AN: Hey peoples! This has been co-written by one of my best buds, Haley! She's like, a total FOP fan and a MEGA Danny/Sam shipper. Trust me, it's NOT A MARY SUE. I REPEAT, NOT A MARY SUE. It's different, I PROMISE. Read the summary below!

Summary: When Danny, his family, and Sam go to Dimmsdale to visit Jack and Maddie's old friends, the Turners, Timmy, who was being a little butt, decided to stir up a little mischief. (dramatic music). Meanwhile, Vicky's crushing hard on Danny and Danny…well…I'll wait for you to read the whole story!

Okay. Starts from Danny's P.O.V!

Oh, and here are the ages:

Danny: 15

Sam:15

Vicky: 17

Timmy: 11 or 12…hmm…

Tootie: 11 or 12…We're not sure how old she is…

Danny's POV…

Great, yet another trip to Dimmsdale, the lamest city on the face of the earth. Mom and Dad decided to visit their old friends the Turners and their stupid son, Timmy. Mom constantly makes me play with him even though we're 4 years apart. He's really strange.

Luckily, Mom said that I could bring Sam or Tucker along. Tucker had to go to his grandmother's house for some party, so only Sam is coming. I'm sort of nervous that it's only her because…well…ever since the whole make-out thing and the Ember situation, I've paid much more attention to her and realized…my God…how hot she is…It's insane. I haven't told Tucker because he'd blab it instantly.

Anyways, we're just in the Fenton Assault Vehicle (AN: Or whatever you call it). Sam fell asleep a while ago. I don't see how she could, with my dad blabbering on about ghosts and what not. Finally, we're here. I'm so bored.

"Hey Sam, we're here…" I gently tapped her on the shoulder.

"Hm? Oh…great." She opened up the door and got out. She stretched up to the sky, revealing pale skin under her "Happy Bunny" tee shirt and above her jeans. I stepped out behind her and got my bags from the back.

"This is going to be so lame. We have to play with Timmy and his stupid baby-sitter." I rolled my eyes as we walked up to the front door.

"Why is his babysitter going to be here if we're here?" Sam asked.

"I don't know…I guess they don't trust us." The door opened and Timmy's dad was at the door.

"Hello everyone! Come on in!" We walked in. Timmy's mom was sitting on the couch next to Timmy and a girl who I assumed to be his babysitter. She stared at me intensely.

"Hello Daniel! Who is this?" Timmy's mom (AN: Who I'll call Tina for now. I'm too lazy to type out Timmy's mom every time.).

"Oh, this is my best friend Sam." Sam shook hands with Tina.

"I almost forgot! This is Timmy's babysitter, Vicky." Howls of wolves and lightning sounded from out of nowhere. I looked at her and she blushed.

"Hi." I said.

"Um…hi there Daniel." Vicky said.

"Call me Danny."

"Alright…" Timmy gave Vicky a strange look, as did Sam.

"Okay, I'll let all of you talk. Would you like some coffee Maddie, Jack?" Tina led them into the kitchen as mom and dad followed. I sighed and sat on the couch. Sam plopped down next to me.

"So Vicky, what do you do around here for fun?" Sam asked.

"Oh…go to the mall and stuff…but I don't have a boyfriend even though I'm the um…most popular girl in school."

"But you don't have any friends!" Timmy exclaimed.

"Shut up twerp!" She elbowed him in the side. Vicky smiled again.

"Ugh…popularity…" Sam rolled her eyes and pulled her legs up into a cross legged position.

"What's so wrong with it?" Uh-oh, here come the sparks.

"Everyone who's popular is as shallow as a puddle."

"Well, maybe because other people do the deep thinking for them because they're too busy making other people feel better with their good looks!"

"Psh, making them feel better? Are you insane?!" Sam stood up and clenched her fists.

"Sam, um could you please relax?" Sam sat back down reluctantly. If looks could kill, Vicky would be dead and buried.

"Yeah…um…well…" I tried to start a conversation.

"So Danny, do you have a girlfriend?" Vicky asked. Sam raised her eyebrow. Vicky could be a little bit more subtle.

"Um…no…" I should have said yes! I mean, if she wasn't ugly as sin, then maybe I'd go out with her. But that's a big maybe.

"Oh, great…I know that you don't have a boyfriend Samantha…Sam is short for Samantha isn't it?" Vicky spat out nastily.

"Yes. It is. Just call me Sam. And no, I don't have a boyfriend. It's not the biggest tragedy on earth." Sam clenched her jaw and gave Vicky the evil eye. Vicky returned it.

I've got a bad feeling about these two.

AN: Woo hoo! First chapter! It doesn't have much Timmy or Cosmo (I love him! He's so cute!) or Wanda yet, but the next chapter, it's gonna be all about him…well, possibly. Timmy may seem out of character because…I don't know…just deal with it…This might not be updated for a long while because of my new job! And sorry it's so incredibly short. Now be a doll and review for me without flames!