Danny gets Vlad one of those shirts that says “fight me”. Vlad means to burn it but instead it gets added to the pajama drawer. A white muscle shirt that says “fight me” in big block letters. It’s literally the dumbest thing he’s ever owned and when he runs out of other options it’s a sleep shirt.
One morning, because Vlad is allowed no peace, Danny crashes his kitchen. It’d been a long night of ghost hunting okay and he’s both tired and hungry and just happened to be in fruitloop’s neighborhood. So Danny makes himself at home in the kitchen and finds cereal. As he’s pouring the milk, in comes Vlad. Half-asleep, unglamorous Vlad, in search of the sweet relief that comes from his Keurig. Wearing the “fight me” shirt.
The bowl of cereal Danny’s pouring milk into overflows as he pulls out his phone to take blackmail photos. As many as he can. Immediately he snapchats one to Vlad with the caption, “Aw, I knew you liked the shirt!!”
Danny realizes his feet are starting to get wet because the milk is streaming from the counter onto the floor. He stops pouring, phases out of the puddle, and gets another bowl to start Operation Cereal once more. Everyone in his contacts except for his mother gets a snapchat of Vlad in the shirt. Power is a good feeling.