"Elizabeth, I know this came as quite a shock…Yes, I can understand how you would feel….Is such language really necessary?"
Sam blinked blearily and rubbed her eyes. She had been leaning against Danny's shoulder, dozing as Mrs. Fenton discussed their "situation" to Elizabeth Manson, Sam's mother. This conduct was not surprising, especially since they had been discussing said situation for over an hour. Sam turned to Danny, who had just raised his head and yawned. He smiled slightly at her and raised his hand to rub his eyes, bringing one of Sam's hands with it. Danny looked at the handcuffs puzzled for a second before he remembered their problem. He groaned and leaned his head backwards over the back of the couch.
Maddie yelled into the phone. "I CAN AND WILL FIX IT, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! AND WHAT DO YOU HAVE AGAINST JUMPSUITS?"
Sam and Danny jumped as they heard a phone slammed down. Mrs. Fenton walked into the room. Her face was red and she was clearly fuming. "Well, Sam, you can stay here until the cuffs are removed, but I can't say your mother is incredibly happy about that. She does use the term "Restriction order" quite freely, you know."
Sam turned red and said, "I'm sorry. She…can be a little uptight."
Maddie sniffed. "Yes, well anyway, it's ten o'clock on a school night. It's time for you to get dressed and go to bed."
Danny coughed and blushed. "Mom, about that….how will we change?"
Maddie stopped half-way up the stairs. "Hmmm…"
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Changing did prove to be quite a tricky episode involving blindfolds, scissors and massive embarrassment.
Jazz turned out to own about three halter-tops, the only kind of shirt Sam could wear, while attached at the wrist to Danny. So these shirts would prove quite useful throughout the week. Unfortunately for Sam, none of these shirts were black, they were all varying shades of pink and turquoise. Plans to buy out 'Living Hell's supply of black halter and tube-tops the next day were made by a crimson Sam.
Danny's predicament was a little worse. Jack Fenton owned a shirt that zipped up one side, for reasons unknown. It was definitely the dorkiest shirt anybody had ever seen. And yet, Danny would have to wear it tomorrow. Once Jazz had stopped snickering, she promised to help him search the mall for another option.
Danny and Sam had to sleep in the same bed, to their mutual embarrassment. They managed to drift off to sleep as far opposite one another as possible.
Author's Note: Yes, I had to give them embarrassing clothes, because it had to be logical. You can't wear the same clothes for two days straight and you can't put on a normal shirt without access to one arm. I love reviews people! I'm new to comedy!