(A/N: Sorry this took some time to get up I've been trying to update but Fanfiction hasn't been working for me, also my classes decided to give a lot of home work all at once. I have also been distracted by static shocks, which I seem to receive when ever I touch something. They do hurt after awhile. Well enjoy and, I'm sure there was something else I was going to say but I can't remember)
Disclaimer: No, no I do not own Danny Phantom
Thief
Chapter three: Dinner
Danny sat next to Sam on a crowded city bus, they had only been riding for ten minutes and Danny guessed by the traffic that it'd take another half an hour to reach down town. No one seemed to mind though since they all appeared to be lost in their own worlds staring out the windows at the light drizzle that was beginning to fall. Even Sam was looking at the city pass by, Danny could see her reflection in the window and thought she had a sad look but it was hard for him to tell.
"So what's your mom doing in Paris?" Danny said trying to shake her from what ever sad thoughts had claimed her.
"She's probably hosting parties, that's her life's work. Hold the best parties and mingle with the high class"
"Oh, that must be fun."
"For her it is, she loves dressing me up and showing me off to all her friends."
"Doesn't sound like you like it much though."
"They don't like me the way I am." Sam said with a cold face
"I can relate" The rest to the rise was uneventful. Though Danny did think Sams face was a little more relaxed. The bus stop closest to Amity Heights was about a block away. Luckily for them it was a newer covered stop so they were not immediately soaked by the rain which was picking up.
The sidewalk was fairly deserted most people having the common since to stay out of the rain. Danny glanced at Sam who had a small grin on her face. "Sam?"
"Race you!" Sam took off down the street pulling her jacket over her head. Danny shout after her, he was determined not to lose. They were neck and neck, laughing like crazy people. Danny pulled ahead of Sam and made it through the front door of the Amity Heights.
And crashed straight into a doorman who had been inside hiding from the rain. He wasn't large but Danny felt like he had run head long into a brick wall. Danny would have bounced right off if his hands hadn't grabbed him and held him at arms length. "I am sorry sir but you must have a reservation or an apartment to enter. While I understand trying to get out of the rain I must ask you to leave."
Danny glanced behind him looking for Sam hoping she would help him, but she was nowhere to be seen. "Uh I have a friend who live here, she was right behind me."
The doorman looked Danny up and down, Danny knew he looked like a street kid. The thought that this had all been a set up fluttered across Dannys mind but he pushed that away.
The front door opened again and Sam came in panting, "Man you're fast"
The doorman's face softened when he saw Sam, "Hello Miss Manson."
"Hi Jack, you can put him down he's with me" Jack set Danny down and bowed.
"My apologies sir"
"That's alright" Danny said as Sam lead him across the lobby and into an elevator. The elevator had reflective gold siding and detailed woodwork around the door. Sam was leaning against the wall still trying to catch her breath.
"I can't believe you were so fast, that was crazy."
Danny looked off to the side, he hadn't meant to go that fast. He'd have to be more careful. "I guess I was just lucky or something"
Sam gave him a weird look but didn't ask what he had meant by it. When the elevator doors slide open Sam walked out and Danny followed, she led him to another elevator. "These go up to the top ten floors, private elevators." Sam explained.
Danny watched Sam as she bent over slightly to push the button to call the elevator. While Danny was watching Sam his belt became intangible for a second and his pants slide down. Sam turned around and stared wide eyed at Dannys white boxers, with little hearts on them.
"Ah sorry!, stupid belt." Danny tried to pull his pants up and fumbled with the clasp, Sam was trying not to laugh her head off again at him. The elevator binged and an older woman stepped out, she took one glace at Danny fumbling with his pants and belt and at Sam who's face was flushed from the race and trying not to Laugh. It wasn't hard to guess at what she was thinking though both Sam and Danny just ignored her and her distasteful sneer.
Danny hopped into the elevator after Sam still trying to get his pants fixed. "Sorry, the belt slipped I swear."
"Relax, anyone wearing boxers like that wouldn't have the guts to pull their pants down in front of a girl."
"Thanks, I think." He finally got his pants on just as the doors opened to reveal a long hallway with purple carpet.
Sam stepped out, "Welcome to my floor." Danny looked around, the carpet was a purple that matched Sams eyes and the walls were painted black, the hall lead out into a large room that was partially sunken and surrounded by windows that looked out on to the rainy city.
Danny stood their in awe, there was a wrap around couch that looked like it could seat twenty. There were large potted plants along the walls and to his right was an open kitchen with wood flooring. He walked over to the windows and looked out at the ninety-degree view that Sam had, even in the rain the city was amazing. He rarely got to see down town from this height or this close up.
Sam walked up behind him, "pretty cool isn't it"
Danny jumped a little but regained his composure, "Yea its great"
"Yea, one of the up sides to having rich parents. Plus I can pretty much do with this place as I want."
They looked out the window, it would have been a great moment except Dannys stomach announced that it was still waiting for dinner. Sam smiled and went over to the kitchen, Danny followed to see if there was anything he could do to help.
Sam stopped part way there and pushed play on her answering machine. A mans voice came on, "Sorry Sammy but works going to be keeping me late tonight, I might not even be able to make it home tonight."
Danny followed Sam and looked at her kitchen, it was pretty normal though everything from the floor to the counters seemed to be made of wood, only the modern appliances broke the grain of the wood. Sam notice him looking at the counters and guess what he was thinking. "Yea I don't like it either but my parents said I needed some class up here. I hate seeing all these trees cut down and chopped up for decoration."
She started pulling out pots and vegetables, "I don't suppose you know how to cook anything do you?"
"I can make salsa"
Sam smiled, "Then get cooking"
Danny opened the fridge and pulled out some peppers and other things he needed. When he closed the door he caught sight of a small piece of paper taped to the door.
Sam, out all night with bowling buddies, G
"Hey Sam? Who's G?"
"Oh that's from my grandmother" Sam smiled at Dannys face, everyone thought her grandmother was a little off but Sam liked her, they were very much alike. "I hope you don't mind but I'm an ultra recycle vegetarian."
"Nothing with a face eight?" Danny asked as his hands whizzed across the chopping board.
"Yea, you're the first person to get that."
Danny shrugged dicing and chopping everything.
Sam and Danny sat at Sams small table eating some kind of spicy soup with a name Danny couldn't pronounce. It was very good though and Danny ended up eating three bowls before he finally had to stop or pass out in the bowl.
Sam put the bowls in the sink saying she'd do them later. "Now lets see how good this salsa is."
She took out a bag of chips and dipped one into the bowl, "Mmmm, where did you learn to make this?"
"My sister taught me." Danny hadn't talked about his sister in a long time, suddenly he realized it was to dangerous to be there. He shouldn't have come in the first place and the sooner he left the better. "Sorry but I should be going."
"Alright but hold on one second." Sam opened a closet door and started rummaging around. Danny couldn't help but watch her, was she taller then her thought?
Danny looked down and saw he had sunken almost a foot into the floor, he quickly jumped back up before Sam turned back around with a large blue umbrella. "Here its still pouring out there."
"Um, thanks. I'll return it to the doorman tomorrow." He said taking it and walking towards the elevator. Sam followed him and pushed to down button. "Sam why are you coming?"
"I'm just seeing you to the front door. It's the polite thing to do I believe."
"You struck me more as the, speaking her mind type not the polite type."
Sam hit Danny playfully on the arm, "So I was trying to be nice."
Danny faked mock surprise, "Really? I am honored."
Sam pulled her fist back to hit Danny again but instead she crashed into him when the elevator jerked to a stop and the lights flickered off.
(A/N: Hope you liked. I'll try and get the next chapter up soon, I hope)
