Dash waited nervously outside the doors to the Nasty Burger. Danny was supposed to meet him ten minutes ago, but hadn't shown up yet. Now, normally he wouldn't have worried. After all, it is just ten minutes and there could be a perfectly logical explanation.
But Danny was like a danger magnet... and Dash was already on edge, not knowing what to expect from the raven haired boy.
"I mean it Ethan, get lost."
"Oh come on, baby! You know you want me. Lucky for you I share the same feelings."
"God, you can be such a dick sometimes!"
The blonde jolted and searched for the source of the voices he knew all too well.
Danny and Ethan where currently arguing fiercely against one another. Ethan was driving in his convertible with his delinquent followers (who all seemed very amused at the scene playing out in front of them) next to a very annoyed Danny, who looked like he was about to lose it.
"And you love that about me."
"Do you even hear yourself? How many times must I say it before it finally reaches your thick, demented skull? I DON'T LIKE YOU!"
Dash felt himself smiling as little bit at hearing that, but at the same time feeling apprehensive, just in case this foreshadowed his and Danny's questionable relationship.
"Oh really," Ethan parked the car on the curb and jumped out without opening the door. The oblivious teen grabbed the smaller boy by the shoulders grinning.
"Then why did you walk right past are hangout in skinny jeans, very nice by the way, on your way to the restaurant that we've eaten at every Tuesday for the last three years."
The blonde, barely aware of his actions, cut in. "As a matter of fact he's here on a date."
The look on both of their faces was priceless. His eyes widened comically, making his piercings rise.
Dash tore the surprised raven away from Ethan's grip. Danny looked up at the bigger boy stunned. "Dash?"
"You're on a date… with him."
Danny seemed to find his voice. "Yes I am. Don't sound so confident now, do you Ethan."
The troublesome teen pursed his lips, eyes squinted. "I see." He turned around and got back in his car.
One of his friends laughed obnoxiously. "Oh! Burn, you just got told!"
Ethan punched him none too playfully on the arm muttering, "Shut up." He grabbed something from inside his car and motioned for the rest of the people inside with him to get out.
"Well," he said, voice sharp and cold with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, "Don't let me get in your way."
Once inside, the date went pretty well… at first. The conversation was easy, the laughter wasn't at any point forced, and the thing that put a damper on spirits was Ethan (who was glaring in the corner, angrily eating his curly fries).
And it all went wrong the minute Dash's phone rang.
I know, big whup right? But it was what was on the other end of the line that made Dash's happy smile disappear. Standing up, the bigger boy made a lame excuse and whiningly answered his earpiece receiver outside.
"Huntress, did you really have to call me now? You totally just ruined the most perfect moment I will probably ever have ever. You know how risky it is to use the radio when we aren't sure if the other is in public or not."
"I don't care about consequences! Get your ass down to the Nasty Burger right now!"
Dash's short attention span was suddenly captured, and he gripped the small, black radio so tightly that his knuckles turned white. "What's wrong at the Nasty Burger?"
"It's about to be attacked by a super powerful ghost!"
"And how do you know this?" The jock still clung to the shrinking hope that everything was still as perfect as it was before."
"… Master's told me."
"And you didn't think it right to let me know! Shit, I had plans!"
"I'm sorry," Dash was too busy seething to recognize how panicked the girl on the other end sounded, "I thought I could handle him on my own, but Plasimus snuck right past me!"
The blonde exhaled slowly. "Okay. I'll be there to help you as soon as I can. Don't anything stupid."
"Hey I've been doing this way longer than you could ever hope to-" He closed the phone.
Sighing, Dash made his way over to his date.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go. It's a family emergency." The jock hoped that his expression wasn't too panicked, as they were standing in what was about to become a battlefield.
"Oh, I'm sorry. What happened?"
Ahhh! He didn't have a good excuse as to why he had to leave… he really didn't like lying to Danny. Trying to think quickly, Dash raked his mind for an idea. "Umm, my uncle was having an affair. My Aunt Julie is devastated," he said, suddenly remembering the soap opera he had watched while doing his seemingly endless homework only the night before.
Danny's stood up and hugged him. "Well then you should get going. Thank you for this. I had fun!" It took Dash a minute to realize he should hug back, as the bodily contact had short-circuited his brain. And it took him even longer to remember to find a way to get Danny away from the danger.
"Hey, I don't think it's a good idea for you to stay here alone." In a flash of brilliance, he came up with a good lie. "Ethan might try something… weird."
Danny nodded thoughtfully. "You're probably right. Tucker's house isn't too far from here. I think I'll see if I can stay there for a bit."
Dash grinned, relieved. "Sounds like a plan." They both stood, making their way to the door.
"See you later, I guess."
The blonde nodded and waved goodbye, both of the boys turning their separate ways once they were out the door.
Vlad entered the Nasty Burger with a bang, throwing several unoccupied tables across the room. Unfortunately, it was all for naught. One boy had already left and was playing video games with one of his best friends (although Vlad didn't know that), and wouldn't hear about the attack until the next morning. And the other one was patiently waiting for him with guns at the ready.