A/N: I finished my last semester of college and got a job at Disney World in the past year. That is a general update of myself because I haven't posted on this site in a year. Jolly good.

Expect nothing from this. Please. I just decided to start posting the random dumb things I write because, why not?

We're Going To...!

"Come on; we can spring it," Danny said, trying to hide the hope in his voice.

"I don't know, man. We're already paying to fly all the way to Florida to go look at your defunct space shuttles…" Tucker reasoned.

"Which means we'll already be down there. We might as well go. I think it'd be fun," Danny replied, shrugging.

"Ugh, Danny," Sam – of course – butted her way in. "I do NOT need to spend an unreasonable amount of money just to go to the land of pink and purple and princesses. No, thank you."

He tried to keep the look of disappointment from his face by offering just a simple pout.

"I mean, it's up to you guys. It's your trip, too. I just thought…we don't get to go out much. We might as well take advantage of the time we have. Just the four of us," he said, nodded to his sister who sat in the corner writing up an entire itinerary of their vacation. "What do you think, Jazz?"

She looked up in confusion. "What? I'm sorry; I wasn't listening."

"Danny wants to go to Disney World," Tucker chimed in quickly, laughing mischievously at the glare he scored from his friend.

"Really?" this brought a smile to his sister's face. "Do you, Danny?"

He couldn't help the color that ran through his cheeks. "Well, I mean…I wouldn't mind. We're going to Florida anyway, right? And we haven't been there in years. It's the place to go. We can't say we went to Florida and didn't see the castle. I mean, it's classic! Come on!"

"It's overrated," Sam grumbled.

Danny rolled his eyes at her. "I'm just saying I wouldn't be opposed to spending a little extra if it meant taking a longer vacation from ghosts and spending more time with you guys in the vacation capital of the world."

They all exchanged glances, hesitantly mulling it over.

"I guess…I wouldn't mind," Jazz said, slowly going back to her computer screen. "It'd be a lot of extra money, but…you're right. We could spring it."

"Or Sam could spring it for me," Tucker said, batting his eyelashes at his best friend.

"Believe me, I could pay for everyone at that point," Sam muttered, looking down at her arms folded across her chest. "My parents would certainly be more than willing to pay for me and my friends to go somewhere where I'd be around bright, happy-colored princesses all day."

"So it's settled then!" Tucker shouted, throwing his arms in the air. "WE'RE GOING TO DISNEY WORLD!"

Jazz tried to suppress her laughter as Danny chimed in.

"Aw, geez, Sam. I don't want us to go if we're not all gonna have fun. But I don't think you have to dress or act like a pretty princess to have a good time there."

"Yeah," Tucker agreed, nudging her arm. "An ugly princess would do just fine."

"Tucker!" Danny shot his friend a glare that made him remember looks could kill, and Tucker dodged underneath the table.

"No, I mean…" Sam sighed in defeat, looking up at the ceiling to escape the desperate eyes that begged her to relent. "I think…sure. We'd have fun. It's just…so…overrated. And happy and peppy and just…not where a Goth belongs."

"Psh," Danny waved a hand dismissively toward her, "please. There are plenty of places in Disney World that Goths love!"

"Yeah? Like where?"

"Like…like the Haunted Mansion! Right? Goths like that ride," he reasoned. "It's scary, it's dark, it's…"

"A supremely overrated attraction that portrays ghosts in a crude and totally unrealistic light," she deadpanned.

"Whoa, hey. It's not overrated – it's classic. And you can't expect amateurs like that to really capture the true essence of ghosthood. I'd defend that ride."

She simply shrugged it off. "Give me another one. One that's not so completely popular."

"Um…" Danny thought, racking his brain to remember their family trip ten years ago. "There's that…other scary ghost-y one…"

"Why are you just picking the ghost-y ones?"

"Well, uh, duh! What else did you expect from me?!" he looked at her like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Probably because it was.

"Well, which one do you mean?"

"That scary tower one…"

"Tower of Terror?" Jazz piped up, unable to hold her knowledge in for the sake of conversation any longer.

"YES, that! You'd love that ride. There's this elevator shaft, and there's ghosts, and everyone basically dies. That's like…the theme of the ride. That you're dead. Cool, right?"

"It'd probably be cooler if it wasn't a problem we actually, legitimately faced on a daily basis," she argued. "But I guess, if it's going to make you this ridiculously happy and excited to show it to me, it'd be worth going. Just to see that look on your face."

She couldn't help but smile through her bitterness as she saw his eyes light up in remembrance and desire to go.

"And I'll totally pay for it," she offered. "Ugh. I can't wait to tell my mother I'm going to Disney World. She will flip out and probably buy me a million tiaras and princess dresses just for the occasion."

Danny and Tucker were practically bouncing out of their seats with joy at this point, looking at each other with such excitement that the girls couldn't help but exchange glances and shake their heads.

"I can't wait to ride the new Test Track!" Tucker said, now speaking directly to Danny and already completely bound to the idea that they were going to go. "You can design your own car! How cool is that? BIG SPINNING RIMS. YES."

"And I can ride Mission Space," Danny said, his voice practically shaking with glee. "It's such a realistic simulator that they actually have little barf bags in there with you. It creates an effect on your body like they use at NASA…"

"That's charming," Sam gagged.

"I know, right?" he beamed at her.

"While we're on the topic of EPCOT, I wouldn't mind riding Spaceship Earth," Jazz agreed. "It's like a mini history lesson on the progress of humanity both socially and technologically. That's pretty cool."

The other three just looked at her for a moment before turning back to each other.

"What's your favorite ride, Tuck?" Danny asked.

"Um, Star Tours. Obviously," he said as if it were the most natural answer. "The technology used to create those random simulations? And the fact that it's Star Wars-based? I mean…techno geek here. Hello? What's yours?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Danny asked.

"Space Mountain," Sam answered for him, finally relenting and getting a little excited herself by feeding off of the boys' energy. "It's classic, it's fast, it's set in space - it's got Danny written all over it."

He smirked at her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "See, Sam? This is going to be SO much fun."

She smiled and leaned against him. "I guess it could be. As long as you don't make me hang around with any princesses or anything."

"Are you kidding?" Tucker said, wiggling an eyebrow. "We are totally meeting all of the princesses. And I'm giving them all my number. Just in case."

"I wouldn't mind a picture with Aladdin and Jasmine," Jazz agreed. "Dad would certainly appreciate a picture of Princess Jasmine with his little princess Jasmine…"

The collective "aww" that emitted from the other three nearly drove her from the room in embarrassment.

"Well, you and Tucker can go on your little princess-character quests, and Sam and I will just ride Space Mountain and Haunted Mansion all day. Yeah?"

"As long as you Fastpass Space. That line will be killer," Tucker said, whipping out his Disney app that he'd just that moment installed on his phone.

Danny laughed. "Of course. So we're really gonna do this?"

All eyes turned to the benefactor of the trip, and she sighed.

"Yeah, Danny," she said. "We're going to Disney World."

No one will ever appreciate this fic, and that pains me inside. XD

I actually work at Under The Sea: Journey of the Little Mermaid in Magic Kingdom at the moment, but I worked at Star Tours for seven months. You go, Tucker. Way to pick the best.

This fic is dumb, and I have no regrets.