Strangest Things

Dash had never seen anything like this. Danny Fenton in a pair of tight, not formfitting but still smaller then currently fashionable for a guy, dusty blue jeans and a button up red shirt strolled into the room like he belonged and just stood, off by the wall not speaking to anyone, and watched people dance. As was his style at every party Danny happened to show up at, he strolled over to remark on something. But there was a dark, dangerous kind of beauty around him this night that made Dash hesitate. His hair was darker then pitch and slightly tousled, only showing his indigo highlights when the probing lights touched the silken strands just right. He never moved, ever blinked. Just stared at the moving bodies on the dance floor.

At first Dash thought Danny was a bit of a pervert watching people dance like that, but when he got closer he saw Danny’s lip curling slightly. He had never seen anyone actually do that, since everyone he preferred to hang out with thought it gave them wrinkles and merely snuffed those they disliked. So seeing it actually done was a bit fascinating, knowing Danny held distaste for either this current song or the dancing in general was even more interesting.

As soon as he was close enough to be heard over the music Danny slipped away.

He blinked, unsure of what to do, and just watched Danny weave through the dancing teens like he was walking through a crowd, not getting bumped once by the grinding bodies. He stopped near the stereo and gazed at the enormous collection of boring music that belonged to this nameless popular person’s parents.

Whatever power Danny had over Dash quickly dissipated, surely Danny wasn’t interested in that crap. But he was, obviously when even from across the dance floor he could see Danny’s eyes light up in excitement and he grabbed a CD off the case. Fed up, Dash moved to intercept whatever Danny’s plans were.

The music stopped as Dash reached the middle of the floor and some strange song came on, not really bad, but not what he was used to. It was upbeat, that was sure, and Danny quickly got into the steps of the song, a dance that looked familiar but he didn’t get. Danny was having fun though.

He stood off to the side with the majority of the guests as several other kids joined in, obviously knowing the steps. Soon it didn’t look like a strange dance anymore, it looked…kind of fun.

He found he wasn’t the only one feeling this when the song ended and Star ran over to the stereo to start it again and the group around him vocalized their desire to learn the steps. So Danny and several other kids who were dancing went through the motions and nearly everyone followed.

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Fun Danny is fun to write, because you can make him do things ordinary Danny is too shy to do. Like walk straight in and change the song. Rude much? Anyway, Dash has a POV here too! Yay! Say yay damn it!