yes so i made it back from sedalia in one piece. plus i cut time, which im happy about. good news: i thought of another story idea besides the lancer vs jack vs vlad idea ive had for a while. idk if ill make it into a cartoon, or have it be completely ocs. oh well, ill figure that out later. i believe the 2 groups of kids meet next chapter so get ready for that! enjoy this chapter though!

Disclaimer: i have no ownership to danny phantom or static shock characters in any way.

Kwan: It's like the school is haunted!
Sam: Apparently someone's been busy.
Danny: It wasn't me! I swear! *overshadows Dash to throw food at Paulina* Now that was me.

Chapter 4

Danny and Tucker, both in their old Dumpty Humpty shirts, showed up at Sam's house bright and early. Danny knocked excitedly and waited for the door to open. A maid answered, "Helllo!" Her high pitched shrill rang in the boy's ears.

"Um, is Sam here?" Danny asked. Tucker was busy trying to fix his ear drum.

"Yes," the maid answered. She opened the doors a little wider and the boys were able to walk inside. Tucker and Danny kicked off their shoes in respect. "You may go upstairs and get her." The maid knew from experience that Sam did not like to be woken up in the mornings. Let them deal with the girl, she thought, happy she would not get yelled at this day.

Both raced up the stairs, easily finding the only child's room. Purple walls were made darker by the shades that stole all sunlight from the room. A slight figure could be seen in the bed, rising and falling with rhythms of breathing.

"You ready?" Tucker whispered. Danny nodded and braced himself. They both screamed while running towards the bed. Danny was the first one on top of it and began to jump.

Sam's eyes opened immediately. They were filled with anger, one could tell. The Goth teen sat up in bed and pushed the other two off.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Sam yelled. The other two chuckled. Every once in a while it was funny to get her riled up.

"Getting you ready for the concert today, of course," Tucker spoke in a manner-of-fact tone.

"Yeah, well you two can stay up, but I'm going back to sleep. We still have over ten hours until the concert," Sam said. She lay back down in bed and pulled the covers over her shoulders.

"Aw, come on, Sammy-kins," Danny said, stepping forward. An ecto-gun appeared at his stomach. Sam held it steady without even looking.

"Leave," she said with fire in her voice. "Now."

The ghost boy backed away nervously. "He, ok," he said. If provoked more, she would fire, he knew that much. He also knew that a gun with that much power could seriously damage him…and hurt a lot too! "No need to get testy."

Tucker was already at the door. He pointed a thumb to the hall. "We'll just be in the kitchen for when you wake up," he said quietly.

Danny turned around to see if she had acknowledged this information. The soft rhythmic breathing could be seen once more.

As they were descending the stairs Tucker spoke, "Maybe we shouldn't try that again," he offered.

Danny looked over to his best friend. "Oh, you think?" he said sarcastically.

They arrived at the kitchen and sat at the bar stools. An older chef greeted them. "Hey, morning boys," he said. "What'll it be?"

"Morning Kasim," Danny replied. "Pancakes for me, please."

"Steak and eggs, please," said Tucker, licking his lips. "Medium-rare," he added.

"Coming right up, boys," Kasim answered.

Sam walked down, dressed for the concert, an hour later. Walking over to the cabinet, she grabbed herself some cereal and a bowl. Danny and Tucker were nowhere in the kitchen. "Hey Kas," she said to the chef. "Do you know where Danny and Tucker went?"

He wiped his hands off with a towel. "I believe they are downstairs watching a movie," he told her. "You finished?" he asked, indicating the bowl of cereal she had just finished.

"Yeah," she said handing him the now empty bowl. She jumped off the stool and ran downstairs to find the boys. "Thanks, Kasim!" she yelled on her way out of the kitchen.

Turning around the corner, she ran into a blue floating man in overalls. His mouth was covered with ectoplasm and him arms were tied to her wall.

"Care to explain?" she asked, pointing to the ghost in her basement. Danny turned around, but Tucker continued to watch TV.

"Oh, we found the Box Ghost," Danny said, turning back towards the TV.

"Obviously," she said, setting herself on the empty seat. "Why exactly did you tie him up in my basement?"

"Danny forgot the thermos," Tucker explained. He flipped through channels carelessly.

"And we couldn't let him loose on the town," Danny added. "So we're keeping him here for now. We'll move him…eventually."

Sam was about to speak again, but went against it. She sighed. This is what crime-fighting ghosts is all about, she reminded herself.

doesn't everyone just love the box ghost! haha so next chapter will be up next weekend. yet another swim meet. this time its at a nice pool though. ps. i think im going ice skating tomorrow! =]

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