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That Jersey would Look Better with a Scratched Record on It

Summary:

Wes has a tendency to angrily word vomit his way onto Danny's shit-list. Enough so it reminds him of a character from a webcomic Tucker reads with him.

Notes:

For the prompt: Danny calling Wes a Dave Strider knock off

*sighs* Alright then, let's channel my Homestuck brainwaves for this one.

I couldn't not make this UFS, so this one's also for you, Red.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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"At least I have friends you stalker!"

"Listen, Fenton- if they can't handle the truth, they can't really call themselves my friends, now can they?" Wes spat back. "''Sides it's not that I don't have friends- they just don't try to be like fuckin' tumors on me all the time like yours do." 

"Yeah, yeah- I'll believe it when I see it. Like, what? Do they go to a different school? Live in Canada? Only exist online?" Danny mocked.

"You better watch your back, Fenton! I got eyes and ears all over this town. I'm always watchin'. I'm like a night vision cam in the Big Brother house, waitin' for the next juicy gossip-inducing catfight between you and whatever ghost shows its ugly mug. S'not gonna be long 'til you get voted out! It's like a fuckin' role reversal up in here; The big brother house is watchin' you, this ain't no daytime reality tv. I'm a real motherfuckin' level 99 paranormal investigator hot on your ass.

"Every time you turn, around I'll be there, on the corner like your friendly neighborhood drug dealer- this trench stuffed to the seams with recordin' equipment! My shades hide my gaze, but you can feel them on ya, feel me watchin' ya, Phantom! You look out your window and BOOM, there I am across the street. The bus comes by and I'm gone, baby- long gone. Gone like dust in the win-"

"Are you done?" Danny interrupted, sighing. "I have somewhere to be in like twelve minutes." He made sure to make a point of visibly checking his watchless wrist before he crossed his arms in irritation.

Wes grumbled, about to start up again, camera held tightly in his palm. "I'll never be done with you, Phantom! Not until the whole world knows the truth!! So watch it- you turn your back and I'll still be there... doin' stuff!"

"What kind of stuff? Hopefully getting a life outside of stalking me." Danny rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Ancients, Tuck was right, you really are a Dave Strider knock off- the cheap, shitty, slightly off color kind you find at flea markets."

Wes sputtered indignantly. Good! The prick was turning as red as his shirt. Mission accomplished! Danny should really give Tuck credit for helping him find shit to say that got a reaction like this out of Wes.

He was almost cute when he wasn't talking Danny's ears off.

'Too bad he was infuriatingly irritating most days.'

Oh well! Danny had places to be and milkshakes to drink!

He looked around and grinned when he noticed nobody was around. Danny transformed and smacked the camera right out of Wes's hands before patting him on the back roughly. "G'bye discount Dave! I have a meeting with my actually-existing, real friends to get to. Have a nice night!!"

Danny flew off, laughing the whole way to the Nasty Burger, reveling in the satisfying enraged screech that left Wes's throat.

 

This was fun! Maybe next time he'll look up Sonic characters to insult the dude with. But Danny smirked as he saw the Nasty Burger on the horizon; Wes would probably look better with shades, he admitted.

Notes:

Alt title: In Which Wes Weston Reminds Danny Fenton of a Popular Character from a Webcomic

So who else ships Wes ♠️ Danny?

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