Danny (EPISODE ONE-Welcome to Lawndale....Oh Boy.....)
#1 of Danny
Its a retelling of the popular TV Show Daria. The main character is a guy, and most around him have issues.......and ACTION!
DISCLAMIER - I do not own Daria or any on its characters. They belong to MTV and its creators. Dialogue used from The Esteemsters Episode #101 - March 3, 1997. It was written by Glenn Eichler.
Chapter One- Welcome to Lawndale (Oh boy.....)
A silver Chevy Tahoe barreled down the calms streets of Lawndale. Residing in the vehicle was three raccoons, two male and on female. The oldest one was male. Jake Morgendorffer seemed to be around the fortyish range when it came to age, his head fur slightly tainted with shades of gray to go with his light brown coloring. He wore a dark gray business suit with a dark red tie to go along with it with slacks to match. He seemed to stand between the five ten or six-foot range and was lean but not muscular as his dark brown eyes started and concentrated on the road directly ahead.
Directly behind him was the female raccoon. The 14 year old named Quinn had long red hair that was worn straight down reaching all the way to the middle of her back. She was slim and pretty, standing at no more than five-two. Her brown eyes stuck out, bringing out her lovely complexion. She wore just enough make to exemplify her fur tone and highlight her beauty. She wore a pink shirt with a smile face on it, which showed off her nicely toned stomach. She wore low-rider blue jeans that were fitted nicely to her form.
The last passenger sitting next to the girl looked to be older and slightly taller than his female counterpart, himself stand between five three or four. Daniel aka Danny had the same facial features as the older male drive, but his was more dedicated. The major change between the two male was easy to see, the younger had circular glasses, a pitch black frame surrounding the lenses with were perched on his nose, to some extent hiding his own dark brown eyes from plain view. His black shirt was covered by a bulky green jacket than covered his slim frame. His blue jeans could hardly be seen between his black combat boots and his jacket. His face expression seemed to be one of exasperation and boredom. His father began the speak as they closed in on their destination.
"Danny, Quinn, I just want you to know your mother and I realize it's not easy moving to a whole new town -- especially for you, Danny, right?" Jake asked as he continued on. The young man in question merely raised an eyebrow.
"Did we move?" he asked, the tone of his voice depraved of any emotion. The response was largely ignored by his sister but brought laughter from the older male.
"I'm just saying you don't make friends as easily as... uh, some people." Jake added scratching at his face awkwardly.
"Quinn, for instance" Danny fired back. He inwardly sighed. His sister always seemed to fit into any kind of social situation that the family had to endure. Danny however was more of an outsider. He actually preferred it that way; he was not one to do the quote unquote, hanging out with friends. He was perfectly content watching the world pass by while he game color commentary about the things around him. It was what worked for him. Quinn, bored by the conversation, since it had nothing to do with her took this moment to turn on the radio, which was turned down to silent, by Jake so he could continue to make his point.
"That's not what I meant... necessarily. (turns radio off) The point is, the first day at a new school is bound to be difficult..." The thought was cut short as it was Danny this time reached to the radio and crank up the volume.
"Speak up, Dad! Can't hear you!" Danny shouted, in a bid to distracted his sometimes clueless and oblivious father. Luck would not be on his side this time. Jake calmly reached to once again turn down the volume.
"Uh, where was I? Oh, yeah...Don't get upset if it takes the other kids a little while to warm up to you." He finished up as the vehicle pulled up to the entrance of the high school that both Danny and Quinn would be attending. Quinn exits the car, and is immediately noticed by the other students. A tall and slender rabbit with bouncy brown head fur was the first to greet the female raccoon.
"Hi! You're cool. What's your name?" She asked.
"Quinn Morgendorffer."
"Cool name."
"Will you go out with me?" A random boy asked as a crowd soon surrounded Quinn.
_ 'Wow, didn't see that coming.......not'_ Danny though as he grabbed his backpack. "I'll try to help her through this difficult period of adjustment." He spoke to his father as he exited out of the car. Jake smiled bright at that comment.
"That's my son! Wait a minute..."
"See you, Dad." Danny closed his father's car door and began to walk the crowd; the students are oblivious to his presence. 'Yep....same old school, same old shallow idiots......lot of fun of everyone'
Danny soon found himself in a small group with others he supposes were also new students. Also in the crowd was his sister, though she seemed to be doing everything in her power to not allow everyone connect that they were actually related. The principal, Ms. Li, a panda who stood at 5'5, with afro/bowl cut hair style combination, and wore a blue women's dress suit with skirt was the one leading the new students on the tour of the school.
"As you can see, our Lawndale High students take great pride in their school. That's why you'll each be taking a small psychological exam to spot any little clouds on the horizon as you sail the student seas of Lawndale High."
"S.O.S., man overboard." Danny said, causing a girl who was standing next to him to frown and move away from him. A small smirk came across his face as a result.
"Nobody told me about any test!" Quinn cried out, obviously annoyed at the fact that she might have to do anything that would be considered 'brain' work.
"Don't worry. It's a psychological test. You're automatically exempt." Danny added, the word exempt immediately perk up his sister.
"Oh. All right"
The two soon found themselves located in the school's physiologist office. Mrs. Mason was sitting behind the front of a large table where Danny and Quinn were seated in front of her. The female Zebra had some documents and ink blotch in front of her, ready to begin the exam.
"Now, Quinn... what do you see here?" Mrs. Manson
"It's a picture of two people talking." Quinn responded
"That's right. Can you make up a little story about what it is they're discussing?" Quinn looked annoyed and began to whine
"I'm not even supposed to be taking this test. I'm exempt."
"You won't be graded." Mrs. Mason explained, trying to calm down Quinn, which worked.
"Oh. Okay, then. Let's see... they've been going out for a while, and he's upset because other people keep asking her out, and she saying she can't help it if she's attractive and popular, and besides, nobody ever said they were going steady, and if he does want to go steady he's got to do a lot better than movie, burger, back seat, movie, burger, back seat, because there are plenty of guys with bigger back seats waiting to take her someplace nice!" Quinn finished.
_ 'That's it! Call in Nobel peace prize committee; we have the winner for great literary achievement right here'_ Danny though dully. He sighed as Mrs. Mason then turned her attention to himself.
"Very good Quinn! Now, Dave, let's see if you can make up a story as vivid as your sister's." Danny face turned to a slight scowl at the mistake made on his name.
"It's Danny."
"I'm sorry... Danny. What do you see in the picture, Dave?"
Danny squinted at the ink blotch in front of him in faux attempt to see what was in front of him, once he figured out what he "saw" he explained. "Um... a herd of beautiful wild ponies running free across the plains." Mrs. Mason frowned at the answer.
"Uh, there aren't any ponies. Its two people."
"Last time I took one of these tests, they told me they were clouds. They said they could be whatever I wanted." Danny explained, confusion written on his face. Mrs. Mason nodded in understanding.
"That's a different test, dear. In this test, they're people, and you tell me what they're discussing."
"Oh... I see. All right, then. It's a guy and a girl and they're discussing... a herd of beautiful wild ponies running free across the plains.' Mrs. Mason scowled and slowly lowered the photo, revealing the smirking features of one Danny Morgendorffer as the bell rang.
For Danny, he was next transport to his first class of the day, United States history. He was seated in front the class, a seat he despised cause it warranted actually class participation. The instructor of this class was a mountain lion named Mr. DeMartino. The mountain was lanky and looked on a verge of a mental break down at any moment. It looked to the young raccoon that one eye was ready to come out of the socket like those weirdoes he seen on Sick Sad World Believe it or Not special.
"Class, we have a new student joining us today. Please welcome Danny Morgendorffer. Danny, raise your hand, please." Danny complied without complaint and slow raised his hand high enough so that everyone could see him. 'So much for being indistinguishable' he thought as DeMartino carry on speaking.
"Well, Danny! As long as you have your hand raised... "He chuckled somewhat evilly. " Last week we began a unit on westward expansion. Perhaps you feel it's unfair to be asked a question on your first day of class."
"Pardon me?" Danny asked, knowing a question was coming shortly.
"Danny, can you concisely and unemotionally sum up for us the doctrine of Manifest Destiny?" Mr. DeMartino asked. Danny sighed again before collecting his thought, and then proceeded with the answer.
"Manifest Destiny was a slogan popular in the 1840s. It was used by people who claimed it was God's will for the U.S. to expand all the way to the Pacific Ocean. The Mexican population however was not very pleased." Danny responded in a dry and dull tone. The answer shocked the history teacher to his very core, but shook off his surprised.
"Very good, Danny. Almost... suspiciously good. All right, class. Who can tell me which war Manifest Destiny was used to justify?" Scanning around the class room he spotted a tiger boy in a school uniform. He had dark black hair and was tail and very lean and was sitting next to a blond rabbit cheerleader. "Kevin! How about you?"
Kevin Thompson was not the brightest star in the sky. He was your prototypical jock, only not as intelligent. So when the tiger was asked this question, his response was off the mark, as what was to be expected.
"The Vietnam War?" He answered. Mr. DeMartino was not amused however.
"That came a little later, Kevin... a hundred years later. A lot of good men died in that conflict, Kevin. I believe we owe it to them to at least get the century right!" he yelled causing Kevin to jump in his seat and answer again."
"Uh... Operation Watergate?"
The Mountain lion teacher could only rub his temples in disgust and mental anguish. " Son, promise me you'll come back and see me some day when you've got the Heisman trophy and a chain of auto dealerships, and I'm saving up for a second pair of pants! Will you promise me that, Kevin?"
"Sure!" Was the happy reply, the comment flying right over his head. The Cheerleader next to him, Brittney Taylor, who was slightly more intelligent than Kevin, added her piece as well.
"Can I come, too? I mean, if Kevin and I are still together." She asked twirling one her blonde pigtails on her finger.
"We will be, babe. We will be." Kevin replied wrapping an arm around her shoulders. 'Ah true love....next stop a cameo on America's Stupidest Couple'. Danny thought to himself. Mr. DeMartino then took Brittney as the next target. Changing his approach he spoke to her as if speaking to a small child.
"Ahh... Brittany. Can you guess which war we fought against the Mexicans over Manifest Destiny?" Brittany nervously shifted her foot paws underneath her desk.
"Mmm... no." She replied timidly. By this point Mr. DeMartino was quickly losing his patience.
"Please try, Brittany."
"Uh... the Viet Cong war?" She answered again, which seemed to be the straw that broke the proverbial camel's back. Mr. DeMartino was official irate.
"Either someone gives me the answer, or I give you all double homework and a quiz tomorrow. I want a volunteer with the answer. Now!" He yelled as the class looked down. Danny sighs and raises his hand.
"Danny, stop showing off!" Danny slowly lowers his hand, a look of misery on his face, waiting for the day to be over with.
The day soon was over and the entire Morgendorffer were in their brand new two story home. Jake and his with wife Helen, both were successful, hardworking (at least in Helen's case) career types. Helen was a lawyer, an overworked lawyer but lawyer nether-to- less. She was currently on the fast track to earning partner. Jake was the man behind his own consulting firm, he only had a few clients but they were enough along with Helen's income to make a comfortable living.
The entire family was gather around the kitchen table eating the frozen lasagna that seem all too common to them (They had it just about every single night). As Danny picked at dinner, he barely paid attention to what his sister was saying, only enough to be able to add his own spin whenever he deemed necessary.
"Then they asked me to join the pep squad. They said I didn't have to try out, but I said, 'Look, I'm new here. Give me a chance to get used to things." So, for now, I'm vice president of the Fashion Club, and that's it." Quinn finished up.
"Sounds like a well-thought out decision, honey." Jake exclaimed as he looked at his paper and picked at his own food.
"As long as you can join pep squad later -- if you want. Never know how much we can handle till we try, though." Helen added as she finally sat down, after being on the phone pacing around with one of her clients. Jake then turned his attention to his son.
"What about you, Danny? How was your first day?" He asked. Danny raised an eyebrow then turned away from his food momentarily.
"Well, my history teacher hates me because I know all the answers, but there are some interesting idiots in my class." Danny responded wryly.
"That's great!" Jake exclaimed with drew the ire of Helen.
"Jake!"
"I mean..." Helen sighed before continuing.
"Danny, your father's trying to tell you not to judge people until you know them. You're in a brand-new school in a brand-new town. You don't want it to be Highland all over again."
"Not much chance of that happening... unless there's uranium in the drinking water here, too." Helen shook her head and continues her speech.
"I'm talking about you making a friend or two. Don't be so critical. Give people the benefit of the doubt." Danny sighed, before a beginning of a smirk worked his way on his face.
"It all boils down to trust." Danny mentioned.
"Exactly. It all boils down to trust. Show a little trust." Helen nodded in agreement. Danny went for the kill.
"Mom... Dad... you're right. Can I borrow either car?" he asked, already knowing what the answer would be.
"No" both Helen and Jake said in stereo.
The phone soon rung throughout the home, making Helen rise from her answer it prompting Quinn to say something about the booster society. Helen answered the phone.
"Hello? (pause) Yes. (pause) Uh, yes, she's my daughter. (pause) I see. Listen, will this require any parent-teacher conferences or anything, and if so, is this the sort of thing my assistant can handle? (pause) Okay, great. Bye! (hangs up) You two took a psychological test at school today?' She asked, looking directly at Danny.
"They said we wouldn't be graded!" Quinn bellowed, which went largely ignored.
"Danny, they want you to take a special class for a few weeks, and then they'll test you again." Helen finished as she took her seat, and then sighed deeply as Danny made no expressional changes to the news.
"You flunked the test?!" was Quinn's oh so brilliant reaction to the news. Helen shot a look to her as soon as it came out of her mouth.
"He didn't flunk anything. It seems he has low self-esteem."
"What?! That really stinks, Danny!" Jake added looking over the paper.
"Easy, Jake. Focus. We tell you over and over again that you're wonderful and you just... don't... get it! What's wrong with you?!"Slamming her fists on table in frustration.
"Is he going to have, like, a breakdown or something? Cause that could really mess me up with my new friends." Quinn asked looking at her brother with slight concern and disgust. Danny calm pushed his plate to the center, signaling he was finished with his food. He pulled out his chair and arose from it.
"Don't worry. I don't have low self-esteem. It's a mistake."
"I'll say!" Jake said in support of his son.
"I have low esteem for everyone else."'
The following day, Danny reported to the self-esteem class which was taught by Mr. O'Neill. The gray mouse was dressed in a faded yellow button up dress shirt and blue slacks. Danny doodled on his note paper as he dose in and out of the lecture before finally convinces himself to pay attention.
"Esteem... a teen. They don't really rhyme, do they? The sounds don't quite mesh. And that, in fact, is often the case when it comes to a teen and esteem. The two just don't seem to go together. But we are here to begin realizing your actuality..."
Danny had tried to take notes, however not one thing that was passed on made any kind of sense. 'Realizing your actuality' Yep Uranium in the drinking water'. Mr. O'Neill continues on.
"And when we do, each and every one of you will be able to stand proudly and proclaim, "I am." Now, before we..."
"Excuse me. I have a question." Danny interrupted.
"Sorry, question and answer time is later."
"I want to know what 'realizing your actuality' means." Danny asked flatly. He really wasn't expecting an explanation and was not disappointed either.
"It means... look, just let me get through this part, okay? Then there'll be a video!" The teacher answered before turning his attention to the entire class. "Before we unlock your potential..."
Danny groaned. A blacked haired female squirrel clothed in black with a red jacket had been watching the raccoon for the last two days. 'He would make an interesting subject to draw; he has a unique look to him.' She thought as she lean forward to speak to Danny.
"He doesn't know what it means. He's got the speech memorized. Just enjoy the nice man's soothing voice." She explained leaning back in her seat to empathize the relaxing part.
"How am I supposed to follow him if I don't know what he's talking about?" Danny asked looking down at his useless notes. It was completely filled with gibberish.
"I can fill you in later. I've taken this course six times."
Danny later found himself walking home with the same girl, who was now identified as Jane Lane. She was an artist and showed him some of her work in sketchbook. He had to admit, she was very talented and decide it was nice to have someone else to share his cynical viewpoints. The pair were now discussing the trap that was O'Neill's self-esteem class.
"So, then, after the role-playing, next class they put the girls and the guys in separate rooms and a female counselor talks to girls about body image." Jane explained. Danny nodded in understand before adding his own input.
"So what do they talk to the boys about? Wait let me guess... A classroom full of guys and a male teacher? I'll just use my imagination." He finished not really wanting to go explore that route. He paused to gather his thoughts before continuing.
"I don't get it, Jane. You've got the entire course memorized. How come you can't pass the test to get out?" Danny asked as a smirk came across Jane's facial features.
"I could pass the test, but I like having low self-esteem. It makes me feel special."
After bidding farewell to Jane, Danny entered his home only to find his mother, the stereotypical workaholic there with home. Danny looked down at his wrist watch to see if he had the right time.
"Mom? You feeling all right? It's not even 5:00 yet." He stated, his attention divided between his watch and his mother shocking appearance. He was immediately put on edge when a understanding smile grace her features, which usually meant trouble for himself.
"Hi dear. I'm taking the rest of the day off to work with you on your self-esteem." She exclaimed cheerfully. Danny knew he had to act fast to avoid the impending danger.
"Mom, I'm in the care of experts. Any meddling by an amateur could be dangerous."
"I don't pretend I'm going to cure you, but if a lack of mother-son bonding is part of your problem, we're going to remedy that right now. We're going out to do something you want to do." She said. Danny groaned to himself. There was no way out.
"So she took you shopping for women's clothing?" Jane asked as herself and Danny walked down the hallway of Lawndale High. Danny was busy explaining his mother's attempt to raise his self-esteem.
"Yes. She did however buy an outfit her that Mr. O'Neill would like. It stood bold and proudly proclaims... I am." Danny murmured as the pair passed Quinn and some boy talking by the lockers.
"So... like, what do you like to do after school?" The male Bat asked. Quinn pretended to really think over her answer before replying.
"Oh... nothing special. Go to the movies... or, like, a theme park... or out for a really fancy meal now and then... or maybe go to a concert, if, like, I know somebody's got good seats and is renting a limo and stuff." Jane smirked that the poor boy, then turned to face Danny as the both stopped in hearing but not conversational range.
"You hear that? He hasn't got a prayer." Jane snickered. She raised an eyebrow at to annoyed expression on his face. For the first time since she began talking to him. She was able to get a read of his normally indecipherable features.
"Tell me about it. That's my sister."
"Oh. Bummer." The two continued to listen on.
"So, you've got any brothers or sisters?" The bat asked Quinn who shook her head
"I'm an only child." Was the cold response. Danny's expression darken.
After heading away from the lockers with thoughts and visions of revenge flowing through the mind of Danny, himself and Jane ended up back in the self-esteem class. Mr. O'Neill is up front, as usual teaching, aka reciting of the memorized speech while Danny and Jane are passing a drawing back and forth.
"So, what are we talking about when we talk about ourselves? Anyone?" Mr. O'Neil points to a male crow. "Yes."
"We're... talking about us!"
"Excellent! When we talk about "ourselves" we're talking about "us." Now, guys, I've got a little challenge for you. Today we talked about turning your daydreams into reality. Tonight, I want each one of you to go home and do just that. What do you say? Um... you. (points to Danny) What's a daydream that you'd like to see come true?" O'Neil finished. Danny took the opportunity to vent some frustration.
"Well, I guess I'd like my whole family to do something together." Danny began, the wheels already turning in his head.
"Excellent!"
"Something that'll really make them suffer." Danny finished, as his evil plot was thought of. He smirked inwardly. Mr. O'Neil nervously shifted his feet.
"Uh... it's healthy to air these feelings... I think. (bell rings) We'll talk more about this tomorrow. Class dismissed."
The students all filed at the class, Jane and Danny both headed to their next class. Mr. O'Neill picks up the discarded drawing, and becomes concerned: it's a drawing of an ice cream cone with his face on it, being attacked by a rabid wolf.
Later that evening Danny once again found himself at the dining room table eating dinner. The whole family was once again their as discussion was as usual directed in a topic of interests to ever his mother or sister. At some point however, the direction of conversation change to his own personal status. His father was the first one to bring up his status of his self-esteem class.
"How's the old self-esteem coming, kiddo?" Jake asked. Jake was a simply and sometimes naïve man. He was at times very gullible and Danny knew he could easy fall for some of his cynicism and belief it as truth, for that reason he was a much more fun target in his opinion.
"My self-esteem teacher says that being addressed all my life with childish epithets like "kiddo" is probably a key source of my problem." Danny responded. The problem however with directing his cynicism at his father was that he...believed everything he said was true. Short he would have correct himself. This would be one of those times as a distressed look came across his father's face.
"Really?"
"No."
Jake soon erupted in laugher as his fears were eased. "Isn't he great? He's the greatest."
"He sure is. But what does your self-esteem teacher say?' Helen asked as she poked at her food. It was at that time Danny decided to put his scheme into motion.
"He says I should think back to circumstances that brought me happiness as a child and replicate them... but I suppose Quinn's here to stay." He said before shooting look at his sister. Quinn glared back.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You ought to know. You're the only child."
"How would you like to have a sister with a... a 'thing'!" Helen gave both of her children a look before looking at Danny once again.
"Come on, Danny, finish what you were saying."
"I thought, why don't we go to Pizza Forest for dinner like we did when we were kids?". The faces of Helen, Jake and Quinn were rewarding enough.
"I have to say Danny Morgendorffer, you are one shrewd and evil human being, you actually sang Row, Row, Row Your Boat?" Danny and Jane were currently in Jane's room discussing the events from last night while watching television. The TV was muted while the stereo was playing, which change when Danny pointed out the show was back on.
{SSW Announcer - And now, back to Sick, Sad World.
(the SSW logo is replaced by the image of a woman and a very elderly man, each seated in high-backed leather chairs in a fancy-looking study)
SSW Reporter - This is just astounding! Here you are, blind, deaf, and barely able to walk, yet you conducted simultaneous affairs with three members of the Royal Family! The question on all of America's mind is: how did you do it?
Old Man - (leans forward) What?}
"She doesn't get it. It's the Royal Family. You'd have to be blind." Jane pointed out.
"Good point."
{(the TV image now shifts to an overview of a cheesy-looking U.F.O. convention)
SSW Reporter - U.F.O. conventions, once sneered at as the domain of so-called "kooks," have become big, big business, drawing hundreds of thousands of people each year, people as sane and rational as you and I, who come simply to satisfy a normal curiosity.
(a nerdy-looking kid with a big nose steps into view)
Artie - Hi! I'm Artie.
SSW Reporter - Artie, hello. Tell me, what brought you here, Artie.
Artie - It was a cone-shaped craft about 15 feet long, with an air speed of, oh, I'd estimate mach 12. They kidnapped and stripped me, examined me briefly, returned my clothes, and dropped me here.
SSW Reporter - (skeptical) I... see.
Artie - They pressed my pants. Did a nice job. }
"You know all the answers to the questions on the release test, right?" Danny asked. Jane looked up from the TV and nodded.
"I've got them in my notebook."
"Well, why don't we just take the test tomorrow and get out of the class once and for all?"
"How would I spend my afternoons?" Jane asked. Danny simply pointed at the TV Screen.
"U.F.O. conventions."
"Now you're talking."
"What did I get myself into?" That was the simultaneous thoughts of both Danny and Jane. Both the male raccoon and female squirrel were both currently on stage in the school auditorium about to discuss their amazing achievement of managing graduating self-esteem class in record time.
They thought they had a fool-proof plan, and it seemed to work. The two meet with Mr. O'Neil after class, and asked to take the graduation test. After an initial resistance from the mouse, he allowed the two to take the exam, which both passed with flying colors. The backlash however began when Mr. O'Neil began to shower with them praise and in his words 'The whole school needs to hear about your improvement during assembly'. Which where they currently were, listening to Ms. Li mention something about bake sales and urine samples (don't ask). Mr. O'Neil was then introduced as he began his speech. The two looked at each other and whisper.
"This is really going to help me gradually ease into student life." Danny said as he watched Mr. O'Neil ramble on endlessly. Jane nodded her agreement.
"Usually when I have this dream I'm wearing pink taffeta." Jane replied as both tuned in as O'Neil was wrapping up his portion of the presentation.
"Anyway, I'd like you to meet two students who have completed our self-esteem course faster than anyone ever before! Please join me in congratulations as I present these certificates of self-esteem to... Danny Morgendorffer and Jane Lane."
A meager applause was the response as Jane was the first person to step up to the podium after say 'what the hell?' to Danny. After the applause died down, she began to speak into the microphone.
"I just want to say how proud I am today. Knowing that I have self-esteem gives me even more self-esteem." She paused momentarily to give a sly smirk at Danny, then turns on the hysterics. "On the other hand, having all of you know that I had low self-esteem makes me feel... kind of bad... like a big failure or something."
Audience begins chuckling at Jane's behavior as Danny looks on, approvingly. Jane decied to finish off her award winning performance .
"I, uh, I want to go home." Jane let out an exaggerated sob, complete with arm to forehead, and ran off the stage as the audience laughs as Mr. O'Neill runs after her calling out the wrong name in the process. With those two gone Danny calmly step up to podium and began to make his speech, already with his on plan of revenge in mind. Spotting his sister in the audience, he inwardly smirked as he began his own speech.
"No one can battle a terrible problem like low self-esteem on their own. It takes good coaching." He took a pause to see that Quinn with a slightly unease expression across her muzzle and thought to himself _'poor Quinn, the worst is yet to come'. "_One cannot embark on a task such as realizing one's actuality alone. Winning the fight against low self-esteem takes support... from teachers, from friends, and most of all, from family. And so, the one person I'd like to thank more than any other is my very own sister, Quinn Morgendorffer."
The audience gasps in shock as Quinn's jaw dropped to the floor.
"My sister Quinn has forgotten more about self-esteem than I'll ever know. Are you out there, sis? Stand up and let me thank you." Danny said as he watched Quinn cringed and try to hide as her friends turn to gape at her. With his sister's temporary humiliation complete, he pocketed the certificate and walked outside the back entrance to join up with Jane with a well satisfied smirk across his face.
"So after I explained about how I was so proud Quinn for being my sister and helping me with my self-esteem to my parents, Quinn threw a fit as I expected until the phone rang and the universe returned back to its natural order." Danny explained to Jane as the two at a local pizza shop that was popular to Lawndale students. Danny had come back from a UFO convention that he blackmailed his parents and Quinn to attending.
"So how do you get them to go to the convention then?" Jane asked as she munched on a slice of the pepperoni pizza that the two had ordered.
"Simply, I just said that I felt my new found self-esteem slipping by the waste-side and they both folded. The fact that they dragged Quinn along was just a bonus."
"So what your finally verdict of this place?"
"Well. O'Neill is so wimpy, DeMartino is borderline psychotic, and Ms. Li...I think security school hype artist extremist is too soft a term for her. All in all, a step up from Highland High"
The two would speak no more, as the consummated their new friendship over a pizza.