Target: Danny's Virginity
Summery: Learning that Sam is planning to give him a special surprise, Danny is a little freaked, and asks advice from a variety of people. Unfortunately, his choice of people for advice is somewhat lacking.
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. That honor belongs to Butch Hartman. If I did own "Danny Phantom," it wouldn't be canceled, the new fucking episodes would have aired in America by now, and the episodes FWD and DCMH would never have happened. I DO, however, own the exclusive, intellectual property rights to the Hatut Zeraze, which the team of superheroes that Danny leads in this fic.
(A/N: As of 2/18/07, you can now post anonymous reviews.)
Chapter 1: Revelation
School was out early that day, so Danny Fenton, secretly the superhero Danny Phantom who protected Amity Park from both ghostly and earthly menaces, decided to take the long way home and enjoy the beautiful day. He walked along at a leisurely pace, and thought to himself, Life is good. Ghosts haven't been out much, crime's been at a minimum, and Sam and I are finally dating. Plus I'm now leading my own superhero team. Things couldn't possibly get any better.
(A/N: Never say never, my dear Daniel.)
Walking through the park on his way home, Danny suddenly heard a voice call his name. Turning around, who should he see but his one-and-only, Samantha Manson? A devote Eco-Goth, Ultra-recyclo-vegetarian, Animal Rights Activist, and Environmentalist, she was a truly unique individual, and had been Danny's best friend since they were young children. They had always had strong feelings for each other, but had been too shy to really admit it (unless you count the "fake-out" make-outs they had 2, 3, or 5 times). Eventually, the weight of true love became too much for Danny, and he confessed his feelings for her, feelings that she had always shared. Now, they were going steady, and were practically a shoe-in for the yearbook's "Cutest Couple."
"Hey Sam!" Danny said as he hugged her. "Hey Danny," she said back, kissing him. After a few minutes of sucking each other's lips off, Sam caught her breath and said, "Danny, I have to talk to you about something very important." "Okay, Sammy. Shoot," he replied with a sly smile, knowing she hated the absolute shit out of that nickname.
"I'll ignore that," said Sam in a serious, rather dry tone of voice, "because this is REALLY important." Danny stopped smiling and sat down with her on the nearest park bench. "I'm sorry, Sam. Tell me what it is." "Okay," Sam said slowly, choosing her words carefully, "Danny, we've been dating for months now, and I love you, and I know you love me back. And, I think it is time that we . . . took our relationship to the next level."
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Oh Boy. We ALL know what that means. BTW, I would really appreciate suggestions for people Danny can seek advice from on the matter, because I'd like to push this one out for at least half-a-dozen chapters. I'm sorry to readers of my other stories, but I've decided to focus on this one, and I will repost all my others, one at a time, when this one is complete.
TO BE CONTINUED.