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This chapter was so easy to write. I just needed more, because what I originally "spasmed" and typed was sort of lacking… Anyway! I really like this chapter. I hope you do too.

Chapter Two: Puppies

(SAMS POV)

When my alarm clock went off, I slapped it so hard it fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. "Cheap piece of crap..." I muttered. I tried to think of why I had set it for 9 am. After thinking for a couple minutes, I remember Danny and I's plans. I grinned, rolling out of bed.

I walked into my en suite bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked really tired. Maybe because I usually wake up at 11 on Saturdays. After taking a shower I went to my closet and picked out a dark purple blouse, black jeans, and a pair of "cowboy" boots, also black. They had lately become a favorite part of my ensemble.

I applied my usual makeup and skipped down the steps two at a time. "Morning Nana!" I said cheerily, waving to my grandmother who was watching TV. She smiled at me and continued watching her soap.

I ate some Crunchy Nut O's (AN: That cereal is seriously addicting.) and then brushed my teeth. I debated on which car to take to Danny's, finally settling on a canary yellow Porsche.

I arrived at his house at 9:40, and parked my car next to his. A Lamborghini, I noted.

I skipped up the steps and raised my hand to knock, but the door was already open. Danny smiled at me, his beautiful Caribbean eyes crinkling at the edges. "Hi Sam. We can leave now if you want."

"Sure. My car or yours?" He grinned and just walked over to his own car and got in. I smiled and rolled my eyes and followed him.

We had been driving for about ten minutes when he said, "Mind if I turn on some music?" Without waiting for an answer, he turned on a CD. A very familiar song began playing. My eyes nearly popped out of my head

"You like Family Force 5?"

He smiled at me. "Why wouldn't I? They're the best band I've ever listened to. They even beat out Dumpty Humpty!"

"Drop that 808, the walls begin to shake, it's too much for the club to take! Shake it like an earthquake!" I sang. Then the cheerleader part came on and I crinkled my nose.

"Don't like cheerleaders?" he asked.

"No, not at all," I replied. He looked back at the road.

Quietly, he said, "My girlfriend was a cheerleader..." Is he taking this personally? I hope not.

"Um..."

"I'm not really sure if I love her anymore though," he blurted out. Luckily, the song changed just then.

"Oh my gosh, this has to be one of my absolute favorites!" I twisted the knob to turn the volume up. "Did you burn them all onto the same CD?" He nodded.

"Ey mamacita! My little chica! You got me loco sayin', aye aye aye!" I sang.

"You have a beautiful singing voice," he murmured. I blushed and looked down at my lap. Family Force 5 always was able to get me out of my comfort zone, but sometimes I went pretty far. Like now. (AN: IT'S SO TRUE! They make it easy to get out of your comfort zone.)

Danny began singing along with the music, glancing over at me occasionally. I wondered if he was singing at me, but shook the thought out of my head. He has a girlfriend, why would he like me? The song changed to Keep the Party Alive.

"Oh my gosh I love this song too!" I said.

Danny laughed. "Are you going to say that for every song?" he asked.

I nodded. "Probably." Danny sighed.

"Paulina says their music is stupid." I didn't really know how to respond to that. I assumed that was his girlfriend. The rest of the car ride, we both sang to Family Force 5 and the atmosphere was pretty comfortable.

When the car slowed, we were outside of a large ranch house. There was a big red barn, a field with horses in it, and in the back, kennels. We got out of the car and I followed Danny into the kennels.

"They're expecting us," he explained. When we walked in, I expected to be greeted by a chorus of barks. Instead, there were several large pens with adult dogs and little puppies that were either sleeping or playing. The mothers for the most part only glanced up at us before returning to their puppies. Danny leaned down near the first cage and put his fingers in the mesh.

"Hey, little puppy puppy puppies..." he murmured. He smiled. He looked like a little kid on Christmas. The puppies all ran over and jumped up to lick his fingers. One large puppy, probably a boy, started chewing on his finger and he laughed.

"That's teaching them bad habits you know," said a cheery voice behind us. I turned to see a woman with blonde hair standing there. She was an average sized person, looking to be about thirty. She was pretty, and fit. "I'm Donna."

She pointed to the puppies Danny was playing with. "Those are Jacks." When we looked confused she said, "Jack Russell Terriers."

"Oh," Danny said, standing up, "I want a big dog." Donna grinned and led us into a different room.

"These are Irish Wolfhounds," she said. Danny's eyes glazed over.

"Are those big?" Donna let out a hearty laugh.

"Biggest dogs in the world, my dear," she replied. Danny smiled and walked over to a pen and kneeled to get a better look.

"I can put all the available puppies in the middle if you want."

"How will you tell which belong to which mothers?" he asked.

"I won't. But the mothers will." With that, she opened up the doors to several pens and about thirty puppies scrambled all around them. They jumped all over Danny, who was kneeling. He laughed, his eyes bright with happiness. Even I smiled, the Goth, at the touching display.

After awhile, the puppies got bored with Danny and either went to nap or play. But one stayed. It was a black Wolfhound, with blue eyes. She was small. As she slowly licked Danny's hand, he stroked her back, his eyes becoming softer and softer.

"She looks like you," I murmured. Danny grinned.

"She does indeed..." Then I noticed another, larger, white, puppy next to my foot. I picked it up. It was a girl. I looked into her little puppy eyes. They were green.

"Is it normal for dogs to have green eyes?"

"No. Those two are the only two left of a litter. All of the puppies were different colors, with odd eye colors. They were the smallest. You can have them for half my normal price, since they are a little old."

I frowned.

"How old are they?"

"About four months," Donna replied. Once again, I frowned. Four months was not old in my book.

"We'll take them," Danny said. We left the kennels with two puppies instead of one. But nobody was too bent up about it.

So what did you think? Like it? Love it? Hate it? Review! Yes… I am a loser that modeled the puppies after Danny in human and ghost form. XD But I still liked it.

The songs that were not named are: Earthquake and Mamacita. Both great songs, you should check them out!

Donna originally was going to be a fat brunette, but I changed my mind… Anyways… I want to hear what you think! So review!