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Thirteen year old Danny Fenton set down the neon blue wrapped present and glanced around the put together house of the Manson's. Their only daughter, a cool goth girl named Sam invited he and Tucker to her thirteenth birthday party for her that her parents had set up. She had asked while they enjoyed lunch, she put it in a way that she knew she would hate ever bit of it if her two best friends weren't there to suffer through it with her.

And as he turned to Tucker with twin grimaces, he understood where she was coming from. Not only where there a bunch of other kids Sam didn't even hang out with here, but the decorations weren't really what you would think of for the birthday party of darkness loving Sam Manson.

"You'd think her Mom was the one having the party with all the yellow and pinks..." Danny muttered under his breath. Tucker seemed to agree and pushed up his glasses.

"Dude…I think I just saw Paulina Sanchez and her parents walk by…" Tucker commented.

"You probably did." Said a third voice from out of nowhere. The two boys jumped and looked down just in time for the dark haired Manson heiress peeking out from under the table. Her pretty amethyst eyes set in a displeased glare. Danny snorted.

"What are you doing under there?"

"I'm wearing the dress from Easter Holiday hell."

"I thought you were Jewish?" Tucker pointed out.

"Mom isn't." Sam muttered as if that explained everything. To her it probably did. "Did you remember the clothes I told you to hang onto just for today." She asked Danny who nodded and stuffed the bag under the table to wait for his female friend to change.

"Dude…you have girls' clothes in your backpack?" Tucker raised a brow at him.

"I find it easier not to question these covert operations Sam gives me." He shrugged.

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Amidst the pseudo birthday party Danny sat with Sam and Tucker nibbling on cupcakes on her mother's fancy love seat. Tucker had already stained it spring green from the icing and Sam had already pushed the blame on some poor kid across the hall. For now the three watched as the other kids from school enjoyed the free food and party favors. Danny wondered if some of them even knew whose birthday it was.

From somewhere in the living room the three heard childish calls of "oooooooh". Danny turned to the room across from the sitting room he and his friends were at. The wall prevented him from seeing anything though in the most populated part inside the house. All the adults had moved out into the backyard within the last hour, leaving the house to the mercy of a bunch of preteens.

"Ugh, what are they doing in my house?" Sam grumbled with a sour expression.

"Want me to go check?" Danny asked, getting to his feet without question and gave Sam a bright smile. The girl scowled before her cheeks turned a pleasant shade of pink at Danny's smile. Her defenses crumbled and she sighed.

"Sure, I'll get the adults to break it up if its stupid." She offered, Danny gave her a nodded and walked out of the room to see what all the noise was about.

Peeking around the corner Danny caught the tail end of a giggling Paulina and Kwan pushing someone into the closet and closing the door. He furrowed his brows in confusion.

"All right! Who's gonna go in there with him?" Star called out as a group of girls giggled, their cheeks blushing. Tilting his head Danny scurried over to Kwan, he was easy to talk to and would certainly give him some answers.

"Uhh, Kwan?" he tugged at the shirt the taller boy was wearing. The Asian boy looked over to him with a friendly smile.

"Oh, hi Fenton, what's up?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing much, but what the heck are you guys doing?"

"Uh, some girls suggested playing seven minutes in heaven and we are now looking for another person to go in with Dash." Kwan informed with a sigh, he pointed at the closed coat closet door. "Dash wasn't big on the idea but Paulina wouldn't relent and now—"

Two thin arms on either side of Danny suddenly latched onto the blue eyed boy. Danny and Kwan stopped talking mid sentence to look surprised by one Pualina on one side of Danny, and another dark skinned girl on Danny's other side. The boy boy's cheeks flushed as he blinked, wide eyed at both girls.

"Uh, what—" he tried before both girls grinned at him, Danny didn't like those grins.

"Oh my gosh, Paulina, this will be perfect!" the one girl squealed.

"I know right!? Danny, be a dear and go into that closet and give Dash a kiss." The Latina girl asked as she bat her big green eyes.

Uh…what.

Danny stared at the tan skinned creature of the opposite gender blankly.

"Wait, you want me to what?" he asked, shaking his head. "Did I miss hear something? Did you just ask me to go into a closet and kiss someone I dislike…who happens to be a guy?" he asked for clarification. Their grins just got wider. Kwan didn't even get the chance to pull the poor boy away before the girls nodded then stuffed him into the dark closet and slammed the door.

Girls were scary when they wanted something….Danny shivered and righted himself in the darkness of the closet.

"Uhhh, Dash?" he asked, there was a shift of movement next to him and a grunt.

"So what chick did they send in here with me?" he asked. Danny gulped and bit into the corner of his lip.

"Uhhhh…I'd rather not say?" he muttered. There was a scoff for beside him, Danny squinted, to try and see what the bigger kid was doing but couldn't. There just wasn't enough light in here.

Then warm hands found his shoulders and he twitched.

"What are you doing?" he hissed. Danny assumed Dash shrugged.

"I just want this to end quickly, so shut up and help me get this over with." Dash grumbled, getting straight to the point before the black haired thirteen year old could get another word in edge wise. Warm lips pressed up against his for the first time in Danny's life. It wasn't…unpleasant, but they fact it was with a guy and a guy he wasn't a fan of lessened the experience for him.

Awkwardly, Danny shut his eyes and kissed back. Dash's fingers over his shoulder twitched actually and he stepped closer to the seriously uncomfortable Danny to wrap his arms around the paler boys' neck. Dash's lips were a little chapped and Danny noticed they rubbed irritably against his smoother ones. When Dash moved his lips back Danny had hoped that would be it until much to his disappointment, the boy just made it a point to move his head a little to kiss Danny more deeply.

Danny's cheeks warmed in the sheer embarrassment of it all. He tried squeezing his eyes shut tighter, thinking it might help him ignore the fact Dash was actually enjoying not knowing he was kissing a loser of all people. The dark haired kid's thoughts of other people he'd rather try kissing with popped into his mind as he tried to block his first kissing experience out…Like Sam, he'd rather kiss Sam, or Paulina, he like the shape of her full lips and the way they shimmered with pink lip gloss. The preteens fists clinched and unclenched…this was starting to take longer than he expected.

Was Dash going to let him go now?

Danny waited another thirty seconds before trying to step away from Dash and the hands on his shoulders. However, the moment he did and their lips separated Dash made an annoyed sound, like he actually missed the contact. Danny crossed his arms and felt his flush spread farther across his face as he glared at where he knew the door would open any minute now.

When it did it was sudden and a flash from a camera momentarily blinded the two boys. Danny brought a hand to his eyes to rub them.

"What the hell Paulina?" came Dash's complaint.

"Aw man, you two didn't even wait till I got a funny picture?" Paulina whined. Danny's pointed glare turned onto the popular girl at Casper Middle School as his cheeks burned.

"Picture?! Paulina, are you trying to get me killed? Do you want me to die by revenge swirly or something?" Danny finally spoke, beside him Dash had turned to see exactly who he had kissed in the closest and made a high pitched yelp at seeing Danny Fenton within arm's reach with a flush spreading from cheek to ear and slightly swollen lips from the hard kiss he of all people gave him.

"Wait, you made me kiss him!" Dash yelled indignantly, pointing his tanned finger at the lower tiered student on the social ladder. Danny drummed his fingers nervously against his arm as he swallowed, trying to make his blush go away. Dash made a disgusted sort of noise and Danny found himself rolling his eyes.

"Well," Paulina rolled her own eyes at her blond friends' reaction. "I thought it would be kinda cute actually, doesn't Fenton just look like he could go both ways?" She nudged the disturbed dark haired boy, he took a step away from the girl questioning a part of him that doesn't even make sense to him yet; just a little insulted thought Danny couldn't really tell why.

Dash didn't look too pleased either as he scowled at the girl.

"You know what, I'm going to pretend I never came in here." Danny finally groaned at the rising tension. "If I ever come back in here at some point during the party, do not throw me into the closet with someone else!"

Danny made a point to look to Paulina and her giggly friend before walking up to the snack bar and stealing the rest of the cupcakes. It was spiteful he knew, but he was sure they didn't deserve any more fancy cupcakes after forcing that experience on his 'impressionable young mind' as his older sister would put it.

Back in the room where it was mostly just Sam and Tucker chilling, they looked up from their conversation. They took one look at his flushed cheeks and cupcake platter and raised questioning eyebrows.

"They made me kiss Dash." He muttered as his nose wrinkled.

"Ew." They said. Sitting down with a grunt and placing the cupcakes on the table beside the chair Danny had to agree. He wiped at his lips with the back of his hand subconsciously before turning a troubled look towards Sam.

"Hey, if we all promise to ignore the fact my first kiss was taken by Dash of all people, can the next person I kiss be you?" he asked. Sam stopped mid bite into her pastry and gave her male friend a disturbed look. Danny stared at her, completely serious and just a bit innocently as he waited for the girl to chew her food and swallow before answering. With a kiss of her own on his lips.

It was a quick little peck and tasted like icing when she separated from him. He licked his lips and stared at his female friend who gave him a devious smirk as she took another bite of her pastry. Her purple lip gloss was smeared a little. Behind him, Tucker had spat out his water and was sputtering at their audacity. Startled to the point of speechlessness, it took Danny a moment to realize what just happened before his already pink cheeks exploded into color before rubbing the back of his neck and turning away embarrassed.

"Well gee, was it that bad?" Sam snickered at him. Danny bit his lip and shook his head.

"At least you tasted like cupcakes….Dash tastes like failure."

The three friends couldn't help the round of laughter after that.