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“Stop cheating.”
Danny snickers to himself at the nasty tone directed his way. He leans against the cheap plastic bench seat, throwing his arms over the back casually. “What? I’m not doing anything.”
Valerie turns and gives him a truly scathing glare over her shoulder. It’s times like these Danny is somewhat grateful to Technus, in a weird way. If the ghost hadn’t updated Valerie’s suit to include a more translucent visor, Danny wouldn’t have been able to enjoy all the glaring she does. With the intensity she uses, it’s like she thinks glaring is an Olympic sport.
“I know you’re cheating,” Valerie says. “And you better stop.” She points at him and ups her glare game just a bit. If looks could kill, Danny would be dead–well, dead- er.
“I’m not, honest!” he says, raising his hands so she can see them, palms open.
She scrutinizes his hands, looking for any mark of guilt on the white gloves. Once she’s seemingly satisfied, she gives Danny one last warning glare before she turns back around.
The moment she does, Danny grins mischievously as he sinks through his seat and disappears into the ground.
Valerie takes her time lining up the shot. Keeps her breathing steady as she focuses. Makes sure she knows how much power to put into the swing.
Then she steps forwards and throws the bowling ball down the lane.
She watches it get all the way to the pins before it makes an impossible 90 degree turn to the right and plunks straight into the gutter.
“Oh you little– I’m gonna go back to hunting you for this!” Valerie shouts, as she watches the score screen blink a big fat zero in her face for the second half of her turn.
Danny’s disembodied cackle echoes around her. “Okay, now that time, I was cheating,” he says, tone undeniably smug.
Valerie growls at the air, meanwhile the scoreboard behind her switches over to Danny’s name and the pins are reset with the loud clunk and whir of old bowling alley machinery.
“Look at that, it’s my turn now!” his voice says.
A bowling ball picks itself up from the rack and floats towards the lane. Valerie kicks out at the air under the ball, hoping she’ll kick Danny’s legs out from under him, but knowing that she won’t. Sure enough, the ball just continues merrily drifting along without a single hiccup.
“I hate you,” she snarls.
“Broken record, Val,” Danny replies.
The ball comes to a stop, is hefted up, then thrown forwards down the lane.
Valerie only has to think for a second to manifest a small blaster over her shoulder. It turns the ball to dust in a flash of red before the ball even gets halfway.
“Hey!” Danny cries. He blurs back into view with his hands on his hips, looking like he’s trying to be upset but the effect is ruined by how he is clearly fighting back laughter. He’s floating, knees bent slightly to keep his feet at a leisurely angle away from the ground. “I’m gonna be the one blamed for that, yknow!”
“As you should be, ghost,” Valerie says, while mentally dismissing the blaster.
“Damn, back to being called ‘ghost’ huh?”
Danny swoops closer, bottom half elongating into his tail as he loops around her. She watches him with an eyebrow raised in quiet challenge.
When he has her sufficiently blocked off from the lane, he smirks and, quick as a whip, throws a condensed ball of ectoplasm out at the pins. They're scattered in a bright burst of toxic green, some thrown clear out of the lane.
Strike! the scoreboard proclaims as Danny cackles again.
“Why you!” Valerie reaches out and grabs his tail before he can dart away. He yelps like a startled dog, but it doesn't stop his laughter for long.
Wrestling with his tail is like trying to wrangle a python, and Valerie quickly regrets grabbing on when Danny pulls away from her and just keeps going, his lower half stretching on seemingly without end.
Valerie digs her heels into the cheap wood flooring of the bowling lanes, trying to hold onto him, but the moment her grip slips he disappears from her grasp and from the visual spectrum altogether. The last things to go are his fanged grin and glowing green eyes.
Their messy bowling game continues like that, with each of them doing their best to ruin the other’s turn.
The security camera hanging in the corner and directed towards the bowling lanes captures every second of it.
Phantom and Red Huntress GO BOWLING????
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xXDumptyHumptyFanXx
do you think they just chill together like this all the time and we’ve just never seen before now
ghost_apologist
dude where’d you get this footage?
slayerk
somebodys in troubleeeeeeeeeee lmao
phantomcat14
dhfkjghkhgh phantom just disappearing into the ground is so funny??? like ok bye king
cariboohoo
i support red huntress’s rights and also wrongs even when she vaporizes public property and i will not apologize
frizzy_snail
they both look really rough so i bet this was after a fight. totally valid that they’d wanna cool down
RobertJ98
this is obviously AI
ClumsyWorm
why is the audio so garbled :(
jackrabbity
red looks like she is 0.00001 second away from double-killing phantom the entire time
Hexecutioner
is that at jay’s bowling alley?
vulturewithculture
when they aren't trying to sabotage each other they're both pretty decent at bowling
antiquebee
was anyone going to tell me that phantom and the red huntress have a truce and go bowling after hours for fun or was i just supposed to find that out myself
Amity_Citizen
Dear viewers of this video: please keep in mind that Phantom is a notoriously devious ghost. Do not be fooled by his mannerisms in this video. He is probably manipulating the Red Huntress or overshadowing her.
rosegoldjade replying to Amity_Citizen
red huntress is stronger than that and also phantom is super nice ive met him myself and he’s even saved me a few times but go off i guess 🙄
Danny groans as his alarm goes off, pulling him from the few short hours of sleep he’d managed to get. Spontaneously bowling with Valerie the other night after patrol had been fun, but it hadn’t done his sore muscles any favors. He feels like one big bruise as he lays in bed and stares tiredly at the ceiling.
Eventually, the alarm gets annoying enough that Danny reaches over to his bedside table and blindly feels around for his phone, until he’s able to grab onto it and pull it over to himself so he can turn the alarm off.
Then he blinks. Then he squints. Then his eyes go wide. Quickly he swipes at the notifications he’d gotten overnight and opens up the app he and his friends use to message each other.
fryertuck: dude how come you never take me illegally bowling
sam | charon hades game call me: so because im a good friend im giving you context. watch this. http://youcube.com/watch?gvr…
sam | charon hades game call me: have fun being a viral sensation
val | kill and smasha you with rock: danny i think we fucked up
Danny doesn’t even need to watch the video Sam sent him. He can make an educated guess as to what it is, and already has a headache just thinking about it.
He starts typing.
ghosts want me women fear me: i am going back to sleep before my brain decides to go insane thinking about all the ways our identities could be compromised by this video. we had fun so i currently have decided i do not care. good night morning whatever. if lancer asks where i am in homeroom tell him i died
fryertuck: technically not a lie
Then Danny drops his phone onto his chest, lays back down, and pulls his pillow over his head with a groan. He’s already missed too much school, so he knows his mom will be in his room to wake him up soon once she realizes he won’t be coming down for breakfast. Danny estimates that he has about ten extra minutes to suffocate himself before she drags him out of bed and makes him face the day whether he wants to or not.
Laying screen side up, his phone lights up with a message notification.
val | kill and smasha you with rock: ok but wait fuck you i can see all the ways you were cheating now you filthy lying ghost
val | kill and smasha you with rock: wake back up i need to kick your ass
val | kill and smasha you with rock: i demand a rematch