Wednesday

He was right. They had been plotting.

Danny sniffed at the sour milk carton that was left to bake in his locker over night. The funny thing was that he hadn't even done anything to his two best friends. He made one measly threat and they retaliated with milk.

"I must get Vlad…" Danny mumbled to himself. "And I need help…"

"Hi, Danny," Sam chirped as she got closer to him. She stopped at a certain distance and smiled.

"You will be helping me," Danny stated. "You owe me that much for this locker problem that you've presented me with."

"Fine," Sam sighed. "What are you doing next to piss Vlad off?"

Danny smirked. "You know that supplies store that he owns?"

"Yeah…"

"Good. We have a start."

"Pebbles, please. I'm trying to finish th- AH!" Vlad gawked at the computer screen where his latest report had been almost finished. Then, of course, Pebbles had to walk across the keyboard and POOF. Vlad's report was deleted. Permanently.

"You evil little fur ball," Vlad growled and set her on the floor. Pebbles meowed and ran toward one of her tinker toys. "How am I supposed to fix this?"

"Danny, go over this again so I know that you were insane from the beginning," Sam said.

"We go into the store. I go in invisibly and you go in normally. You take a cart and start off somewhere with it. Then you let go and keep walking and I start pushing it. People will think that Vlad's store is haunted and he'll probably lose customers, not to mention that people will begin to wonder if Vlad is in alliances with ghosts," Danny explained.

"Yup. You were insane from the beginning," Sam confirmed.

"Just come on!" Danny complained and gently shoved her towards the line of shopping carts. Sam huffed and headed inside with a small cart. Danny followed closely behind her, invisibly, and kept whispering odd things in her ear to make her laugh out loud. When she told him to stop, he said that making her seem crazy was payback for the milk.

On cue, Sam walked a few feet away from the cart and casually looked at a few shirts that were on a clearance rack. Then she started down an aisle and Danny quickly took control of the cart to make it follow Sam. "Oh, I've been looking for one of these…" Sam mentioned and tossed a random back scratcher into the cart. She decided to run down the aisle as fast as she could and Danny chased after her.

Sam passed through an intersection of the aisles and the cart kept at her heals. Fellow shoppers looked after her in shock to what they just saw. Sam stopped, threw another pointless object into the cart, and then slowly started back the way she came. Danny made sure to swerve the cart so it would look even more suspicious.

"Is- Is that cart following you?" an older woman asked Sam. Sam glanced at her in confusion.

"Cart following me- Oh! Yeah. They do that sometimes," Sam replied in a simple tone. "I don't know how to make them stop. Vlad Masters, the owner, really needs to work on the ghostly activity that this store receives. It's getting really awful lately."

"A ghost is pushing your cart?" someone else timidly questioned.

Sam nodded. "Always. They just like having something to do." Danny made a point by quickly jolting the cart forward and then pulling it back sharply. Sam looked at it in thought. "I know, cart. Just give me a few minutes and then we can check out. Okay?" Danny thumped the cart up and down by lifting the handle in response. People backed up in fright and Danny rolled the cart up to Sam's side. That caused the customers to turn and flee in the opposite direction, yelling about haunted carts.

"Nice…" Sam chuckled.

"Very," Danny's voice answered. "Want to go check out now?"

"Why not?" Sam shrugged and walked to the front of the store with Danny still pushing the "haunted" cart. The cashier lasted about five seconds before she bolted out from behind the counter and out the door.

"Want to go home now and wait to see what doom Vlad has in store for ruining his entire business?" Danny inquired lightly.

"My place or yours?"

"Uh… Well, you have more video games, so your place?"

"Cool. Come on, Danny." Sam exited the supplies store and Danny remained invisible with the cart to make the effect last longer. He was laughing the entire time.

"What do you mean that my store is- No, I'm not trying to hide anything- Would you let me finish?" Vlad snapped. "I do not permit ghosts to roam my store and I had no idea that they were…there. I'm going to have to call you back."

Vlad hung up and folded his hands together. "Danny, you have wasted my last patience. Though I must say that it was creative…" Vlad narrowed his eyes. While he couldn't make things exactly follow the boy around school, he could think of something else to end this annoying game once and for all. "I will win this."

"Meow?"

"I know, Pebbles. I find that it helps me clear my thoughts if I speak aloud- Would you stop meowing like you're talking!"

"Meow." Pebbles wagged her tail to the side and padded away.

Thursday

"I'm afraid," Danny whispered as he sat down in his relatively new chair. "What if he finds something really good to get me with?"

"I don't know what to tell you, dude," Tucker said.

"Same here," Sam added.

"So helpful," Danny stated dryly.

"Mr. Fenton, no odd happenings yet today?" Mr. Lancer asked as he walked in.

"Not yet, which makes me concerned…" Danny answered. His phone went off and Danny set it on his desk, slowly placing it on speaker. "You didn't do anything."

"I'm aware of that," Vlad replied.

"Not that I care, but why haven't you done anything?"

"Because, Daniel, I've decided that this game is childish and I'm going to be the bigger person and call it quits."

"You're not with Pebbles since you called me "Daniel"," Danny acknowledged.

"Did you hear me?"

"Yes…"

"I'm done with these pranks. Have fun." Vlad hung up and Danny shut his phone off.

"Danny?" Sam wondered when she saw the look on his face.

"I'm really afraid now," Danny announced. "You know he's not quitting. That means that he's plotting something huge!"

"It was nice knowing you, buddy," Tucker commented and patted his friend's back. "It was nice knowing you."

"Sometimes," Danny began seriously. "I wonder why I'm friends with you, Tucker. I really do."

"I wonder why I'm friends with both of you," Sam threw in. Danny and Tucker glanced at each other and then looked at Sam.

"Because we're adorable," they chimed together and grinned.

"Do you want me to repeat myself?"