#danny thought himself the master of feral raccoon kung fu

[aerypear]

Rough hands dragged over his face. A groan to accompany the action, ripping from alto vocal chords strung in dischordic harmony. Today was not his day. Most days weren't his days, but today? Today took front stage spotlight. Here he was sat on an intricate summoning circle staring at heroes cladded in various colored jumpsuits to make his black and white one look atrocious. The regard they held for him screamed of high esteem, and strength beyond words. God he hoped this portal didn't give them a momentary glance of what they had just dragged him away from.

Danny Fenton in all his glory, was fighting the king of Trash before his rude summoning. A raccoon. Danny was on the losing end of that battle. His hair still echoed the epic altercation of feral Procyonidae that he had caught in the family trash. The last thing he needed was a ghost Raccoon!