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Chapter Eight
After they got back to Amity Park, Sam and Tucker proceeded away from the school. Tucker called Jazz to ask where Danny was while Sam put on her Fenton Fones and a Fenton Wrist Ray.
"He called about ten minutes ago," Tucker informed his friend as he grabbed his own Fenton Fones and a Fenton Lipstick. "Said he was going to the mall to check a delivery."
"Box Ghost?" Sam asked as she started jogging in that direction.
"Either him or Technus," Tucker broke into a run as soon as the Fones were in his ears.
"As long as it's not Skulker," Sam muttered under her breath, "or Valerie. I'm not in the mood and we need to talk to Jazz."
Tucker skidded to a halt. Sam stopped a moment later when she realized that Tucker wasn't next to her.
"Then why don't we just catch a bus to FentonWorks?" he said. "If it's just one of them, Danny should be fine. We'll meet up at the theater in a few minutes."
Sam checked her watch. They had five minutes to get to the theater.
"Or, we could go to the theater and if Danny doesn't make it, we can see it twice," Tucker said innocently.
Sam grinned at that. "You're paying for the first round, then," she said.
"Only if you beat me there." Sam was running before Tucker finished. He sighed.
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Danny sank into a seat in Sam's basement. He'd spent the last hour chasing mindless blobs of ectoplasm that Skulker had let out as a distraction. Sam and Tucker had joined him awhile ago, Tucker muttering about an interruption of something.
"How are, Danny?" Tucker asked while Sam was upstairs, ordering food.
"I feel like something ran me over," Danny answered sarcastically, "Other than that, I'm fine."
"Well, you were run over," Tucker replied. "I didn't think Technus could use that crane."
Danny groaned and rubbed his chest, remembering the feeling of broken ribs as the metal collided with his chest. That the injury was no more was little consolation to the fact that he was still sore.
"The pizza should be here in about ten minutes," Sam announced as she joined her friends in the basement.
"I don't know if Danny can make it that long," Tucker joked, poking his best friend in the arm.
"Tucker, if you do that again, you'll find yourself a beauty queen star of YouTube," Danny threatened.
Sam laughed while Tucker 'eep'ed and scrambled away. Danny smiled and opened his eyes.
"So," he said, "what are we watching?"
When the pizza arrived ten minutes later, Danny was dozing on the couch while his best friends were just putting in a movie. Sam got the pizza while Tucker took it upon himself to make sure his ghostly friend was awake.
Sam returned to find Tucker hanging from the ceiling by a length of ectoplasmic rope and Danny sprawled across the couch. She raised an eyebrow and reached into her pocket for her phone. After taking a picture, she made her presence known. "You know, Danny, we can't watch a movie with that in the way of the screen," she said.
"He won't be watching it anyway," Tucker muttered seconds before he landed harshly on the floor. "Ow."
"Here's your pizza, Danny," Sam said, setting a medium pizza on her friend's chest.
"Where's mine?" Tucker asked.
"Here," with a look of disgust, Sam tossed a large pizza at the carnivore while keeping a small veggie pizza and salad for herself.
"Thanks Sam," Danny said before tearing open his box and grabbing a slice before shoving it into his mouth like he hadn't eaten in days. Which was actually a fair assumption.
After the movie, which Danny did fall asleep in the middle of, Sam and Tucker took him home, careful to make sure he was awake when they brought him through the front door. They then deposited him in his room and searched out Jazz. Actually, Sam put Danny in his room while Tucker dragged Jazz from the living room to her room.
"What's going on?" Jazz asked, confused.
"Well," Tucker began, "our friendly ghost boy got invited to Sky High. We wanted to talk to you about it before telling the principal our final decision."
"What? Your final decision?" If Jazz was confused before, now she was flabbergasted.
"We are Phantom's guardians," Sam said as if that explained everything. "That makes you a co-guardian and we need your advice concerning the next school year."
"Tell me everything," Jazz demanded.
Sam and Tucker told Jazz everything they could about Sky High. They left several hours later, turning down a late dinner with the Fentons. They had some sneaking, planning and plotting to do and they had to finish before the next school year started. And knowing their luck, they had better get it done early or they'd never get it done.
