My Danny and Me
Rated PG for some mild language.
Sorry for being so slow at updating, and thanks for reading.
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom or any of the characters from the show. Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon do.
Ghostie Five: It's Official, Sam.
-RING! RING!-
"Hello?"
"-breathing-...."
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
"....."
"Stupid...freak..."
Lauren hung up her phone, annoyed. She lied down on her bed and looked at the stuff on her nightstand next to her bed, with a glowing lava lamp and a picture of her best friends, Sam, Tucker, and Danny. She looked most lovingly at the image of Danny, him standing next to her in the picture with his hand on her shoulder. She hadn't heard from any of them all week, and jumped every time a phone rang. She tried calling, but no one seemed to be home at all. Even if it was Spring Break, they should've been home, because they had all planned to spend the week at the beach at Sam's beach house in California.
Where are you guys? Man, this vacation sucks! she thought to herself angerily. How much worse could it get?
She heard her dad's footsteps pounding up the stairs and towards her room, and she turned around quickly and looked to her door.
"Lauren, you have someone at the door for you." he said plainly.
Lauren jumped up. "I do? Who is it?"
Her dad had a regretful look on his face. "It's that boy...Danny or something..."
She knew good and well that her dad didn't approve of her dating, being with a boy, or even talking to a boy, because he was extremely overprotective.
Carefully and modestly, she tried not to show her excitement and thanked him. He closed her door with a loud thud as she looked at herself in the mirror nervousely.
Oh God...my hair is so crappy.... she looked at herself, finding any little imperfection to be disgusting.
She left her room and hurried downstairs, and Danny was standing in the entryway of her house looking a bit pale.
She turned slightly red at the look of him, he was so handsome. "Hey Danny!" She thought about hugging him, but her dad was in the next room over watching them both like a hawk.
"Hey Lo..." he smiled at her. She looked so sweet in her little skirt and her light blonde hair flying everywhere, little wisps of baby curls in her eyes.
Her dad coughed loudly. "Oh, hello Mr. ..." Danny said quickly, trying to be as polite as he could. Her dad nodded his approval and Danny turned back to Lauren.
"I haven't heard from you guys all week, I was trying to reach all of you but..." Lauren tried to say, but Danny chimed in. "I know, I'm sorry...and....there's something I've been needing to tell you." He dropped his voice lower when he said this, so that her parents wouldn't think that something was up.
Lauren looked at him questionably, and they walked quietly upstairs to her room where they could talk in private. Danny tried to close the door, but Lauren left it open because she knew better. Her father would probably storm up there and accuse them of kissing or something redicilous of that sort. Lauren sat on her spinning desk chair, and Danny on the floor in front of her so that he was looking up at her.
"Ok..." he started, hesitating. Lauren looked at him anxiousely, thinking to herself.
Is he....going to ask me out?
Danny continued, his voice a bit stronger. "If you believe me or not, that's not the point."
...probably not...
"Lauren...do you believe in ghosts?"
She raised an eyebrow at him, her expression a bit annoyed. "...I haven't really seen one...why?"
What the hell is he playing at? Ghosts??
"Well...." Danny pulled out a shiny metal thermos and unscrewed the cap on it, then pressed a green button on it. A large, blue colored thing came out of it like steam and formed into what had to be a large man with overalls and a hat.
"MUHAHAHAHAHA! The Box Ghost cannot be kept in the barriers of the cylindrical container, it is too weak to contain my cube-loving powers! Err...well..." said the annoying voice coming from the now floating man. He scratched his head, trying to think of something else to say that would be impressive...about boxes. This was definately not normal to Lauren.
Lauren stepped back, stepping all the way back into her pink-painted walls, staring up at it. Danny rolled his eyes, and stared up at the Box Ghost.
"Ah ha! It is you again boy! You will never be able to contain me in your cylindrical..."
"Like I haven't heard that before...58 times now..." Danny stated plainly, sounding more bored than scared. Lauren's mouth was hanging open and she stared at Danny. He looked to her. "This is a ghost...a rather annoying one."
"....g-ghost?" she choked, sounding frightfully on the verge of screaming. She didn't know what to think, to be scared or be baffled, or just laugh up at it.
"Yeah. I'm a ghost too...well, half ghost actually."
"I knew it! Halfa-Boy! You shall..." began the ghost, but Danny shut it up before he could say no more. He opened up the thermos again, and sucked the ghost back in while it was trying to talk. He was so busy with his box puns that he didn't notice anything. Danny looked back at Lauren, who seemed to have gone quite pale. Danny, on the other hand, now looked much more confident.
"W-what's that?" Lauren asked shakily, pointing to the thermos.
"Oh this?" asked Danny, holding it up. "This is the Fenton Thermos which I keep the ghosts I capture in. My parents invented it...they make a lot of ghost-related things, being inventors and all..." Danny smiled at her.
"How....are you...a ghost?" she looked at him again, almost like she wanted to cry or something.
"Well...it's like this..."
He explained everything to her in detail, and she soon had gotten to the point where she sat on her bed and listened to him without shaking.
"And Sam and Tuck have known this since you got your powers?"
So this is why I've been left out so many times...and probably why no one called me this week... Lauren thought to herself quickly, still listening intently to Danny's explanation.
"Yeah...I knew I could trust you earlier on, but I was afraid that you'd think I was a freak or something....and.."
"Of course not! Your powers are awesome! I've always sorta had a belief in the paranormal, but now I know for sure...I'm not really that scared anymore."
Danny breathed a deep sigh of relief. Thank you...thank you! He thought happily, looking up at the celing, as if prasing some higher power.
Lauren looked closely at him, then asked, "Can you change into a ghost for me?" The whole thing sounded strange.
Danny looked at her door and looked back her her nervousely. "What if your parents..."
Lauren closed her door and looked back at him. "It'll be ok!" She smiled at him, looking very excited indeed.
"Ok...Going Ghost!"
Miraculously, before her eyes, Danny changed from top to bottom, his jet black hair turned to a snowy white, his brillant blue eyes a glowing green, and his t-shirt and jeans into a cool black-and-white bodysuit. She opened her mouth in awe, and he looked to her for approval.
"So, what do you think?"
Her eyes lit up and she gave him the brightest smile she could muster. "AWESOME!"
He grinned. "Better change back though, before someone comes in and flips..."
"Wait!" she stopped him.
She went right up to him and lightly touched his arm, then his hair, and she stared into his eyes. "You're so...amazing."
He smiled at her, looking back at her pretty face, her dark green eyes shining, a sweet grin in place.
"So are you."
He lightly brushed her face with his gloved hand and she fell into his arms, she couldn't resist. He held her closely, their faces seeming to close in on each other, and he felt a pair of soft lips lightly over his.
The door flew open....but no one was there.
"Lauren? Where are you?" It was her dad.
Danny, just on time, had gone intangible, with her in his arms. They wouldn't be seen. Lauren trembled in his arms, but he put a finger to her lips for her to be quiet until her father left. He rushed past them, looking into her walk-in closet, but he didn't find anyone there either.
Where are they? I'm gonna kill them if I catch something...that boy better know how to run faster than I can drive...so freaking dead...
He left, closing the door again, and Danny looked to make sure he was gone for good. They both reappeared again in the same exact spot they were before, still locked in each other's arms. Lauren breathed heavily, so afraid that her father would've caught them.
"What did you do?"
"We went intangible so we couldn't be seen..."
She finally gave him a kiss, a quick one, on his lips, and backed away a little.
"You just came to tell me that?" she was still smiling.
Danny was very red, and it truly was his first kiss...from a girl he liked. He remembed kissing Sam back in fourth grade when "Spin the Bottle" was huge, and even if it was a cheek kiss, he didn't feel anything special like he did when Lauren touched him.
"Well...I'm definately glad that you took it so well."
Lauren grinned even more.
"But...I was wondering if...umm..."
She came up to him again, slowly, and kissed him again. "Of course, Danny."
How'd she know? Oh well...good enough for me...
She seemed calm, but she was screaming in joy on the inside.
"Would you change back...to your normal-self?"
"Oh...sure...good idea..."
He did, and was given yet another kiss, though this one seemed better than the other two, at least to him.
"No...not much different...but I did feel a little tingle when you were a ghost." Lauren brushed crimson.
Danny laughed to himself. I can't believe she said that! ...I can't even believe this is happening! YES!
He stopped suddenly, looking at his watch. "Oh crap...I gotta get home..."
She looked a bit disappointed, but she understood. "You better hurry."
He granted her one last kiss, quickly, and turned ghost again. She looked at him strangely.
"It's faster this way...I can fly home."
"Ok...see you later."
He smiled at her one last time and disappeared straight through her walls to the outside. He had never felt so good, the wind flying through his hair, and the girl he liked had said yes and accepted him as a ghost. But how am I going to tell Tuck and Sam? Oh well...
Lauren went downstairs with a huge grin on her face.
"Where'd your friend go?" her dad asked suspiciousely.
"Oh, he went home."
"What? I didn't see him leave! When? Where?"
"Oh, you must not've paid attention...just through the window, a few minutes ago..."
"Right...and I supposed he flew home..."
"Exactly."
His expression was priceless, but her life?
Nothing could be better.
Ok, I'm going to put up Ghostie Six right after this. Thanks for your reviews, everyone!