Hey, hey, hey! Happy V-Day everyone! Here's a little something for you.

Fentons:

Elsa and Danny walked up the steps of Fenton Works. "Okay," Danny breathed, "Before you meet my family, there are some things you should know. One-"

"Oh, Danny stop it," Elsa cut him off, "It's just dinner."

"Yeah, but-"

"No 'buts' mister. I've been looking forward to meeting them all week," she smiled. He blinked back at her, obviously surprised, "Uh, okay then." He opened the door for her and they both stepped inside.

"Danny? Is that you?" Maddie Fenton peeked out from the kitchen. Her face lit up when she noted the girl standing next to her son. She quickly wiped her hands around the pink and white apron that was tied around her blue jumpsuit. She hurried out to the pair that stood at the front door, "You must be Elsa. It's so nice to finally meet you."

"You too, Mrs. Fenton," Elsa smiled. "Maddie!" Jack called as he came up the stairs from the lab, "Who's at the door? Is it Danny's girlf-" The man stopped when he emerged in the family room. A big goofy grin that kinda reminded Elsa of Danny spread across his face as he elbowed Maddie playfully, "Hey, hey! You sure this one is with our boy?"

"Dad," Danny groaned. Elsa had to stifle a small laugh behind her hand at Danny's expense. "Aw, I'm just messing with ya Danny… Hey! Wanna see the new super cool invention I just made?" Jack asked Elsa.

"Well, I-"

"Great!" he cut her off as he gently led her to the lab. Danny just groaned in frustration, "I specifically remember telling Dad not to show her anything from the lab."

Jazz laughed as she came down the stairs, "What? You thought he would remember?" Maddie smiled at the two a little, "Now kids, your father can get a bit excited at times but he means well," she stopped before looking at Danny, slightly worried, "But, um… you might want to go check on them." Danny's eyes widened as he dashed down the stairs to the lab.

"I call it the Fenton Phantom Foamer!" Jack exclaimed as he held up a gun that shot out ectoplasmic foam, "This baby traps ghosts in a ghost-prof foam." Just as he finished explaining, his thumb accidently pressed something, shooting some foam at Elsa's shoes.

Danny gripped his hair in frustration as he watched the whole thing from the stairs. Jack began to blubber apologies but Elsa stopped him with a smile, "It's okay Mr. Fenton, really. It was an accident."

Jack nodded, "I'll-uh… I'll go put this away."

As Jack walked off to the weapons vault, Danny retrieved a towel from a drawer in a lab table. He moved towards Elsa. "Here," he patted the linoleum counter, "I'll help you with that." Elsa shrugged and hopped up to sit on the counter. "Where'd you get the towel?" she asked.

"This happens more than you think," he answered as he kneeled down and began wiping away the foam that was on her feet. Once he finished, he heard Elsa softly coo, "Danny~"

He looked up at her. "Stop making that face," she scolded him playfully, "They're just shoes." He sighed as he stood up and threw the towel in a nearby trash bin. She got off the counter, wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. His brows unfurrowed and the corners of his lips tugged up a bit at the action. He took her hand and guided her upstairs.

Once they reached the kitchen, they were met with a Maddie, apron now gone, with a green and silver metal staff. "Hi-ya!" she struck down a fast moving object. It didn't take long for the two to recognized it as the roast chicken that was meant to be dinner. The poultry growled and launched itself at Maddie. She was quick to react, swinging at it like a baseball and sending into the wall, successfully smashing it. There were a few moments where Maddie just stood there and panted before she turned to the couple, "So… who wants pizza?"

Danny sighed as he dumped the paper plates and other trash into the trashcan. Once he was finished, he felt two arms wind around his shoulders. "What's wrong Danny?" Elsa asked gently. He let out another sigh, "This dinner was a disaster."

"Well, there were no unwanted ectoplasmic guests so… that's a plus."

"The chicken did try to eat my mom."

"Nevertheless," Elsa hugged him tighter, "I had fun tonight. Your family is wonderful." He turned to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, comfortable since they were the only two in the kitchen, "You're one of the first to think that."

"Even so," she leaned in and touched her nose to his, "You're too cute to pass up just because your dad got foam on my shoes."

He smiled at her and tilted his head to give her a gentle kiss, not knowing they had an audience. His family watched from the family room before Maddie broke the silence and called, "Elsa! Look what I found! Photo albums!"

Danny pulled away from the kiss with wide eyes, subconsciously tightening his arms around her, "Oh god…" Elsa's face lit up, "Oh no you don't. I have been waiting all night to see your baby pictures and I will not let you stop me." She twisted her way out of his arms before she headed for the family room.

"Coming!"

Winters:

"Okay Fenton, you've looked evil in the face and defeated it time and again. You can do this."

Knock Knock!

The door to the Winters's house open to reveal Elsa, who immediately broke into a smile when she saw him, "Danny, come in." He stepped into the house and was greeted with a small kiss on the cheek. "Relax," she whispered to him playfully. When she pulled away he gave her a look.

"Danny! Danny!"

Danny turned to see a head of bright red hair running up to him. "Hey, Anna," he smiled. Anna beamed back up at him, holding onto his hand while she jumped up and down, blabbering on about something from school. Danny felt himself relax as he smiled down at Elsa's sister. He doesn't know why he was so nervous. He has faced terrifying enemies on countless occasions but the idea of meeting his girlfriend's family scared him more than anything.

"Papa," Elsa called to the man who had just emerged from the kitchen, "This is Daniel Fenton," she turned to him, "Danny, this is my father."

Danny gulped as he looked up at the man who now seemed twice as imitating.

Well, here we go...