And now! The moment you've all been waiting for! Drum roll please! BrrRRRrrrRRRrrr CHING! I am finally typing out Water Wars! It's been sitting in my notebook for a long time and I just haven't gotten around to typing it out. Anyways I'm not going to keep you waiting any longer, on with the fic!
"Oh my God it is so damn hot!" Sam Manson complained to herself as she staggered down to the basement. This was her favorite room in the whole house, except for her room.
The basement was always 20 degrees cooler than the rest of the world due to being underground. As an added bonus, it was decorated in muted colors, unlike the unnatural cheeriness of the rest of the mansion she called home.
Sam had been allowed to decorate her room, and the basement. The two rooms her parents would never enter.
The main reason the basement wasn't 100% black and grey was because when her parents saw her room they gave her one rule for the basement. She had to use more colors, since it was sometimes used to entertain guests.
The gothic teen plopped down on the deep red couch and just enjoyed the cool air for a minuet. As she lay there, she thought about how awesome a popsicle would tase right then.
Little did she know, her ghostly friend Danny Fenton/Phantom phased into her sub-teranian sanctuary with an invisible water balloon. Hovering right above where she lay, he gave her an unseen smirk and dropped the balloon.
Without Danny to keep it hidden, the water balloon reappeared just before exploding onto her stomach. He wasn't so horrible as to drop it on her head, but he still dropped it.
As the balloon popped, Sam jumped in shock. She even screamed a little. She looked around, ready to face her attacker,but saw nothing.
Sam knew it was a ghost. She ran to her backpack, which she had left there last night, and pulled out a Fenton Thermos. Taking a defensive stance, she put her hand over the cap of it.
She glanced around again, hoping for some sign as to where the ghost was. It was then she heard a chuckle. Not an evil chuckle, but a lighthearted one. One she would know anywhere.
"Danny?" she asked, careful not to be to loud. Her parents would be so mad if they found out he was here!
Admitting he had been discovered, Danny allowed himself to become visible once again. "I thought you looked hot so I decided to cool you down!" he teased, "Did I do a good job?"
Sam's face grew red with anger. "This means war, Daniel Fenton! This means war!" She cried, shaking her fist.
"That can be arranged!" he retorted cockily, and with a smug grin. With that said, he turned intangible and flew back to his house, working out the beginnings of a plan.
"Gaaaahhhhh!" Sam yelled in frustration. If she thought that thing with the water balloon was bad, boy was she in for it!
"Sammy-kins! Is everything alright down there? Did something break?" Sam's Mom asked, popping her head into the basement. She obviously heard Sam's last outburst. Thank God she didn't come downstairs and see her all wet!
"It's OK Mom! I got it!" she called up while looking down at her stomach. If Danny did the same thing tomorrow, he was going to get it!
Yup this was long overdue! Please R&R!