I've seen a whole bunch of authors have just a collection of short drabbles, and I, personally, LOVE reading them. That, and they're good for trying out story ideas, different ways of writing and different points-of-view. Anyway, there are times when I just need to unwind and write things, so I'll post all of those short things in one file instead of having a billion one shots here on my account, heh. Continuus means 'connected together' in Latin, since it's a bunch of drabbles about Danny and his friends and loved ones. Some of them were inspired by songs, some other fanfics, some from the '100 Themes Challenge' that I'm currently doing on deviantART (under the same name). And various others. So, I hope you enjoy them.

We Belong Together
Rating: G
A Danny Phantom fanfiction

"Hey," she said casually.

"Hi," he replied back.

A touch, a kiss. Fingers slid into fingers and bodies curved into bodies. A warm embrace, with sweet fragrances surrounding them from the bonfire.

Around them, their entire graduating class all sat in the soft grass, a warm evening in early June. It was just days before they graduated from Casper High School and entered the world.

And so, they upheld the Senior Bonfire tradition. Only seniors were allowed, and when they all arrived, the senior superlatives were announced.

"I wonder if anyone voted for anything for me," Tucker said, sitting down next to his best friends. Sam sat up, her hand clasped in Danny's. Sam had come a little late, having been held back by her parents and checking over her robe measurements.

"Can you believe it?" Danny said. "I mean, we're graduating."

"It is hard to believe," Tucker replied. "It's hard to believe that we lived through to senior year."

"It's hard to believe that Danny actually passed senior year," Sam quipped, grinning at her friends. "Or that any of us did."

"I dunno, senior year was oddly… calm," Tucker said. "Comparatively to the first three years."

"Lets review," Danny said, straightening up. He held out his hand, moving closer to the leaping flames so his friends could see.

"Last year, junior year – we had major Vlad issues."

"But they were infrequent," Sam said. "And besides, it was more like you doing publicity runs in the Ghost Zone than actually fighting."

"Yeah, Danny, that was when we made friends with some ghosts," Tucker said. "Interesting, I never though I'd say I was friends with ghosts."

"Okay, well, sophomore year—"

"—was pretty crappy," Sam supplied. She smiled and leaned against his arm. "That was odd for us, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it only took you guys forever to finally go out," Tucker said. "God, it felt like you two would never go anywhere. I swear, the entire school was just waiting for you two to start dating."

"Well, there was that," Danny said, remembering how awkward the entire year had been, "and there was all the ghosts that would randomly appear, do nothing, then disappear…"

"What about Freshman year?" Sam asked. "That year was okay… until Danny got his ghost powers."

"So that was, what, a couple weeks?" Tucker said sarcastically. Danny laughed.

"Okay, so that year sucked, too."

"Yeah. It did."

"But c'mon, we're here now, what does it matter?" Danny said, putting his arm around Sam. She smiled.

"Okay, everyone, we have our senior class superlatives!" a voice said. Everyone turned to face their class president, a spunky girl who had a 3.87 average and was accepted into three Ivy League schools.

"Now, we have our traditional superlatives, like funniest people, most likely to succeed, class couple, and all those, and we have our own personal ones, like—"

"—most likely to be in a ghost attack," someone said from the back of the group. Everyone chuckled, Tucker nudging Danny in his side.

"I think you have that one wrapped up," he said. Danny dazed out while listening to the superlatives, not expecting to hear his own name. When people were called, they were ushered in front of the fire to show off what they'd won – best smile, best laugh, worst car. He never expected to hear his name called off for anything.

"Okay, okay, relax," the class president was saying after the funniest people had shown off their skills. "Next we have class couple, and, by a landslide amount of votes, our class couple is – Danny Fenton and Sam Manson!"

Danny opened his eyes in complete surprise as this news was met with cheers. Tucker pushed his friends up and they went to the fire, still a bit shocked they'd won anything.

"The vote was practically unanimous," she said to them softly, winking. The two of them stood before their cheering peers, a little nervous and confused.

"What are we supposed to do, exactly?" Sam asked. The girl shrugged.

"I dunno, thank them or something?" she replied. Sam was about to say something when something hit her full force.

More like when Danny hit her full force. He had suddenly wrapped his arms around her small body, and, dipping her down, had kissed her full on the lips, completely taking her by surprise. At first she blinked in confusion, but closed her eyes and melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Amidst the cheers of their classmates, they became enveloped in a world all their own; each other.

Inspired by the song 'We Belong Together' by Gavin DeGraw, easily one of the most romantic songs I've ever heard.