After days of writer's block and 2 days of our computer being down...I'M BACK!!!! And...I FINALLY KNOW HOW TO PUT STUFF IN ITALICS!!!! YAY!!!!
WormmonABC: Oops. My bad. Thanks for telling me!
PSDog: I got the idea from a diary of a Native American.
Architect04: Pats on the back are just as good as a $100 bill. :)
Danny's girl: Thank you! (gets out glass of milk)
Phoenix: Okay, okay! Here we go...
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Recap
"I'm going into the Ghost Portal. TONIGHT."
End Recap
"WHAT'D YOU MEAN THE GHOST PORTAL'S BROKEN???" Danny hollered at his dad, who, unfortunately, was the one who broke the bad news to Danny.
"Whoa, Danny!" Mr. Fenton said, alarmed. "No need to get upset! It'll be up 'n running by tomorrow. Why are you so tense about it?"
"Nothing...it's nothing..." he mumbled as he trudged upstairs. When he got to his room, he sat on his bed and put his forehead in his hands.
"AGH!" he cried out in frustration. Breathing heavily, he got up off of his bed and paced back and forth across his room.
What am I going to do now? he thought. Cassie, this would be a really good time to give me some advice!
Nothing happened. He groaned in frustration. Suddenly, there was a knock at his door. "Danny?" Sam said, cracking open the door. Danny saw that Tucker was behind her.
"Yah?" Danny replied, sounding exhausted.
"Danny, why are you so...upset about Skulker stealing that necklace?" Sam asked, walking toward him, Tuck following.
"It's...complicated," Danny replied.
"Oh, c'mon, Danny! That's the oldest excuse in the book," Tucker said. "What's up?" Danny sighed.
"You're not going to believe me."
"Danny, before you started to fight ghosts with your powers, I was 100 percent sure that there was no such thing as ghosts," Sam said, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sure we will believe you."
Danny seemed reluctant for a minute, but retold the accounts of the evening in the basement with Cassie's ghost anyway. When he finished, Sam and Tucker just stood there, dazed. Danny was expecting this.
"So, like I said...I need Cassie's necklace or she'll be a ghost forever."
"Wait a second," Tucker said. "Cassie told you that you and her parents need to be in her room..."
"She said that that everything including her friendship toward me and the love to her parents needs to be in the room," Danny answered.
"Yah, but why not Tucker and I, too?" Sam asked.
"She's right. Why just you...?" Tucker said.
Suddenly, a look of realization crossed on both Tuck and Sam's faces. They looked knowingly at each other.
"Did she...hesitate when she said 'friendship'?" Sam asked Danny, a sly smile playing on her lips. Danny thought for a moment, confused. Then his eyes widened in alarm.
"She likes you!" Tucker and Sam said at the same time, smiling victoriously.
"What?!" Danny exclaimed. "No, we're just friends...well, I'm trying to bring her to life, but it's just because she's my friend, okay?"
Sam raised her eyebrow distrustfully, putting her hands on her hips.
"You like her, too, Danny," Sam said. "And you know it, don't you?"
"N-no!" he said, raising his hands defensively. "I don't like her like that! She's just my friend!"
"Don't try to fool yourself, Danny," Tucker said.
"Wha...? No...I can't...It's just...I'm not..." Danny faltered. His shoulders slumped in defeat. "O-Okay...so maybe I do like her..."
"I knew it!" Tucker said triumphantly, pumping his arm in the air in victory.
"Shut up, Tuck," Danny told him half-heartedly. He had realized that he felt the same way for her in his heart ever since her death, but his mind refused to believe it. But now that the secret was out, it was kind of bittersweet. Cassie's necklace was gone, so now the only time for at least trying to track Skulker was tomorrow...Thursday.
No hope for that, he thought miserably. Skulker could be anywhere in the Ghost World by then.
"So, why aren't you in the Ghost World searching for the necklace now?" Tucker asked, jerking Danny out of his reverie.
"It's busted," Danny replied in a monotone. "Even if my dad is starting to fix it now, it might not be done in days. It's hopeless."
"Are you sure?" Sam said. "I mean...yah, your dad is clueless sometimes, but he's pretty good with this ghost stuff." "I guess," Danny said, shrugging.
"You know, why don't we talk about this more tomorrow?" Tucker said. "I'm dead beat."
"You're right," Sam replied. "'Night, Danny."
"Bye," he answered as they walked out the door. When Sam was about to close the door behind her, she turned back.
"Don't beat yourself up about this, okay?" she said gravely.
"Right."
Sam looked at him doubtfully, but closed the door anyway.
"Yah, right," he muttered to himself. "What does she know? It is my fault, after all."
WormmonABC: Oops. My bad. Thanks for telling me!
PSDog: I got the idea from a diary of a Native American.
Architect04: Pats on the back are just as good as a $100 bill. :)
Danny's girl: Thank you! (gets out glass of milk)
Phoenix: Okay, okay! Here we go...
(((((((-)))))))
Recap
"I'm going into the Ghost Portal. TONIGHT."
End Recap
"WHAT'D YOU MEAN THE GHOST PORTAL'S BROKEN???" Danny hollered at his dad, who, unfortunately, was the one who broke the bad news to Danny.
"Whoa, Danny!" Mr. Fenton said, alarmed. "No need to get upset! It'll be up 'n running by tomorrow. Why are you so tense about it?"
"Nothing...it's nothing..." he mumbled as he trudged upstairs. When he got to his room, he sat on his bed and put his forehead in his hands.
"AGH!" he cried out in frustration. Breathing heavily, he got up off of his bed and paced back and forth across his room.
What am I going to do now? he thought. Cassie, this would be a really good time to give me some advice!
Nothing happened. He groaned in frustration. Suddenly, there was a knock at his door. "Danny?" Sam said, cracking open the door. Danny saw that Tucker was behind her.
"Yah?" Danny replied, sounding exhausted.
"Danny, why are you so...upset about Skulker stealing that necklace?" Sam asked, walking toward him, Tuck following.
"It's...complicated," Danny replied.
"Oh, c'mon, Danny! That's the oldest excuse in the book," Tucker said. "What's up?" Danny sighed.
"You're not going to believe me."
"Danny, before you started to fight ghosts with your powers, I was 100 percent sure that there was no such thing as ghosts," Sam said, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sure we will believe you."
Danny seemed reluctant for a minute, but retold the accounts of the evening in the basement with Cassie's ghost anyway. When he finished, Sam and Tucker just stood there, dazed. Danny was expecting this.
"So, like I said...I need Cassie's necklace or she'll be a ghost forever."
"Wait a second," Tucker said. "Cassie told you that you and her parents need to be in her room..."
"She said that that everything including her friendship toward me and the love to her parents needs to be in the room," Danny answered.
"Yah, but why not Tucker and I, too?" Sam asked.
"She's right. Why just you...?" Tucker said.
Suddenly, a look of realization crossed on both Tuck and Sam's faces. They looked knowingly at each other.
"Did she...hesitate when she said 'friendship'?" Sam asked Danny, a sly smile playing on her lips. Danny thought for a moment, confused. Then his eyes widened in alarm.
"She likes you!" Tucker and Sam said at the same time, smiling victoriously.
"What?!" Danny exclaimed. "No, we're just friends...well, I'm trying to bring her to life, but it's just because she's my friend, okay?"
Sam raised her eyebrow distrustfully, putting her hands on her hips.
"You like her, too, Danny," Sam said. "And you know it, don't you?"
"N-no!" he said, raising his hands defensively. "I don't like her like that! She's just my friend!"
"Don't try to fool yourself, Danny," Tucker said.
"Wha...? No...I can't...It's just...I'm not..." Danny faltered. His shoulders slumped in defeat. "O-Okay...so maybe I do like her..."
"I knew it!" Tucker said triumphantly, pumping his arm in the air in victory.
"Shut up, Tuck," Danny told him half-heartedly. He had realized that he felt the same way for her in his heart ever since her death, but his mind refused to believe it. But now that the secret was out, it was kind of bittersweet. Cassie's necklace was gone, so now the only time for at least trying to track Skulker was tomorrow...Thursday.
No hope for that, he thought miserably. Skulker could be anywhere in the Ghost World by then.
"So, why aren't you in the Ghost World searching for the necklace now?" Tucker asked, jerking Danny out of his reverie.
"It's busted," Danny replied in a monotone. "Even if my dad is starting to fix it now, it might not be done in days. It's hopeless."
"Are you sure?" Sam said. "I mean...yah, your dad is clueless sometimes, but he's pretty good with this ghost stuff." "I guess," Danny said, shrugging.
"You know, why don't we talk about this more tomorrow?" Tucker said. "I'm dead beat."
"You're right," Sam replied. "'Night, Danny."
"Bye," he answered as they walked out the door. When Sam was about to close the door behind her, she turned back.
"Don't beat yourself up about this, okay?" she said gravely.
"Right."
Sam looked at him doubtfully, but closed the door anyway.
"Yah, right," he muttered to himself. "What does she know? It is my fault, after all."