WARNING! This chapter may be a little dirty!

More humorous (in my opinion) than dirty!

Anywho, enjoyz! sorriez for the long wait :\

Danny awoke that morning and rolled over to face Sam. He propped himself up on an elbow and smiled. She was so beautiful. He leaned down and kissed her temple. That obviously disturbed her because she rolled and her eyelids fluttered from the eye movement beneath them. Eventually, they opened to reveal soft, violet eyes trying to adjust to the light. She smiled back at Danny when she realized he was looking at her. "Hi," she whispered.

"Hi," he whispered back.

"I feel like I'm covered in whale pee," she said.

Danny laughed. "Oh, do you now? Is that a funnier way of saying, 'I went to Sea World yesterday, got splashed by Shamu, and didn't shower last night'?"

"Yeah, something like that. I really need to shower," she said as she scratched her head to prove her point.

"All right," Danny said. "Do you think the shower's big enough for two?"

A bright red blush appeared on Sam's face. "Danny!" she screamed as she hit his chest. Danny couldn't help but laugh. Sam rolled out of bed and started towards the bathroom. Halfway there, she stopped and looked over her shoulder. "You comin'?"

Danny blushed this time. "Uhh...yeah. Yeah, totally." He followed her into the bathroom where they began to come undone. Sam got in the shower first, absorbing all the warm water. When Danny got in, he was hoping Sam would move so he could warm up.

She just stared at him blankly. "What?"

Danny put his hands on the upper part of his arms when he said, "Can I have some warm water?"

"Maybe," Sam said.

"'Maybe' doesn't cut it," he said.

"Sure it does."

"Nope. It doesn't!"

"Okay, so, what are you gonna do about it?"

"This." He picked her up by the waist and she screamed as she tried to fight his grip. He was extra careful not to drop her since she was wet, naked, and wiggling. "Ahh," Danny sighed when he finally got in the water.

"That's not fair!" she whined.

"Aww, man! I should've used my ghost powers! Why didn't I think about that before?" he thought aloud.

"Danny!"

"What? You had it for plenty of time! Why not wash your hair or something? It's wet enough!"

She reached to feel his head so she could use that excuse on him. "Yeah! So is yours! Now, move!" she said, trying to squeeze between him and the wall.

"Fine," Danny huffed as he moved out of the way. He was about to grab the shampoo when Sam beat him to it. "No. No! You get one or the other, Missy! Give me the shampoo or else.

"Or else what?" she tempted.

He wiggled his eyebrows once and lifted her up and moved her to the other side of the water. She screamed, "N-n-n-n-no! No!" and just flat out yelled but that hadn't stopped Danny.

"Ha! I win! Now, wash your hair there," he smirked.

"But that's not fair!" she complained again.

"We've been through this!"

"Fine. But I bet I can wash my hair faster than you!" she challenged.

"Oh, it's on!" he accepted. "And...go!" He started to count and in four seconds, she was done. "Not bad," he said. "Just not good enough."

"Oh, we'll see about that," she said as she tried again to get in the water.

"Time me."

"All right...go!"

Three seconds later, Danny screamed, "Done!"

"Five seconds."

"What? No, it wasn't!" he defended. "I counted too! And I got three!"

"Well, then you count slow."

"Can I rinse my hair?"

"Not until you say I won."

"Never!"

"Fine. Then I guess you'll freeze." She shrugged.

"No I'm not." He had just put his hands around her waist for the third time and was going to move her again when he slipped and made both of them fall down, causing a loud ruckus. Sam screamed but then burst out laughing at Danny's facial expression.

In the next few minutes, they began to calm down and had a slight make-out session. Then Sam heard a knock on the door. She cursed under her breath and Danny asked what the matter was. "I think I heard a knock on the door," she said.

"It was probably nothing," he assured, then began to kiss her again.

Sam heard another knock, this time, louder and harsher. "Maybe not..." Danny said.

"I'll get it, don't worry," she said as she slipped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself. She rang out her hair quickly in the sink then went to answer the door. "May I help you?" she asked politely.

The short, pudgy man said, "I have had several complaints about noise coming from this room and was told to take care of it."

"Who's the nub?" Danny asked when he came up behind Sam.

She elbowed him hard in the stomach. "The 'nub' is the manager of this hotel," said the man.

"We're sorry, sir. W-we'll try and be quieter, okay?" Sam said.

The manager glared at Danny and he just smiled mischievously. "Fine," he said harshly.

Sam smiled and nodded, gesturing him to leave. When the door was finally shut, she turned to Danny, "'Who's the nub'? Really, Danny, really?"

"What? He looked like one!" he defended.

"Yeah, but you had to say it to his face?"

"Hey, I'm just glad he was most likely gay, since he didn't think twice about you being in a towel."

Sam blushed furiously and hit him in the stomach again. He couldn't stop laughing, though. "You're as bad as Tucker, sometimes, if not worse!"

thats how im gonna end it :\

again i'm really sorry it took me so long to update this.

ive been CRAZY busy! ill try and update sooner next time ;)

but for now, love you guys!

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xxxSam