Similarities Between Ghostbusters and Danny Phantom

Weird Toasters

Ghosts (big duh!)

Cheesy lines

Tech geek friend

Four guys (Danny, Sam, Tucker, Jazz)

If anybody thinks of anymore, let me know. Now on with the story.

Sam snuggled into her pillow. She actually was awake, but she didn't want to open her eyes yet. Her alarm didn't go off, so it was probably okay to sleep in for a few more minutes. And her parents weren't home, so there would be no light vs. dark debate today. Sam sighed happily and turned her head.

That was when her pillow sighed. Sam's eyes shot open and she sat up. Danny was her pillow. DANNY was her pillow. Danny was HER pillow. She stared in shock. It seemed to be the only thing she could do right now.

Danny's eyes fluttered open. He groaned and unwrapped his arms from Sam. She instantly missed his warmth, but she couldn't show it. He looked at her through squinted eyes. "Sam…" he yawned. "What's wrong?" Sam just shook her head dumbly. She tried to gracefully disembark from the couch, but her legs were caught up in Danny's and she ended up falling facedown on the floor. Danny choked slightly.

Sam shot him a look. "If you say a word, I will damage you." Danny sleepily mimed zipping his lips. He then settled back into the couch. Sam ran up the stairs and into the kitchen. Tucker was sitting on a stool next to the counter drinking a fruit smoothie. He grinned at her. Sam glared at him. "Shut up. Shut up. Don't say a word. I don't want to hear it. Do you have anymore of that? My, isn't the weather lovely. You know, -"

"So." Tucker said, smiling. "Did you have a good night's sleep?" Sam just glared at him. Tucker continued. "You know, Danny and you looked rather cozy. He even had your head Tucked under your chin. And you were smiling." If looks could kill, Tucker would be a withered husk by now. Tuck swung around in his chair. "I know. I couldn't believe it either. So, that's why I took a few pictures."

Sam's face fell. "A f…f…few?"

Tucker grinned. "Yep. About twenty. And I sent it home to my computer and saved it to the server. Once I get home, I think I'll send the pictures to a few people. You know, just for verification." Tucker raised his glass to Sam. "Cheers to the new couple."

Sam glared at him. " Danny and I are not a couple. Cut to the chase. What do you want?"

"One bacon breakfast. Here and now, for Danny and me. And you have to wear the pink checkered apron." Tucker gave her a passive look.

Sam shook her head. "You fiend! Fine, I'll make the breakfast, but I don't want to wear the pink apron. How about the blue?"

Tucker slapped the counter. "Sold to the lady in blue!" Sam walked into the pantry and got the apron off the hook. She glared at Tucker as she headed to the fridge to get the meat product. "Matches Danny's eyes, don't you think?" Tucker snickered.

Sam said, "Keep it up and the PDA will go down. I mean it."

Tucker sighed. "Fine. But only because I don't want to ruin your happy day. So," He grinned wickedly. "How many kids have you decided on?"

The oven mitt left a rather interesting bruise on his arm.

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Danny stumbled into the kitchen at nine. He had been drawn to the smell of bacon cooking lie moth to the flame. Sam was slumped on the counter. Tucker was sitting beside her devouring massive amounts of bacon. Danny looked at Sam confused and asked, "Will she be okay?"

Tucker shrugged. "Yeah. She's just getting over the fact she touched and cooked raw pig. But help yourself to the bacon. It's on the stove." Danny was happy to oblige. He brought a plate piled high over to the counter and pulled up a chair. He asked, "Why-?"

Sam shuddered. "Don't ask. You don't want to know. Just know that I did it as much for your sake as for mine." Sam pulled off the apron and walked out. "I'll be in the basketball court."

Danny looked at Tucker, baffled. "Does she do anything but play basketball?"

Tucker shrugged. "She used to not do it that much, only during times when she was really angry or upset. But she's played a lot more since you came along." Danny looked at his plate. He felt a little sad. He then pushed his plate towards Tucker and asked, "Where's the basketball court?"

Tucker gestured without looking up. "At the end of the hall. Please don't do anything that would potentially embarrass me should I walk in." Danny blushed.

Danny walked all the way down the hallway. Sam was practicing free throws in a room about the size of half a basketball court. She didn't even look up when he walked in, but started talking anyway. "Danny, we're supposed to learn more about each other. So, I'll ask a question and then you ask a question, okay?"

Danny nodded and picked up a basketball from the cart behind Sam. He took a shot and then asked. "What's your favorite color?"

Sam said, "Green. But not dark green, neon green."

Danny shrugged. "Okay. Your turn."

Sam nodded and took a shot. "What do you want to be?"

Danny dribbled. "Well, I want to be an astronaut, but I don't know if I'll ever be able to leave Amity Park. Because. Well, you know." Danny took a shot and it bounced off the rim.

Sam caught it in her left hand. "You're really stuck here, aren't you?"

Danny looked at her startled. He couldn't figure out if that was pity in her voice. "Yeah." He grabbed the ball. "Okay, what's your birthday?"

Sam laughed. "February tenth. My dad always jokes my eyes are purple because I was born in February. February's birth stone is an Amethyst." Danny gave her an odd look. "Okay, my turn. What's your favorite movie?"

"Ghostbusters II." Danny said.

Sam raised an eyebrow. "You're joking."

Danny smiled at her. "My parents have watched it so many times, I can mouth along with the words."

Sam laughed. "Okay. Your turn. Let's play knock out and make this a little more interesting. Lightning round, go!"

"Favorite kind of ice cream?" Danny asked, making the first shot.

"Cookie monster. Birth month?"

"April. Favorite season?"

"Winter. Siblings?"

"One sister. Homes?"

"New York for twelve years. Favorite Book?"

"Pure Dead Magic."

"I love that book!"

"Hated Song?"

"Lucky, by Britney Spears. Hated Band?"

"N'Sync. My sister listened to it for too long. Favorite cookie?"

"Snicker doodles. What was your most embarrassing moment?"

"Too many, I can't count. Probably when Jazz rushed into the classroom with my Journal in Seventh grade."

Sam stopped and started laughing. "I remember that. I fell out of my seat I was laughing so hard. Especially when she called you 'cutie-pie'." Swiped wiped her forehead. "Okay. I say we do a round of free throws. The first one to miss loses. Ask questions when the other is shooting."

"Fine by me."

Sam got up first. She took aim and shot. Danny asked, "Roll model?"

"My Grandma." The ball swished through the hoop. "Your turn."

"Favorite cartoon?" Sam asked.

"Spongebob. Favorite show?" Danny asked.

"Eight Simple Rules. Favorite Holiday?"

"Halloween. Always have a costume. Worst Subject?"

"Science." Sam grinned wickedly. "Boxers or briefs?"

Amazingly, Danny's shot went in. He turned to Sam. "That was evil. I'll say boxers, but you are seriously perverted for even asking that. Your turn."

Sam took up the shot. Danny grinned and said, "Will you be my girlfriend?"

The ball sailed out of Sam's hands and over the backboard of the net. She turned slowly and asked, "What did you say?"

Danny shouted. "I win!"

Sam marched over to him. "What did you say?"

Danny blushed and grinned. "It doesn't matter. I beat you at basketball. Ha Ha!" Danny started running down the hall.

Sam yelled. "Danny, get back here!" She raced down the hallway after him. She managed to jump on top of him, tackling him to the ground on the shag carpet. She had him pinned, face up and she wasn't letting him go. "Now." She said. "What did you say?"

Danny squirmed and wouldn't look her in the eyes. "It really doesn't matter. It was just a joke." Sam looked him in the eyes and tried to see if he was being serious or not. Their faces were getting closer and closer when-

They heard the click and bing of a picture being taken on a PDA. "Man, guys. At least wait until you're alone in the house. And I thought I told you not to do anything embarrassing. Ah, well. Some more photos for evaluation." Tucker walked out of the room.

Danny and Sam turned back to each other. Danny said, "You catch him. I'll break his PDA."

Sam nodded. And they both took off after their friend.