Sometime later...
"Danny!" called Maddie as the the sound of approaching footsteps made their way to Danny's door.
The halfa paused his game fast and looked to Ember before saying, "Oh no...! If she sees you...!"
"Calm down," said the pop princess not worried. "I'm a ghost remember?"
The ghostly diva turned invisible and so did her guitar plus the book she was holding.
"Right... forgot about that."
Then the doorknob twisted and the door came open to reveal his mother with an umbrella in hand.
"Your father and I have some business to take care of," said Maddie. "I don't know when we'll be back so it's your job to watch the house. No parties or friends over ok?"
"Seriously, mom?" replied Danny. "Who would throw a party while its raining?"
"Ok. Just checking."
She turned her attention to the plate on his bed which had a half eaten sandwich on it and then to the one on the floor with a small portion of a sandwich on it.
"Is someone else up here?"
"What?" asked the halfa. "No... why?"
"Are you sure?"
"Um... yeah."
"Then whose bag is that?" asked Maddie pointing to the black bag on the floor with the long straps and a golden star on the side.
"Oh... that's mine."
"I don't recall you having a bag like that..." said the Fenton Matriarch squinting her eyes at the bag in thought.
"It's um... brand new. It was a gift from... Sam. Yeah Sam."
"Ok... well you have fun sweety and remember not to..."
"Turn on the Ghost Portal. I got it."
She waved goodbye and closed the door behind her. As soon as the sound of her footsteps were well off, Ember turned visible and watched him slump down to the floor with a sigh.
"That was close..."
"You suck at lying dipstick," commented the pop princess.
"Its a good thing my parents aren't too bright huh?"
"The understatement of the year."
"Well at least I don't have to worry about anyone else barging in unexpectedly."
The halfa proceeded to pick up his controller and play Green Undead Remission again.
"So the house is free and clear?" asked Ember.
"Yep," answered Danny.
"Good."
Ember jumped up off the bed and readied her guitar.
"Uh... what are you doing?" questioned the teen hero.
"About to practice the song I wrote," responded the flame haired ghost. "Couldn't do it earlier because of obvious reasons."
"Must you?"
"Unless you want me to occupy my free time by kicking your butt then yeah."
Looking at her like she was insane, Danny asked, "So its either violence or music?"
"Take your pick babypop. Either way is fine by me."
The halfa teen let out an exasperated sigh and tossed a hand up lazily giving her the signal before saying, "You win. Music it is."
Ember smirked proudly and from there she carried out her jamming practice after moving to the side. To Danny's surprise, she wasn't loud or annoying. It was more heartfelt and longing than anything else. She used the same verses from earlier that he heard her singing but it was different. The guitar in combination with the lyrics was on a whole different level. All of a sudden, Danny sniffed and Ember heard it before stopping.
"What was that?" asked Ember.
"What was what?" asked Danny back.
She looked to Danny who seemed to be paying attention to the TV screen.
"(Must have been a figment of my imagination.)" thought the pop princess.
After that thought and a shrug, she continued her song. Halfway through it, Danny choked a little and Ember stopped again.
"Was that you?"
"Was what me?" asked the halfa.
"That noise just now."
"Sorry, I don't what you're talking about."
She eyed him skeptically and said, "Ok..."
Without taking her eyes off him, the pop princess started the song over and watched the ghost boy. When she was almost finished, the ghost boy choked up and sniffed. Right then, Ember stopped.
"I knew it! You were making noises! And don't try to deny it because I was watching you the whole time!"
"You caught me," admitted the teen hero before sniffing again as the controller in his hand dropped to the floor along with a single teardrop. "No use in trying to... to..."
Danny's head fell between his legs and he sniffed once more.
"...lie...!"
The halfa closed his eyes tight trying to fight back the tears.
"What's wrong with you?" asked Ember.
"It's nothing you should... worry about," said Danny. "It's my problem not... yours."
The ghostly diva's face hardened and she demanded, "If you're going to cry while I'm practicing then it is my problem so spill it."
"We're enemies. It wouldn't be right if I... HEY!?"
The ghostly diva came over and lifted him up by the shirt with one hand before tossing him onto the bed. Staring him directly in the eyes, she threatened, "Tell me now or else I'll make you with some mind control."
Staring back at her in shock for a few seconds, Danny eventually conceded and said, "Ok, I'll talk. Sam... broke up with me."
"You mean that goth chick you hang around?"
Danny nodded solemnly.
"(Had a feeling those two would end up together.) When did that happen? The breakup I mean."
"Remember when you followed me to Clockwork's place?"
"Don't remind me," said the pop princess folding her arms now feeling annoyed.
"Well it happened earlier that day right after school was over."
"You seemed fine last time I checked and up til this point so what gives? Why the sudden waterworks now?"
"I was fine but that song of yours... it reminded me of the times we spent together... and how I... we..."
Danny looked down from Ember without finishing. Then the flame haired ghost placed a hand on her hip as she thought, "(Who would have thought all it took to bring dipstick down was a breakup and a song.)"
"But nevermind that," said the halfa wiping his eyes dry before looking at her confidently with a smile. "You keep practicing. Don't stop on my account."
"Are you sure? I don't want to hear you crying like a little girl again. Not unless I'm blasting you into the next century."
"I'm sure," chuckled Danny.
Ember pointed with two of her fingers to her eyes and directed those fingers to him as she warned, "Alright, but I'm keeping my eye on you babypop."
Danny placed his hands flat against his cheeks and replied dramatically, "Oh no! I'm so scared!"
The flame haired diva rolled her eyes and then started practicing once more. This time around, the halfa kept his word like he said he would.
