Silver Dust

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Empathy is something they try to teach everyone but when Danny and Sam swap bodies neither of them were ready for this. D/S

Chapter 2: Just awkward. Real real awkward

Sam did her best to keep her voice calm and gently shoved Jazz off her even though she felt like she would collapse.

"Can I talk to them alone for a minute?" She asked tilting her head up to focus on the door Jazz was leading her to.

The redheaded teen looking cautious for a moment and a little hurt but nodded reluctantly. Sam took another breath and strode into the bedroom. She had had worse things happen to her, stranger things. Okay, maybe not this strange. Awkward—awkward was the correct word. Tucker was on the edge of the bed doing something with his beloved PDA and looked up at her. Or her in Danny's body.

"Hey man your awake." He slipped his PDA in his pocket and stood up. "Are you okay? I found you both unconscious in the park—ghost attack?"

Sam nodded mutely then looked over at the bed while deciding how to go about this. First thing first.

"Danny?" Tucker asked clearly confused about her behavior.

"I'm not Danny." She said bluntly not even bothering to glance his way.

Sam looked at her body—how odd that was to say—unconscious on the bed. It didn't take a genius to figure out that if she was in Danny's body, he was in hers. She immediately marched up to the bed and flicked Danny on the forehead ignoring Tucker's confused 'hey!'. Without a moment to spare her purple eyes, or at least currently Danny's purples eyes fluttered open in a haze of confusion and sleep.

"Good morning sleeping beauty."

Danny blinked. Once. Twice, three times. He sat up so fast Sam had to jump back to avoid another migraine from cracking skulls. Danny immediately looked down at his body. And then he screamed.

Satisfied but still wincing from the shrill scream now that Danny was in a girl's body, Sam backed off to a wall. Tucker had frozen completely transfixed on Danny with a horrible expression.

"Trying to wake the dead you two? I just think the glass on my PDA cracked. What is going on?"

"I'd sure like to know that too." Danny said gulping. "Why am I in Sam's body?"

Tucker's ears perked and he looked between the two. Danny's 'body' was posted against the wall with folded arms while Sam's 'body' sat there almost helplessly.

"The same reason I'm in yours." Sam spoke quietly than gaining volume as she went on. "I think it was that ghost witch that did this. Swapped our bodies I mean."

Danny watched her listening with an attention span that was amazing.

"You're kidding. How do I know this isn't a joke?" Tucker strode over and poked Sam's arm like it would change.

"I don't think I'd lie about something—hey!" Sam started but caught Danny out of her peripheral vision.

Danny flinched a second before having a sly smile on his face.

"This is so weird, I have a chest, and hips!" A slight blush tinted both Danny and Sam's cheeks but Sam didn't take long to snap out of it when Tucker burst out laughing.

"Knock it off, we have to find a way to get this undone. If this isn't fixed soon I'm going to have to dress you gothic."

"Yeah," Tucker said wiping off a tear of laughter trying to get a hold of himself, "I definitely believe you."

Danny avoided Sam's eyes by looking over to Tucker and muttering something to the extent of 'thanks for the support.'

"Well, while you guys figure that out you do know we have finals tomorrow. No skipping allowed." Tucker finally stood up with the rest of the concerned teens.

Sam's face drained of color and she repressed another panic attack. "I studied really hard for those finals. What is everyone going to think when I bomb them!"

"Hey!" Called a offended Danny who took a minute to register what she was implying. "I'll get a C lowest."

Sam waved him off and dropped down on the bed next to him not forgetting to slouch her shoulders. Danny gave her a pat on the back for what it was worth and focused back on what was at hand.

"We'll try to fix it and if worse comes to worse we'll just act like each other." Danny tried to reason, and Sam nodded.

"Yeah, I guess. It shouldn't be hard to be you. Distract your parents by saying the word ghost, telling Jazz to leave you alone, avoiding Dash, and swooning over Paulina. No offense Danny."

He arched an eyebrow and smiled at her but didn't say anything.

"Plus, my parents aren't even home so you don't have to worry about them. Just don't talk to anybody at school." She added as an afterthought.

"Are you kidding me, this is so friggin' hilarious." Tucker said earning glares from his friends but he couldn't take off the smug look. "Isn't it awkward being a girl Danny?"

Danny hadn't been out of the bed, but he already knew it felt awkward from the minute he wanted to cross his arms over his chest. He focused on the bed sheets trying not to have a blush come up on his face. Besides that though…

"It isn't to bad. I feel freakishly light and the long hair keeps brushing against my shoulder."

Tucker smiled but held his tongue looking for Sam to add anything. "It doesn't feel bad. Just awkward. Real real awkward."

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The first 3 chapters are them figuring this out. Reviewer replies even though there were only three but I am horribly bored so...

Sam-n-Danny: Thanks for reviewing. This whole fic is pre-written so it just invovles me posting the chapters.

Summers Rage: Same thing I told Sam-n-Danny but I'll also note you have a really cool pen name(random)

Wolffeather: I love that line, I'm going to die in a skirt, but I didn't actually think to put it in here. I did my best to make it funny but I wrote it the same week I was being pounded by Hurricane Wilma so I wasn't always in the best-inspired mood when I wrote it.

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Sam walked Danny to his doorstep and after a minute of thinking led him to her original room. It was a mansion, and she didn't have a map.

"Just avoiding eating meat, and we will figure out this going ghost thing later." She said hesitantly taking Danny's hand.

It was just a gesture of friendship as she was leading him somewhere but she wished it wasn't. As a note to self, she reminded herself to pick up her diary before she left. She did not want him snooping if he got bored.

They both arrived at the room after traveling the empty house that was deserted when the butler and maids left around seven.

"Kitchen is down the hall, um, bathroom next door—" She attempted to think of things he would need, but Danny interrupted her; his face lit up pink.

"Sam, if I am in your body. How exactly am I going to shower?"

Sam paused, thought it through, and then a horrifying realization sunk it. She hasn't thought of that.