YAHOO! I made it to past 100 reviews. Screw "Calling All Angels", thank you guys for making this my most successful piece of fanfiction! But sadly, this is the 3rd to last chapter. So, I'll try and make them as good and long as possible. One more note, I dedicate this chapter to all the people who dies in the September 11 attacks. God Bless Them. Also, one more note, Crazy Danny makes his second, and last, appearance in this chapter. ENJOY!
P.S. This is the most CONFUSING chapter in the story. So read it slowly.
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Chapter 7
Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas

(Danny's POV)

We were driving across a desert landscape. There appeared to be a lot of deserts. And it was once again, very hot.

"There's enough sweat on me to fill up a watercooler" I said.

"Flattering comment" Sam said.

"How come you're not sweating?" I asked. "You've got paler skin than I have. Is that your natural skin color?"

Sam shoved me again.

"Yes it is" she said, smirking. "Plus, I've been through deserts like this many times"

"Like when?" I asked.

"Like when our family took a trip to Iraq in 2000" she said. "If only we knew what was gonna happen…"

"Yeah" I said, making the "Holy Trinity" on my chest. "Poor people"

"Religious freak" Sam said.

"Again with the religion jokes" I said. "You know, I've got a bunch of Jew-jokes up my sleeve"

Sam slapped me on the back of the head.

"That was mean, Danny" she said.

"I'm sorry, Sam" I said. Really, I was sorry. She could take the quips and comments at school, but Jew cracks really pissed her off. "Forgive me?"

"I'm not sure" Sam said, in mock disappointment.

"Please?" I said, pouting.

"Nope, not gonna work" Sam said.

I stopped the car.

"You're gonna regret that" I said, evilly.

"Danny, I don't like that look you're giving me" Sam said.

And then I attacked.

I started tickling her, and she squirmed like crazy.

"S-stop it Danny" Sam laughed out. "Quit it!"

"Not until you forgive me" I said, still tickling.

This went on for about another minute until…

Our heads got closer and closer to each other until our lips met with each other.

My eyes widened for a while as well as hers. But after a second or two, our eyes closed and we relaxed against each other.

This lasted for about a minute or two until we pulled back, with shocked and embarrassed looks on our faces.

"I…uh…" I started.

"Yeah….um" Sam said.

"No words needed?" I asked.

"Yeah" Sam said. "Um…so where are we?"

"En route to Las Vegas" I said. "Home of hookers, drug dealers, lying, and deceit. Basically people living out the American dream, one slot at a time"

From then on then it became hotter and hotter. I guess what they say is right; the road to heaven really IS paved with hell.

As the heat got worse, so did my sight. My vision got blurred and warped until I could barley see my hand right in front of my face. But I recognized the road, so I kept going.

Well, this went on for about an hour when I saw something fly across the sky.

"Oh no" I whispered.

I looked over at Sam, sleeping peacefully with a gentle smile on her face. I smiled a little. She didn't even make anything out of the kiss that happened earlier. She didn't say anything or beat me up after. I wonder…

"SCREEECH!"

I looked up. And there they were.

Bats.

"Not again" I said quietly.

I felt my head twitch uncontrollably a number of times. I felt my voice babble and change and deepen.

"C-can't breathe" I said a little louder. Sam still didn't wake up. And it was true it was getting harder to breathe and my sight didn't get any better. Until, then everything went black.

I was gone.

Who was I now?

(Crazy Danny's POV)

We were somewhere near Barstow when the heat became to take hold of me. I remember saying to Sam as she woke up: "I feel a little lightheaded, maybe you should drive"

Luckily, the girl had her driver's license, and was a pretty good driver. Aw hell, she was a better one than me. So, I pulled over and we switched seats. A minute later, we were en route again to Las Vegas.

Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and apparently, I was the only one who could hear it, seeing that Sam didn't stir as she drove and sang along with Danny Elfman crooning to "Nothing To Fear"

I looked up.

And the sky was filled with these black, flying, creatures. Huge bats were flying all around us, swooping and screeching all around the car.

And I heard a voice, could've been my own, scream: "Holy Jesus! What are these Goddamn animals?"

"What are you talking about?' Sam asked.

"The bats" I said, pointing.

"Oh, God" Sam complained. "Not again. Here, drink a soda and cool down, Danny. We'll be in Vegas before you know it."

No point mentioning those bats, the poor girl would see them soon enough.

Sam handed me a Mountain Dew and I started to drink.

We had two giant 12 packs of various sodas, 8 bags of chips, Cheetos, Oreos, and pretzels. We used to have two bags of grass, five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered acid, a salt shaker half filled with cocaine, a whole slew of multicolored uppers, downers, screamers, and laughers.

Not that we needed the latter stuff for the trip. Sam and I discovered that stuff under the seats and in the glove compartment about 2 weeks ago. We dumped it discreetly in the Grand Canyon.

But the one thing that worried me the most was the Jolt cola. I bought it near a college campus. Poor frat boys needed this shit to stay up late for their exams. Back in the 80's however, this was actually a very popular soft drink. But bear this in mind my friends; there is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a teenager in the depths of a Jot cola binge. And I knew that we'd be getting into that rotten stuff very soon.

I saw the sign, that one sign that every traveler looks for when he's in the state I'm in.

"Welcome To Las Vegas"

By this time, the bats were gone, and it was nightfall. The past two hours were a complete blur. I looked over at Sam who was still driving. My vision became clearer, I cooled down, and I was back to reality.

(Normal Danny's POV)

"Sam" I said.

"Oh, good. You're awake" Sam said.

"Was I sleeping?" I asked.

"On my lap, yes"

I blushed. No wonder I couldn't remember anything, I was asleep on the lap of an angel.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"Sin City" Sam said.

I looked up and saw bright lights, the Stardust hotel sign, the giant moving cowboy statue thingy.

We were indeed in Las Vegas.

"Wow" I said. "This place looks awesome"

"Yeah" Sam said. "Let's park somewhere and check it out"

"Let me drive!" I whined.

"Baby" Sam said. "Ok, you can drive"

We switched sides as I got into the drivers seat and went off again. But as I drove, something was nagging in the back of my mind.

(Crazy Danny's POV)

Here we were; the city of sin, Las Vegas. The ultimate party town.

Sooner or later, I think about 10 minutes after my normal side started driving again, I took over again. Sam didn't seem to notice. And she's the smart one?

"What names are we gonna live under?" Sam asked.

"Huh?" I asked.

"We don't want anyone to come after us if we get into trouble" Sam said. "So, pick a name."

I thought about this for a few seconds.

"Raoul Duke" I said. "I've always liked that name"

"Ok, Mr. Duke" Sam said, laughing. "And I'll be…Paulina Sanchez"

I laughed.

"I had a feeling you were gonna go there" I said. "Ok, Paulina"

We both laughed. I laughed half because the situation was funny, and the other half being that I had absolutely no idea what was going on.

I blacked out again, my vision becoming worse by the minute. This time it was the cold getting to me. The thing that gets on my nerves about deserts was that it was blistering hot and humid during the day. But In the evening, it was freezing. And cold gets to someone's mind worse than heat could ever hope to try.

I saw Sam take a blanket out of the back of the car and wrap it around herself. She was still shivering. I felt bad for her. Even though I couldn't feel anything, being that my sense of reality went out the window a long time ago. I motioned over to myself, telling her to come close to warm up.

She scooted over to me, blanket still wrapped tight around herself, and I wrapped my free arm under the blanket and around her waist. She looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back.

She fell asleep again on my shoulder. Girl couldn't stay awake one second to save her life. I then found the perfect place to park.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" the doorman said in front of the door of the casino we were at. "You can't park here"

"Why?" I asked. "Isn't this a reasonable place to park?"

"Reasonable place? You're on a Goddamn sidewalk!"

I looked down at the velvet ropes I had ran over.

"So I am" I said. "I'll drive around"

I drove around to the parking lot as my vision got back to normal.

(Normal Danny's POV)

"What the hell's happening to me?" I asked Sam once she woke up. We were inside of the casino restaurant.

"I don't know" Sam said. "My guess is that all of this travel and heat and cold is driving you crazy."

"But it's only been happening today when things happened" I said. I started to babble. "The bats, the cold, me parking on the sidewalk"

Sam started to get worried. She grabbed my hand and started rubbing it.

"Oh man" Sam said. "You really are feeling weird, huh?"

"Yeah" I said. "I'm kind of scared"

Sam looked around. She then smiled at me.

"Danny, I think we need to go to bed" She said to me. "You need to rest, just what you need to straighten things out"

I sighed.

"You know what, Sam?" I asked. "You're right. Come on, let's go"

I took her hand gently and held it firmly in my own. She smiled as I smiled back.

We paid the tab and walked outside to the car, hand in hand.

I offered to drive, but Sam turned it down. She got into the drivers seat and we were off, searching for a hotel. Lucky for us, this was Vegas, and Vegas had all the best hotels at extremely low prices. (A/N: SHAMELESS PLUG!)

Sam and I got changed into our pajamas. I playfully tried to sneak a peek into the bathroom whilst Sam was changing. The next thing I knew, I got a nose full of door.

"Pervert" Sam said, after slamming said door in my face.

A few minutes later, we found ourselves in the bed, her head resting on my chest. I smiled as I dozed off. But this didn't last long.

Say hello, insanity.

(Crazy Danny's POV)

Finally, I was free. During my normal side's sleep, I plotted my real escape to take over my counterpart's body. And now it worked. Joining the amount of heat in the bedroom already, with Sam's heat mixing with my own, Danny went so insane during his 45 minute snooze that the heat took over his body.

Now the fun would begin.

I snuggled out of Sam's embrace and replaced myself with a pillow, slipping it under Sam's arms. She girl didn't even stir for a second. I walked over to my suitcase, looking for a wardrobe. I picked out a long black jacket, some black boots, and my aviator sunglasses I got from Wal-Mart. I put on this white hat I found under the bed and made my way downstairs to the car.

With my wallet in my ass pocket in my jeans, I felt lucky as I walked through the brightly lit casino. What to try first? I closed my eyes and pointed to the first thing in front of me.

Crap.

Actually, craps.

I made my way to the craps table and placed a bet.

"42, red" I said, going with my lucky number.

I placed the bet, and the guy at the counter spun the wheel that spun like a flower of joy.

"42, red!" the crap guy said.

"Snoogans" I muttered happily.

And this went on for about 3 hours. I sat there, playing the slots, and yes, drinking. It felt great. I didn't know about my physical side though.

"BARRRRRFFFF!" I heard my human side say once yakking into the toilet.

Now that I was drunk, I didn't know what to do or what NOT to do. I just ran around making a pass at every girl that looked to be my age and playing slots.

And I kept doing this until I heard a voice yell at me.

"DANNY FENTON!" I heard a woman behind me yell. I turned around and met cheek first into Sam's hand.

"What the hell do you think you're doing out here?" she asked me.

Of course, being drunk, I spoke words that I didn't think straight forward the first time.

"Hey, baby" I slurred. "Why you gotta be like that?"

Sam grabbed me by the hand and dragged me out of the casino as I waved goodbye to my new "friends".

"See ya, Harold" I said to Frank. "Adios, Jimmy" I said to Paul.

Sam dragged me all the way to the car. She slammed on the gas and we were off like a rocket. She dragged me all the way up into the room, slamming the door.

"Do you know how worried you made me?" she yelled at me. "I kept calling your cell phone, and calling and calling and calling, but I got no answer. I looked around the whole hotel for you! And you know where I found you? In the casino, drunk off your ass, gambling, you jerk!"

"You know you're cute when you're angry" I slurred.

"You know what, Danny?" Sam asked. "You can just take me home tomorrow, because if you don't even care about me to just call and tell me where you're going, then I guess I wont talk to you anymore!"

That straightened me right the fuck out.

(Normal, sober, Danny's POV)

"Sam…" I said. "I…"

"Don't even, Danny" she said. "There's the couch. Good night!"

She crawled into bed and clicked off the light, leaving me sitting on the couch, alone.

"What just happened?" I asked.

Wow, this had to be the longest chapter for a story I've ever made. You guy's better like this! Read and review please!
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