I feel terrible for not updating!
"What do you call a platypus in the Arctic?" asked Tucker.
"Cold?" said Sam tiredly.
"No! Lost!" guffawed Tucker, laughing as if he'd made the funniest joke in the world. Not.
Danny walked up, tired from a night of ghost hunting and studying for the pop quiz Lancer was sure to spring on them. "Whatcha doing?" he yawned.
"Hey Danny, what do you call a platypus in the Arctic?" joked Tucker. Lost, Sam mouthed at Danny where Tucker couldn't see. Sure, it was cheating-but Tucker was being too annoying for Sam to bother with rules.
"Lost?" Danny answered.
"Not even close!" snorted Tucker. "It's COLD!"
Sam rolled her eyes exasperatedly. "I think it's time, Danny."
"Time for what?" queried Tucker. "More jokes?"
Shaking his head, Danny smiled in spite of his weariness. "It's definitely time."
"Seriously guys-time for what?" Tucker was getting nervous now.
"I got the duct tape," said Danny.
"And I've got superglue," smirked Sam. Slowly Tucker began to back away. When he was a couple of meters from Danny and Sam, he turned and ran.
"He thinks that will save him?" Danny shook his head. "Going ghost!" The ghostly ectoplasmic rings slid up Danny's body as he morphed into Danny Phantom. Speeding after Tucker, it was all too easy for Danny to catch up. Showing off, Danny flew laying on his back as if he was sleeping.
When he saw Danny flying right next to him Tucker tried speeding up. Unfortunately for him, we all know how out of shape Tucker is. Danny actually yawned as he glided next to Tucker.
"Dude, I thought you'd said you'd stop showing off!" panted Tucker. Blushing, Danny glanced back at Sam. Smirking, Tucker for some (idiotic) reason stopped running to laugh. "See, see, I knew you liked each other!" Quick as a flash, Danny was on him with the duct tape, Sam right behind him super gluing everything together.
"You'll have a hard time telling jokes in THAT!" Sam and Danny said in unison, sharing a small blushy moment in their triumph.
... Yeah. Expect updates soon.