When You're Feeling Lonely
A/N: Happy 2014, peoples! 'Kay, so this came to me in the night after reading a DxS fluff fanfic (my grandma got me a Kobo e-Reader for Christmas; I'm surprised it hasn't spontaneously combusted with the way I've been using it). This is just a little fluff, post Phantom Planet, around the time before Alternatium. Speaking of Alternatium, I'm not giving up on it, I'm just waiting for the famous KicsterAsh (YEAH, KICSTERASH! I'm goin' straight to the top) to reply to a note I sent her over DA (I don't have any art on there, don't waste your time looking for any). You'll see why. I might just use the item in here somewhere in Alternatium. On with the twoshot...
Sam's POV
"If that jerk decides to come to this party, I will personally take the liberty of pounding his face into the empty cave where his brain should be," I grumbled as I worked on the details of my smokey eye. You, being an experienced fan of Danny Phantom, probably know who I, Sam Manson, was growling about; Dashiel Baxter. He had broken his all-time record for how many "nerds" he could cram into one locker. Danny had threatened to use his powers, but Dash hadn't cared. It was as though the jock no longer cared that Danny was ripped, was tipping the power scales at level nine out of ten, and had saved his butt (along with the rest of the world's) three months prior, therefore having the capability to whoop his arse fairly bad.
For the first two months after Phantom Planet, Dash had been a god sent angel. He hadn't shoved a technophile in a locker at all, never bragged about his football skills, didn't even call a single person a loser. He didn't want to be impaled by my halfa boyfriend, after all. By the third month, though, Dash got complacent. The real Dash that we know and love to hate was back, thirteen times worse after two months of withdrawal. The only reason Dash had stopped after stuffing seven kids into the locker (yeah, SEVEN. And these are half lockers, people) was because Danny had shoved Dash back and away, then proceeded to turn each student intangible to help them out. By the time the last teen's feet hit the floor, who just happened to be Tucker, the mayor, Dash was steaming from the ears. A crowd had amassed by this time (they had heard the hero yelling at Dash to "cut it out"), and they gasped as the familiar glowing blue rings surrounded Danny's waist. "Goin' ghost." he mumbled in a no nonsense tone. Danny, now in his ghost form, walked up to Dash. Since Dash still towered over the ghost boy, Danny hovered some until he was nose to nose with the jock.
"That was uncalled for, Dash." Danny growled. His eyes glowed a vicious, poisonous green, and Danny saw them reflected in Dash's blue ones.
"What're you gonna do about it, Fenton?" Dash challenged. I'm pretty sure he knew the answer, but Danny thought for a moment before replying.
" One, it's Phantom when I'm in this form. Two, I'll just have to do this." Danny then grabbed Dash by the back of the leather jacket and flew to the locker Danny had been helping others out of not even two minutes earlier. He then tossed the jock in, pushed him back nice and far in, so he could only struggle helplessly. Then, Danny flared up a ghost ray in one hand, let it float up into the air momentarily, then surrounded it with ghostly ice. He shoved it into Dash's hands.
"Here's your complimentary flashlight!" Danny said, smirking. He slammed the locker shut and leaned against it, trapping Dash inside. " Thank you for choosing Hotel Phantom. Enjoy your stay." He chuckled, transforming again. The rest of the crowd cheered, including me.
I smiled at the memory. It was probably one of the funniest things I have ever seen at Casper High.
I fluffed my hair once more, popped my lips, tightened my top ponytail and grabbed my leather jacket off the dressing table. I was ready to party hard with Danny. If my boyfriend even showed up, what with all the recent ghost attacks. God, I hoped he would show up... if not, I would be alone. Sure, there was Tucker, but that wasn't the same. I made my way to the bedroom door
A soft but still audible clinking noise behind me stopped me dead in my tracks. I whipped around to face the unexpected noise. See, when you fight ghosts, you get a little antsy when you hear stuff behind you. Instead of finding an uninvited spirit, though, I found a folded up piece of paper and a black velvet sack of what looked like marbles. Those had not been there before. In fact, that was where my jacket had been a few moments ago, I thought.
All my worries about Dash and Danny vanished as I took a cautious step towards the dressing table. The piece of folded paper was a note, and it had "Sam" written on it. I looked the new items up and down, then realized that staring would do me no good. I reached out and grabbed the note.
Unfolding the paper, I found a message written in a boyish scrawl. I read the content aloud to myself.
"Sam, For when you're feeling lonely, grab one, wrap your hand around it tight, then open your palm. Enjoy them. They took a long time to make. Use the blue one first." I read. I looked back at the mysterious velvet sack of marbles. Something told me the content definitely wasn't marbles.
I took hold of the little bag and carefully opened it. Inside, a hundred little green, orb-like crystals shone like an ecto-blast. A blue one sat on the top like a crowning jewel. The exterior looked solid, but the inside had a liquid-like aura swirling around, licking up the sides like a flame before collapsing on itself. Rinse, lather repeat. They were truly beautiful.
I followed the note's instructions. Standing back a little from the bureau, I gently picked up the blue gem, not wanting to disturb the pretty lights on the inside. The little crystal cast a blue glow on my room, a nice one at that.
I folded my fingers around the gem, being careful not to get my stiff semi-wet nail polish on it. It grew cold, but bearable, and I tightened my grip on the item. Then, I slowly opened my hand.
Green and blue light erupted from my now open hand. The crystal had vanished, and sparkles hovered over where it had been before rising up like bubbles in the clear, fresh summer air. Tendrils of cool blue air soared through the bedroom. I reached out with my free hand and ran it through a blue swirl. It split into four separate strips of light, due to the spaces between my fingers. When I looked back to the base of operations, warm green, fabric-like light beams gathered in the middle. They swirled and collapsed in on themselves until a small image of Danny formed in the center. Danny Fenton was there first, and then the rings passed and Danny Phantom took the human's place. It alternated from ghost to human to ghost several times before the human version of Danny was focused in on. The apparition began to speak to me.
"Hey, Sam. If you're watching this, I'm probably off fighting a ghost or something. That, or you're just alone. I want you to know, that even though I'm not there with you, I'm thinking about the moment I will be. Whether you need a laugh, a shoulder to cry on, or even an adventure, I'll be there to give it to you." The hologram chuckled, transforming once again. "The adventure especially. I love you, Sam. Don't forget that. Ever. You've been there for me in my darkest times, it's about time I return the favour." And with that, the miniature ghost boy took off from my hand in an explosion of dancing light. Mini-Danny began to soar around the room, leaving a trail of green light and blue sparkles behind it. Every now and then it would say "Love you, Sammy!"
"It's beautiful..." I whispered. Tears began to well in my eyes as I realized the deepness of the message this little Danny had delivered. "Just beautiful."
"Figured you'd say that." A voice said. It sounded like Danny's.
Mini-Danny could hear me? No, I didn't think that a hologram could hear stuff. Then who... had spoken?
"Yoo-hoo? Over here, Sam." A corner of my bedroom beckoned. I looked to the sound, and there stood the actual. The maker of this gorgeous invention. Danny himself, flesh and blood/ectoplasm in his human form. I smiled.
"Every time you use one, it sends a message to me, saying you used one. That way I know you need me with you" Danny pointed to a beeper on his wrist. It was blinking green.
"Love you, Sammy!" Mini-Danny's voice came from the background. The little figure flew between Danny and I before taking rest on Danny's palm.
" Whatever he says is true. I programmed Mini-Me here to interact with you whenever you use one. This one was just to give the initial message of what they do. He disappears when you ask him to." Danny rubbed the back of his neck, hesitant to what I would think. "Do you like them?"
"Yeah, do you like me?" Mini-Danny asked.
I only took a second to relish in how adorable the hologram was before I looked back to the real Danny, who smiled timidly.
"'Cause if you don't like them, I can take them back. Make 'em better than they are and bring 'em ba-." I cut off Danny's ramblings by making my lips gently push against his. Mini-Danny took off again as I budged into it's personal space. I was tentative with the kiss at first, but then turned it into a dimmed-down passionate one. After the initial surprise, I soon felt Danny joining in the kiss.
The kiss seemed to last for days, but I didn't care. I never wanted to leave the moment I was in right then. When I finally pulled away, I was a bit ashamed of my forwardness. I worried what Danny would think, maybe rejecting it. But when I looked
up into Danny's eyes, those worries disappeared as well.
His eyes were already trained on me, and a mix of surprise, excitement, and love filled his baby blue eyes. He sighed, keeping eye contact with me.
We stared into each other's eyes for another long moment before Danny cleared his throat. I waited for him to speak.
"But, Sammy," he grinned, transforming into his ghost half, "I'm not even saving the world right now."
"You may not be saving the world, but let's just say the instant earlier today counts." And with that, Danny, picked me up, snapped his fingers to have Mini-Danny disappear, and kissed me again, flying off to the party. But before we had made it through the ceiling, I heard Mini-Danny laughing.
" Don't take up all of his attention, Sam! He'll bump into a tree!" The hologram called after us. I laughed, and Danny rolled his eyes. If Danny had have ran into a tree, I probably wouldn't have noticed.