Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom – I never have and I never will, simple as that. All of that amazing creative talent goes to Butch Hartman. Nickelodeon just sucks, I'm sorry (no, I'm not).

Author's Note: Welcome, welcome! You have reached the seventh chapter of a ten-chaptered collection of one-shots all based on the community "10snuggles." Do not fret, you will get your daily dosage of smut, fluff, and snuggles by the time this set of one-shots is complete. I aim to please.

Note: Due to popular demand, we have little Danny, as well as a new addition. Enjoy! Also, the lovely and talented Shibby-One has done fanart in our favor. Thank you again! The artwork is in my profile.


007 : The Wonders of Stargazing

Rating : PG

Theme : 7. Stargazing

August 29, 2007


Being a lot like his father, the young child wished to see the universe, the stars, and the planets, and wished that he could fly high, travel far, and see many great things like his father.

"Whoa, Daddy!" the small boy exclaimed, pointing up at the night sky, amazed at the twinkling stars and the full moon in the sky.

"It's great, isn't it?" he said to his son, ruffling his already messy black hair.

As soon as Danny and Sam had moved into their new house, there were some alterations that had to be made by Jack and Maddie in order to make sure that it was a house to raise a family in. More importantly, it was a house to ward off unfriendly ghosts who didn't know just who they were messing with.

The Op-Center of the new Fenton house was a sight to behold, just like the original, but with a few added bonuses thrown in for kicks. Per Sam's request, the balcony facing the backyard was for stargazing and stargazing only, just for her two men so they would be able to enjoy. Even though Danny didn't talk about it as often as he used to, she knew he still had a passion for the worlds beyond their own. Plus, she knew it would be a relaxing atmosphere to visit herself if she needed a place to unwind; and, at this moment and time, she felt the need for a little rest and relaxation.

Sitting back on the padded chair she had set up for such an occasion, Sam held her youngest in her arms as she watched the stars in the sky, accompanied by her two favorite men. At the moment, she didn't know which view was more spectacular: the view below, in her arms, or the view up above. Of course, being a mother would automatically rule her to be in favor of the small bundle in her arms, but she still thought the night sky looked absolutely breathtaking and romantic.

Walking over to his wife, Danny stood by her side to look down at the baby in her arms with a soft smile on his face. Glancing up at Sam, he met her eyes, the same smile on his face still. "She knocked out cold?" he whispered, not wanting to wake her up.

"She's zoning in and out, but I figure she'll be asleep in no time," Sam whispered back, caressing her daughter's cherubic cheek with her index finger. "Em's a good little girl, isn't she?" Sam whispered soothingly, still stroking her cheek.

"I love stars," the little boy said, grinning as he looked up at the night sky. "They're pretty!"

Danny smiled, nodding in agreement, "Yeah, they definitely are. They remind me of mommy's eyes." Turning his head to his wife, he wiggled his eyebrows at her, only to receive an eye-roll in response. "Aw, come on, that's got to count for–"

"Daddy, why do you love stars? Just because of mommy?" the small child cut his father off mid-sentence, looking at him with eager eyes.

"Well," he stood there, thoughtfully looking up at the sky, "I love to see new things, explore new places. It doesn't hurt that what you'd be exploring is beautiful and, even, some people haven't seen some things before. Did you know that I went into space when I was fifteen?"

His son's eyes bulged, his jaw dropping, "Really?!"

"Yeah, but that's a story for another time," Danny smirked, sharing a knowing glance with Sam. They had agreed to keep that a secret quiet until he was good and ready to understand it fully.

After a while of stargazing in silence, a small voice spoke, "Daddy?"

"Yeah, pal?" Danny replied, looking over at his son. "What's up?"

"The sky."

The smile on his face at his words grew when he could hear Sam's soft chuckle behind him. "Good point. What do you need, squirt?"

Instead of looking at his father when he asked the question, he looked up at the sky. "What... um, um... constellation is that?" Pointing to a vague spot in the sky, he pondered what he was looking at, but knew his father would know.

Walking over to where his son was, he looked directly up at the twinkling stars. "Which one?"

"There," he pointed at the brightest star he could see, "right there."

"That's the Big Dipper, Dan; well, it's really Ursa Major, but what you're seeing is the Big Dipper. See that bright star right there?" He watched his son nod, then responded, "That's part of the Big Dipper, which winds up looking like the body of Ursa Major, which is 'The Great Bear.'" Seeing the look of pure confusion on his son's face, he grinned, "Those stars? Together, they're like the bear's tummy." Watching realization dawning on his face, Danny continued, "The Big Dipper is technically not a constellation; it's something called an asterism, which is the name given to interesting star patterns that are easily recognizable, but not one of the 'official' constellations."

He saw his son's eyebrows knit in concentration, so he summarized again, "It's big and important like a constellation, but it's not one. Do you get it?"

His dark eyes lit up and he nodded, "It's big!"

Danny chuckled, heading back over to his wife and four-month-old daughter, "Very big."

After a long pause, Sam looked at Danny with a look of pure awe on her face and whispered in a low voice, "That just turned me on."

"Really? That?" he asked, extremely surprised.

"Yes," she replied, giving him a look that meant...

"All right, little boy, it's time to go inside," Danny grinned, gently hoisting his son up into his arms to carry inside.

"Now, Daddy?" he mumbled, snuggling into his father's shoulder for warmth in the cool room.

"Yeah, you need some sleep, buddy," he said, moving for the door. Seeing his wife get up to do the same to put their daughter to bed, he smiled lovingly at her. "Meet you back up here in five?"

"Make it ten," she whispered, making sure not to wake the baby. "I need to get into something a little more comfortable," she grinned saucily at him, exiting the room.

She hasn't asked or hinted at it for months, ever since Emily was born, and he was being the ever-patient husband; grinning at her retreating form, he wondered if the planets had aligned and the luck turned in his favor. After tucking Dan into bed, he returned to the room, eagerly waiting for his wife to come back. And when she returned in a black, lacy negligee, he knew that the luck was in his favor. And by the end of the night, he knew that three times more. Ah, the wonders of stargazing.


End Note: Well, what do you think? Review and let me know! Also, my reasoning behind naming their daughter Emily? Can you guess? The first one who guesses right will get a small token of my gratitude.

- A