âĢ Touch of Grey âĢ
The nights for Danny are difficult, they've always been difficult. His dreams won't allow him to sleep. Vivid nightmares of shadows consuming him, the nuns at the old orphanage cackling, and hissing at him as he screamed in terror, all a nightly thing for Danny. At most Danny could probably get three or four hours of decent sleep before he wakes up with night terrors. Though he won't discuss these things with the others, his adoptive family. He can't, he pathetic enough without having their pity heaped onto it. Though he's not so certain that Jane doesn't know given her abilities. Though he knows the twins have similar troubles, as he can hear them at night. But Danny's not one to pry, so he hasn't confronted them about it.
Despite the nightmares, and only few hours of sleep Danny does enjoy the solitude, and peace while the others are asleep. Well most of the others, the twins are often awake as well, though Danny mostly lets them do their own thing, and he spends his time reading, or listening to music, or usually both. His particular favorite thing to do is to lay outside in the grass among the trees under the night sky, and get into a good book. And last night was no different for Danny. Danny laid there on in one the branches of a tree close to the house as the sun began to rise with his camera in hand, taking pictures of the oh so important golden hour. It was Danny's favorite time of day, and of what he has the most pictures of. He was wearing his jacket due to the cool air, and a new shirt he had recently ordered online of Queen.
When he heard someone leave the house Danny peeked through the leaves to see what was up. It was Jane. He wondered why she was in such a hurry, and why she seemed so worried. Danny let out a sigh, and took a few more pictures of his surroundings before he teleported away. Danny teleported back into his bedroom. Danny stretched out his limbs, making many cracking and popping sounds from his joints. Danny sat down at a makeshift desk of a table that sat at the foot of his bed. Behind the desk was a bulletin board with many of his favorite pictures pinned up on it.
Danny sat his camera down, scrolling through the pictures he had taken this morning. Danny took out his phone, and put in his ear buds. As Danny was listening to his tunes he began deleting some of the pictures he didn't like, and keeping the ones he does. Once that was done Danny simply laid down in his bed, and stared at the ceiling, focusing on his music.
Time seemed to just rush by as before he knew it Jane was back, and it had already been about two hours. With the others starting to get up, and Jane calling out for Nakoda, he decided it was time to join them. Danny got out of bed, and teleported out of his room. He reappeared suddenly in the kitchen in front of everyone. He undoubtedly scared Jane as he tends to accidently do. Danny looked over at Jane, his face becoming red, and he instantly brought his eyes to the floor. "S-s-s-sorry...." Danny struggled to get out. He looked over at Reed, and then at Robin, and Hope.
"N-n-nakoda's n-n-not.....back?" Danny rubbed his chin as he tried to think of where she might go. But really he didn't know too much about her, like he doesn't know too much about the others as well. "May.....Maybe m-m-m-me, a-an-and Robin cou-ld search......I could teleport.......and he could....uh......do his.....um......search......thing....or something...." Danny suggested as he folded his arms together. "C-c-c-could be.......faster...." Danny was obviously uncomfortable talking around with the girls there. It makes him feel rather bad, as he doesn't dislike them or anything, but he still can't say a complete sentence to them. He wonders what they think of him, how pathetic, and pitiful he must be.