WoM- 'laughing' Wow it's nice to get such an… ah… interesting response. 'sweat drop.' I've not firmly determined that 'breeding' is in fact one of the words you can throw into any conversation that completely kills any seriousness that may have been (My friends and I have found that others include 'Doomed' and anything that can be taken as sexual in nature. (That list can go on forever…))
"The wise man in the storm prays God, not for safety from danger, but for deliverance from fear."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Scene 11
Sam sighed and smiled to herself as she hung up the phone, shaking her head. She didn't know what Tucker had done, but knowing him he probably deserved it. She just hoped it wasn't another crack at her relationship with Danny…
"Sammy-kins! Are you awake yet? Electra and I are ready to go!" Sam froze.
'Maybe it's not too late to crawl back into the bed…' She thought hopefully. Just then, her door opened and her mother walking in wearing another vivid pink eyesore.
"Ah, you're awake!" She said happily, "Get dressed sweetie, we're leaving in ten minutes."
"But-!" Sam started to protest.
"Now now, Samantha, we'd leave as soon as you wake up, wasn't that the promise?" Her mother said with a pointed look.
"Well, yeah but-!"
"You're not going to go back on your word, are you?" Sam made a noise that was a cross between a sigh and a groan.
"Alright, alright!" She grumbled. "Gimme a minute to change."
"Could you wear that pretty dress your father and I gave you for Hanukkah?" Her mother pressed. Sam's eyes narrowed.
"Pushing it…" She growled. Mrs. Manson rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Fine, fine." She said, "Electra and I will be in the limo waiting for you to finish. And please nothing with spikes or chains this time?" Sam rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Fine, fine!" Sam froze. "…That didn't just happen." Mrs. Manson smiled slightly.
"Whatever you say, Sweetie," She said, leaving the room. Sam groaned.
'Somebody please kill me…'
"Well, what do you think?" Jazz asked nervously, twirling around so her mother could see the outfit from all sides.
"Perfect!" Maddie said, clapping her hands, "It looks gorgeous on you, Jazz! Now we just need to find shoes, jewelry, a purse that matches that dress, a coat incase it gets cold out…"
"Slow down mom," Jazz laughed at the glow in Maddie's eyes. "Danny and Dad still need food, remember?"
"True…" Maddie sighed mournfully, "Fine, we'll go without the coat. But we absolutely HAVE to find you a pair of nice heels!"
"That much I can settle for," Jazz laughed, "Come on, I know the perfect place, too."
The two Fenton women laughed as they strolled through the mall, four bags between them already. Jazz couldn't help but grin as she looked around her. Shopping sprees with her mom were always fond memories for her, since Maddie actually did have a fairly decent fashion sence once you got her away from jumpsuits.
Besides, Maddie always acted like a normal woman when you gave her a credit card and a mall to scour, no a ghost obsessed freak as Jazz was to fond of referring to her parents. She was-!
"Ooh!" Maddie squealed, running over to a shop full of ghost-themed decorations for the house. Jazz sighed as she watched her go.
Well, she was better, at any rate…
Smiling slightly, Jazz followed her mom into the store, looking around her. She raised an eyebrow at the sheer volume of the collection, most of which had her brother's face, name or DP insignia somewhere on them. There were lots of posters, toys, clothing and a few things Jazz would never expect, like a Danny Phantom themed day-by-day calendar, which supposedly had a different picture of Danny and a quote of his on every page.
Jazz couldn't help but giggle at some of the stuff, though the life-sized cardboard cut out kind of creeped her out a bit…
"Look, Jazz!" Maddie called eagerly, drawing her daughter's attention away from the absolutely adorable Phantom plush she was seriously considering buying just to see the look on Danny's face when he saw it. "Wouldn't these look adorable on the mantel?" Jazz blinked, looking down at what was in her mother's had and grinning.
Snow globes featuring Danny Phantom and the 'Mysterious Masked Hunter' locked in battle.
"Sure, mom!" Jazz said sweetly, "Buy one for Danny, too. I'm sure he'll love it! This one, maybe?" She picked up the one that had Danny getting blasted by an ecto-blast.
Her duties as an older sister to pick on her little brother just because every now and then out weighted her duties as one of Danny's Phantom's protectors, after all…
Maddie and Jazz spent another good fifteen minutes on the store, and left with another three bags. Jazz had decided to buy the plush after all, along with a silver necklace with the DP symbol on it and several other things. She hadn't seen most of the stuff Maddie bought, but decided she either didn't want to know or would find out later when her dad blathered on about it.
"Here's the store I was telling you about, Mom," Jazz said, pulling her mom into the store, "It's all really cool! Some of it can get pricey, but you can still find a good deal a lot of times…"
Maddie laughed, following Jazz willingly and looking around with wide eyes at some of the prices for the products around her.
"Wow," She said, "This IS pricey…"
"Oh no dear!" A loud voice exclaimed, drawing the attention of the female Fentons towards the dressing room, there three familiar people stood, "That dress simply doesn't go with you complexion!" Jazz blinked.
"Sam?" She said as she approached the girl. Her brother's friend looked up.
"Jazz?" she said. After a quick glance at her mother to make sure she was distracted, the younger girl grabbed Jazz's arm and pulled her away, "Please tell me you can save me!" Jazz bit back a laugh at the look on the Goth's face.
"Sorry, Sam," She said with as much sincerity as she could muster, "I've got a semi-major crisis to handle right now."
"Danny-related?" The girl asked.
"This time, no," Jazz laughed, "Speaking of which, check THIS out!" Eager to see the girl's reaction, Jazz pulled out the Danny Phantom plush. Violet eyes widened at the sight of the toy before Sam started to laugh.
"How cute!" She said, "Aw, man, I wish I could see what Danny says when he sees THIS!"
"I know!" Jazz laughed, "Can you imagine? Who would've thought my little brother would be made into a plush toy…"
"What about Danny?" Electra asked as she came up beside them. Jazz hastily hid the toy.
"Nothing!" She said, "So, Electra, how's the movie going?"
"Fairly well, everything considered," Electra answered. "We're getting a lot of good material, thanks to Danny Phantom and that girlfriend of his…"
"She's NOT his girlfriend!" Sam snapped, glowering at Electra. The girl raised an eyebrow.
"What do you care?" She challenged, "I thought you liked Danny?"
"Really?" Jazz said before Sam could respond, "Because I was under the impression YOU liked Danny." Electra looked faintly annoyed at the interruption.
"You mean like you like Derris?" She asked, "Congratulations on your big date, by the way." Sam blinked.
"Date?" She repeated, "What date?"
"It's nothing, Sam," Jazz said automatically.
"She didn't tell you?" Electra asked Sam innocently, "She and Derris are going out tonight, just the two of them. Probably in the way Derris always works, too," Now it was Jazz's turn to be confused.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"What, you don't honestly think you're the first girl he pulled this trick on, do you?" Electra snorted, "And I thought you were supposed to be smart…"
"Knock it off, Electra," Sam snapped. The girl glared at her before rolling her eyes.
"Derris uses the same trick every time he finds a girl he thinks will get people's attention," Electra explained, "He doesn't care about romance, or anything else for that matter. The only thing that's ever mattered to him was how he looks to the public eye, and he'll do anything to stay there in the spotlight."
"You say that like you wouldn't" Sam said coldly.
"Derris takes it to a new level," Electra said, shrugging, "Ask him anything if you don't believe me, he'll either make up some bull answer he knows you want to hear, or he's give you one of those political no-promise promises." And with that the actress stood. "See ya," She sang, walking away.
As she left, Sam and Jazz exchanged glances.
"This is the place?" Tucker asked, blinking.
"Yep!" Mandy said happily, "Cool, huh?"
"…Uhh…"
'Cool,' Wasn't exactly the word Danny would use to describe the house in front of him. Auntie Gloria lived in a large, creepy manor that seemed to stretch into the sky. The place was old, weed ridden and in need of another two or three layers of paint.
"Come on, we're expected," Mandy said, trotting up the pebble path to the front porch.
"You pickin' up any ghosts here?" Tucker asked Danny in a whisper as the two of them followed, "This place screams horror movie…" Though Danny agreed with his friend internally, he felt it was best to ignore the eerie setting the best he could.
"Come on, Tuck," He said, "you're just overreacting." And, to show he wasn't afraid, Danny picked up the pace as Mandy entered the old house without even knocking.
Hesitating a moment, Danny and Tucker followed her in, to find the inside of the house looked little better than the outside, with a black and blood red themed décor Sam would probably kill to have.
"I'm in the kitchen." A voice called form somewhere in the house, "Watch your step, boy, and don't worry about the statue, it's nothing important." Danny puzzled over this for a moment until he felt movement by his feet and looked down to find a tarantula as big as Sable poking at the hem of his jeans.
Yelping, Danny backed away, bumping into a statue which fell to the ground with a loud 'CRASH!'
Here was silence for a moment until what just happened finally sank into the heads of the two boys.
"Time to go," Tucker said, turning to leave.
"No," Danny said, shaken but stubborn, "Not yet. I want to know what's going on." Sidestepping the giant spider the best he could (All the while amazed that Sable, who was sitting on his shoulder again, was merely eyeing it with bored curiosity.) Danny followed Mandy into the kitchen, where an older woman dressed in a forest green dress was sitting with a glass of orange juice, water and soda on the table and a saucer of cream on the floor. Sable jumped from Danny's shoulder when she noticed this, eagerly going to lap the cream up.
"…Uh…" Danny said, a little spooked. It was unsettling that the woman knew they were all coming and what to put out for each of them to drink…
"Relax, boy," Auntie Gloria said, "I don't bite. Now sit down, we need to talk." Raising her voice, the woman added, "And leave Viscount alone! He won't bother you, kid, just walk around him!" It took Danny a moment to realize she was talking to Tucker, who still hadn't entered the room.
"How are you doing that?" Danny asked, amazed.
"Clairvoyance," Auntie Gracie answered.
"Huh?" Danny frowned.
"It has many different names, the third eye, the sixth sense, future sight…" Auntie Gracie shrugged helplessly.
"You're psychic?" Danny clarified, not all that surprised. He was beginning to suspect as much from Mandy…
"Psychic?" Auntie Gracie made a face. "Nah. Hate that word, kid. I'm just a woman who's blessed and cursed with more them most people know. You can relate to that, can't you?" Danny smiled wryly down at his glass.
"Yeah," He said, "I guess I can." Clearing his throat, he added, "Does that mean you've been reading my mind since I came here?"
"No," Auntie Gracie said, "I'm not that powerful, especially with the safeguards you've put up. I doubt Merlin himself could enter a mind like your uninvited."
"But you're way more powerful then me, Auntie Gracie!" Mandy piped up. To Danny she added, "Auntie Gracie Sees people she's never met before. She even saw you before!"
"That was a long time ago," Auntie Gracie said dismissively, "You weren't even born at the time, so I didn't make the connection until recently."
"So you can see things before they happen?" Danny asked, "That must be useful."
"It is and it isn't," Auntie Gracie sighed, "Mandy, can you help that boy in the other room? I don't want him breaking that table he's climbed up on…"
"Yes, Auntie Gracie!" Mandy said eagerly, leaving the room to help Tucker. As soon as she left, Auntie Gracie turned back to talk to Danny in a low voice.
"Like your powers, ours are a terrible burden," She told Danny softly. "We have no say over what we See and don't See, and most of the time we can't make the proper connections until it is too late." She closed her eyes here, "I'm a detective, you see. I find missing people, living and dead, when no one else knows where they are. Very few people find my work credible, my own sister among them."
"But is these powers run in your family-!"
"It's not a matter of blood, child," Auntie Gracie sighed, "No one really knows what opens up the Third eyes for us. Most of my fellow Clairvoyants believe it to be the will of a higher being, or fate,"
"And you don't?" Danny asked.
"Do you believe your powers were given to you through a divine law of order, that you're merely a puppet to someone else's will?"
"No to the first one," Danny said, "And actually, yes to the second. I feel like that a lot."
"The other one?" Auntie Gracie asked. Danny frowned in return.
"Huh?"
"The other one like you, only with the evil heart," Danny's frowned deepened until he made the connection.
"Oh!" He said, "You mean Vlad,"
"Dunno his name, kid," Auntie Gracie said, "I just know he'll only become more trouble for you as time goes on,"
"I don't need to see the future to tell that," Danny said with a wry smile. Auntie Gracie frowned.
"Did Mandy tell you why you're here, Danny?" She asked suddenly.
"No," Danny shrugged, "Just that she needed someone to watch her while she came to visit you,"
"She came here because she Saw that it was necessary for me to meet you," Auntie Gracie explained, "Because I have something important to tell you."
"What?" Danny asked, a little concerned. Auntie Gracie sighed, closing her eyes for a moment before fixing Danny with a piercing look.
"Danny," She said softly, "A Judgment Day is approaching you at a rapid pace. At some point in the near future, you will either have to sacrifice your own life or watch a loved one die…"
"Wasn't the show great?" Derris asked with a warm smile.
"Yeah," Jazz said, smiling faintly back, "It was really amazing…" Though after seeing real life magic and so much more at the hands of ghosts, slight of hands had little appeal for the girl.
"Something wrong?" Derris asked, sounding worried.
"Ask him anything if you don't believe me, he'll either make up some bull answer he knows you want to hear, or he's give you one of those political no-promise promises…"
"No," Jazz said, "Everything's fine." Then, deciding to test Electra's word, she added, "Though I'm a little worried about my brother…"
"Come on, Jazz," Derris smiled, "I'm sure he'll be fine without you for a night. Besides, he probably won't mind if you have a little fun."
'What I wanted to hear…' Jazz couldn't help but think. Shoving that away, she addressed the boy out loud.
"I know, but I'm worried. With all the ghosts recently, there's no way Phantom can be everywhere at once, right?"
"Mm," Derris said.
"What?" Jazz asked, "you don't think Phantom would save Danny?"
"I never said that, Jazz," Derris said, "Sit down, enjoy you meal."
"Not until you give me your honest opinion, Derris," Jazz said seriously, "Do you think Phantom is evil?"
"Of course not," Derris said with a wide smile, "He's a hero, it's obvious to the world." Jazz's eyes narrowed even more.
"Electra was right about you, wasn't she," Jazz asked coolly.
"What?" Derris asked, taken aback.
"Never mind," Jazz said walking away, "We're through here. I can't be with someone who won't do their own thinking." And, without another word, Jazz left the restaurant, leaving a very confused, very surprised actor in her wake.
WoM- Urg… 'dizzy,' Still haven't gotten over my writer's blocks. Besides, I'm kinda depressed lately, everything considered… still, I won't give up the fight! SAVE DANNY PHANTOM!
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Next update; February 2nd
See you then!
ATTENTION!
As I'm sure most of you are already aware, Nick is threatening to cancel Danny Phantom after just three seasons (for the official statement from Butch, go here http/ butchhartman. com/ forumIII/ index. php? act ST&f 2&t 7072&st 0# entry170905 without the spaces)
http/ butchhartman. com/ forumIII/ index. php? act ST&f 2&t 7072&st 0# entry170905Naturally, I'm one of the people fighting to keep Danny Phantom running, so I beg you to send in letters with my own to the following address;
Cyma Zharghami or Marjorie Cohn
Nickelodeon
or1515 Broadway
New York, New York
10036
USA
Attention: Programming.
And to sign the petitions below (Again, without the spaces);
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