A/N: A Secret Santa gift for Ladyleceaction on tumblr.

One Winter's Date

"Danny come on, it's not that hard!"

"Speak for yourself, Sam," Danny muttered as his feet steadily slid apart. FLOP and he was slowly sliding along the ice on his back.

Amity Park's indoor ice rink was a massive conglomeration of families and friends falling on their faces. Hockey players gossiped in a corner as they watched chunks of their precious arena fly through the air. Parents dragged children with tears pouring down their faces around the slab and best friends laughed as they tripped and fell into each other.

Danny had never been ice skating in his life. He'd put the skates on his feet and had instantaneously fallen over. Sam laughed so hard she almost couldn't walk to the ice.

"We're not even at the hard part yet!" she'd laughed as Danny clutched her arm for support. Sam was a natural. She could skate five circles around the rink before Danny had even made it around half.

"It's just like rollerblading, Danny. 'Put one foot in front of the other and soon you'll be walkin' cross the floor!'" she'd quoted at him.

But that bit of advice hadn't helped either. The ice was cold, almost colder than he was, and slick and more often than not Danny felt his feet slide out from under his body. Next thing he knew he was backpedaling like a character in an old Disney cartoon before he dropped on his butt.

Finally, Sam decided she'd better to help him out. She grabbed his hands and gently pulled him to his feet.

"Funny how you can shoot ice out of your hands but can't make one lap around the rink," Sam snickered in Danny's ear.

"Shut up," he muttered. Suddenly he was losing his balance again and he fell forward to give Sam a hug.

She laughed heartily. "I like this. We should come here on a date more often," she said as Danny gently pushed himself upright.

Danny shook his head and tried to ignore the feeling of blood rushing to his cheeks. "You just like to see me fall on my butt," he muttered into her ear before pecking her on the cheek. "Can you actually help me now?"

Sam smiled and took him by his hands. "Here," Sam smoothly skid out in front of him. "Keep your weight forward and your feet straight, like railroad tracks. There you go. Now gently start to shift your weight between your feet. Uh-huh, like that. Now while your weight's on your left foot push to the side with your right like this." Sam demonstrated backwards and Danny mimicked without falling.

"You've got it! Now just keep shifting and remember to lean forward a bit." Sam let go of one hand to move to Danny's right side.

"I think I can get this," Danny muttered through a jaw clenched from concentration. He stood up slightly and it threw his feet off balance. Next thing he knew he had suddenly made a sharp left turn. His hand was ripped from Sam's and he was facing an onset of oncoming traffic. Danny squawked and threw his arms up to protect his face. The mob split around him like he was Moses parting the Red Sea.

"Watch where you're going!" One agitated father cried and then they were gone.

Danny dropped his hands and smiled at Sam who was laughing by the wall of the rink.

"How was that? I even managed to stay on my feet this-"

But Sam never found out what Danny would have said next. One minute he was smiling cockily the next he was lying on the ice. On top of him was a small child with awe written all over his face.

"Whoa, there tiger," a mom materialized to pluck the child from Danny's chest. "Sorry about that he doesn't quite know what he's doing yet."

Danny laughed and Sam skated over to say, "That makes two of them. Here." She reached a hand out for Danny.

"Wait," the mom said. Danny, now on his feet, gave Sam an 'Uh-oh' look. "Aren't you Daniel Fenton?"

Danny raised a hand to rub the back of his neck anxiously. "It's Danny actually," he corrected.

The five-year-old at her feet gasped. "You're Danny Phantom!?" he cried at the top of his lungs. The near by families turned their heads to see what the commotion was about. Thankfully the rink was noisy and only people within a five-foot radius heard the child's cry. Danny was at a loss for words so Sam stepped in to save him.

"Sorry, wrong place, wrong face, wrong time," she interjected. "You want some snacks, Danny?" Without waiting for an answer Sam grabbed Danny's hand and gently pulled him away.

"I wish it would snow," Sam sighed. The sky had darkened to night. The last light of the sun disappeared behind tall buildings an hour ago. Chilly breezes blew down the street making Sam press closer to Danny. For weeks now the air had been lingering around 40 degrees, too warm to snow but too cold to enjoy being outside.

"I know right?" Danny agreed. "It's not Christmas without snow."

Sam nodded and snuggled closer to Danny. They were nearing her street. Soon their little date would be over. As they turned the corner Sam said, "I had a lot of fun tonight Danny. I think this is the best last day of Hanukkah I've had so far."

They slowed to a stop just before the stairs that lead to her front door.

"I'm glad. It was a great night," Danny smiled down at his girlfriend who had wrapped her arms around his torso.

"You know my mom's probably watching us through the kitchen window, right?" Sam asked into his chest. Danny glanced up at the mansion in time to see a curtain fall into place. He smirked.

"I wouldn't expect any less of her," Danny said before leaning back and kissing Sam on the mouth. He felt her smile before kissing him back. After a minute or so she pulled away.

"Good night, Danny. Merry Christmas," Sam smiled before turning to walk up her stairs.

"G'night Sam! Happy Hanukkah," he called after her a goofy smile spread across his face. "Who knows, it might finally snow tonight!" Sam glanced at the sky hopefully.

"Maybe," she smiled at him before ducking inside her house.

Danny stood at the bottom of the steps for a few more seconds before muttering, "You want snow huh?" Danny smiled mischievously at the sky.

"How was your date, Sammy?" Pamela's soprano caught up to Sam before she'd even made it halfway across the entryway. Sam sighed and turned to face her parents. They were sitting in a front living room that branched off of the entryway. Jeremy placed his new kindle in his lap to take a quick drink of tea. Pamela was sitting in a chair discreetly placed by a window. A novel lay on the table between the pair.

They were trying their best to accept her relationship with Danny. So far it was going fairly well. Pamela was making it with only one or two passive aggressive comments a month.

"It was great," Sam replied. She leaned casually against the doorway.

"Where'd you go?" Jeremy asked as he set his mug down.

"We just went ice skating and grabbed dinner at Nasty Burger afterwards." Simple and sweet, Sam added in her mind.

"What did you-"

"Is that snow?" Jeremy suddenly interrupted. Pamela spun in her seat and Sam craned her neck to gawk out the window.

"The forecast said to expect clear sky until January," Jeremy said, awe colored his voice.

Big fluffy white flakes gracefully floated down outside the window. Something about the snow seemed off. Why was it only floating around their house?

"Uh, I'm kinda tired guys. I think I'm gonna take a nap or something." Sam ducked out of the room ignoring what her parents called after her. She ran up the stairs physically forcing herself to not take more than one at a time.

She burst into her room and gently shut the door behind her. She dumped her coat and purse on the bed before running to the window and throwing it open. Across the roof was a pure white blanket of freshly fallen snow. "Happy Hanukkah Sam!" was scrawled in the powder in blocky handwriting.

"Boo!" A face suddenly dropped into view making Sam jump. Danny's white hair swayed in a cold breeze as he smiled her favorite crocked smile. He floated just outside her window admiring his handiwork.

"What did you do?" Sam cried. She was staring at the roof in wonder. The flakes had slowed to a stop and the collected snow was already starting to melt.

"You said you wanted snow so I figured why not? Besides, it's not Christmas, or Hanukkah, without snow!"

Sam threw her arms around Danny's neck, catching him by surprise they almost fell into the snow. "Whoa!" he caught her around the waist and pulled her into a hug. They floated up and Sam saw that the snow was almost completely gone.

Shaking her head Sam scolded Danny saying, "You're crazy Fenton. Absolutely nuts."

Danny smirked at her and said, "Maybe but you're the one who has to deal with me."

Sam shook her head and pulled him into one last Hanukkah kiss.

"Thank you."

A/N: It might feel rushed because I was rushing to get this done XD I wanted to get it to her before midnight last night & I made it with ten minutes to spare!

Happy Holidays everybody! I hope your day/s went well if they already passed & I hope they go well in the future.

I've got more one shots planned so keep an eye out for them over the break.

Imma go play a new DS game now. Happy New Year!

Until next time, GeekyZelda