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DP Mechanic AU Part 6

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"I have to wait for the engine to cool off, so it’s going to be a while before I can even start.” 

Danny gave Dash a surprised look. It hadn’t occurred to him to leave- this wasn’t like dropping his car off at a shop. Dash may have offered, but he was still doing Danny a favor, and it felt wrong to abandon the person you asked for help. 

“Oh, uh.” Danny responded eloquently as he figured out what he wanted to do. “Well, if we have time to kill, I can go grab us some food.” 

Dash gave him a puzzled look. He figured he could let Danny drive his truck, but he didn’t think that’s what Danny was getting at, and Dash wasn’t inclined to let someone else take his baby for a spin. 

“How do you plan to leave? You don’t have your bike.” He asked 

Danny grinned at Dash, always delighted when people who knew about his powers forgot about them. “Well ya see, when you’re half ghost, gravity is just a suggestion.” 

“Fuckin hell.” Dash muttered as he ran a hand across his face. “I can’t believe I forgot about that.” 

Danny just laughed at him 

‘Wait,” Dash started, as he looked back up at Danny. “Why do you even have a car- or bike- if you can just fly everywhere.” 

Danny shrugged, the smile content on his face. “I mean flying is like walking. At first, it’s normal and easy, but after an hour or two you get tired.” 

Dash nodded along, crossing his arms. “That makes sense.” 

“Plus, if I catch my parents as I’m flying, they tend to shoot at me, so that sucks. And its inconvenient to find a quiet place to transform back. Also, if I never showed up in some sort of vehicle, I’m pretty sure someone would finally get suspicious.” Danny listed. “Do you want me to keep going?”

Dash brought his shoulder up in a half shrug, “Point taken.” 

After a beat Danny looked at Dash and asked “Do you want me to take you flying?” 

Dash almost startled at the idea. It took every fiber of his being to not yell “Yes!” But the idea of being pressed against Danny- against Phantom- after being confronted with the very real crush he had developing on the boy was mortifying. He knew very well he couldn’t play it cool, so with heavy disappointment and a lot of effort Dash managed to say, “Not if it means we might get shot at by your parents.” 

“Can’t fault you there” Danny said with a placating smile. “How long does it take for a car to cool off?”

“Since it’s still spring? Maybe like 20-30 minutes” 

“Cool! Nasty Burger it is. You get to drive though since we’re not flying” Danny grinned as he started walking to Dash’s truck. 

It took a moment before Dash started moving. He was surprised Danny was sticking around- surprised Danny even wanted to be around him. But he also wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth, so with a grounding breath, he grabbed his keys from their hook and climbed into the driver’s side. He could play this cool. 

The drive was short and rather silent- the only noise being the soft music coming from the radio. The lack of conversation made Dash nervous, but small glances to his passenger showed Danny didn’t look uncomfortable, so he let it be. 

“I plan to pay” Danny declared as he opened the car door and slipped out of the truck. Dash followed suit. 

“Why?” Dash asked, grimacing at how harsh he sounded. He picked up his pace briefly to try and get to the door first, opening it for Danny. 

“I mean, sure. But I’m fixing your car in the first place to pay you back for-“ Dash looked at the dining area halfway filled with patrons, “everything.” 

“Yeah, and I’m for sure taking advantage of that.” Danny retorted, walking up to the register and relaying his order to the kid probably only a year younger than them. “-and whatever he wants” Danny said as he stepped to the side and looked at Dash, giving him no room to argue. 

Dash relented, and ordered. 

“Oh, to-go by the way” Danny said as he pulled a $20 out of his wallet. Dash observed that the ratty leather thing was as beat up as the one pair of pants with the hole in the knee Danny always seemed to be wearing. Dash wondered to himself how hard of a hit the car repairs would have been. 

Almost as fast as they ordered. the food was ready, their number called and the boys were walking out with their prize. A thought occurred to Dash as he was pulling his seat belt on. 

“How’d it even happen? Becoming Phantom?” Dash wondered out loud. 

He regretted the question as soon as it left his mouth. He could feel the mood shift in an instant and he swore it got colder in his car. Danny didn’t look at him, his face unreadable and his eyes fixated out the passenger window. Dash backed his truck out of the parking space hoping the movement would break the tension he unwittingly created. 

“That’s a story you’ll have to unlock later” Danny muttered   

Dash nodded. He didn’t know if Danny saw the motion, but he was too scared to speak. The radio tried to fill the space with its music, but the silence between the boys stayed oppressive until they pulled into Dash’s driveway. 

“I’ll be back” Dash said as he rushed out of his truck, finding his own voice loud after the silence. “I’m gonna change into clothes that can get dirty.” 

Dash came back down to the garage in a different pair of jeans and fitted shirt that had clearly seen the inside of a car. He noted Danny had set himself up on the family of stools that lived against the wall of the garage. One holding his food as he sat on another with his homework in his lap. Dash went straight to the Honda Accord and popped the hood, placing the prop into its spot. 

  “Did you want to eat first?” Danny asked    “I will,” Dash said as he pulled out a tub and finagled it under Danny’s car, opening the access valve and letting the coolant rush out. After setting up the car to drain, Dash washed his hands and joined Danny.    “I wanted to get the coolant draining first” Dash explained as he grabbed the take-out bag and rifled around for his food.    “Cool that you guys have a sink in the garage.”    Dash looked up at Danny’s face, trying to find any traces of the earlier mood. It seemed the storm had passed. Dash decided then and there he’d tread lightly on anything related to Phantom. It was a surprising observation to him. He’d never assumed it’d be a bad thing to suddenly gain superpowers- aside from having to fight ghosts now- but something had happened, and Dash wasn’t about to test this new tentative acquaintanceship? Comradery? Friendship? For the sake of answers. A year or two ago he might have made demands against keeping secrets from him, maybe grab Danny by his shirt and threaten him. But now Dash understood the sanctity of sharing at your own pace. 

“Me and my dad left one too many handprints on the garage door, so my mom made us install it.” Dash recounted after a beat. 

Danny gave a thoughtful hum in response. Silence consumed their presence again. It was disquieting to Dash, but better than before, so he let it sit- finishing his burger quickly. He wasn’t used to being around people he didn’t know how to talk to, most of his contact being with Kwan, or Paulina or the football team. But after years of antagonism on both his and Danny’s parts, he assumed silence was at least a step in the right direction. 

Brushing the crumbs off his hands, he got back up and went to the car, shifting the container now filled with liquid and starting the work of removing all that was necessary to reach the broken pump. Setting his mind to work was always like flipping a switch. It was easy to follow the steps and let his hands do the thinking for him as he removed the serpentine belt. As he was removing the power steering pump a thought occurred to him and he looked to where Danny was scratching in answers on a worksheet. 

“How’d you even get your job anyways? I feel like shops don’t usually hire high schoolers” 

“Mm,” Dash hummed “Probably not. But Mr. Harper- uh, the owner- has been friends with my dad for forever, so he’s seen me working on cars since I was a kid. Plus, he needed the help, so I didn’t even really apply, he just kind of offered.” 

“Do you like it?” Danny asked.  

“I like the money.” Dash stated as he unscrewed the old water pump. “The job is fine, but it’s more fun to work on my own truck than fix other people’s cars.” 

“Hm” 

“It’s not all bad. It’s good to have something to fall back on if I can’t go pro” 

“Do you think you can? Go pro?” 

Dash set the old water pump to the side and leaned up against Danny’s car, crossing his arms as he thought, leaving new smudges on the already stained t-shirt. 

“I don’t know.” Dash admitted, turning towards Danny “I think I’m supposed to be sure I can, but it’s weird to think about when you’ve only played High School.” 

“Where are you planning to go for college?” Dash asked in return, wanting to change the subject. 

It was Danny’s turn to look uncomfortable with the topic. “I don’t know if I'm going to college.” He stated, twisting his pencil in his hands. “The ghosts attacks have decreased recently, but unless I disable my parent’s portal, I don’t think I can really leave Amity. And even if I disable it, it’d just be a matter of time before they rebuild it, and the last thing I want is to leave everyone helpless just so I can live normally.” The pencil looked like it was ready to snap in Danny’s hand before he released a sigh and slumped a little more against the wall. 

“I guess I didn’t think about that.” Dash said quietly 

“It’s the only thing I’ve been thinking of.” Danny muttered 

“Aren’t your parents ghost hunters? Can’t they take care of the it if you leave” Dash asked, knowing this was high risk territory but feeling helpless to the rising tension. He was starting to realize how little he knew of Danny and how disconcerting it was to reconcile the fact that the boy he had bullied and the hero he had crushed on was the same person living with the anxiety of two lives. 

Danny shook his head at Dash’s suggestion. “They probably could take care of the ghosts, but they’d experiment or eviscerate any they catch. The ghosts don’t actually mean harm- usually. They just want to experience living again for a moment. They don’t deserve being subjected to whatever my parents come up with.” 

Danny looked at Dash with a tired smile “Thanks for trying though.” 

Dash saw the obvious out of this conversation and took it, nodding his head in acknowledgement, and turning back to the car with the new water pump in hand. Dash was fully realizing he didn’t know how to talk to Danny. Every question he asked seemed to run into tense territory. He wondered if Manson and Foley had this problem or if they had been so indoctrinated in Phantom and Danny’s life that they knew how to handle it all. He’d never felt this out of his league socially. 

It was easier putting everything back into place and Dash finished the ordeal with practiced efficiency. After the last of the coolant was funneled back into the system, Dash let the hood drop back into place. 

“Alright,” Dash started, Danny perked his head up. “that should last you a while depending on how much you drive. If it gives you problems again let me know and I’ll take a look at it.” 

Danny smiled at Dash before setting to work packing up the scattered pages that constituted his homework. 

“Thanks man,” Danny said  as he slung his backpack around his shoulders. “Seriously, I know this is just like a guilt trip for you or whatever. But this saved my ass” 

As unenthused as Dash was at the description, he let it be as he watched Danny pull his keys out and place his bag on the passenger seat. He looked up at Dash. 

HOT DIGGITY Danny's turn to go "oh fuck, is he attractive?"

Quite the opposite of the last update what with being much more word heavy and only a sprinkling of drawings. I think Part 7 is going to be similar. I've already started writing it out and I think it's going to be as long as this

Thanks for waiting!! The next part is also going to take like 3-4 weeks, so you'll have to continue exercising your patience.

Also, tidbit, I like to think Paulina gave Dash those dice for his car when he turned 16 (I don't know why I like this idea so much, but it makes me smile)

Also, I am back to the HB pencil if you couldn't tell. It's cleaner than my tma days thou. ALSO everyone be proud of me. I drew that car by myself. Like I had reference open in a different tab, but like ground up I drew that. no tracing. I'm a car person now (not really)

Thanks for reading!

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