Danny Fenton

....The school, Jazz? Please tell me you didn't go all the way over there by yourself.

Besides, there aren't any classes there. People live there.

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[Alright she won't tell you.]

There has to be someone there who knows something. I could try the elementary school too....

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*mumbles*My sister is an idiot. Why is my sister an idiot?

...Why didn't you just ask? What did you think these communicators were for, anyway?

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[Have a small glare at that.]

It's better to make a first impression in person. It's give you a lot more credit then just something like a phone call.

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People use the communicators because its dangerous to be wandering around in the streets just to make something as silly as a good impression. Especially when you don't even know where you are going.

And this isn't like home. People who want to teach just don't hang out in the school all day. I mean, they actually have important things to do.

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Look, I couldn't stand being in an apartment with nine guys any longer. The high School seems like the safest place.

The testosterone was starting to give me a headache.

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...Oh. I get it.

But next time, could you warn one of us? Or at least pick a safer place? Its really dangerous out there.

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I'll use that little note board, alright?

Besides, the high school is where the soup kitchen is and where Raphael held those gym classes.

[Yes she caught that post.]

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There are still monsters in the streets on the way there. And we still don't know why all those people have been dying.

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Danny, I'm fine. Stop worrying.

[Pause. That's...not something she'd ever thing she'd have to say to her brother.]

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Not likely.

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Danny want me to go get her?

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Thanks, Mikey. She really shouldn't be out there by herself.

...She's going to kill me for this, isn't she.

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Hey she doesn't need to know you gave me the okay first.

[And now he shouts to the apartment at large, Hey! I wanna go out for some air, Don, you coming with?]

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... I can hear you just fine over the communicator, you know.

[A sigh and the sound of something zipping up. Probably Don's duffel bag. He comes out a few moments later from his room, finishing the last bit of his coffee before hiding the cup just inside the door.]

Coming!

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Oh, Heh, I wasn't sure if you were listening.

[You and your coffee. Oops, Klunk is sitting on the windowsill. Mikey picks him up and puts him in the floor, shooing him a little.]

No Klunk, you stay here and play with Leo.

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It's pretty hard not to hear your loud voice.

[Hey, coffee is awesome!

A small smile as Klunk rubs up against him.]

No, Klunk, that won't work on me, either. You stay here.

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