Eh, this is my first dp fanfic and it's mostly a shot in the dark. I've got one AOFC and one's just an OFC. Neither are Mary Sues – for I haven't the self worth to attempt one of those. Neither are in this chapter really either. That being said, we continue onward! It's a little stereotyped, but I think it has enough of a twist to be okay. If not, well, that's what reviewing is for. One last comment – flame me if you must. I actually enjoy critism, but try to add in there why it sucks, and not just that it does. If you hate it, tell me, but tell me why. That goes for the other side of the coin as well. I hate 'it sucks' and much as I hate 'it's good.' Tell me WHY!

Easy Come, Easy Go
A Danny Phantom Fic

© Butch Hartman to anything dp related. (No duh)

Chapter 1
Is this the real life-
Is this just fantasy-

"Tell me again, why are we going?"

Tucker grinned at the girl, "Because, we all know you really do wanna go! Jeez, Sam, just stop pretending to be all high and mighty."

Sam turned on her 'friend' "Excuse me?"

Danny laughed as he watched Tucker flee from Sam's glare.

"What's so funny, Danny?"

"Be nice Sam. It'd just a dance, and we all want to go. It'll be fun."

The Trio stepped around a puddle forming from the busted water fountain, before exiting the high school.

As Sam put it, another lame social event had been dumped at their feet(1) But both boys had seen the slight glimmer in her eyes. Meaning both boys had to find dates, and quickly, before they ended up taking their best friend. Danny and Tucker were discussing the female population of the school, and Tucker already had a 'NO' from all the freshmen and seniors, plus at least half the juniors. He'd yet to start on the Sophomores.

"What about Amandy Bennitt?"

"Em, I don't think so. She ran away laughing."

"Kaitlyn Blackett?"

"No."

"Sierra Caruso?" "As if!"

"Krystle Stone?"

"A bit of a letter jump there, huh? No, she's not going."

"Charlotte Tomlinsojn?"

"To much of a mouthful!"

"Tucker! You'd turn some one down because their name's too long?"

The boy-geek turned to Sam. "Yes? ... No, fine. I see if she wants to go."

"Good, now can we please stop talking about girls!? It's just a little weird for me!"

"Chill Sam. We're done"

....

"What about Ana West?"

"Danny."

"No."

And with thus, Samantha Manson turned and slugged her two best friends, Tucker Foley and Danny Fenton.

All though, I didn't say they didn't deserve it.

(1) Reference to a quote I have from a friend about Prom. I just can't remember the whole thing. It was amusing.