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see the stars (see them in you)
Title: see the stars (see them in you)
Fandom: Danny Phantom and Kingdom Hearts
Universe: canon fusion
Relationships: Danny Fenton / Olette
Summary: Danny accompanies Olette on a visit home to Twilight Town - and of course, he forgets that in Twilight Town, the sun never quite sets.
Notes: Written for my friend Lisa, especially after hearing that she's still reading older stories on these two. Clearly we had to fix that, so this was written. I hope you enjoy this short snippet into older-Danny and Olette's lives!
The sun never set in Twilight Town.
Logically, Danny had known this for years. Olette had told him countless stories about how the sun never quite dipped below the horizon and how the entire world had been basked in an eternal golden glow. She had recounted stories about watching the sunset from the clock tower, and about embracing that same sunset on her summer beach vacations. He was well-aware of this one, simple fact.
He was well-aware of it even as he and Olette headed into Twilight Town to visit her parents. He was aware of it as they shared breakfast at the Bistro during that long-lasting golden hour. He was aware even as he had pulled out his portable telescope in Olette's old childhood room, and as he knelt down to piece it together by her window.
Olette had hung back to watch from the comfort of her bed. She had sat cross-legged at the foot of her bed and observed him as if she had watched him screw the pieces together for the first time. As if she hadn't watched him perform these motions week after week; as if they had never sat on the roof of his old home and watched the stars shine over the sky.
Yet knowing something was never quite the same as experiencing it. Five o'clock hit, then six, then seven. No darkness in sight.
He had checked his watch against the golden hour and he had drawn in a breath– "I can't even see the moon."
"You don't remember?" Olette paused, biting on her lower lip. "It's always like this. Like um, how Alaska has that eternal sunlight sometimes?"
"Oh, right." Danny swallowed, blinking at Olette, then at the telescope he had assembled with sheer muscle memory. "I guess... I should put this away now?"
Olette gave him a half-hearted shrug as she flopped onto her bed and stared up at her ceiling, "Unless you feel like staring right into the sun."
"And make myself go blind? So that I could never see you again?" He was playing with fire and he kind of knew it as he floated on top of her, leaning in to steal a kiss. "The sun can launch itself into the stratosphere."
An actual gasp left Olette's lips as she leaned into his kiss– "Daniel!"
"What? I can be inaccurate if I want to–"
"Yeah, but never of your own free will," Olette teased right back, sitting up to return the kiss, already sifting her fingers through his hair and twirling strands into her fingers. "We'll just have to see the stars again next weekend."
Danny pushed his arms onto her bed, laughing into yet another kiss. "A whole seven days? That's asking too much of me."
"Mmmm," Olette blew air into his ear as she planted a kiss right at his collarbone, sliding down the edge of his shirt, "I think you can be pretty patient if you want to be."
She was distracting him. She was totally distracting him from the eternal sunset and from the disappointment in every atom of his body, but Danny couldn't argue against her foolproof logic.
She was, after all, instilling the best kind of patience, and this was worth the wait.
Without the sun, the passage of time seemed awfully fake.
Danny woke to Olette's sleeping face, to her arms draped around his waist, and to the orange-yellow sunset illuminating her features. She was mumbling something about chocolate, and the Box Ghost stealing a whole truckload of it?
He had to laugh as he wiped off some of her drool and turned to get a better look at the sunset.
Olette's old alarm clock read 5:34 AM. The weather outside showed no such indications. Sure, the street outside her window was deserted, with nary a person in sight. Yet the pinkish-orange sky felt as if they were still in the early evening.
How did Olette stand that? Scratch that, how did Olette and her friends grow up in such a world and think all of this was normal? He couldn't fathom it, even as he was watching the clouds roll right by his wife's window.
"Just a few more hours, then," he promised her as he pulled the covers back over him. "Maybe I'll get used to it by the end."
The smell of pour-over coffee woke Danny up first.
He blinked back surprise, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he sat up a little straighter. The bitter, rich scent of roasted coffee beans only grew stronger as Olette brought an extra mug to his bedside.
"Morning, sleepyhead," Olette greeted him with a grin, sitting again at the foot of her bed.
"I see you brought your favorite," Danny teased, lightly clinking his mug against hers before he took a sip.
Even in college, he hadn't been much of a coffee connoisseur. He drank whatever Red Bull he could get his hands on, and maybe some of those 5-hour energy drinks for good measure. Olette had been the real coffee snob, with opinions on Colombian beans versus Venezuelan versus Radiant Garden (wherever that was). Something about the beans shifting the flavor profile of the drink?
Danny couldn't say that he noticed such a thing when he dumped half-and-half and at least four teaspoons of sugar into every cup he drank. Whatever flavor those drinks would have had dissolved with the sugar.
"Straight from Radiant Garden," Olette acknowledged, taking a sip of her own drink. "Don't forget: we've got brunch with Hayner and my other friends, and Isa and Lea made reservations at the Bistro for 7:30."
He groaned, biting his tongue to muffle the sound. "A full schedule already?"
"Hey! It's not very often that we're here, and you know... my friends want to take advantage of that. Make the most of what time we do have together."
His expression softened. Of course they would want to see Olette. They grew up together under this eternal sun; they shared a history together, like he shared one with Sam, Tucker, and Valerie. He wouldn't understand their inside jokes or their stories - and he was okay with that.
This was Olette's turf, after all. He was only here because of her, and because of how she shone brighter than her home sun whenever she was home.
"Yeah, yeah," he took another sip, trying to hide his smile behind his gigantic mug. "Your hearts are all your guiding keys or something."
Olette elbowed him, yet her eyes were still shining like the stars.
Maybe he didn't have to be so patient to go star-gazing. He could see their reflections in her eyes, and in the very edges of her eyelids and lips as her expression brightened.
The sun may never set in Twilight Town, but oh - did its moon and stars reside in his wife every time she looked at him.
Fandom: Danny Phantom and Kingdom Hearts
Universe: canon fusion
Relationships: Danny Fenton / Olette
Summary: Danny accompanies Olette on a visit home to Twilight Town - and of course, he forgets that in Twilight Town, the sun never quite sets.
Notes: Written for my friend Lisa, especially after hearing that she's still reading older stories on these two. Clearly we had to fix that, so this was written. I hope you enjoy this short snippet into older-Danny and Olette's lives!
The sun never set in Twilight Town.
Logically, Danny had known this for years. Olette had told him countless stories about how the sun never quite dipped below the horizon and how the entire world had been basked in an eternal golden glow. She had recounted stories about watching the sunset from the clock tower, and about embracing that same sunset on her summer beach vacations. He was well-aware of this one, simple fact.
He was well-aware of it even as he and Olette headed into Twilight Town to visit her parents. He was aware of it as they shared breakfast at the Bistro during that long-lasting golden hour. He was aware even as he had pulled out his portable telescope in Olette's old childhood room, and as he knelt down to piece it together by her window.
Olette had hung back to watch from the comfort of her bed. She had sat cross-legged at the foot of her bed and observed him as if she had watched him screw the pieces together for the first time. As if she hadn't watched him perform these motions week after week; as if they had never sat on the roof of his old home and watched the stars shine over the sky.
Yet knowing something was never quite the same as experiencing it. Five o'clock hit, then six, then seven. No darkness in sight.
He had checked his watch against the golden hour and he had drawn in a breath– "I can't even see the moon."
"You don't remember?" Olette paused, biting on her lower lip. "It's always like this. Like um, how Alaska has that eternal sunlight sometimes?"
"Oh, right." Danny swallowed, blinking at Olette, then at the telescope he had assembled with sheer muscle memory. "I guess... I should put this away now?"
Olette gave him a half-hearted shrug as she flopped onto her bed and stared up at her ceiling, "Unless you feel like staring right into the sun."
"And make myself go blind? So that I could never see you again?" He was playing with fire and he kind of knew it as he floated on top of her, leaning in to steal a kiss. "The sun can launch itself into the stratosphere."
An actual gasp left Olette's lips as she leaned into his kiss– "Daniel!"
"What? I can be inaccurate if I want to–"
"Yeah, but never of your own free will," Olette teased right back, sitting up to return the kiss, already sifting her fingers through his hair and twirling strands into her fingers. "We'll just have to see the stars again next weekend."
Danny pushed his arms onto her bed, laughing into yet another kiss. "A whole seven days? That's asking too much of me."
"Mmmm," Olette blew air into his ear as she planted a kiss right at his collarbone, sliding down the edge of his shirt, "I think you can be pretty patient if you want to be."
She was distracting him. She was totally distracting him from the eternal sunset and from the disappointment in every atom of his body, but Danny couldn't argue against her foolproof logic.
She was, after all, instilling the best kind of patience, and this was worth the wait.
Without the sun, the passage of time seemed awfully fake.
Danny woke to Olette's sleeping face, to her arms draped around his waist, and to the orange-yellow sunset illuminating her features. She was mumbling something about chocolate, and the Box Ghost stealing a whole truckload of it?
He had to laugh as he wiped off some of her drool and turned to get a better look at the sunset.
Olette's old alarm clock read 5:34 AM. The weather outside showed no such indications. Sure, the street outside her window was deserted, with nary a person in sight. Yet the pinkish-orange sky felt as if they were still in the early evening.
How did Olette stand that? Scratch that, how did Olette and her friends grow up in such a world and think all of this was normal? He couldn't fathom it, even as he was watching the clouds roll right by his wife's window.
"Just a few more hours, then," he promised her as he pulled the covers back over him. "Maybe I'll get used to it by the end."
The smell of pour-over coffee woke Danny up first.
He blinked back surprise, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he sat up a little straighter. The bitter, rich scent of roasted coffee beans only grew stronger as Olette brought an extra mug to his bedside.
"Morning, sleepyhead," Olette greeted him with a grin, sitting again at the foot of her bed.
"I see you brought your favorite," Danny teased, lightly clinking his mug against hers before he took a sip.
Even in college, he hadn't been much of a coffee connoisseur. He drank whatever Red Bull he could get his hands on, and maybe some of those 5-hour energy drinks for good measure. Olette had been the real coffee snob, with opinions on Colombian beans versus Venezuelan versus Radiant Garden (wherever that was). Something about the beans shifting the flavor profile of the drink?
Danny couldn't say that he noticed such a thing when he dumped half-and-half and at least four teaspoons of sugar into every cup he drank. Whatever flavor those drinks would have had dissolved with the sugar.
"Straight from Radiant Garden," Olette acknowledged, taking a sip of her own drink. "Don't forget: we've got brunch with Hayner and my other friends, and Isa and Lea made reservations at the Bistro for 7:30."
He groaned, biting his tongue to muffle the sound. "A full schedule already?"
"Hey! It's not very often that we're here, and you know... my friends want to take advantage of that. Make the most of what time we do have together."
His expression softened. Of course they would want to see Olette. They grew up together under this eternal sun; they shared a history together, like he shared one with Sam, Tucker, and Valerie. He wouldn't understand their inside jokes or their stories - and he was okay with that.
This was Olette's turf, after all. He was only here because of her, and because of how she shone brighter than her home sun whenever she was home.
"Yeah, yeah," he took another sip, trying to hide his smile behind his gigantic mug. "Your hearts are all your guiding keys or something."
Olette elbowed him, yet her eyes were still shining like the stars.
Maybe he didn't have to be so patient to go star-gazing. He could see their reflections in her eyes, and in the very edges of her eyelids and lips as her expression brightened.
The sun may never set in Twilight Town, but oh - did its moon and stars reside in his wife every time she looked at him.