny opened up an easy grab .

“Right, about that. My grandma gave me that amulet and-”

“Forget it, sweetie,” Paulina interrupted with a cold frown. “I’m not giving up this little trinket, or your boyfriend Danny.”

“Boyfriend?” Sam couldn’t help but laugh at that. “And they say pretty girls can’t be funny. Danny is not my boyfriend.”

“He’s not?” Paulina sounded genuinely surprised, which made it all the funnier.

“No, he’s my best friend.” Shrugged, Sam relaxed a bit. “Maybe that’s why I was so hard on you when you made your joke. I’m sorry for calling you shallow.”

“Huh.” Paulina looked thoughtful for a moment, undoing the clasp of the amulet on her neck and Sam felt hopeful. “Well, it’s a shame that I only agreed to come to the dance with him cause I thought he was dating you.” Sam felt her stomach drop as gold settled heavily on her. “Here, you take this back. I need to go have a talk with your dorky friend.”

Never before had Sam’s blood boiled the way it did then like a match had been lit inside of her chest and the flame was spreading through her veins. The metal on her skin hummed and warmed as that skin turned blue and scaly, and Sam’s last fully conscious thought was a snarled out, “Shallow little bitch!” And then all she saw was red.

Danny found himself near the girls’ bathroom when he felt and heard a growl, a roar, and a crash. Running in, he saw a blue dragon, bigger and more terrifying than before with a human in its grasp flying away from a massive hole in the ceiling. Danny transformed, eyes wide, and flew after her. Coming down hard, he kicked the dragon in the spine, pushing her to the ground, and landed in front of her. “Paulina, you don’t wanna hurt Saaam is the dragon.” The dragon rising up from the green and white turf of the football field, furrowed brow covered in a plate of thick scales and spikes on her chin tossing dirt in the air as she shook it, held a latina cheerleader in her paws, not a goth with a wrist ray.

Great blue wings spread to their full 10-foot spans and a deafening roar shook the field. “Shallow girl!”

“Definitely Sam… oh shit !” Danny dove under the ground as a line of ghostly fire, much bigger than before, burnt the grass he was floating over. Rising out of the ground, Danny sailed inches away from Sam’s spiky chin with his fist. “Sam, friendo, breath mints, I got plenty.” Danny shifted into that safe spot beyond the real a second too late and teeth like daggers cut into his torso, nearly bisecting him. Even as he slipped past, Danny was sure that he would look down and see a mess beneath him so he didn’t look.

Aiming his Wrist Ray ™ at Sam’s claw, Danny fired off a blast and caught Paulina when Sam flinched from the sting. “Thank the stars you drop what burns instead of squeezing.” He hoped beyond hope that Paulina could handle the lack of air and slipped them through the vibrations of air and ground and light and slipped under the earth, rising up at the fence behind the bleachers before they were solid again.. Faintly, he noted Dash and some girl - tiffany? - were trembling in fear and huffed. “Get her to safety and go!”

Sam raised the bleachers entirely and tossed them behind her, tearing up the football field. Danny pulled his trigger and groaned when Sam dodged the ray of hot green light. “Oh please, I might as well be throwing paper balls at you and you fuckin dodge it? Are you afraid of a little gust of wind?” Danny flew to the side of the innocents and dove underground when Sam shot fire at him again. Rising up from the ground, Danny pulled on Sam’s tail and lifted her off the ground, tossing her into the air. “Alright Phantom, think. How to deal with her?”

Remembering earlier that day, Danny sang, loud and proud, the sunlight song he’d heard. Six notes in and Sam turned around. Taking aim, Danny pulled the trigger. It felt like he was bracing a rifle on his wrist thanks to the recoil, pushing him back as it struck Sam dead in the chest. “Sweet beautiful Astrea!”

Sam got real close real fast, launching three jets of fire, the last of which Danny just barely phased through. Feeling as though his bones were singed, Danny soared higher and higher. “Is that all? You breathe fire like a girl!” Danny barely dodged the next bout of flames, but he did finally notice something important. Attached to his belt was the Fenton Fisher ™.

Whipping out the capture weapon Danny sang his song to his Wrist Ray ™ and grinned at his friend. “What’s wrong Sammy, can’t hit me? I thought you were the one with the best aim!” Sam missed him with yet another fireball and Danny fired off another shot, stunning Sam. Danny tossed the line and zoomed fast as he could in circles around Sam, pulling the line taught. Wings pinned to her back and too enraged to consider ghostly flight, Sam fell to the ground 20 feet below with a thunderous thud.

Danny descended at top speed and unclasped the amulet from Sam’s neck, watching with absolute relief when her body shined with inner light and the ethereal draconian form folded in on itself until only Sam remained. Transforming back into his human self, Danny stumbled his way down the dragon indent in the turf and knelt next to a waking Sam. “Hey, you ok?”

“I feel like I just had the biggest fight in my life, then cried all the anger out of myself.” Sam slowly stood up with Danny’s help. “What happened?”

“You had a roaring time it looks like,” Danny said with a chuckle. “C’mon, let’s get out of here. I think I hear sirens.” Listening closely, Danny did hear the sound of police sirens, and transformed again, turning the pair invisible and flying away from the football field.

Sam looked down, seeing only darkness but definitely hearing the roar and feeling the heat of flames. “What… did I do?”

“Wasn’t your fault, Sam. Paulina did something that pissed you off, I dodged around you till I could get the amulet away.” This would be hard to explain to his parents though. The green of the flames made their ghostly origins rather fucking obvious.

“Yeah, yeah she did, but this is… holy shit Danny. I just saw red, ya know?” Danny gave a pat to Sam’s back, hoping it didn’t feel condescending or anything like that. There was a buzz and Sam pulled her phone from the pocket of her dress - where on Earth did she get a dress with pockets? “The building was evacuated and Tucker says he’s a block away with the ghostly princess who’s looking for her amulet.”

“Thank the stars. Sooner we get rid of it the better.” Danny followed Sam’s instructions and dove into the alley where Tucker stood, a woman wearing a fancy blue gown with bright green skin and scarlet eyes floating nearby with her hands held in front of her. Danny set Sam down and floated closer to the ghost cautiously. “Um. Hello? I believe this is yours?”

The blond ghost’s eyes snapped from Tucker to Danny and she looked incredibly relieved. “Oh it is! Thank you, kind sir. I found myself having a rather strenuous day and then waking to find myself floating freely in the Astral Plane without my amulet.” She floated closer, but Danny held the amulet close to his chest.

“You aren’t going to go burning the town down after I give this to you, are you?”

“Oh heavens no!” The princess looked aghast at the suggestion. “I have no interest in destroying the living, sir, only in doing my best for my kingdom.”

Danny let out a sigh and handed the amulet back, smiling. “I sure hope not, you were hard enough to get into the portal with only the front of you through.” Danny nodded as the princess shot him a worried look, adorning her amulet. “I’m fine, though your concern is appreciated.” In a wave of light, Danny was in his human skin and dark blue suit again. “Still alive, after all.”

The princess gasped and turned invisible, leaving the group supremely confused.

“Weird. Agatha didn’t react that way at all.” Sam hummed. “Oh well. I think it’s time for us to head home before our parents think we’re hurt.” Sam held a hand out and Tucker took it.

“Oh shit, you’re right! I uh I need to go see if Paulina’s alright.” Danny reached for his inner void, only for it to pull away from him. Stumbling from the sensation of being dunked underwater and made to stand, Danny leaned on Tucker. “What in the name of the stars?”

“What exactly happened, Danny?” Tucker frowned. “I felt the shaking and then everyone got evacuated.”

Danny looked over at Sam, feeling a tad guilty. “Well, Sam got the amulet off of Paulina, and Paulina probably said something provocative at best and Sam turned into an even bigger dragon than Paulina did and uh. Well, the worst hit I took was when Sam almost bit me in half but I’m still whole.” Sam winced and Danny shrugged. “Not your fault.”

“Maybe your ghost half needs time to recover?” Tucker hummed, pulling out his PDA to add to his notes on Danny. “After all, do you feel the bite marks on you now?” Danny reached under his suit and shook his head. “Maybe damage doesn’t transfer over to the other form unless it’s enough to force you into it?”

“I guess that makes… some kinda sense? Like a self-defense mechanism?” Danny tugged on his hair. “Whatever, I gotta make sure she’s ok. I’ll see you guys later, ok?” Danny ran off toward the school, searching the crowd for Paulina. After a few more tries at slipping into invisibility, Danny determined that the best he had right now was sensing things on the second realm. Keeping an eye out for Paulina’s particular shade of magenta, he found her near Dash and Tiffany, running up to her. “Paulina, oh stars, are you ok?”

Paulina looked at Danny with wide eyes and tear marks running down her face, running with her mascara. Danny pulled a tissue out of his pocket and raised it in silent offer. “ Oh god, Danny !” She wailed and threw her arms around him in a tight, desperate hug. “ Oh my god Danny there was there was this this-this thing and I gave your friend her necklace back and I was telling her - oh god I’m so sorry! ”

Danny returned the embrace, rubbing Paulina’s back with a deep frown. “ Hey, it’s ok Paulina. Let it out, cry it out and then remember to breathe, ok? Breathe with me?” Danny took slow deep breaths, counting his rhythms to try and help Paulina calm down. Thanks to his counting, Danny knew it was exactly a full minute before Paulina’s hiccuping sobs calmed down to something resembling a steady-ish breathing rate. “ Think you can tell me what happened? ”

“ Sam. The necklace.” Paulina took a shaky breath. “ I was in the bathroom and Sam came in and asked for her grandmother’s necklace back and I told her that I only agreed to go out with you to get back at her for calling me shallow cause I thought you were her boyfriend- ”

Danny felt like he’d been smacked in the face by his mother, or he would have had that ever happened to him before, and he took a staggering step back. She thought that he was the kind of person to ask someone else out when he already had a girlfriend? She only came with him to hurt Sam? “ What? ” Danny’s voice was a quiet hiss of hurt and venom.

Paulina shook her head rapidly, and Danny faintly worried that her head might pop off. “ No no no, I didn’t finish! That’s why I agreed at first, cause I’m a little shallow I guess, but you were so nice and you’re genuinely interesting and I was going to apologize to you for my bad reasoning and tell you that I was having a wonderful night with you. ” Danny nodded, still scowling but not moving away. “ I was gonna say that, but then I heard like, a growl and a snarl, and there was this-this this flash and then I turned around and and, it was so big and scaley and- ”

Danny put a hand on Paulina’s shoulder. “ Alright, I get it. I think I know what happened afterward. ” Danny sighed. How was he going to do this? “ Ok, so that amulet wasn’t mine or Sam’s. It’s something more altogether, and when the person wearing it gets angry or stressed out enough, they turn into a dragon. A weird rip in the air appeared in the park the other day and I shot the head of the dragon that came through it, knocking it back into the portal. Its necklace must’ve come off when I did that, cause I seriously didn’t know about it till Sam looked it up.”

“ Wait… what? ” Paulina blinked and sniffed, taking that offered handkerchief now to dab her mascara. “ Really?”

Danny nodded. He could handle this, he could do this, it was basically the truth. “ Yeah, portals like that open up all the time and sometimes we have to fight the things that come out of them. Sometimes they’re pretty cool though, once you calm em down. ” Danny rubbed the back of his head. “ I’m sorry for not telling you outright what it was when I realized it, but most people, ” Danny jabbed a thumb at Dash, “ Disrespect and ignore my parents’ work on everything cause of what they do publically. I didn’t think you’d actually believe the truth without seeing it for yourself. ” Well, that part was the truth anyway.

Paulina stared at him, her breathing mostly evened out and her aura slowly returning to its usual state - if a bit off and dark still. “Well, where is it now?” She felt comfortable speaking about this in English, which hopefully meant she wasn’t going to tell anyone.

“With the original owner. She managed to find us after everything and uh, so long as she doesn’t come back I’m glad it’s with her.” Danny chuckled. “That was distressing.” Paulina let out a sigh, the buzz around her finally a speedy hum again and Danny offered a smile. “Are you gonna be alright?”

“Yes, I think so.” Paulina carefully wiped her face clean and pulled her phone out of her pocket. “I need to call my Papa so he knows I’m ok.”

“Camelopardalis, that’s right . I need to call my folks too.” Danny pulled out his phone and turned away. “Buenos Noches!”

Danny’s parents took his revelation about as bad as he expected. “You gave a ghost it’s cursed weapon back?! ” Dad sounded like hornets again, lovely. “Danny, that’s the monster that attacked you in the lab isn’t it?”

“The amulet transforms you during moments of anger and duress, Dad.” Danny sighed. “She clearly was having a bad day, and she opened a portal back to the Zone right after she put it back on.”

“ What? ” Maybe he shouldn’t have mentioned that part. “A ghost that can make its own portals? That’s gotta be a level 8!” Dad shook his head and turned to Mom, who was tapping her foot incessantly. “Mads?”

Mom turned her gaze to them, her aura the building growl of a wolf. Danny gave her the biggest, widest puppy dog stare he could manage, trying to look as apologetic as possible. Hold for one, two, three, and look down. “No allowance for two weeks and we’re going to be doing some training in marksmanship over the weekend, young man!” Thank the stars. Full on grounding avoided, Danny nodded and sighed. “Now head on upstairs, your father and I need to discuss how we’re moving forward with this. And Danny?” Mom pulled him into a tight hug, about the same time that Dad did. “Don’t scare us like that ever again, understood?”

“Yes, ma’am.” On his way up the stairs, Danny turned back to his parents with a sigh. “She looked pretty scandalized when I implied she might rampage around town. Pretty sure she’s just going to stay in the Ghost Zone.” And if the princess was telling her handmaiden of a being that shouldn’t exist, Danny didn’t know that.

And if Danny fell asleep unaware of the ghost just outside of his otherworldly earshot, well. He’d find out later. After all, The Hunt waits for no one.

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