Hola, people of Earth! How are you on this fine day? How are the kids doing, Grandma doing okay? Good, good. I now present to you -drum rolls- FLUFF! Yes, my audience, FLUFF! Not, fluff, or Fluff, or fLuFf, but FLUFF! Painful, sappy, bang-your-head-into-the-wall, FLUFF! Good for the soul and good for warming your toes in. To be read with hot chocolate and marshmallows and with a blanket nearby, with a lovely tragedy to prevent suffocation.
*Disclamer* No, sadly, I do not own Danny Phantom or any of his friends. Exactly how rich do I look? No, I'm just a silly little girl with nothing to do but drool over a certain ghost boy and write a paper (but really, who does that?). So, haha, now you can't sue me. Take that, chinchillas!
"Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"Why are you here?"
"Because I was bored."
"I see. Why did you decide to come here?"
"So I could swing on the swings."
"Oh."
"Why are you here?"
"Because Tucker told me you were here."
"Oh."
"Do you want me to push you?"
"No."
"..."
"..."
"What was that for?"
"For being sweet."
"Ah. What did I do again?"
"You were being your clueless self."
"Remind me to do that more often."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"What was that for?"
"For being you."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
"I don't get a kiss?"
"Not this time."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Hah, looks like I got one anyway."
"You kissed my knee."
"So? It's still a part of you."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"You really like kissing me, don't you?"
"Sadly, I do."
"It's okay, I like it too."
"..."
"..."
"You're more kissable when you're being sweet."
"Remind me to thank Tuck."
"For what?"
"He told me this would work."
So... ~waggles eyebrows~... see that little button? ~wink wink~