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Dragon's Fang

Tucker stared at the list of items in his hand and groaned. It was going to be a long day. "Where are we supposed to get duck hearts? I mean, it is open season-ow!"

He rubbed the back of his head and glared. Sam scowled at him. "I'll slap you again if you even imply that we kill cute little ducks!"

They managed to sneak into the Fenton's lab at five the next morning. The sun was just rising, casting an orangey glow around Amity Park. Maddie had bought Tucker's story about Danny sleeping over and the techgeek had hacked into the main school system to list them as absent with parental permission. All they had to do was be back home by three to devoid parental suspicion.

It sounded easy enough. But Tucker wasn't fooled.

Sam loaded a bag of first-aid supplies and snacks into the back of the Speeder and rubbed her tired violet eyes. She wasn't a morning person to begin with, so this was torture. "Can we go now?"

"Yeah." Tucker overrode the security system and the portal opened. The duo filed into the Speeder and Tucker drove into the swirling green vortex.

Sam slumped in her seat, eyes half-lidded. "What's first?"

"A dragon's fang," Tucker muttered. "I'm guessing we go to Dora?"

"That would be our best bet. Do you know anywhere else we can find a dragon?"

"That's not a question I expected to hear in my entire lifetime," Tucker remarked and stared at the map on the dashboard. Dora's castle was circled in red crayon, but the directions that led to it were vague at best.

The techgeek glanced to the side and sighed. Sam was already asleep, head resting against the window and her soft breathing fogging up the glass. Tucker ran a hand down his face in frustration and searched for landmarks. "Okay...there's Walker's prison, so we'll go in the opposite direction."

It took an hour, but Tucker finally found Dora's kingdom. He landed the Speeder behind a clump of thorn bushes and shook Sam's shoulder. The Goth moaned and opened her eyes. "Are we here?"

"Yes," Tucker answered shortly and climbed out. The sun was a great improvement from the darkness, but it still hurt to see so early in the morning.

"Halt!"

A dozen knights in green and blue armour jumped out and pointed their swords at them. Tucker and Sam backed up and held up their hands in surrender, eyes wide. "We just want to see Princess Dora!" she protested. "Come on! I'm way too tired to battle!"

"Why'd you tell them that?" Tucker hissed, gulping as the archer ghost loaded his arrows into his bow and aimed at them.

"Stand down at once!"

The duo sighed with relief when Dora phased out of the castle, hands on her hips and eyes flashing in anger. "That is no way to treat guests! Return to your positions immediately!"

The knights bowed and departed. Tucker grinned at Dora thankfully. "Thanks Princess."

Dora smiled sweetly. "Not a problem Master Foley. How may I be of assistance to you and Lady Samantha?"

Sam winced and was about to correct Dora when Tucker slapped a hand over her mouth. "You see, Danny is sick and we need some items to make a serum to help him get better. One of these items is a dragon's fang...do you happen to have a loose tooth or something?"

"I'm afraid I don't keep my baby dragon fangs. But my dear brother has some."

Sam shoved Tucker's hand away from her mouth and widened her violet eyes. "You allowed your brother to stay in the castle?"

"Certainly! We are siblings after all. Aragon has many duties in the castle, though. He shall not have the luxuries of royalty until his punishment is served."

"Aren't you worried Aragon might overthrow you?" Sam asked worriedly.

"Don't fret. I took his amulet so he only has standard ghost powers." Dora beckoned them inside and the three walked through the corridors. The purple walls, floating green candelabras and portraits dotting the walls were sophisticated and fit for royalty. They entered the throne room where they found Aragon dusting the golden throne.

"We have visitors, dear brother."

Aragon turned around with a scowl, and the scowl deepened when he saw who the two visitors were. "You!"

Sam crossed her arms and glared. "So you've been demoted. I think the whole maid thing suits you."

Aragon snarled and his grip on the duster tightened so much that the wooden handle snapped in half, sending splinters scattering across the floor.

"Why are you ticking off the guy that has what we need?" Tucker hissed.

Sam rolled her violet eyes but went silent. Tucker took a deep breath and smiled awkwardly. "Um...Princess Dora told us you kept your baby dragon fangs-"

"Freak," Sam muttered under her breath. She winced as Tucker jabbed her in the side before continuing to speak.

"-and we would really appreciate it if you could give us one."

Aragon surveyed the two with burning red eyes. A smile curled across his lips and Tucker felt his nerves grow uneasy. "Of course you may have one of my fangs...but you must battle me for it."

"This is ridiculous! Can't you just make him hand one over, Princess?" Sam snapped, clearly not at all comfortable with being in the same room with what was once going to be her unwanted husband.

Dora played with the end of her blonde braid nervously. "I'm terribly sorry Lady Samantha, but the people of my kingdom have the right to fight over their property if an agreement cannot be settled. I could make demands, but what if I know these people personally? I cannot play favourites. So I designed this rule to settle disputes as fairly as possible."

The sound of cracking knuckles made all three flinch. Dora shot her brother a disapproving glare, but Aragon ignored her and glowered at Sam. "Which one of you shall battle me?"

Sam and Tucker blinked. In perfect unison they whirled around to face each other and chanted, "Rock, paper, scissors!"

Both chose rock.

"Rock, paper scissors!"

Both chose paper.

Tucker gritted his teeth. "Rock, paper, scissors! Yes!" He held up his rock-shaped fist and grinned triumphantly at Sam's two fingers, which were in the form of scissors.

Sam moaned and ran a hand through her black hair. "Crap!"

Tucker noted Dora's confused look and quickly explained the rules and purpose of Rock, Paper, and Scissors. "For future reference, this is what you should use to settle disputes."

"Like now!" Sam snapped. Aragon laughed and powered up his hands with red ecto-energy.

"I don't think so. If I happen to win, you must give me your hand."

"Again with the whole marriage thing?" Sam asked in exasperation. The grey-haired ghost grinned wickedly.

"Not at all. When I say your hand, I literally mean your hand."

Sam ducked to avoid the red blasts and paled. She really needed both of her hands.

Calm down. He doesn't have his dragon amulet and you are a ghost hunter.

Sam rummaged through her skirt pockets and scowled when Aragon went to tackle her. She swung her boot up and nailed him in the face. He hurtled backwards and crashed into the throne. Sam grinned triumphantly when she pulled out the Fenton Lipstick. It was better than nothing.

"You little brat!" Aragon shouted, floating to his feet and getting ready for another blow. Sam rapidly fired the green lipstick and Aragon dodged the blasts, shooting some of his own. The Goth duck and rolled.

Tucker rifled through his backpack and sighed with relief when he pulled out the Fenton Thermos. He tossed it to Sam and she caught it. She whirled around and pointed it at the on-coming Aragon with a cruel grin. "Consider yourself royally screwed!"

Aragon swore when he was engulfed by the pulsing blue light and sucked into the silver thermos. Tucker shook his head and looked at Sam in amusement. "That was the best you could come up with?"

Sam shrugged. "I'm not good at this whole banter thing."

Dora sighed and accepted the thermos. "He will never learn that violence never solves anything. I congratulate you, Lady Samantha. And I do believe I will use your suggestion, Master Foley, on this Rock, Paper, and Scissors concept."

Dora showed them where Aragon kept his fangs, and after Sam socked Aragon's thermos once more for good measure the duo thanked Dora for her time and patience and left.

Tucker studied the heavy, bleach-white fang that was the size of his palm. The green glow of the Ghost Zone glistened off of the fang's surface. "Wow. This is pretty cool."

Sam started up the Speeder and quickly navigated it away from Dora's castle. "It's going to be a long time before I go back there."

"It's just Aragon. You took care of him easily."

"He's a creep, and he forced me into marriage once. That's not something I'm willing to forgive and forget so easily."

Tucker shook his head and slipped the fang in his backpack. "Next is two duck hearts. You know, I'm sure Amity Forest has some good-"

"We are not going hunting!"