Hey guys! I am going to say that this will probably be the last chapter for a while because I have a busy week this week. NO! This is not going to be the last chapter of the story! Just clearing that up… OK, on with the next chapter!
Disclaimer: I have never owned Danny Phantom, I do not, and I never will unless by some miracle, I do! I also do not own the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus! They are some freakishly awesome boy band who just ironically has this name!
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Back in Sam's mansion:
"Oh, where is our little Sammykins?" Sam's mother wondered, "She was supposed to be here over an hour ago!"
"Maybe she got side tracked or got detention?" Sam's grandma, Ida, suggested with a smile.
"Well, if she DID get detention, then she would have had the school call me! And also, what do you mean by 'side tracked?'" Sam's mother, Pam, raised an eye brow. Ida just smiled.
"Well, what did you used to do when you came home from school late?" Ida smirked. Pam's worried face just got even more worried.
"What?! I was with a RESPONSIBLE boy! I don't think that Sam would meet a responsible enough young man after just one day!" Pam roared.
"Well, doesn't my little granddaughter have her cell phone with her?" Ida asked. Pam smacked her forehead.
"Why didn't I think of that before?" Pam mentally scolded herself. She walked over to the phone and dialed in a few numbers. After a few moments she heard another person on the end of the line.
"Hello…" the voice said.
"Samantha! Where have you-?" but she was cut off.
"I can't come to my phone right now, so I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Leave your name and number and… umm, I guess that's it," Sam's answering machine said. Another voice soon spoke up.
"If you would like to leave a call back number, press five, or just wait for the tone." Pam waited for the tone and started tapping her foot impatiently. She finally heard a beep and then started talking.
"SAMANTHA LILITH MANSON! Where on earth have you been?! Your grandmother and I have been worried sick!" Pam roared. Ida grabbed the phone from her.
"Well, some of us have been worried 'sick' about you. I was just trying to calm Pam down and she keeps insisting that you were out with an irresponsible boy! Haha! Can you believe that? Oh well, just call us back as soon as you're done. We'll see you at dinner, honey. Bye!" Ida hung up the phone and turned to Pam. Her mouth was wide open.
"Why did you do that?" Pam asked, dumbfounded.
"She's 16, Pamela. Let her have her fun," Ida smiled and drove out of the room on her motor scooter. Pam stood there a few seconds, thinking about what her mother-in-law said. She just shook her head and went back to her cooking.
Back in Vlad's castle:
Caitlyn had been awake for some time now. Someone's phone had been ringing and it was her favorite song, Face Down, by the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. She was too weak to move, so she just laid there. Nobody else was moving. Suddenly she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Quickly, she closed her eyes and pretended that she was still knocked out. The footsteps were coming closer.
"Ah, they're all still asleep. What should I do? Am I actually having second thoughts about being evil?" Vlad asked himself out loud, thinking that they were all sleeping. He continued pacing until he heard someone cough.
'Crap!' Caitlyn thought, 'Now he probably knows that I'm awake! This can so not get any worse! Oh shit! He's right next to me…'
Indeed, Vlad was standing right above her, staring with a confused expression on his face.
'Is she awake?' Vlad thought. Not even thinking, he bent down to see her more closely. Her eyes were squinted and she was shaking. She was definitely awake. Vlad knew what to do.
'Everyone has a ticklish spot, so I just have to find it,' thought Vlad. He put his fingers into a pointing position and poked Caitlyn's side. She jumped and made a whimper sound, almost as if she was trying to stop herself from laughing. Vlad just smirked at the girl's reaction.
"Really, girl, did you honestly think that I wouldn't notice you were awake?" Vlad questioned. Caitlyn just glared at him, trying her best to hide her fear.
"Well, why were you talking to yourself if you knew I was awake?" It was Caitlyn's turn to smirk at Vlad's expression. He was turning a deep shade of red, even though his skin was a bluish greenish color. Something didn't make sense though.
"Hey, why do you have blue shin and elf ears?" Caitlyn asked. Vlad's face reddened more, but changed to an anger filled face.
"I DO NOT HAVE ELF EARS!" Vlad's face lightened up some and he put one of his hands to his ear, feeling it as if it were a new born baby's hand. Caitlyn just laughed.
"As for the blue skin, foolish girl, I am a ghost," Vlad smirked. This only made Caitlyn laugh even harder.
"A ghost? Ghosts do NOT exist, you dumb ass!" Caitlyn smirked and continued her laughing fit.
"Oh yeah? Well, we'll just see how much you're laughing when you're brain's fried!" Vlad shouted the last part and pulled out the same remote and pressed a purple button. The wall turned around and revealed a metal chair and a helmet protruding from the front of it. Caitlyn gasped.
"I didn't try it out yet, but this will surely have some good side effects if it doesn't live up to expectations," Vlad smirked and grabbed Caitlyn by the waist. He flew her over to the chair and strapped her in it. She couldn't get out of it, no matter how hard she tried. Vlad watched, a gleeful expression playing across his ace.
"You know, you're only wasting your time. This is made especially for teen brats like yourself who get involved with the wrong things. Say goodbye to your brain, umm… whatever your name is!" Vlad stuttered the last part, but quickly put on his game face when he walked over to a keypad on the wall.
"FOR THE LAST TIME, MY NAME IS CAITLYN!" Caitlyn screamed. Suddenly, the helmet started lowering itself onto her head, causing her to struggle even more. Vlad was as happy as a little school girl, until someone started talking.
"Hey! Leave her alone!" the voice shouted. Vlad turned around quickly, but only to find himself being sucked into the Fenton Thermos.
"Oh cheese logs…" Vlad muttered from inside the thermos. Caitlyn was still struggling, although the helmet stopped lowering itself. She looked up to see that it stopped moving. She sighed, but it was short lived as her sight became fuzzy, the room started spinning, and her world faded to black.
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Well, I left a big cliffhanger here! What will happen to Caitlyn? We will never know… at least until this Sunday or Monday! I got this idea while I was writing a message to ghostkidc, so I think that you should thank them for this chapter! Thanks ghostkidc! R&R please and thank you!
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