Candy- Sorry about the cussing..hee hee. Anyways, I've got to update this chapter and I swear there is Sam x Danny in this. Ha ha!
But first, I have to answer your questions and go a little crazy...
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Well, answering all of you has taken up a lot. Haha. But no problem. Well, I'll just keep on going with this story so I can...go on. Ha...
Chapter 7:
Mr. Lancer grabbed them by their coats and yanked them through the opening of the wooden door. "Where is Danny?" He said, pulling Sam higher above the ground.
"Maybe she could say if you weren't choking her." Danny said defensively. But Mr. Lancer ignored Danny, thinking he was Dash. Needing the last person to the office for this to work.
A rustle in the corner, not to mention the slight cough, made Lancer spin around, darting down the steps and peaked behind several wooden boxes. "You kids, stay up there!" He yelled at the others, pinned to the wall.
"Fenton!" He yelledpushing a cardboard box over from the floor.
Another scuffed cough.
Over by the right side of the corner, a cardboard box tumbled over it self and two glowing green eyes peaked from the darkness.
A shiver ran down Mr. Lancer's spine as he sharpened his back and peered into the darkness. "Fenton?"
He peeked his head in the darkness and caught glimpse of white hair and green eyes. A cough and another voice, besides the moans of the others at the top of the steps. "Uh...boo?"
He
scuttled across the dirty cement and yelled loud into the air. "What,
w-what the hell?"
He gulped and rubbed his scrapped shoulder
and knees. "Inviso-bil?"
Dash stared at himself, seeing nothing but Danny's regular clothes. He yanked a hair out from his scalp. Black hair. A whip of broken glass lay shattered on the floor below him. Peering into it, he saw the same blue eyes. "No, Danny." He said, leaning out of the dark.
"It's Danny..." He muttered to himself, as he felt a sly hand around his wrist and yanking him up the stairs.
"Classical!" Dash yelled, tossing his arms up in the air as they skimmed into the principle's office. Mr. Lancer had him and Danny around the collar with one hand and Tucker and Sam closely to his body by another arm. He eyed them as he pushed them by their backs into the room watching Principle Ishyama eye him quickly and motion with her eyes a signal for the door.
Gruffly, Lancer obliged, taking his suitcase with him as he moaned something under his breath about placement. It wasn't that he disliked the principle at the moment, Lancer was a man of punishment and wanted it to be done his way. He left anyway, scuffing his feet disappointed and a little confused to what the kids did in the first place...
"Mr. Lancer phoned me today, children," The principle noted, her eyes darting to notes she'd been taking earlier.
Dash rolled his eyes, being here times before, he'd known why she begun this way, guilt. The big trip that others tried to make you take, but you always came back hating it.
Danny, squished in Dash's body, stayed pinned to the back of the wooden chair. He'd been in this office a few times; skipping class with Sam for the Circus Gothica and starting the food fight in the lunch room.
Good times, good times...
"Do you all know why you're here?" She said again, still eying at the notes on her desk.
"Because we pulled a prank?" Tucker said, still not fully clued in onto what the story was.
She nodded.
Sam sighed, "About Public Enemy #?"
Sam scuffed in her chair, moving uncomfortably.
"And do you know why that is bad?" The principle noted again.
Nobody responded, they stared at their feet, pretending to be lost in thought. Except for Dash, who face was upright and staring at the front of principle Ishyama's face. She slowly looked up and eyed him.
"Fenton, what are you staring at?" She said, eying his expression.
Dash moved a little, remembering he was still in Danny's body. But he quickly forgot, staring into the principle's face.
"Gosh! How stupid can you get?" He said, wrinkling his nose with a frown.
"Excuse me, Mr. Fenton?" She said, the papers dropped on her desk, unfiling.
Dash got up, raising his arm high and tossed his now raven hair. "I can't put up with this!" He sighed, "You have no damn proof!"
"Mr. Fenton, we do." She snapped and the door briskly opened, a shaky Paulina leaned on the side of the open door. "Paulina, hunny, do you want to explain what happened?"
Paulina shook her head briskly but spoke anyways, still shaking a little, "He was here!" She smiled, "I think he waved to me."
"He-he waved to you?" Danny said, staring at Dash. When did he wave to her.
"Wish-ful thinking!" Sam muttered as she stared at Paulina's face. She puffed her raven hair out of her eye.
Dash blushed, remembering trying to wave as he was being pushed down under the ground by Danny only seconds after.
The principle's smile faded, knowing her witness had liked it somehow. "Inviso-bil is our town's #1 threat at the moment. Maybe for years." She stared at Dash, still standing up with his arms raised, "Mr. Fenton, sit down."
Danny blushed in Dash's body, eying his own. "Yeah, sit down." Tucker tugged at Dash's tee-shirt. He grinned nervously at the principle.
"Well, thanks to your outburst, Mr.Fenton, you and you little gang here are," She paused ast the end of the school bell rang and the others, ignoring her as they tired to sneak out of the office, moved slowly to get away, "Where are yo going?" She said as Dash reached for the door.
"Home?" Sam said, spinning around and banging the door shut.
"No your not." She said, pulling herself out of the chair behind the desk. She strutted to the door and opened it again. "Your due at the library, children." She smirked, "I'd best get going."
Dash's POV:
"THANKS A LOT!" Sam cried, staring at me as he stared at my new body with curiosity.
The library seemed lonely as nobody watched us in there. She felt like she could tip over something fragile without a yelling at...
"What?" I said, staring at Danny, who had no idea. "At least I'm not—"
Tucker cut me off, his eyes darting at the bookshelf, "Filing all the science books. I mean, how boring!"
I looked at the books in his hands; Paranormal. "Go figure!" I said, eyeing the cover. My eyes darted to a warning picture of Danny as a ghost on the wall. Sam was the only one that heard him.
She eyed me and I backed up to the shelf, looking forwards at her. "Ill be right back." I said, forgetting we weren't supposed to leave, "I er—don't feel well."
I breathed in the fresh air of outside. My back leaned against the wall and I felt suddenly the cold ground beneath me. I stared at my hand. Well, tried to, but there was nothing there. I yelped and slid over to the bathroom mirror.
The recognizable green eyes, the white hair. I yelped, shaking away the image in my head. This couldn't be happening.
One of two things. Danny was Inviso-bil?
No, no...not possible. No way...
Two rings appeared around my hands as I closed them into fists. I jumped back into the wall. I screamed, expecting it to sting, burn, hurt...but nothing.
I pulled myself off the floor and stared back into the mirror.
Regular, raven hair, blue eyes, normal clothes...regular Danny. Only for a second, the eyes glowed green again and I shut them tight, reopening them to see I the glass two blue eyes. Ordinary, not glowing, blue eyes.
I stared in the mirror seconds longer.
A laugh filled the room and I spun around, bumping to the stool.
A black shadow stood behind me in the mirror, a smile across his face. His face; white, red eyes burning into my own. A cloak was wrapped around his body.
He pulled a hand out from the baggy sleeves and reached for my neck...
I spun around, nothing there and the image of the shadowy figure was no longer stuck in the mirror, it discarded.
Nothing but a shocked Danny, something like a red rash rapped around his neck.
I yelped, without thinking, and sprinted back to the library.
Candy- Review and Read. Or Read and Review. Nothing. LOL...there is going to be a lot of Danny x Sam in the next few chapters.
