"Nobody cares about me." cried Danny Fenton. "I fight ghosts all day but nobody cares about me. My parents are nitwits.." "Heh, heh. Nitwits." laughed Tucker. "SHUT UP FUCKER I'M TALKING! NOBODY UNDERSTANDS ME!" Danny went to cry in his room but his dad stopped him and said, "We have to go to Vlad's because he's giving me his Packers gear. I love the Packers." "What? He's my mortal enemy!" cried Danny as he jumped at Jack and punched him in the eye. "I hate Christmas!" screamed Danny. "What the fuck, Danny? It's Thanksgiving, you asshole!" screamed his father as he ate his birthday cake. Maddy was too busy touching herself to correct him. Danny ran up to his room and looked at his photo album from when he was small. He saw Jaz and him playing on the seesaw, which made him shed a tear, but what really made him cry was a photo of him at the school dance, slow dancing with Sam. Danny screamed as he threw the photo album out the window. It hit Tucker in the head as he was going to his PDA convention. "Not again." sighed Tucker as he walked in the Fenton house. Tucker walked into Danny's room and he was dancing all over tand going, "Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee, dee dee deeeee!" Tucker was shocked. He was singing and dancing to Imagine by John Lennon. "Danny, you know this isn't appropriate music to dance to! This is a serious song!" "Shut up Tucker, at least YOU have a PDA!" "Uh...no I don't?" "Don't try to make me feel better. You have a PDA! I WANT A PDA! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Danny as he fell to the floor. But then, his breath turned blue. "Oh no. Ghosts are coming. I gotta go." Danny left through the window and then came back 6 seconds later. "THE BOX GHOST! HE'S GOING TO RAPE ME!" he screamed this as he flew through the house. Sam came to the house to confess her undying love for him but he rushed through the kitchen screaming this as the Box Ghost was chasing him with his fly undone. Sam started to laugh her ass off.
To Be continued.