AN: Sorry for the long wait! I had some serious writer's block but now I'm back and have a ton of ideas for future chapters that I'm sure y'all will enjoy. Without further ado, here's chapter 8!
8. Insist the Mayor and His Cat Make the Perfect Couple
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or any of the other characters mentioned in this fic. That right belongs to Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon.
Valentine's Day was just a matter of days away and I found myself single yet again. Despite saving the town on a regular basis, not that I ever got any credit for it, I remained dateless which greatly detracted from the appeal of having superpowers. While I didn't act on the role of Danny Phantom just to get girls, it would have been nice for it to get me one or two. She didn't even have to be Paulina, but that would have super awesome if it did.
Since I found myself alone, I did what any pining bachelor did. I pranked someone I detested, hoping that seeing him just as miserable as me would make me feel even slightly better. Deciding I would need some assistance, I shared this idea with Tucker and Sam. They had mixed opinions on the idea.
"I don't know, Danny, that sounds kind of mean," Sam starts in an anxious tone before adding, "Besides, I thought the three of us could all go the movies together instead. I'll even buy the tickets; my treat."
Shaking his head, Tucker disagrees. "There's not anything good out anyways, Sam. You'd be wasting your money. I think we should prank someone. That sounds fun."
"Exactly, Tuck!" I exclaim, glad he was taking my side on this. "And it's not like we're pranking just anybody, either."
"Is it Dash? Are we crashing his date with some plastic, manufactured cheerleader?" Sam inquires, a hint of a smile on her face.
I shake my head, smirking then. "Nope. This is going to be even better than pranking Dash."
"Better than pranking Dash? You don't mean the whole football team?" Tucker asks, barely able to conceal his excitement anymore.
I shake my head again, grinning hugely. "No, man. Even better."
By this point, they had both quit guessing. I could tell by the look in their eyes that they were ready to know my plan and were going to follow along just to see it through.
Readjusting the strap on my bag, I finally tell them, "C'mon. We need to get to my room. I'm going to need my computer for this one. And do either of you have a camera?"
A few hours later the prank was finished. Sitting back in my chair, I smirked hugely as Sam and Tucker cackled behind me.
Wiping a tear out of the corner of his eye, Tucker manages to cry out, "This is hilarious! The look on his face when he sees this. . . he's going to kill you, Danny!"
Holding her side as she tried to stifle her laughter, Sam adds, "Seriously, Danny, you're going to pay for this one! But at the same time, we've already invested too much into this. Just go for it."
"That was the idea, Sam," I tell her, swiveling around in my chair. "Besides, you guys worry too much. There's nothing he can throw at me that I can't handle. This is just a harmless prank and there's no real way to know I did it."
"Hate to break it to you, Danny, but he's gonna know it was you. Besides, you signed your name at the bottom there." Sam points to the bottom of the screen where Danny had indeed typed his name.
"Nice call, Sam," I tell her as I erase my name. If he still managed to trace this back to me, I would have to live with the consequences.
Leaning back and stretching slightly, I point out, "Now this is officially the perfect prank."
"He is going to freak when he sees this," Tucker says happily.
"We'll be able to hear him from the mayor's office!" Sam says as I send the prank. I couldn't wait for his reaction.
Vlad had left his home in a bathrobe, his hair neatly pulled back and his beloved cat Maddie tucked under his arm. Giving her a gentle scratch behind the ears, he bends down to pick up the morning paper. Upon reading the headline, he blanches.
Mayor of Amity Park, Vlad Masters, Involved in a Scandal with a Woman Named Maddie
Dropping his cat on the floor, Vlad quickly unfolds the paper and begins to read,
And no, that woman is not Maddie Fenton, happily married to Jack Fenton and mother of two. Those two are so cute together and will not be splitting up anytime soon. Or ever. Because they're married. And have been for a long time. Happy Valentine's Day you crazy kids. Vlad Masters, our not so beloved mayor, is having an affair with a different Maddie. Maddie Masters, his cat. Even before his mayoral career began, these two have lived alone together. What goes on behind those walls at night? A steamy romance? A hot date? Who's to say that's not the case? And with it being Valentine's Day, it's anyone's guess as to how they're spending it together. We'll be keeping a close eye on these two and make sure to update our faithful readers should anything new come to light.
His eyes glowing red with anger, Vlad is quick to tear the paper to shreds. His chest heaving, he barely has time to register his action when a team of reporters pulls up on his lawn. Scrambling, he scoops up his cat before retreating into his house, vowing vengeance on whoever wrote that story.
"Guys, it's on!" Sam shouts from the couch, turning the volume of the tv up.
Tucker and I enter the room just as the reporter on the news concludes, "The Mayor refuses to come out of his house for an interview but it's just a matter of time before his next press conference where we will get the full story. This has been Casper Smith, you're friendly neighborhood reporter, signing off."
"That's gotta be the best prank yet!" Tucker exclaims, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye.
"I'd give anything to see the look on Vlad's face when he read that article!" Sam agrees with a laugh.
Joining in on the laughter, I point out, "It's not like it's the last prank we're gonna pull on him. Besides, I'm sure he's going to figure out it was me and make sure he pays me back for doing this."
So yeah, I was still dateless on Valentine's Day but overall, it was definitely a day to remember.
