Hyper bird-horse here! ... No, that's not right. Hyper ... horse-bird! No, wait, that's not right either. Oh yeah! HyperPegasi! OK, minor identity crisis over with, I can get to the disclaimer!
Danny Phantom doesn't, has never, and will never belong to anyone but Butch Hartman and Sam Manson. Lines from "Fanning The Flames" are also not mine.
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Sam knew she was dreaming. No boy in real life could look that adorable in a white t-shirt and jeans. His raven hair fell partially into his face as he turned to look at her. He blinked for a moment then smiled adoringly. She could almost see the hearts floating around his face. She realized that she was on a fallen billboard, which was hanging over the edge of a rather tall building. It wouldn't take much to send her falling to her death. And Danny was looking at her strangely, almost as if the spell from Ember's guitar. . .
Flashback (from earlier in dream)
"How about a love song?" Ember taunted loudly, playing an even louder note that sent Sam flying over Danny and onto the edge of the fallen Ember McClain shaped billboard. The Fenton Phones filtered out any spectral influence before it reached Sam's mind. Danny didn't have this advantage. While Ember floated triumphantly, Danny turned to look at Sam. Ember laughed. "Well, I think I'll leave the new couple alone! "Chow babies!" She laughed tauntingly, phasing through the roof and heading off to commence her evil plot. Danny, still practically emanating hearts, gazed lovestruck at Sam.
End Flashback
"New couple? What the heck is she talking about?" Danny didn't answer, just started to climb over to her. "Uh, Danny? Now would be a real good time to go ghost and fly me outta here." As Danny continued to crawl closer the billboard wobbled precariously.
Sam started to get really worried. "Danny, wait! What're you doing?!" Danny didn't answer, just said, "Wow, I just never realized! You're really pretty when you're about to fall of a building!" "Danny?" The billboard started to really tip. "Wait, get back! Danny!"
She was falling.
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Sam woke up sweating from her dream. It had all felt so real. Taking a few breaths to calm her nerves, Sam thought over her dream. Go ghost? Shaking the odd term from her mind she decided it was time for a cold shower.
Gathering her things, she peeked around the door frame. Seeing no one, she attempted to make a quick dash to the bathing rooms while avoiding confrontation with her parents. It didn't work. No sooner then she had closed her door her parents came around the bend in the hall. With no time to reopen her her door and hide, Sam tried to just ignore them and get to the baths. Her parents had a different idea. Her mother, in all her pink, frilly glory, was on top of Sam before you could say 'ghost boy'.
"SAMMIEKINNS! Great news! We've found you a husband!!"
Sam almost died right then.
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I haven't updated this in forever! Uh, I think I'm going to go back and change what I have on this story. Hopefully it will end up the right way this time.