I realized after writing the first sentence of this that I'm going on a plane in 9 hrs…
Wow.
On the airplane, Danny had the window seat, Sam was in the center, and Tucker was in the aisle.
They were flying to Washington, D.C.; the flight would be about three to four hours. They had time to kill.
Tucker went to flirt with girls, while Sam and Danny were left alone. Or, rather, as alone as you can get in a confined space with your siblings behind you, your bunkmates in front of you, and all of your "biggest fans" watching your every move, as if stalking prey.
Yeah.
It was a bit like the bus ride, but totally new faces were present. Danny had to admit; it was kind of scary having completely random people freak out every time you look at them. These fan girls were the definitions of annoying.
Danny basically stared out the window the whole ride, contemplating what he would be able to do to Sam after they got off.
Having a girlfriend was awesome.
Just a filler-chapter so that I can FINALLY do the other scenes… WHY DO THEY HAVE TO GO TO DC FIRST? WHY COULDN'T IT BE NEW YORK?
Oh yeah. Blame geography.
Duh.