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Danny Fenton was well known for many things among his school peers.
His absurdly frequent bathroom breaks, his strange ghost hunting parents, all the pencils he owned having their ends chewed clean off, his habit of falling asleep in literally every class…
One thing he was never even remotely well known for was his talent in gym, namely because he had never shown any skill in the realm of sports in his entire teenage life, due mostly to his habit of kicking anything but the ball and his inability to even show up half the time.
Which is why Mrs. Tetslaff’s class stared in stunned confusion as they tried to process how the only person left facing down Dash the-dodgeball-champion Baxter could possibly be scrawny, little Danny can’t-catch-a-ball-to-save-his-life Fenton.