Candy- Well, I didn't get as many reviews as expected, but I'm adding a lot of Sam x Danny in this story, as promised. Oh well, though. I'll just cross my fingers for reviews like crazy...LOL...
Oh, and maybe I should clear something up, again. LOL...
When I say Danny, I mean his soul, mind, or thoughts. Not the body of Danny for that would be Dash. I hope I just cleared a lot up for you all who were a little bit confused on to what was happening and stuff. Dannysgf08, now ChiadeDanny, asked me this: QUESTION: hey, this is Dannysgf08, I just changed my username, kk, anyways, I'm starting to understand what's going on a little better, so what's happening is they're in each others body and Dash has figured out what Danny is and Danny's denying it, and the guy that grabbed him while he was in the bathroom was Skulker, right?
ANSWER: Hi! Nice new user le wink but to answer your question, I honestly am not sure if I should make some new guy up, or go with somebody already in the series. I was hoping to make some guy like the dementors in the Harry Potter series. But you all can tell me.
Oh, and I'd love to hear from you guys. You can IM me 'cause I'm normally on. IM me at the screen name: xxl0ve Ridd3n. Adian, if your reading this, I just changed mine, so don't be alarmed when I IM you.
Anyways, I'll quickly, ever so, answer your wonderings and then finish up chapter 8. I hope you enjoy it because I'm adding Sam x Danny for you all!
And also note: I won't make the next chapter unless I get a good amount of reviews. evil laugh So, click the little magical button below at the bottom of the page, would you?
Fubkiswraph: Yes, by Danny x Sam I mean, Danny and Sam action I guess. Romance, love, hints of togetherness. I've already put some in, if you can catch them. le wink
They-Call-Me-Orange: Okay, for you and the others. I'm slowing down because it summer and I'm on the edge of my seat for the 24th to come. Who else can't wait for the "Memory Blank" to air?
White Artemis: Pretty tough. I don't think I'll have him prove it anytime soon. I like confused Danny better. It's adorable!
Master of Procrastination: Now you is who I've wanted to speak to the most since your last review, girlie, it makes me sad your not in a good mood. What's wrong? I hope something didn't happen horrible. Well, cheer up, your usually bubbly!
HawkGirl32: Thanks. Sure you can be my #1 fan. I'd love that. Remember you all can contact me at my email or IM address: xxL0ve Ridd3n
Chapter 9:
Danny sighed as the door bell rang and sounded from Dash's bed room. He hadn't yet gotten used to the fact about being in Dash's house, or room, in the first place. He shivered as he pulled himself grumpily off the mattress and fell down the straight stairs.
Groaning, he yanked open the blue door to Dash's home and swayed, staring at the bright and already sunny face of Paulina Sanchez.
"Hi!" She smiled, pulling herself in the house herself. Danny couldn't help thinking it was rude, but he ignored it, leaning on the open door.
"Hello, Paulina." He said, rubbing his hair.
"Kwan and—there they are. GUY'S YOUR FREAKING LATE!" She yelled, turning toward the shadows of two teenagers; Valerie, shortest of the bunch but not quietest, and Kwan, football player, but not the star. That was Dash's job.
Kwan pushed Danny aside lightly and looked at him with an apologetic smile. "Sorry."
"Sure." Danny said, nervously.
Paulina grinned, staring at Danny and then her blue eyes darted for the white door that burst open at the other side of the room.
"Danny?" Sam stood hold the wooden door open, with her eyes held shut. "Are you—Oh, Dash...I mean Dash..." She smiled, noticing th others in the room finally and backing up. "I'll stay—"
"No wait, come here." Valerie said, motioning with her hands as Sam stepped forwards.
"What are you doing here?" Kwan said with his hands to his sides.
"Dash—I..." Sam looked at Danny.
"History project." Danny lied, leaning on the wall trying to be like Dash. He smiled Dash's smile without noticing everybody else's fading.
Paulina stepped forward, her hair a little wet from the rain outside. She'd ran here in high heels not thinking as the storm broke. But as she stepped forward to Sam, she caught herself from slipping on the sopping wet floor beneath her.
Danny felt a pain at the back of his neck and he grasped something sharp. It fell from his hands just as a shadowy figure across the room disappeared and pulled the needle from sight.
Danny's POV:
Ouch! That hurt. I spun around looking for a bee, a stinger laying fresh on the ground. Nothing. Sam stood straight, staring into Paulina's eyes, who looked hurt, confused.
Puzzled, I blinked, as the vision in my eyes blurred out and Sam glowed a bit. I lost my balance and caught myself with my left foot.
"...Shut the hell up!" Somebody said, speaking in tongues as I couldn't understand the rest.
"Gosh, Dash man, are you drooling?" Kwan said so I could understand him. He stepped forward to me and then backed away. "Hello?"
I shook my head, feeling spit on the side of my mouth. The room felt suddenly cold and I shivered, covering my arms. "I—d-do you know...yes."
What? Where did that come from?
"Danny!" Sam said, she sprinted towards my chest, but her face was blurred out and I couldn't make out her eyes or lips. She felt around my neck, my head and held my back up from staggering.
"Yes, beautiful." I answered. Gosh she was beautiful.
She stepped back and Paulina squealed, "Excuse me?"
What the hell is happening to me? "What the hell is happening to me?" My voice said out loud. "I don't feel so well."
Sam's eyes stitched and then her whole face blurred out, stretching her face into the other's in the room.
"Can I-I talk to you for a second?" Sam said, yanking my arm which was beginning to loose it's feeling.
"Sure, beautiful." Sam rolled her eyes, but a caught a glimpse of magenta lip stick curling into a smile.
She yanked me into the bathroom, leaning steadily on the center counter. "You feeling okay, Danny?"
"Righteo." I smiled, leaning on the colored brown bath tub across from her. "I don't feel well." I leaned close to her without my control.
I could feel my body doing whatever it wanted. I didn't want this. Sam didn't want this. She breathe in front of her face. "Gosh! Your breath stinks!" She said, frowning.
I breathed on my hand and sniffed the smell in through my nose. "It smells like flowers in a field of tulips and daisies and—" I staggered against the wall, feeling the cold tiles.
"No, Danny. It smells like a drug." She said, thinking. Then she flushed, maddening and raised a hand about to slap my check. The she sighed, staring at it with her eyes. "Your doing drugs?"
I leaned against the wall. "I don't remember anything." I pushed my self up and found my body hitting the wall.
"Danny!" She said, puling me up. "Have you smoked pot, done any type of drugs. Drank any beer? Alcohol?"
"Not I said the little Danny." I said, not realizing it was a line from a child's story. I flushed, sweating in side, worrying about what I would do next. My head and arms hurt and I layed my head on Sam's shoulder. "I don't feel well."
"I can see that!" She said, stroking my hair. "I'm gonna have to trust you, Danny. But if you're doing drugs—" She paused, and pushed me up, her eyes locked on the back of my neck."Danny? What the hell is that?"
I felt her nails brush over a sore spot on the back of my neck. "Owww!" I yelped. "That hurts, Sam! Don't please!" I pleaded, like a child, but even if I held my mouth shut, I couldn't stop.
A ringing sound filled the bathroom and I yelped to the moving sound in the back pocket of Dash's jacket. "Answer it!" Sam yelped, fingering my neck still as I tried not to hurt her, pushing her away.
"H-Hello?" I said, breathing hard into the phone.
"Dash?" I recognized the voice, but I couldn't think.
"No. It's Dan–" Sam slapped my head as I spoke. "It's Dash speaking."
There was a nervous laugh. "Okkaay. Um...I'll be over in a few minutes okay?"
"What?" I yelled in the phone even though the beep in my ear signaled she hung up. "What's your name? ANSWER ME, okay?"
Sam yanked the cell from my palm and I leaned against the walls again. "Ouch. She wasn't answering me."
There was a clicking from the room and I looked around. "Jazz Fenton." She said, "He number's saved on Dash's phone."
I mumbled, "Jazz? Is she as pretty as you?"
"OH GROSS! Danny, that's your sister. Remember?" She stuffed the phone in my pocket again.
"No sister is a s beautiful as you."
There was a knock on the door and Sam's eyes shook. "Hold on."
Sam's POV:
Danny flattered me and every time he said something I blushed.
"Wanna know something? I'm a ghost!" He spat, laughing.
"I know." I said, blushing.
"In kindergarten behind the—" His voice faded in my ears
I stopped, shocked. He hadn't started to tell anybody that story. My mind spun and I relived the drug assembly in the 8th grade in middle school.
"Danny! Your drugged!" I shouted. "That one drug! I can't remember!" I snapped my fingers. "The name. Do you remember the name?"
He shook his head and then banged it on the side of the wall, "I have no idea why I'm—"
"Saying the truth!" I snapped my fingers. "It kind of makes you say the truth with out control. You aren't going to be able to control what you don for a while. Movements even!"
Danny laughed, "That'd be funny if it happened to me."
The ringing noise filled the room and Paulina sighed loudly from the other side of the room. "Dash! Jazz is here!" She said and then loudly whispered. "He's in the bathroom."
"No. It is happening to you, Danny!" I said "And you have a dat with your sister."
"Gosh your beautiful."
I blushed and unlocked the bathroom door, pushing his heavy body towards Jazz. "Here he is."
I stared at Jazz.
She looked beautiful for a date she didn't want to go on. But Jazz always wanted to look her best. Her hair was tied tightly in a bun sitting freshly on the top of her head. She wore a long bluish green dress, sleeveless. Jazz fingered with her pearls and with her left hand, curled a curl in her hair.
She smiled sort of and winced. "Let's get this over with."
Jazz's POV:
Dash was acting weird. His breath smelled like drugs and at the table, he'd looked curious.
"I've seen you before." He'd said, leaning forward.
I nodded. "Uh-huh."
"You're my sister Sam said was talking about it, sister." He smiled, making no complete sense.
"No. I'm Danny's sister. Danny Fenton. Jazz Fenton." I touched my chest. "Dash Baxter. Last names different. See?"
"No," he said. "My sister. I is Danny Fenton."
I winced, "Since when do you want to be my brother?"
"Since I tried being Dash." He replied, laughing. "I'm so nervous. He's this close to finding out." He made a signal with his fingers small.
"What are you talking about?" I said, tilting my head. He was drugged or something. I could smell it in his breath. I breathed it away.
I'd smelt people's breaths that were on drugs. For canceling at school. I'd gotten them to almost admit it. But the wrst was sort of the hang over afterwards. Even if it wasn't alcohol. I leaned back in m chair. "Uh-huh you're my brother."
"Yes I am, Jazz Eleanore Fenton." He breathed.
What? How the hell did he know my full name? I'd never told anybody my middle name. Ashamed, I hadn't even wrote it in my diaries or journals of many which I hid under my bed. Nobody knew my full name was Jasmine Eleanore Fenton except mom, dad and—
"Danny?" I said, peering into this face.
"Yea, sis?" He said, coughing.
"How the—" I started. "Your Dash!" I tossed my arms outward.
"Ghost fighting!" He yelled, I winced as the people in chairs around me spun around and glanced harshly at Danny.
"He's just joking." I said, fingering my necklace nervously. They coughed and turned around, double taking on Danny, who let the pasta he was chewing fly out of his mouth on to his plate.
I sighed, shaking my head briskly and with my fork, stuffed the pasta back in his mouth. "Danny, Dash...who ever. If you're going to stay and eat, please actually eat."
Danny coughed and giggled at the same time. "I woke up this morning in Dash's body. He's in mine. ISN'T THAT HILARIOUS, sister?"
"How do you find that funny? And my name is Jazz!" I said, "Not sister!" I sighed and dropped my fork, leaving Danny to cough up his food. "How the hell did you get in Dash's body?"
"Wait! Wait, Jazz? Remember that movie? Freaky Friday? They switched bodies with like fortune cookies." I smiled, thinking he was on to something until he continued, "I WANT A FORTUNE COOKIE!"
I shook my head, "Danny!"
"Yes?" He said, saluting.
"We need to go find your friends!" I shouted, not caring about the stares.
"You mean the pretty one and the really smart one?" He said, gazing off in the distance.
"Ye–what, who's the pretty one?" I asked, smiling for a second, forgetting about what happened. A drugged brother maybe could be fun.
"Samantha." He sighed and I laughed.
He coughed and slammed his head on the back of his chair. "Ouch! It hurts!"
I grabbed his hand as the waiter passed by. "He doesn't feel well."
I dropped 50 pence on the table and yanked Danny out the door.
Candy- Please review. Thanks. And I hope that was A LOT of S X D in this chapter. HA!
