A/N: Slightly longer chapter and hopefully funnier. Please read and review! I love hearing from all of you!


Playful Indulgences

I hate Valerie. I really do. Especially right now because I think she's giving me the finger. That's just rude. I didn't do anything evil! She's the one who was hunting me! So phewy on her!

I do the only thing I can think of doing at a time like this. I stick my tongue out at her.

She screams some colorful language at me and flips me off again. I return the insults by telling her to take a flying leap. She continues her bad language brigade.

Whatever.

I decide that the fight is pointless and fly back home. I have other things to do besides argue with the witch.

The fly home is peaceful and I'm less angry when I phase through my bedroom window. I don't change back immediately which probably would have been the smart thing to do. Instead, I float over to the mirror and look at my reflection.

They say that the eyes are the window into the soul. Right at this moment, I'm not sure what I see in my eyes. They're still green which is a huge comfort. However, there are thousands of emotions swirling around in them. It is impossible to actually read them. It's like at the movie theaters when they play the credits too fast. You can't pick out any names. Here, I can't pick out any one emotion. The one I'm looking for is… I don't know what, but I want to know if I'm evil. I want to know if I should give up this fight. Am I doing anything right? Am I justified in my actions? I know I just did a bunch of stuff today that could radically change the course of this story. I know today I said that I was done trying to be Danny. I know today that I said I would try harder. I know today that I was the most confusing, contradictory person on the face of the earth. So, would it be better if I just stopped?

Don't you have homework and reorganizing to do? asks my inner voice.

Jerk, I was in the middle of my pity party.

And you say Valerie is rude, the voice shoots back.

There isn't anything I can really say to that so I open the book bag and dump its contents onto the bed. I snatch up some homework and get started.

It was 3 pm when I started on the homework. Two hours later I was finished. My hand hurts from writing the amount of writing I had to do and my brain hurts from the overload. Reviewing past competencies is never simple.

I have an hour to reorganize Danny's backpack and school stuff before I have to get ready for the date. This isn't going to be easy.

I rip the worksheets from the textbooks and all other miscellaneous papers that are stuck between the pages. I rapidly go through them and throw away any that I feel aren't needed. I pick up the three ring binders and a sharpie. There are three binders. I label the red one, Biology. The green one is for English. The blue one is for History. I put all the papers in their respective binders before placing some fresh paper in them for note taking. I then turn to the back pack.

The back pack is a nightmare. Not only is it filled in some places with dirty tissues but it has dirt in it. Obviously Danny wasn't worried about doing a little damage to his stuff in order to protect the people. Personally, I would have dropped the bag before getting into a fight, but that's just me. And it is me who is now in possession of his stuff, so the bag is about to get a cleaning.

And how I got the bag cleaned isn't important. Let's just say the lousy thing was sparkling when I was done.

And I lost track of time. It is now 6:30 pm. I'm running late. I guess I won't have time to practice looking honest after all. Oh, well. At least I got most of the stuff on my to-do list done.

Five minutes later I have washed my face, combed my hair, and put a fresh change of clothes on. I'm as cleaned up as I'm going to get in the amount of time I have been allotted.

"Bye mom, bye dad! I'm going out with Sam to the movie theater. Don't worry, I'll be back before curfew! Bye!" and I am out the door.

I jump into an alley way and change. I jump into the sky and speed to the theater. I don't know how I knew where it was but I did. I get there right as Sam is turns the corner. I hide behind some random object and jump out. I run up and say…

"Hey Sam!"

She jumps and looks at me. "Oh, Danny! Hey! What's up?"

"Oh, not much. You?"

You have no idea how nervous I am. This has to go perfect if I want her and Danny to get together. I just hope she doesn't try anything on me.

"I'm fine. I'm excited for the movie! I can't wait! Carl Kristie is the best actor ever!"

Who is Carl Kristie? I'm guessing he's in this movie. I wonder who he plays and if I'm going to be expected to recognize him.

"Uh, yeah!" Gee, that was brilliant. "Um…" Getting more brilliant all the time. "Who is he playing in this one?" Well, at least it's a valid question.

"He's playing Thomas Kaine, Agatha's step father," Sam replays as we stand in line to buy tickets.

Oh, no. There's a step father. This can't be good. Step parents are rarely ever a good sign. Cinderella certainly proved that.

"Oh, that's a good role for him," I say hesitantly. Please be the right thing to say. Please be the right thing to say. Please be the right thing to say. Say it with me folks. I need support! Please be the right thing to say.

"You got that right! Evil roles totally fit him!"

Yes! Right thing to say and it is now confirmed that this is a horror movie. I will never sleep again.

We finally reach the ticket lady… and I pray I have enough money.

"Two to see Agatha's Demise," I say.

"That'll be ten dollars please," she chirps. She looks like a bird too. Her nose looks like a beak!

I pull the money out of my wallet and find that after this I only have two dollars. No popcorn or carbonated beverages for us.

I hand the money over and the bird woman hands us our tickets. She has talons for hands.

"Thank you," I say and we walk away from the bird woman and her talon hands.

"You didn't bring enough for snacks, did you?" Sam asks as I avoid the concessions stand.

"I forgot to beg more money off of my parents. Sorry," I apologize.

"I can buy us some," Sam insists. Crap. I'm the guy, in body at least, I'm supposed to get us stuff.

"But it was my treat," I say. And I sound annoying even to myself.

"Well, you forgot and I want popcorn so I'm going to go get some," she says and marches away to get her treats.

I follow with a sigh. I suck at dating.

Five minutes later we got our seats and we're busy eating popcorn. I don't even try and I manage to always reach for another handful the same time she does which is good, because it causes a lot of blushing. I force myself to blush too and do the whole shy-glance-over-at-girl thing that Danny always did on the tv shows.

The lights dim, the commercials begin, and I'm tired. A frog is turned into a princess and falls in love with a walking cat; an automobile turns into a plane; some business guy wants to sell all of his investments but his rival won't let him; a threesome want to get together that way but their parents are against it; and we, the audience, are reminded to turn off our cell phones, keep our mouths shut, and be courteous of others while the following presentation is showing.

The movie starts out with a girl, Agatha perhaps, running through a dark forest in the middle of a night while a blood red moon shines over head. She trips, pants, and keeps running. There's cackling behind her and she screams. I don't blame her. The moonlight reflects off a blade. She looks over her shoulder and screams some more. She trips. She's faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalling. And the blade comes down, turning red as the red moonlight hits it, and she's gone.

I am already deeply disturbed by this and am doing my best not to phase through my seat.

Next we see the girl's funeral. It's raining of course and the white flowers are really pretty. A priest is talking about how great a person she was and how she was being rewarded in heaven. A lightning bolt strikes, the priest wraps it up, and you see a guy in the shadows of the funeral home. He looks evil. The people walk up to the coffin to say their final good byes. The dude doesn't move until everyone is gone except for one woman.

"She's gone," he whispers to her. She doesn't move.

"Go away, Thomas," she whispers back. "You got what you wanted."

"There's still one thing left," he says and moves to touch her. She finally walks away. "You can't escape Agatha."

Wow, what does this remind me of? In case you were curious, Thomas looks like Vlad except without the white hair. This guy's hair is short and black. Other than that difference, the two are virtually twins. Spooky.

After that the movie was pretty much about Thomas stalking Agatha. He kills her at the end which was perhaps even more horrifying to watch than her daughter's death (that was the little girl at the beginning). I'm not going to go into details about poor Agatha's massacre. Let's just say that it was really disturbing, more disturbing than some of the deaths devised for Danny in fanfics.

When the lights finally come on and I manage to tear my eyes away from the screen I find that Sam was clenching my hand. Wow, I hadn't even noticed.

"Oh, sorry!" Sam says when she notices that she's holding my hand.

"Uh, no problem!" I say quickly. I get up. I might be in a boy's body but this is still disturbing and I was disturbed enough by the movie. "Um… Ready?"

"Yeah," Sam says and we walk out.

It's dark outside. The moon is full and high above our heads. A few wispy clouds waft around the black night sky. I wish I wasn't Danny because then I could watch the two and from the looks of it, it cold be a very romantic scene.

"Do you want me to fly you home?" I ask. Or rather, I have Danny ask her.

"Yeah, thanks," she says.

We walk into an alley and I transform. She puts her arm around me/Danny and then we're/they're off. This is very awkward.

I do my best to focus on the night and the sensation of flying. I don't want to focus on a love-struck Sam. She keeps glancing at Danny and blushing. That and she's doing something to his shoulder. Whatever it is it's making me nervous. When will this night be over?

"Hey, um, Danny?" she ask uncertainly.

Uh, oh. Here it comes!

"You know… I kind of…" she stops, at a loss for words.

"Kind of what?" Danny asks.

"Kind of like you." She blushes and looks away.

"Well, I kind of like you too," Danny says shyly. He blushes and looks away.

We/They finally reach Sam's house. They land and Sam waves goodnight. Danny waves bye too before flying off with shy smile.

And, hi! I'm back! I can't wait until I go home again! This whole entire dating-Sam business is better left to Danny. I really shouldn't have thrown that bone at lunch. Sam is desperate for a relationship with Danny. She wants him bad. I know that for a fact. I'm definitely regretting my decision now.