A/N: It's me, once again, and since many a people (like 6, but multiply it by a trillion & it counts) wanted me to do a multi-chaptered sequel to The Triple 6th Fear, I'm writing it! Here, reporting to you live (in interactive text) in Happy Land, next to the elusive, sarcastic, and very insane Raven of the Night676, who is my awesome fanatical idea person for this fic! She will help make this fic as fluffy and humorous as possible, while I keep the drama in check so this won't be a nonsense story…I hope you all enjoy!
Note: To read this fic, you didn't have to read the prequel…but you would understand it more. So if you don't read the first fic, you will be very, very lost…and it will be too late to save your sorry souls…Happy reading!
The Next Step: Trying to Deal with Mistakes
She stirred in her sleep, caught up in her fantasies. The warmth slowly crept up her body, and soon it was too much, so she squinted open one eye. It was met with the image of the blinding sun. She blinked a bit, still caught up in her dream, until the events of the day before bombarded her. She widened her eyes and almost sprung out of bed in repulsion. She could hardly believe what she had done! She couldn't have…could she?
'I must be dreaming…' she thought, then pinched herself.
All she got in return was a sore arm, and the fact that this was most definitely not a dream. She got up and started to pace around her room, still clad in her pajamas.
'This can't be happening!' she thought. 'What the heck was I thinking yesterday? What possessed me to do such a thing?! How's Danny going to act around me now that we…we're…' She could hardly even begin to think of her current situation. 'But, he'll probably leave me for Paulina or…Valerie, most definitely. But, he wouldn't betray me, right? He remembers yesterday, right? Oh my, what was I thinking?'
She plopped onto her bed again, filled with anguish. She decided to get up and go on and start getting ready for the day, though she was reluctant to leave the comfort of her bed.
'How's he going to react when he sees me today?' she thought as she looked through her closet. 'I want to see him…I hope he's not mad, but as I think about it, he probably is already having second thoughts.' She paused as she looked at her clothing selection. She decided to dress a little differently today. 'Well, I'll talk it out with him before class…'
Out of her closet, she chose a black tank top, adorned with purple roses and with the word 'deception' on it in purple text, and a black and purple checkered skirt. She put on her normal leggings and boots, and then sighed. She decided to put on some long arm warmers to cover up the ring, so no one would ask. She walked up to the mirror in her room, then grabbed a ponytail holder and took up the task of putting her hair up. After she finished, she picked up her backpack from the floor then walked downstairs.
'I just hope that this day won't end up bad.' She thought, and then opened the door.
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Sam was waiting by Danny's locker, where she, Danny, and Tucker always met before school started and after school. She held her books closer to her as she looked around, growing impatient.
'Don't tell me they didn't come today…' she thought.
She was greatly relieved when she saw them coming from the other corner. As they walked closer, she could hear some of their conversation.
"Can you believe it?! They're coming out with Gorilla verses Asp 3!" Tucker said enthusiastically.
"I know! It looks way better than the second one, and I thought that one was extreme!" Danny said animatedly.
"The games get better and better every year…"
By now they had reached Danny's locker.
"Really now?" Sam said, sarcastic. "I thought they were getting worse, but maybe that's just me…"
"Come on Sam; don't tell me you haven't played it!" Tucker said, shocked.
"I mean, GVA is an awesome series, just like ZVA. It's the same company too, and the graphics are way awesome." Danny said.
"So guys," Tucker started. "Where did you run off to yesterday? I didn't see you guys for the rest of the day..."
Danny and Sam froze, and then coughed nervously.
"We were…um…" Danny stuttered.
"…Fighting a ghost!" Sam cut in.
"That's right!" Danny continued. "Skulker upgraded his suit again, so it took us a long while to beat him."
"Sure…" Tucker said. "Anyways…"
Tucker was interrupted by the bell ringing.
"Aw man, we have to go to class," Danny said.
"You go on ahead Tuck," Sam said, then grabbed Danny's hand firmly. "I have to talk with Danny."
Tucker opened his mouth to say something, but before he had a chance Sam had already forcefully pulled Danny around the corner and into an open janitor's closet, then closed the door behind them.
"Wonder what he did," Tucker said to himself.
He could imagine the possibilities…and they were possibly very brutal. He whistled, and then walked in the direction of his homeroom.
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Danny, his back facing the many brooms, mops, and other supplies that were in the cramped closet, was facing Sam, who was in front of the small door.
"So…why'd you want to talk, Sam?" Danny said. Then he continued in a more humorous note, "Or as Mr. Lancer says, by what does it pertain to?"
"Danny…you should know," she said, staring at him.
"No really, tell."
"Danny! You should know! Why else would I be talking to you for?"
"Um…I know this one…to carry out an act of conversation, or to get kicked because I did something wrong. Did I do anything wrong Sam?"
He blinked at her innocently. She twitched.
"No really," Sam said, laced with sarcasm.
"Yes really! Why would I lie to you Sam? Tell me what you want to talk about."
Greatly infuriated, Sam grabbed Danny's left hand with her own, lacing their fingers together unconsciously. Danny blushed. Sam pulled back her arm warmer to reveal her ring.
"This is what I'm talking about Danny."
"Oh…why didn't you tell me in the first place?"
"…"
"So…what do you expect to do about it?" Danny asked seriously.
"We have to figure out…who we're going to tell."
"Oh. We can't tell our parents, that's for sure. They'll freak."
"Don't tell Tucker either."
"Why not? He's our friend and deserves to know."
"You know how much he talks. He takes bribes, but might tell anyways."
"Oh ok. What about Jazz? She's trustworthy anyways, even though she will most likely get mad at us…"
"We don't have to tell her. She'll find out on her own, just like she did about your ghost powers."
"She kind of…saw me…but that's the same I guess."
"Ok then…Well, she'll figure it out eventually. What's she going to see us doing that will give her any inking of it sooner than when she's meant to?"
Danny blinked, then his eyes widened and he turned extremely red. Sam gasped, turning red herself.
Sam started blabbering, "No what I meant was…like…marital stuff! You know…"
"Yeah I got the marital stuff, that's for sure…" Danny snorted.
"Danny!" Sam said, exasperated. "You know what I meant!"
"Yeah…didn't know you had such a nasty mind…"
"What are you talking about? You're the one with the dirty mind, you dolt!"
"No. You were the one snuggling with Gregor!"
"Snuggling?! You can't call that 'snuggling', mister. You're the one who was being all cuddly with 'Paulina' when Kitty was overshadowing her. You two were so close at the table in the Nasty Burger I almost puked."
"I wasn't getting close to her! She was doing that to me!"
"You licked her ice cream…after she licked it first."
"Come on!"
"And what about your day of going on like a thousand dates with Valerie? You two were very snuggly on that Ferris wheel, not to mention the spaghetti you both were eating from the same stinking bowl…"
"Sam! Those were dates!"
"Personally I think that was a little too soon, something that should happen after maybe…two years of dating?"
"Sam! Shut up! You have no right to-"
"What? Prove that you were the one with a nasty mind?"
"U-No. Because I don't so stop pampering yourself, you ugly-"
"I don't pamper myself!! And I'm not ugly, and you can't degrade my personal opinion of myself, no matter what you s-"
"Have you looked in the mirror lately?"
"Have you? Honestly, you're cute only in the boyish sense. I bet not one part of you will ever grow up."
"That's a lie!"
"I thought we were facing the facts, boy."
"Why don't you face them instead of going all on me after I touch the slightest surface of your-"
"Maybe I am ugly, to you anyways. If I repulse you so much, then why do you still-"
"Argue with yourself. I'm out of here."
They both huffed, and then Danny reached for the door knob which was behind her. To his surprise, it was locked.
"Darn!" Danny said, then tried to phase through it…only to get shocked.
"Danny, Danny," Sam said, trying to cool off her anger in the process. "Don't you remember the ghost shield your parents installed last week? Because school's ending soon and they want it to be protected by ghosts?"
"I remember, it just…slipped my mind, you know?"
"Yeah, everything slips off your mind, which can't hold one bit of inform-"
"Will you just quit it, Sam? Honestly, my head's starting to hurt…"
"Yeah, you only want to stop when your head's hurting. Otherwise, more throwing lemons and oranges…" Sam said, and then sighed.
She leaned her head against the door, closing her eyes to allow herself to calm her nerves. Danny however was still trying to recover from the powerful jolt to the head, and his vision was starting to swim. Sam opened her eyes and found that Danny looked pale.
"Danny, what's wrong?" she asked worriedly, but got no response. "Danny?"
All of a sudden, something rammed against the door causing all the things in the cabinet to fall over on top of Danny, the broom handle hitting him on the head in the process, causing him to fall on top of Sam in a lip lock. Sam froze upon feeling his contact again and almost drifted off but quickly snapped out of it. She pushed him off of her and pushed away all the cleaners, brooms, and mops that had fallen on top of them. She then tried to snap Danny out of the trance he had fallen into, shaking him forcefully then slapping him a few times.
"Danny, focus," she said.
"Uhn…my head," Danny moaned, then got out of her grasp and cradled his head.
"I'll pick the lock ok?"
Sam then reached into her backpack and pulled out a paperclip, then unwound it and twisted it in the lock until it clicked. She then opened the door.
"Now why couldn't you have done that before?" Danny asked while rubbing his head.
"Because, we were too busy arguing. Now let's go to-" The bell interrupted her. "…class."
Danny sighed, and then stated, "It's just homeroom after all. We can afford to skip it."
"Ditch again?"
"It's just homeroom! Let's go somewhere."
"Fine."
They walked out of the closet then walked down the hallway with their previous argument pushed to the back of their minds.
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Sam twitched involuntarily, eyeing what was in front of her. Out of all the things on the boardwalk, this is what he would choose? Outrageous…she rolled her eyes. And she had to have her weakest moment ever and suck up to the dumb one.
"Are you…joking?" She said in a placid voice, though she looked as though she was going to explode.
"Nope," Danny said, sporting a grin even though Sam was starting to give him a murderous glare.
"I am not going in there Danny, you cannot make me!"
"But it will be fun!" Danny attempted to convince her, pouting slightly.
"Sure, it looks so boring I wouldn't even bother to croak."
"Sam, come on! Please?"
"No! We're not gonna go to the arcade and that's final!"
"Fine…" Danny groaned, giving in reluctantly. "Whadda you wanna do then?"
"I'd never thought you would ask!" she said, smiling, then grabbed his hand and tugged him off to the other side of the path.
They stopped in front of a small booth with curtains shrouding it from the outside world. Danny froze upon reading the sign.
"No," Danny said, gasping.
"Yes! Since you said something I should make you get a tattoo too." Sam said, smirking.
"My parents would kill me! Your parents would kill me! Do you honestly want me to die in the most horrible way possible?!"
"No, because otherwise I would have already done it."
"Come on Sam…"
He was interrupted by his cell phone ringing.
"You answer it, I'll be inside seeing what they have," Sam said.
"Make sure you're out in fifteen minutes, we have to be in class after that!" Danny called after her, and then answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Danny, where are you guys?" The voice on the other line whispered.
"Tuck? What's wrong, you sound…troubled."
"We've been trapped in a surprise presentation in the auditorium; I'm going to be here for another hour man! How did you guys skip it? How did you know of the upcoming torture?"
"I honestly had no idea Tuck…we kind of got stuck in the closet so we were late for homeroom. So, we just decided to skip it."
"Oh really, just happened to be stuck in the closet, eh?"
"Yes! It was locked!"
"Ok then, I believe you whole heartedly…"
"Stop playing around!"
"Well, just don't get caught around school while it's still going on ok?"
"Sure thing, thanks for calling."
"No prob." 'Click.'
As soon as Danny hung up and put the phone in his pocket, Sam ran out again and swiftly grabbed his arm and tugged him inside. Inside was a man who was about in his late twenties with shades on reclining on a chair next to a glass table and a rack.
"Make it quick," he muttered, tapping twice onto his glasses before looking down again.
"Look here Danny!" Sam said, pulling Danny towards the glass table. Then when they got there, she eagerly pointed towards a design. "Isn't it cool?"
"Um…it's a Chinese symbol. I guess you can get it if you want."
"No Danny, I like the design but…let's both get it."
"Why?" Danny said, raising an eyebrow.
"It'd be cool. Besides that way I would have to just pay for one."
"One…what do you-" Danny started, and then was struck with realization. "Oh, you mean…"
"Yea duh, please?"
"Well, I really don't think-"
"Danny! For once in your life, please?!"
"Fine, fine Sam, if it's that important for you…"
"Thank you! Excuse me, mister…" She went over to the guy with the shades and exchanges a few words, and then walked back over with him to the table. "This one is good," she said, pointing to the design.
"Ok," the guy said, raising his glasses to peer through the glass. "You both agreed on it, correct?" He turned to Danny, who nodded briskly.
'I hope I don't end up regretting this,' Danny thought, glancing at Sam slightly.
"Ok so…where do you want it?"
Sam smiled unnervingly, and Danny cringed.
"Is shoulder fine with you?" Sam asked Danny, indicating the spot it was.
"Uh…I guess?" Honestly, he was expecting something worse.
"Ok then, here," she said, turning back to the guy and pointing to the location.
"Okay, that's convenient enough." Ok, maybe the guy was expecting worse as well. "Pay up front first. That will be fifteen dollars."
Sam handed the guy the money. He stuck it in his back pocket, and then continued. "Now I require that you take off your shirts."
Danny and Sam blushed deeply, and then Sam shook it off and took off her halter top quickly. Danny almost fainted right there. Of course it was a good thing she had an undershirt and a bra under that…
"Danny, take it off or we can't get the tattoo." Sam said, frowning.
"Alright already," Danny said, then tugged off his shirt.
The man nodded poker-faced, then said "Now would you two sit in these chairs." He motioned to the chairs that were facing each other, and then they sat down. "Be right back." He then walked into another room.
After a moment of silence, Sam spoke, "Danny…are you uncomfortable?"
"I…um…kinda, but…not really?" Danny said, trying to hide his blush.
"Ok. Well…you know…this place doesn't have anesthetics."
"How fun…" Danny said, rolling his eyes.
"Well, comes with the once-in a lifetime experience!"
"Yea, I guess so…"
The guy came back into the room with a bottle of alcohol, a stencil, a plastic package, and some duct tape.
'What does he need that for?' Danny and Sam both wondered.
He pulled up another chair to the side of those they were sitting in, and then said "Get closer."
"Um…" Danny said blankly.
'That sure sounds pretty weird,' he mused.
"Here," he said, then got up. He then pushed Sam and Danny together so their shoulders were touching, then got out the duct tape and taped their arms together. He then wiped their shoulders with alcohol. Then he opened his package and began outlining the stencil in place. All the while Danny and Sam were twitching.
After all the preparation was done, the man took out the needle.
"Eh…" Danny muttered.
When it started, Danny was longing for anesthetic.
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Tucker came out of the auditorium fully exhausted in both mind and spirit. He looked in the crowded hallway which only a minute ago was bare, and peered through it in order to try and spot his friends. Then he saw them walking towards him. They were both wearing bandages on their opposite shoulders.
When they reached him, he said "Hey guys what's up?" He hit Danny on his shoulder, which caused him to cringe. "Oh sorry…"
"Ow, don't hit me there. Well let's go to class…" Danny said.
"Yea, I hope our parents weren't called…" Sam remarked. "Otherwise we would get in trouble."
Then they briskly walked to their 1st period English class.