Posted On: August, 16

Fc: Ya known since this is before PP, I'd like to point out Vlad is not going to being all to important to the plot as of now. And WHY do they name everything so Cornie-ly!? I AM the Queen of Cornyness but Come on!
Fern: That's not a word….
Faia: I don't think she cares…
Fc: -continues rant.- I mean seriously…. Disateroid? Lake Eerie? The BOO-merang? Sign them up for Avatar! I heard they're looking for Sokka understudies… Has this world no Creativity anymore? –folds arms and pouts-
Fern: She's getting moody, Never let her write any more cliffhangers…
Faia: Hear, hear!
Fc: -scowling- Are you two talking about me?
Fern and Faia: Uh… No!

Just a quick note, this one jumps around like crazy… You have been forewarned.

Disclaimer: I own my ancient Toshiba laptop, on which I diligently type this fic. Danny and friends belong to Butch…

Second Chance
Eye of the Beholder

First PoV
My ears flicked slightly as Sam mumbled to herself. I really was trying hard to nap, and my sensitive ears picked up her every word, sound etc. Seriously! Have YOU ever tried to sleep with constant clicking, and tapping sounds? I think not. Okay, mini rant over.

So, I've been living with Sam for maybe five weeks now. It's sometime in October… and it's getting cooler and the trees changed their colors and scents. In fact, I've learned how to tell one scent from the next. Like the plants in Sam's greenhouse. Each one has a unique scent. It's actually really cool when you think about it. I really like being in the greenhouse with Sam. It's warm and the plants are fun the prowl through. Sam thinks it's really cute and likes to take picture of me being a goof.

Now that I remember, Sam also took up a new hobby. Photography. She's really good too. Her favorite subjects are her plants and me. I don't mind it really. I guess not caring comes with being a cat. And don't start to think I'm losing my humanity, Earth to Reader… No longer Human! Wait, what reader? I'm just talking to myself… Why do I keep doing this? SAM! I'M GOING CRAZY!!! That's it, No more catnip before naps.

So anyway, before I started to go off into a tangent, Sam's clicking sounds woke me up. I had a small, surprised gasp. I lifted my head up slightly, decided I didn't care and laid back down. Okay, I care about 33 percent. Not enough for my attention span.

I made a feeble attempt to nap more but instead I uncurled myself, yawned and stretched. Now sitting upright, I realized Sam was staring at me as if I grew two head, which I only did ONCE! Simple mistake really. Anyway, she appeared to be in deep thought.
"Mow?"

Switch First PoV
I gazed at him. It couldn't be him, it just couldn't be Danny. He… he would've said something earlier or made it obvious… "Danny? Is- is that you?" I asked tentatively.

Switch First PoV
I cocked my head, how had she…Then I realized that I sent the Email this morning. You see what happens when you leave the computer on during the day when no one is home? AND there's a literate cat who was once human and died and never confessed his love? Yep, I typed with a pencil… and it took a good amount of practice.

Third PoV
Sam leaned back into her desk chair and sank into it. "I'm losing my mind… I think my dead best friend is my cat… My parents are SO going to make me see a shrink. Come on Sam pull it together…"

The little cat looked up at her, icy blue meeting soft lavender. "I don't think you're crazy…"

…That's when Sam fainted.

Fc: Who saw this coming? Come on who? Raise your HANDS!!!!
Fern: I believe you scared them off… again…
Faia: Can I Push the Rev…
Fernclaw and Fern: NO!
Faia: sheesh.. you don't have to yell..
Fc: N'OTHER CLIFFIE! WHOOT!

Now push the button. I refuse to update until we hit 60 reviews…
or until I get really bored while watching Animal Planet. Whichever comes first.