GASP some people actually like the story!…you're lying, this is cruel joke. I refuse to believe people think it has a "good plot line", "Its awesome" and that "you love it"…..its lies….ALL FRIGGEN LIES!

Purpledog100: back from the bat cave! HAHA, no, you don't know Kirsten, well, maybe you do know her from her name on here, anyway, shes cool….if you like those kinds of people... Still no sign of where Amity Park, gotta get my homework on that done. Too bad I cant really read with my black eye /. Yeah, that's a longer story.

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the sleep warrior: aww…don't cry…seriously don't. NO CRYING ALOUD IN THE REVIEWS!…fine, you can cry, but just a tidbit. Wait-OH YEAH! I did review your story! The one when you gave us choices on what to review. So I said good, but then I was like…"well… the box ghost is ugly, WE GOT TWO!" Haha, ah jeez, a review for review, thanks, it helped boost my self esteem. AHH!

inuyashapup:EEEK, you like it? I FEEL SPECIAL! THANKS A BUNDLE!

DannyFentonIsMyHomeboy:…no, they don't all tie together in some way Shut up, you're giving it away -oops, did I say that aloud? Haha, just kidding!

Right, getting to the story,

Chapter 7
Early Mornings

Danny quivered in fear. He felt like a small mouse caught in a trap, and it seemed as if his luck had run out. But as fate would have it, a jazzy little ring tone started to play on the cyber hunter's left arm.

"What, what is this!" Skulker questioned the PDA. "1:30 a.m., go to the library to check out book on purple back gorilla…AGAIN!" he yelled as he soured up into the ceiling, and the net that had bestowed Danny inside it had raced up to return to its master.

He sighed a sigh of relief. At least that was over, whatever that was. But things weren't even beginning to make sense. Why did Skulker say Brook's mansion was in the Ghost Zone? And if it was true, how did it even get inside it, and why hadn't his ghost sense been going off like crazy? Danny was filled with confusing (and indeed hunger, ghost hunting builds up quite an appetite,) and didn't think he was going to find any answers tonight. So he decided to rest and figure this whole thing out tomorrow.

Morning had finally came and light was seeping through into the room to awake weary dreamers. And before Danny even had a chance to react, the sheets were ripped off him and he was kicked off his bed.

It was Tucker. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!" he said excitedly. Danny rubbed his face and turned to the clock resting on the burro.

"Tuck…uh it's six in the morning….go back to sleep," he moaned pulling the covers on the ground over himself.

Tucker rolled his eyes and pulled Danny to his feet. "Throw on something, ANYTHING! We're getting out of here!"

"No…not possible," Danny shook his head. "We're kind of car less at the moment if you haven't noticed,"

A grin stretched across Tucker's face. "Not anymore,"

"What?"

"Throw on some pants and a shirt and I'll explain," Tucker replied racing to the door. Danny unzipped his pants, a little unsure of what was going on, and put on the pair Tucker threw at his face. He then dashed out the door and followed Tucker who was skipping merrily down the halls. The last time Danny could remember Tucker being this happy was last night when he was jumping up and down on the giant bed.

Tucker leaped into Sam's bedroom and shook her furiously. "Sam, get your ass out of bed! we're hitten' the road!"

"…uh..no, Danny, get off," Sam groaned pulling her sheets over her head. Tucker rolled his eyes and kicked Sam off the bed. Danny cringed as her body fell to the floor with a thud. "Ow! My ass!" Sam groaned.

"You can have your sex dreams about Danny later," Tucker said throwing an outfit at her head. "We gotta ago!"

Sam rolled her eyes. "Did you break something?"

"No!" Tucker retorted. "…yes, but that's not the point! We have a car now!"

Sam reached for her shirt, then looked at the two of the. "….do you mind?" she asked them.

"No," Danny shook his head. Tucker grabbed his friend and the two spun around.

"How'd you get a car when we're stuck in the middle of nowhere?" Sam asked pulling on her shirt.

"I didn't," Tucker beamed excitedly. "Brooks gave us one." Danny cringed. God damn that name, he though. God damn it to hell!

"Cool," she said, though she didn't sound as amused as Tucker. "What kind is it?"

"Sam as my old one," Tucker grinned. "its got the same color, bumper sticker and everything,"

"What?" Danny asked. How could Brooks possibly know everything about the car? It style, its color. How the hell did he know.

"Can we turn around now?" Tucker asked.

Sam rolled her eyes and pulled on her pants. "If you must-" she stopped as she slipped on her pants. "SHIT! My ass!" she yelled. Danny and Tucker came running over to her.

"Sam, are you okay?" Danny asked concerned.

"SAY SOMETIHNG!" yelled Tucker.

Sam bit her lip. Then her groan turned into a laugh. "O my god," she laughed. "I'm an asshole," Tucker and Danny joined in.

"No you're not," Tucker smiled helping her up to her feet.

"You're just retarded!" Niles said popping up next to Tucker. Tucker fell to the ground in horror.

"Uh, Niles," Sam half said-half asked. "Um…how'd you get in here, exactly?"

"Same as you," he replied helping up Tucker. "I walked in the door. Young Master Brooks has requested your presence in the hallway on the first floor,"

"NILES!" a voice called over the speakers. Brooks father.

"Yes, Sir?"

"I asked for strawberry yogurt! You gave me lime!"

"Well, of course I did," Niles answered. "Lime is better,"

"FIX IT!"

Niles sighed. "Right-eo," the short butler waddled out of the room. The three friends starred at each other a moment and then walked out of the room down the halls. Tucker frolicked down the hall, eager to get his car back. Danny looked at Sam, uncertain of what to say. They had quite the awkward night, and he didn't know if trying to talk about it was going to make the situation better, or worse. Perhaps it would be for the best if he would just say nothing at all. And yet…

Danny opened his mouth slowly, then closed it again. He nodded.

"Yeah," he said.
...Shit, that was stupid, He thought.

Sam looked at him oddly and nodded. "um….Yeah,"

Danny shook his head. "No,"

"...is this leading up to something?" Sam asked. She could clearly see Danny was not quite all there.

Danny slapped his head. "Dumb ass!" he shouted.

Sam starred at him. "What the hell are you doing?"

Danny shook his head and tried to open his mouth. "I…don't…know!"

Sam rolled her eyes and walked further down the hall.

"Hey- wait!" Danny called running after her. "You're not still miffed about last night, are you,"

Sam sighed. "To tell you the truth, I was fine before you mentioned it,"

Danny gulped. Why did he have to say something, why? Why couldn't he just keep his mouth shut?

"Sam…I'm really, really sorry," he said.

Sam sighed. "I know," she smiled.

"…are you-"

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves now," Sam smiled walking down the red stairs to Tucker who seemed to be annoying Brooks.

"So….where is it?" Tucker jumped up and down smiling. "Where is she?"

Brooks rolled his eyes. "Calm yourself, Tucker." Brooks smiled. "It's right outside, here's the keys-"

Tucker snatched the keys out of his hand and ran out the door. "OH BOY, OH BOY, OH BOY!" he shouted as if he were a child on Christmas morning. Danny and Sam ran past Brooks and chased after Tucker who was outside, perched next to his old station wagon. He was kissing it.

"Oh, baby, I missed you! I'll never, ever let you blow up again!" Tucker smiled hugging the vehicle.

"Okay…that's just wrong," Sam shook her head as Brooks walked outside to join them.

"Oh, goody! It still has the license plate!" he smiled looking at the back of the car to see the words in capital letters BITCHEN. Appose to yesterday, it was a clear day. The sun was shining and the woods didn't really seem all that of a hell in the morning. Danny watched Sam try to pull Tucker away from the car. Brooks walked up to him.

"They're quite a handful, aren't they?" Brooks smiled. Danny nodded. "Danny, I' sorry, if we got off on the wrong foot, you and I. I'm hoping we can still be friends," he said holding out his hand.

Danny only looked at it. " I accept you're apology," Danny said to him. "But I do not consider you my friend,"

Brooks laughed slightly and his face curled into a devilish grin. "I wouldn't expect nothing more, even if it was myself,"

Tucker opened the car door and climbed inside. "Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay," He repeated looking in the back. "what? YES!" Tucker screamed triumphantly. THE ZIMA'S MADE IT!" Sam rolled her eyes and climber into the car.

"Oh, thank god," she said sarcastically.

Danny laughed and climbed into the seat next to her. Tucker climbed forward into the drivers seat. How mighty he felt.

He turned to Brooks. "thanks man," Tucker smiled.

Brooks nodded. "It was my pleasure," he said charmingly. "I hope to see you soon," he smiled at Sam. "Sam, Danny, Tucker,"

"Maybe. Come, on bitch, show me watcha got!" Tucker smiled turning on his car. The car skidded and began to roll down the driveway toward the main road. Danny sighed in relief. At least they were gone from there. But the awful thing was, he had a funny feeling they would be seeing Brooks soon.

HA HA! There chapter 7! What we think? Good, bad, ugly? (HAHA, oh, you gotta love the sleep warrior, I know I do ) anyway, I hope you guys stick around for chapter 8, going to be super fantastic! Now here the deal, they started out in Louisiana, (even though that's not where they live, I thought they lived there) anyway, that's where they live and started driving "in my fanfic" well. Now that that's cleared up, I hope you stick around!
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