She is stubborn, but be patient, she will open up when she’s ready and when she does oh god, please don’t take advantage of that.
She’s broken, she’ll need you to sleep with her on the phone, she’ll need you to sit in silence with her while she cries, so I beg you please just do that. Sometimes she won’t talk about it, but you’ll know, you’ll learn the cry, you’ll learn her silence, you will know why.
When she tells you to fuck off, hold her tighter, when she hangs up on you, call her back, when she gets angry, don’t fight back, she’s hurting, hold her like so tight, make her feel the kind of safe she says she doesn’t need but she does, I promise you that.
She’ll say she’s fine with tears running down her face while trying to comfort you, while she’s wiping your tears, but please wipe hers as well, I beg you. She’ll be strong for you, she’ll bottle up her feelings because she cares more about yours but always assure her it’s okay to cry, that it’s okay to talk. That you will listen to her.
She’ll love you with her whole heart, don’t take advantage of her, love her whole heartedly, love her with every ounce of love you have to give, god knows she needs it. Wrap her up in your arms and protect her heart like nothing else because oh god, she’ll protect yours.
She’ll stand up for you, she get angry, she’ll fight your battles for you and she’ll get quiet when she’s pissed off but she’ll love you like no one else ever has, so take care of her, she’s the woman you won’t ever want to let go, so please don’t, please don’t do what I did, please hold her hand always. She’s one of a kind and oh god don’t you dare let her go.
…“Man wouldn’t it be funny if Danny Phantom did the dab every time he made an appearance?”
“Dude I wish!”
Out of the shadows a figure emerged. Smiling cruelly, she waved her green hand and in a flurry of smoke repeats her catchphrase.
“So you have wished it, so shall it be…”
He was on his way to school taking the aerial rout, when Desire decided to block his path. She looked like the cat that ate the canary. Raising her hand she blew a big puff of smoke in his face before he could even ask her what she was doing. She laughs evilly and flies away.
Nothing happened. Ok. Whatever. He’s already running late. Phasing into the empty bathroom he transforms. A strange tingle runs up his spine. He pauses. Ok. That was weird. He joins his friends in the halls.
“Hey Danny, you ok?”
“Yeah dude, did your dad want to test another invention on you?”
“No, it’s Desire. I think she did something to me but I’m not sure what.”
The two fully human friends look at each other. Then back at him. The bell rang and they made their way to class. Twenty minutes into the lesson and Lancer starts calling on students.
“Mr. Fenton, please answer the problem on the board”
Danny sighs resignedly. He gets up and goes to the board. Oh. He actually studied this one. Yeah he’s got this. He picks up the chalk and solves the problem. He knows he’s got the right answer because Lancer makes a small sound of approval.
He finishes the problem with a flourish, turns on his heal swiftly, and “mic drops” the chalk. All the while Lancer waits patiently. It’s not every day his most enigmatic and problematic student knows the material. He’ll let him have this little moment of victory.
He finishes his little spectacle by positioning himself for the greatest dab to end all dabs. He dabs. Instant regret. He can feel his ice core stir. The transformation began. A flash of white light. The whole class gasps. Lancer stumbles back. The white rings travel up and down his body. He can’t stop it! Blue jeans and white tee shirt are replaced by black and white jumpsuit.
Danny Phantom, frozen in his dabbing position, slowly looks up and blinks. Eyes as big as satellite dishes. He can see his friends are floored. The class is stunned. The only thing heard in the classroom is the bee trying to get out through the window. It feels like eons have passed. Then, a single cry shatters the silence
“LORD OF THE FLIES!”
Everything comes crashing back to life. The students are in an uproar. Poor Danny is frozen in place. He pales further. His mind has shutdown. Stuck in the dabbing position, he can only stare at the chaos. Tucker finds his voice again.
“Well, at least now we know what Desire did to him”
From then on, thanks to a certain redhead basketball player Danny Phantom became known as Dabby Fentum
You know, the thing about grief: every day is a new kind of pain. Everything feels like everything and you can’t seem to leave from it. Even when you don’t think of them. The world looks like misery. Why does that flower look sad? Why is the sky crying? Why does the silence sound like shattering? Then you remember. And the remembrance of the pain brings you back into that state of constant agony. The worst part of it all, it never goes away.
If the stars were made to worship so will I
If the mountains bow in reverence so will I
If the oceans roar Your greatness so will I
For if everything exists to lift You high so will I
If the wind goes where You send it so will I
If the rocks cry out in silence so will I
If the sum of all our praises still falls shy
Then we’ll sing again a hundred billion time