First of all, I'm leaving to visit some relatives the day after Christmas, so I don't know when I'll be able to update next. If fate likes me, then I'll be able to salvage a working computer at my grandparents house and not lose patience withthe ancient and painfully slow internet connection all grandparentsseem to love. If fate doesn't like me, well, then it'll be at least a week before my next update.
Okay! Because of that,this chapter, except for the beginning, is mainly just a fun chapter.So, I hope you like it and maybe have a few laughs in between!
Disclaimer: Huh uh. Not mine.
Have you been good? Well, no matter, cause here'schapter 8!
Sam sat in class, her mind no where even near the class room. It was frantically running through what might be going on with Danny and the police officer. Danny had gone off with him after the officer had asked for a moment of the ghost boy's time. Which had left Sam to wander off to class alone, her worried mind thinking of the worst.
Her and Tucker had already talked to the police the day after Danny had been exposed, along with Danny's family. (Jazz had come down after tending to Danny) They had explained everything, including what had really happened when Danny had attacked the mayor, and when Danny had gone on a stealing spree. The last one really seemed to worry the police, since it showed just what Danny could do if he really wanted to.
That was what was now worring Sam; how were the police going to deal with that potential threat?
She sighed impatiently as she looked at the clock once again. One minute left…come on!
After what seemed like an hour, the minute hand finally inched forward, making it three o'clock.
Sam bolted out the door just as the bell rang, setting the students free for the weekend. Sam marched down the hall, trying to ignore the buzzing gossip running through the hallways. Students bumped past her as she pushed her way through, snippets of conversations reaching her ears as she continued towards Danny's locker.
"Did you see...?"
"He smashed right through the wall! Then he just stood up, like it was nothing!"
"…a good thing he's on our side or else..."
"…did the other ghost call himself… the box ghost?"
"Maybe he said boss..."
"…and then he started firing green blasts, like out of Star Wars or something...!"
Sam shoved through a particularly dense group of students, finally reaching Danny's locker.
"Sam!" Tucker looked relieved to see one of his friends. "Did you two catch the ghost?" Tucker looked around, "Where is Danny, anyway."
"He's not with you?" Tucker shook his head. Sam's shoulders slumped as she looked around, trying to spot Danny in the crowd. With no luck, she began to fill Tucker in about what had happened.
Sam saw a door open down the hallway as a black haired boy stepped out and looked timidly around the crowded hallway. He backed up nervously as a few students realized who he was and ran over, questions spilling out of their mouths. Soon he was completely surrounded, much to his dismay.
"Danny!" Danny looked down the hallway, spotting his two friends waving at himthrough the crowd of students that were impatiently asking for a recount of today's fight. He let out a breath of relief as he triedto shoo the crowd awayso that he could get over to his friends. When that failed horribly, helooked around nervously before just turning invisible andphasing through everyone.
After their initial shock, the crowd of students decided that the weekend was more interesting then chasingaround an invisible boy(and trying to avoid the glares of avery determined looking goth). So, with a shrug,therest of the students left for the Nasty Burger to continue discussing today's events.
Soon, Sam, Tucker, and the now visible Danny were the only ones leftin the hallway.
"What did the police want?" Sam asked anxiously after all of the students had left. Danny shrugged.
"Just wanted to know what happened, they said to report to them after each fight from here on. Oh, and they wanted to know about the Box Ghost and my other enemies." Danny looked puzzled for a second. "They seemed to know a lot about them already though..."
Danny didn't notice Sam and Tucker exchange guilty looks as he was too distracted by scooting over behind Sam, his shy glance on Paulina walking past with Star by her side.
After Paulina was out of sight, Danny looked back at his two friends, smiling suddenly. "Hey, did you know that my parents are helping to make standard ghost pistols for the police? My dad told me this morning, and they even get a big paycheck for it!"
"Score!" Tucker said, absently wondering if he could make any money off of his knowledge of the ghost zone. Danny looked around the hallway nervously as another group of students wandered by, shooting hidden glances at Danny and whispering the whole time.
"I can't believe one little ghost fight caused so much fuss!" Danny admitted after the group had disappeared around the corner. "I wish there was some place I could go without everyone staring at me."
"Hey," Sam cut in. "Do you guys want to hang out at my place tonight? There's no one else there, and we don't have to worry about homework or anything since it's a Friday." The two boys looked at each other, then broke out into grins.
"Party at the Manson mansion!" Tucker yelled, high fiving Danny. Sam rolled her eyes, quickly looking around to make sure no one else was around to hear that. She really didn't want anyone else to know she was filthy rich.
Sam was leading the way out of the school when she stopped. Turning around, she quickly pushed Danny backwards, away from the doors.
"Wha- Sam, what are you doing?" Danny asked, trying to peek over Sam's shoulders. Tucker looked through the windows on the double doors curiously. One glance, and then he gulped, turning back around to Danny and Sam.
"Wow, if you're camera shy, then the school grounds must be your personal nightmare." Tucker stated, giving the doors that lead out of the school one last glance. Danny paled.
"There are cameras out there?" He asked nervously, eyeing the doors warily.
"I would guess at least one camera from every news station in Amity Park, and then some." Sam said dryly, still blocking Danny from the door. Tucker nodded his head, looking out the window again. Danny looked at the doors cautiously, then a grin suddenly spread across his face.
"Here," Danny said, holding out his hands as his voice regained it's confidence. "I know how to get past them."
Tucker took his hand instantly.
Both boys looked over at Sam, who was regarding Danny's hand warily.
"You guys wouldn't mind walking, would you?" She asked. Tucker looked at her questioningly as comprehension dawned on Danny's face.
"We can walk if you want, Sam." Danny said, his voice kind as he tried to hide a smile. Sam instantly took his hand.
"Let's go then!" Sam said as Tucker continued to look between his friends, confused.
Danny concentrated, turning him and his two friends invisible and intangible. With that, the three friends walked, unnoticed, through the front doors of the school.
Danny looked around in astonishment. Almost every inch of the lawn in front of his school was being trampled by either camera equipment and news crews or reporters with fake smiles on. Various students were standing around, being hurriedly interviewed as the reporters kept glancing at the school doors, probably waiting for him to exit. Every crew looked like they were ready to race towards the doors of the school at the slightest sign of the ghost boy.
Danny shuddered, immensely glad that Sam had sharp eyes. He quickened his pace, pulling his two friends along as they made their waytowards Sam's house.
"Where are your parents anyway?" Danny asked, raising an eyebrow at the empty mansion the trio now stood in. Sam rolled her eyes.
"Some luxury cruise, they even tried to get me to go along." Sam shuddered.
Heh, Sam on a luxury cruise with her parents. Danny visualized Sam's mom trying to get Sam to try on a pink bathing suit. With that, his mind wandered off into less appropriate areas as Sam spoke up again.
"Think about it, we have the rest of the afternoon off; your parents can take care of the ghost thing for a day." Danny shrugged. "Besides, we could use a break. And we have a home theater, bowling alley," Sam ticked off her fingers, "A jumbo fridge full of food," Sam stopped, shocked. Both Tucker and Danny had run off at the mention of a practically endless food source.
After a second, she shook her head, muttering something that sounded like Boys and followed the skid marks to the kitchen.
Tucker reached the giant fridge first and stopped dead, his mouth hanging open. Danny stopped next to his friend, staring up at the fridge in awe.
"Pinch me." Tucker whispered. Danny obliged.
"Ow!" The two friends looked at each other, grinning.
"Endless food." They both murmured, reaching shaking hands towards the door.
Sam walked into the kitchen, her arms crossed and her eyebrows dangerously high.
The two boys each grabbed the handle, and with their breaths held, yanked open the fridge. There was a second where they both just stared at the open doors, then Tucker collapsed to the floor, his hands covering his face.
"Why? Why must Sam be a vegetarian?" He asked his hands. Danny smirked down at him. The open fridge was full of vegetables, fruits, some frozen loaves of bread, and some brown blobs that Danny could only describe as mud pies.
Sam held up a phone.
"Anyone up for a relaxing night full of pizza and pop?" Tucker shot up, looking like he had just been asked out by a cheerleader. "YES!"
Three hours and several pizza boxes and pop cans later, the trio sat back, their stomachs bulging. They were downstairs in Sam's giant theater room, lounging around on a giant sofa.
Thanks to the insane amounts of sugar in soda drinks, the three friends were just a little giddy.
Tucker sat surrounded by empty pop cans, unable to stop talking about his PDA and technology in general (along with the pictures he could download…).
Danny kept snickering and poking Sam, who was fighting back with a deflated pillow. One loud smack later and Danny was on his stomach, Sam sitting on his back.
"Vengeance!" She yelled, giggling. She discarded the pillow and started to poke Danny till she found where he was ticklish. Tucker's voice rose several notches to be heard over the ensuing bust of laughter from Danny.
While gasping for breath, Danny tried to fend off Sam's pokes and dislodge her all at the same time, and all only with one arm. (The other was trapt underneath him) Needless to say, Sam had no problem pinning down his arm and continuing to poke him.
"N- HA! No fair, HA HA HA! Sam!" Danny yelled between bursts of laughter. Sam just giggled and kept poking him. Grinning up at Sam (but still laughing) Danny's eyes suddenly turned green. He phased through her and hovered over her head in his black and white jumpsuit, gloating.
"Hey! You can't use ghost powers!" Sam yelled, indignant.
"Oh really?" Danny asked, lifting an eyebrow.
Tucker looked up at Sam's scream of mock horror. Sam was running around the huge room, covering her head as Danny flew after her, tickling whatever area she wasn't protecting. Sam's scream was cut off by laughter as Danny found out where Sam was ticklish.
Poor Danny, he never saw it coming. All he got out was a muffled "Umpf!" as Sam smacked him upside the head with the pillow she had thrown away earlier. Apparently, she had found it again.
Upon impact, the pillow exploded, which only encouraged the two of them because now they had the ultimate tickling weapon... a feather!
"En garde!" Sam yelled as she grabbed a feather out of the air and brandished it in front of her.
"En, en gar-Ack! Stupid feather!" Danny mumbled, fumbling around as a feather kept floating out of his grasp. Finally catching the feather, the two launched into combat. Tucker started yelling suggestions and cheering his two friends on as they danced around the red carpet, feathers held in front of them.
Danny saw an opening and lunged forward, tickling Sam's face. Sam went down laughing. Danny struck a pose and yelled heroically.
"Ha! Nobody can defeat Danny Phantom!" Sam recovered quickly and lunged at Danny.
"Ack!" Danny went down with Sam on top, her feather headed straight for Danny's face.
"I am the feather ghost!" Sam yelled over Danny's choked laughter. "Beware!" Sam continued to tickle Danny mercilessly, his laughs echoing around the room. He dropped his feather in an attempt to defend himself, only to have his free arm pinned down by Sam again.
This seemed like the sad end for Danny Phantom.
Tucker stood up and grabbed a feather, acting the part of helpful sidekick (and, besides, he couldn't let Danny lose to a girl).
"I'll save ya buddy!" Tucker yelled as he ran towards the two, feather raised above his head heroically.
Sam looked up in time to see a white feather rushing towards her face.
"Aaaah! Ah-HA HAHA!" Sam went down hard, rolling to get away from Tucker's feather.
Danny jumped up, his grin almost touching both his ears, and quickly retrieved his feather. Sam was still deftly avoiding Tucker's feather, but that was all about to change. Danny jumped into the fray with a yell. After a quick and fairly one-sided wrestle, the two boys managed to pin Sam down, their feathers held over her head menacingly.
"Tell us, Sam, where did you hide that picture of me and Danny hugging?" Tucker asked Sam, waving his feather around threateningly. Sam grinned up at Tucker, remembering the photo with a laugh. She tried to wipe the smile off of her face (and only partly succeeded) as she took on a rebellious voice
.
"I'll never tell ya, copper!" Danny's feather descended, and Sam burst out laughing as he tickled her neck with a sly grin.
"Now I'll ask agai-… what?" Sam was looking pointedly at Tucker, then switching her eyes over to Danny, then looking at Tucker pointedly again. As Danny tried to get his sugar coated brain to figure out what in the world was going on, Tucker suddenly grinned and let go of Sam.
"Huh?" Was all Danny managed to get out as Tucker and Sam turned their grinning faces towards him and lunged. Danny went intangible and the two fell through him.
"Oh, I see how it is. You two think you can take on me, huh?" Danny taunted as he floated over his two friends. "Well, guess aga-ACK"
Sam tackled Danny to the ground, losing her feather in the process. But that didn't stop her. She knew exactly where Danny was ticklish by now.
"Tucker! Get his feet!" She grinned as she heard Tucker complain about how Danny's feet stunk.
"Hey!" Danny yelled while fending off Sam. "My feet smell great compared to yours!" Sam finally got through Danny's defenses, grinning as Danny once again burst out laughing. Tucker's voice rose over the laughter.
"Sam! I can't get Danny's boots off! …and my feet don't stink!" Sam took a second to look back at Danny's white boots.
Danny finally stopped laughing long enough so that he could concentrate and phase through the floor. Sam and Tucker stood up warily, looking around for Danny. A few minutes passed, the two friends exchanging confused looks when…
Pop!
"Aaah!" Tucker jumped in surprise, going cross-eyed as he tried to focus on the suction-cupped dart that was currently vibrating on his forehead.
Pop!
Sam went cross-eyed as well.
Danny became visible again, his body shaking with barely suppressed laughter, a toy dart gun held loosely in his hand.
"You should've seen the look on your faces!" Danny managed to get out between choked laughter.
Tucker glared up at Danny as he tried to pull the dart off of his face.
Sam took one look at the dart gun, then ran out of the room. Danny was just about to chase after her, dart gun in hand, when she came back in, grinning.
Held in her hand was bazooka sized toy dart gun.
"Oh, cra-AAAHH!" Danny reeled back, a giant suction cupped dart stuck to his cheek.
THUNK! Another one landed on his chest. Danny stared down at it in astonishment. Tucker spoke up, his words mirroring Danny's thoughts.
"That is the biggest freaking dart I have ever seen!" Sam just grinned, turning her dart gun on steroids towards Tucker.
Without a second thought, Danny dove for his doomed friend, grabbing Tucker and shooting off through the wall. After a few minutes, he and Tucker phased back into the room, a dart gun in both of their hands, a grin plastered on both of their faces.
"Oh Saaaaaaaam." Tucker called. Sam must have figured out what the two were doing and had taken cover before the two boys returned fully armed.
"Sam?"
THUNK!
"Oh, you are so going down!" Tucker yelled, a giant dart stuck to the side of his face.
And with that, a giant war of hide and seek, then shoot and run away laughing your head off, started that lasted most of the night. (Sam's first shot against Tucker was later affectionately dubbed 'the shot heard round the room)
At around midnight, the three friends said goodbye, each heading their separate ways.
Danny opened the door to his house slowly, his eyelids drooping, his shoulders slumped and…
"Danny! Is that a hickey?" His mom rushed over, grabbing his head and turning it to better look at the perfectly round, red mark on his cheek. Danny's face heated up instantly, and he opened his mouth to explain.
"What!" His dad rushed in from the kitchen, grabbing Danny's head from Maddie and getting so close his breath tickled Danny's now very bright red cheek. Danny's mumbled explanations went unheard (mainly because Jack's giant hand was covering Danny's mouth) and, getting frustrated, Danny phased out of his dad's grip and stumbled back, his explanation falling out of his mouth.
"Ahh! No! It's not a hickey! It's from a dart!"
"What!" Both his parents screamed, thinking maybe Skulker had come back and shot their son.
"No! I mean, a toy dart! With a suction cup on the end!" Danny waved his arms around desperately. Both his parents gave him a blank look. Then Maddie smiled, understanding.
"Oh! You, Sam and Tucker must havehung out after school, didn't you?" Jack frowned suddenly, his booming voice echoing through the house.
"Hey! If you weren't ghost hunting, then you should have been back here by your ten o'clock curfew!" Danny shifted his feet nervously, grinning sheepishly up at his dad.
"Whew!" Danny faked a yawn, "I'm tired! I better," Danny started edging towards the stairs, "get up to bed." He turned around as he said the last, rushing up the stairs to the safety of his bedroom.
"Goodnight!" He yelled down the stairs.
"You better do your chores tomorrow, young man!" His dad's voice chased him into his room. He breathed a sigh of relief as he closed his door.
Danny smiled as he flopped onto his bed, thoughts of tomorrow's training chasing thoughts of what Vlad's face would look like when Danny finally beat him around his head. He closed his eyes, eagerly awaiting the weekend.
I kinda figured that it would take a few days for the news crews/cameras/newspapers/and the city in general to hear about Danny's identity, since at first it was just traveling by word of mouth.
Oh and by the way, it took more than a little, of a lot of sugar to make Sam act like that (That and the fact that Danny kept poking her!).
Wow, the reviews are really starting to shoot up. I'm... well, kinda surprised I gotta say. I will continue to say THANK YOU! like a billion times! But if there's something else you guys'd like, just tell me and I'll see what I can do!
Erm, so here I go...
(MissM)Heh, yeah. Destruction of school property. I wonder where theschool gets all of the money to keep up with all of the repairs?(Crazy) Thanks!I sorta got the idea fromreading theInuYasha comics. Those books are amazing!(ObiQ) Looks around innocently Who, me? Nah, you must be mistaken. Ireally do hope you like the suspense part of the story though, because that's always what makes a good story for me! (PurpleD) Sweet! Thanks!I'm glad you thought it was funny, cause I was sure cracking up writing it!It'snice to know what I'm thinkinginmy crazy brain of mine actually makes it into the print.(Rakkan) Ha! That would've been hilarious! Does bad impersonation of John Wanye "I'm gonna take you … ddddddowntown, Danny Phantom." Hee hee!(MasterP)Hey, whaddaya know, he has been missing… Hey, they should make a Danny Phantom themed roller coaster! Dude, that would be so sweet! (CaptainD) Heh, sorry. I already have the main antagonists all picked out, and he would kinda hog the limelight if I added him. Maybe my next story? (NightW) Keystone? Lucky! Wow, either you traveled far or I live pretty close to you. Ever been to Breckenridge or Beaver Creek? That's where I usually go.
This, in essence, is my Christmas chapter. All fuzzy and warm with sugary goodness! I hope you didn't mind the slight break in the story, it'll continue again sometime after Christmas. So…
MERRY CHRISTMAS, ONE AND ALL! And I hope you allhave a great New Year!