I Envy Your Mamaw
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, Mustang cars, Slim Jims, Gummy Bats, Gummy Sharks, Mountain Dew, Dr. Pepper, or any other Coca-cola product. I do own the story though, and Danny and Jazz's grandmother (who is yet to be named. Any name suggestions in the reviews are welcomed and appreciated).
(Hey everyone! You're here to probably check out this new story thing... am I right? Good. This chapter I have to admit, is a bit on the boring side. But I promise that as the story progresses, it'll get better and more interesting. Some of this in the chapter I actually experienced when my family first moved to Kansas. Yep, imma Kansas chick. And let me tell you, Kansas does not give itself a good first-impression. Atleast not on the road we came on. But I have to tell you, it's nothing like it is in the movies. Kansas is almost like any other town in any other state, but with lots and lots of acres and farmland on the highways, and those oil-pump thingies are everywhere... eh, I'm getting ahead of myself. I'll tell 'yall more about Kansas in the later chapters. Sooo... please review! I really appreciate every review, and with each one I get, I type faster. Enjoy! Oh, and it starts out as Danny's POV. ^ ^)
Chapter One - The Road Trip
The road was extremely bumpy and curvy. It was a dirt road, just as I had expected. So far, everything people said about Kansas was right. Large, crop-filled acres surrounding the highways, tiny gas-stations in the middle of no-where, even tumbleweed! Yep, tumbleweed. It kinda looked staged when I saw it drift along with the wind. There was an old, rusty truck with a farmer tending to chickens in the trunk, his Australian Cattle Dog right at his heels. It all just seemed too much like the movies.
I hopped out of the Mustang, Sam right behind me. Tucker sat in the front with Jazz. And guess who drove... you guessed it. The queen of bossiness herself. I stopped right next to the open car door, and stared out into the nothingness.
"So this is Kansas..." I said mainly to myself. Sam took my hand.
"Yep." she smirked, and walked off, pulling me by the hand, forcing to me to follow her if I still wanted to hold hands.
"What they said is so true." I groaned. "It even smells like cows!"
"Get used to it, Danny. We're going to be here for the entire weekend." she smiled, not looking in my direction, though, but instead looking at the door of the gas-station store.
"I know." I sighed, and followed her inside the building. Tucker came behind us.
"Does this place have Slim Jims?" asked Tucker out-loud, as he headed for the snacks isle. Sam and I looked at eachother, and laughed.
"That's Tucker for ya." I chuckled.
"Tuck, we're here to get soda, not-"
"They have Gummy bats!" shouted the boy from across the store.
Sam's arguing tone immediately changed to a somewhat childish tone, as if she were a kid who had discovered they released a new kind of childrens' toy. "Where!" She ran to the place where Tucker was, my hand still tight in her grip. I was dragged along, ofcourse.
"Screw this." Sam said as she picked up a pack of Gummy bats, which in turn, made her leg go of my hand. "Danny, pick something." she ordered, as she and Tucker both already had snacks for themselves. I obeyed, and randomly chose a pack of candy from the shelf... which turned out to be Gummy Sharks. Eh, they were good enough. I wasn't that kind of person to really love candy, but I enjoyed it. And Gummy sharks never tasted bad, either.
"There. Happy?" I asked Sam.
"Very." she smiled at me with a cute look on her face. "Now c'mon you two, we need to go get the soda... what we were here for in the first place?" she stated, and walked off towards the refridgerator isle, once again grabbing my hand.
We picked four sodas, one for each of us, and one for Jazz. I picked up a Mountain Dew, Sam a Dr. Pepper, and Tucker took a Sprite for him and a Cherry Coke for Jazz. We went to the checkout, bought the soda and candy, and left the building, only to find the car gone from where we left it. I freaked out a little bit, until I finally saw it on the other side of the property, being pumped for gas. Jazz was standing outside, tapping a foot on the ground, waiting for it to fill up the tank completely. When it did this, she removed the pump, closed the lid of the car, and hopped back in the car, where she waited for us.
Tucker hopped in the passenger seat, and Sam and I hopped into the... well... backseat. Within the next few minutes of driving, Sam and Tucker both had finished their snacks, Jazz aswell (Tucker got her a Slim Jim). I was about 75% done with my Gummy sharks, and didn't show any sign of finishing them any time soon.
Tucker and Jazz were upfront talking about some lame non-sense, while Sam and I were busy sharing the Mountain Dew and Dr. Pepper. What we would do, is grab two seperate cups, pour half of our sodas into each (for example, half of Sam's soda goes in one, half of mine goes in the other), and we'd swap and pour eachother's soda (or half of it atleast) into our own. And, what's the result? It's what we call "Dr. Dew"... a crazy-tasting soda with an even crazier effect... it gives you a sugar rush! Not the average sugar rush either. I'm talking about a full-scaled, bounce off the walls, laugh your ass off sugar rush. Yep. And that's why we love it so much.
One Hour Later. . . (Tucker's POV)
Jazz and I found Danny and Sam asleep in the back-seat, cuddling up like they would on a sofa. Danny was snuggled up behind Sam, cuddled with his head resting on the crook of her neck, and Sam's back against his chest. One of his arms were hanging over her waist. I don't really remember all of the details, I was laughing too hard. Danny was covered in purple lipstick, even on his neck, and Sam's clothes were all crooked like they have been messed with. Don't ask me... I didn't hear them do anything. I don't think Jazz heard it, either. Oh whelp... we were at Jazz and Danny's grandmother's house, so it didn't really matter.
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Ok peepz... lemme tell ya something... BEWARE OF THE FOLLOWING INFO... The effect Dr. Dew had on Danny and Sam is real! And I know, how? Cuz I drink Dr. Dew all the time! It does give you a sugar rush, and it does make you laugh your ass off. Try it! But not too much, more than a glass of it can make you sugar-drunk... which makes you fall asleep, lose balance, laugh (a lot, and at almost anything, even if it's just a rock in your driveway), say stupid stuff, etc. And beware, it's intoxicating (not rly like deathly lol)! With every glass you drink, your body will want more of it... you have been warned... but on the bright side, it's really good! Even if you hate Dr. Pepper. I hate it when it's not part of Dr. Dew, but when it's mixed, it's HEAVEN! Seriously... try it! I just need to tell you easily-hypered peepz to be a little more careful... you'll go insane...er! xD)