Sleepover

Chapter 2: Never Searched Your Room

A/N: Okay people, please read these author notes. I had a review telling me to put in Jazz's reaction to Sam bunking in her room and I already said that I'm not taking requests or ideas, I'm to far ahead of you guys to change anything! So, with that said, a filler chapter. DANNYxSAM FLUFF STARTS IN THE 4TH CHAPTER! Just so you know. I don't like it being that far away, buuuuuuuut I have to keep them in character. Maybe I'll come out with a One shot for you guys to fill you up!

Sam started laughing at Tuckers expression. "What? I just asked how you got here before Me." he said.

She turned to Danny, who was sitting next to her on the couch. "You didn't tell him yet?" she asked.

"Tell me what? And why are your parents here Sam?" he asked.

"My parents kinda… destroyed Sam's house when they saw me fly through her window, so their staying here until the remodeling is done." Danny said.

Sam nodded. "Yeap," she said, leaning back into the couch and putting her arms behind her head. "I'm bunking in Danny's room, he's bunking in the op-center, grandma is staying with my cousins in a different town and my parents are in the guest bedroom." She then added an after thought. "And now I have to add color in my wardrobe. It was the only way to get them to agree."

Tucker raised his eyebrows at her. "Have you raided his room yet?" he asked.

"I'm not going to raid his room!" Sam laughed. "I already know where everything is!" she rolled her eyes.

"What?" Danny asked. "How do know where everything is?"

"Tucker and I got bored while we waited for you to get back from ghost fighting once." Sam shrugged. "By the way, I took five bucks from your underwear drawer." She examined her nails, making a mental note to patch up a small chip on her middle finger.

"So that's where that went…," he said to himself. Then snapped back to reality. "HEY! That's my private stuff you saw!"

"Don't worry!" Sam said waving a hand dismissively. "We didn't read anything in the journals or snooped around that much. Just enough to know where you keep things."

Tucker started laughing and gave Sam a knowing look.

Danny sighed. "Well maybe I should go through your guys' rooms!" he said, crossing his arms.

"Go ahead." Sam shrugged. "Just don't read my journals. I've got nothing to hide."

"Except your thongs." Tucker pointed out. "You know the ones you said you'd 'never in a million years wear because their an automatic weggie' " He grinned.

"What?" Sam snapped, glaring at him.

"Danny and I got bored one day while you were battling it out with your parents." Tucker shrugged.

Sam glared at Danny too. " 'Maybe I should go through your room!' " she quoted.

He held up his hands. "Hey! That was all Tuckers idea!" he said.

Tucker glared at him. "Not uh! You're the one who said, 'I wonder what she keeps in all this storage space' "

"That didn't mean you had to snoop around!" Danny said.

Tucker shrugged and pulled out his PDA. "Doesn't matter." he said. "All that matter is that you guys have never seen my room."

Sam gave Danny a look and grinned. They had, in fact, gone through his room too. They just wouldn't tell Tucker. He had some interesting things in there.

Sam started laughing and shook her head. "Can we just start the homework already?" she asked.

Tucker sighed and pulled his backpack over in front of his feet. He opened his mouth to say something when a scream hit his ears. Sam jumped up. "That's my mom!" she said.

"And it's probably my parents doing something stupid!" Danny said, taking off with Sam into the Kitchen.

Her mom poked at a Pizza Roll gingerly with her fork. "What… on earth…?" she asked.

Sam sighed and laughed, pulling the fork from her mom's hand. "Pizza Rolls, mom. Their finger food so you don't need a fork."

Maddie frowned at Mrs. Manson's reaction. "You've never had them before?" she asked.

"She's used to éclairs and lobster and stuff like that." Sam said. "Not normal food, but I'm sure we could get her to try one." She turned to Danny. "I have to school my mom on normal food, you and Tucker start on the homework without Me." she said.

Danny shrugged and walked back into the living then lowered his voice so there was no way of anyone hearing what he was saying to Tucker. "So how much money do you have?" he asked

Tucker gave him a strange look. "50 bucks… why?" he asked gingerly. He wasn't one to part with so much money.

"Duh! Sam's birthday is coming up!" Danny sighed then leaned foreword. "When Jazz coned me into going to the mall with her a few weeks ago she dragged me into a diamond store and I saw this ring in there that Sam would love!"

Tucker raised his eyebrows. "Isn't that kinda weird for her best guy friends to be giving her a ring?" he asked.

"It's out of friendship." Danny growled. "Look, we're not asking her to marry us or anything." he sighed, and then went for a new angle. "Remember what she got you for your birthday?"

Tucker nodded. "My first PDA…" he said slowly.

Danny grinned. "I'll be right back and get us a distraction this Saturday so we can go get it." he stood up then paused. "If Sam comes back, tell her I'm in the bathroom."

Tucker nodded slowly. "Yeah yeah…" he sighed.

Danny ran upstairs and barged into Jazz's room. She was on her computer typing into her journal. She gasped when she saw Danny walk in and closed out of the document. "Heard of knocking?" she asked.

"Yeah," he said. "I've heard of it."

She sighed and pulled up a solitary screen. "What you want?" she asked.

"25 bucks and you to keep Sam busy for a day." He said.

"The money no, but why do I need to keep Sam busy?" she asked.

"Well Tucker and I want to get her something for her birthday and we're short 25 bucks, so while we're out getting it we need you to keep her away from the mall and the house so we can buy it then stash it." Danny said quickly.

Jazz turned to look at him, raising one eyebrow. "What type of present?" she asked.

"Does it matter?" Danny asked, the last thing he wanted was his sister knowing Tucker and he were getting Sam a ring.

"If I'm going to help you pay for it I don't want it to be a whoopy cushion or something!" Jazz said, rolling her eyes.

"Hey! We were 10! And you should have seen her mom's face when Sam put it under her chair!" he laughed at the memory. Jazz stared at him, waiting to hear what this present was. He stared back then after a moment, gave in. "Okay," he sighed. "We're getting her a ring I saw at that diamond store you coned me into going into."

Jazz clasped her hands together. "Oh Danny!" she sighed. "That's so sweet! Of course I'll do it!"

Danny stared at her. "You will?" he asked, then paused. "Is there any catch?"

Jazz smiled. "Of course! You do dishes for a month."

Danny sighed. "I thought that much. So Saturday just make sure she doesn't go anywhere near the house or mall." He turned to walk out of the room, grabbing the 25 dollars off her dresser as he walked to the door.

"Wait! How am I supposed to do that?" Jazz asked.

"I don't know! Do girl stuff or something." He shrugged.

Jazz sighed as she watched Danny disappear from her room. "I should have made it two months…"

"There you are." Sam smiled at him as he walked into the room. "Tucker just bet me that you fell in."

Danny gave a nervous laugh and looked at Tucker. "Did he?" he asked, a hint of edginess in his voice.

Sam nodded. "Well, lets get to work!"

Contrary to popular belief this is going somewhere. Or else I wouldn't be getting ready to type up chapter 12 on my computer.

Okay, so I couldn't really respond to any of them except to say Thank You! And I fixed that mistake that was pointed out to me in the first chapter!

If you saw any mistakes in this one, please tell me so I can correct it.