Chapter 7

There was a cold, slightly clammy feeling, and then Danny was in another memory. He instantly recognized it as the Halloween he was eight, three years later then his previous memory.

The eight-year old Danny Fenton looked a little more mature. His face had elongated, and had lost some of its baby fat. His eyes no longer looked quite so large, but they were still loveable. His usual t-shirt and jeans were currently hidden behind a colorful Superman costume.

"Look, Mommy, I'm strong, just like the real Superman!" the younger Danny exclaimed as he flexed his biceps. Maddie smiled. Her face had a few more wrinkles on it, but otherwise she looked the same as she did three years previously. Just then Jack came bounding up the stairs.

"You ready to go trick-or-treating, Danny?" he asked excitedly. His orange and black jumpsuit matched perfectly for the holiday. The younger Danny nodded excitedly.

"Yeah, Daddy. Let's go, let's go!" The eight-year old jumped around in his costume. The older Danny grinned. He had loved having a costume so much...Little did his eight-year old self know that he would eventually get a cool costume with a logo that he could wear all year around!

The older Danny followed his father and younger self down the street, where his Superman costume got many a compliment, and his candy basket grew heavier. The afternoon was slightly chilly, with a gentle breeze that made his Superman cape fly out behind him. Jack-O'-Lanterns gleamed from the doorsteps around them, and cardboard cutouts of ghosts, black cats, and witches stood on all the lawns. The leaves made a soft rustling sound as Danny and his father waded through them.

Finally they came to the Manson house. Sam, dressed as a fairy princess, was standing on the lawn in between her parents. The older Danny chuckled softly to himself as he thought about what Sam would do if she was ever forced to wear that much pink ever again.

Having fun? Karenna's voice asked dryly in his head.

Karenna! You promised you wouldn't watch!

Promises are meant to be broken. Danny sighed.

Karenna, you infuriate me.

I know. It's fun. Danny could visualize Karenna wearing a wicked smile on her face as she projected that.

I'm going to watch the rest of the memory now. You can watch, but NOT A PEEP FROM YOU!

Okay, Danny, don't have a cow! Danny readjusted his position in the leafy pile from which he was watching, and watched the familiar memory unfold.

"Hi, Danny! Look, I'm a fairy princess!" Sam said, grinning, as Danny drew closer.

"I'm Superman, I'm strong!" Danny said, imitating the deep voice of Superman. Sam giggled. Then the two friends set out with their parents in search of more candy.

As their candy baskets grew delightfully heavy, the two children slowed down. Finally, they headed back to Sam's house to rest.

After their parents checked their candy, Sam and the younger Danny started a mega candy pig out.

"Hey, Sam, wanna kiss?" the eight-year old Danny asked, holding out a foil-wrapped Hershey's Kiss. Sam took the kiss and ate it.

"Hey, you know how fairy princesses always have a handsome prince kiss them?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. So?"

"So, do you wanna be my handsome prince?" The young Danny leaned over and kissed Sam's cheek. Sam giggled again.

"Of course I'll be your handsome prince. Forever."

"Forever?" Sam asked, just to be sure.

"Forever."

Awwww...Karenna's voice came into Danny's head again.

Karenna. I'm warning you now. SHUT UP!"

There was a flash of light...

A/N: Semi-cliffhanger there. Writer's block has finally lifted somewhat. Yes, when I say porthole, I do mean portal. I could never figure out how to spell it, though, so I thought it would just be easier to say porthole. So, thanks, enigmatic penguin, for finally teaching me how to spell! LOL. Next chapter will probably be the last for this story. Review!