Hey!! I'm back!! I just noticed that I'm like writing a story every day! Wow! Anyway, I also wrote this in my profile, that if you have any ideas on what Danny should do on his sugar highs, just tell me, k? Because, if I keep up at this state I'm not gonna have any ficts to write if I don't have any ideas. And that's not good. Okay! Now that's over, let there be writing!
It was Thursday, and it was lunch time. Sam and Tucker where at Danny's house because they had no school today for some reasons. Sam and Tucker were waiting for Danny in the Kitchen with Danny's sister. Danny had said that he had to change and after they could go in the park.
"What's taking Danny so long? He is worst then a girl a prom night!" said Tucker, quite annoyed because Danny had been up there for at least 20mins.
"How to you know how much time it takes a girl for getting for prom night?" asked Sam.
"Err… Well….. You see, I know tha…" Before he could finish his sentence Danny had just walked in the room. Wearing something that was very disturbing .
"Danny? Is that….Is that MY dress you're wearing?" asked Jazz, very confused.
"Why, yes it is, darling! Doesn't it matches with my eyes? And, with it you can really notice my curves, don't you think?" replied Danny in the most high-pitched voice ever herd in Amity Park.
But nobody could answer, because they were to stunned and choked to say anything. Of course, if you did saw Danny Fenton in a very revealing fuchsia pink dress, you would be as choked. Or maybe it was the magenta lipstick, eyeliner and the matching Hello Kitty barrettes in his hair.
"So, are we ready to go at the park?" asked Danny.
" You…You want to go at the park in that outfit?" asked Sam.
Danny chook his head and walked towards the entrance, holding a purse.
"I think you should of asked where he learned how to walk in those 6 inch high heels." Whispered Tucked, still staring at Danny.
Jazz suddenly smack her head and said : " Mom should have known better to never say 'Can this get any worst' !"