The boy's turquoise eyes stared at his icy blue ones in curious surprise, conveying with a look the question running through his mind before opening his mouth and verbalising it.
"Why did you help me?" he asks. Daniel contemplated it for a moment before answering simply.
"'Cause I felt like it."
The answer got him a raised eyebrow. "But why would you risk yourself to Bull?"
"Because I wanted to," he says before looking behind him where Terry Bull the terrible disappeared a few seconds ago then turning again to face Stan, "I should really go, I told Bull that I thought I saw his mom in the lounge. He isn't going to be happy with me once he shows up and sees that she was never there."
There was incredulous laughter and an amused grin from Stan before patting him on the shoulder. He took out his smart phone and tapped a few things before glancing up to Daniel again. "According to the school cameras you have about fifteen seconds before Bull shows up."
Immediately after that sentence they heard a furious yell from the hallway. "ROSS!"
Daniel shot a skeptical look at Stan who raised his hands in defence. "I was being generous."
"You should probably go too," Daniel warns, it would've been a waste if he went through all that trouble only for Stan to get stuffed into a locker anyway. "He'll take it out on you."
"Yeah, yeah," he says with a nod, stuffing his backpack in record time. "Thanks Danny."
Daniel's eye twitched in annoyance before giving a decidedly strained smile. "No problem but Stan?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't ever call me Danny, Dan or any stupid shortening of my name," he growls, ignoring Stan's terrified face. "Ever again. Clear?"
"Y-yeah, sorry I didn't know."
"That's fine just don't repeat it and we're good, by the way you might want to use the path near the library," Daniel continued as if the threatening aura he released a while ago never happened. "Bull probably doesn't know about it, stay safe Stan."
"You too and Daniel," he half turned to wait for Stan's message, "thank you, really."
Daniel raised his hand in a half-assed backwards wave as he walked off to the fire exit.
"No problem."
But he got the feeling that his luck just ran out and unfortunately, he was right.
The burger he got was straight out terrible, people was being especially rude for some reason, he got too many near death experiences in a space of an hour and when he tried to start spray painting on a beautifully blank wall his parents came careening out of the street and stopped the van just inches away from hitting Daniel.
"Danny-boy!" his biological father greeted cheerfully, unseeing of the scowl on his face. Daniel picked up his stuff and tried to ignore the yelling big man in the ridiculous spandex. 'Tried' being the keyword, as soon as he turned his back he felt himself being lifted in a fireman's carry and unwilling dragged onto the death trap of a van.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" he yells, unsuccessfully trying to get off as soon as he was dumped inside. "GET ME OFF!"
"Danny-o, we've made a success! A new invention that can capture any supernatural creature in the vicinity and the other to track them down!" Dave announced, while Daphne fiddled with the multiple buttons on the dashboard. "The Ross Whip and the Ross Boomerang!"
"Plus, there was a reported sighting in Oregon of a ghostly couple in a convenience store! This will be the perfect family bonding time for us supernatural hunters!"
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Ross: Part 1
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