Hello!
This is ultimately one of my favorite songs ever! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Danny Phantom is owned by Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon Studios. Daniel Beddingfield owns the song "If You're Not the One."
Chapter One
Heart For Sale
To the one meant for me.
If you're not the one than why does my soul feel glad…today?
"We're seniors, we're seniors, ha ha ha ha ha ha," Tucker Foley said in a singsong voice. He stretched out in the booth and popped the menu up in front of his face.
Sam Manson slid in on the opposite side, Danny Fenton quickly following behind her.
"For those of us who act like it, we apologize for the ones that don't," she said to the waitress, shaking her head.
"Milkshakes on me," Tucker volunteered. "Chocolate-strawberry sounds good to me."
"Really?" Danny asked.
"Yep. You know I've always liked chocolate," he replied, grinning.
"Okay then," Sam said. "Double fudge, blacker than black."
"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Tucker said, his attention still on the menu in front of him.
"Vanilla-mocha," Danny ordered.
The blonde haired waitress, now in a slightly better mood after hearing the three bicker, wrote down the orders and walked off to the kitchens.
"Hmm…chili cheese dog," Tucker said randomly.
Both Sam and Danny burst into laughter at their friend's insanity. Danny reached for a menu, rolling his baby blue eyes, at the same time Sam did, and for a millisecond, their hands enclosed on each other. Their eyes met, staring deeply as if lost in their own worlds.
"You can let go…you know, if you want," Tucker teased, not even bothering to actually look at the two teens.
The trance between Danny and Sam seemed to automatically break and Sam handed him a menu, clearing her throat. She then slid her foot very hard into the seat in front of her, her leg colliding hard with Tucker's.
"Ow!" he said, glaring at her.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that," she said, layering on the sarcasm.
The waitress came back at that time, carrying three glasses full of silky ice cream, whipped cream topping all three.
Tucker took his and held it up. "I propose a toast."
"Can we order first?" Sam asked.
"Oh yeah," he said, lowering it again. "Chili cheese dog."
Sam and Danny ordered as well, and as soon as the waitress had left, Tucker raised his glass again.
"Now, I propose a toast," he said.
"For what?" Danny asked.
"For good times, bad times, and all the little stuff in between," Sam offered, holding up her own glass.
"For friendship and more," Tucker said.
"And more?" Sam asked.
Tucker rolled his eyes. "You still don't get it, never mind. Come on Danny, your turn."
"Umm….for being there with each other, through everything," he decided, putting his glass into the air.
The three clinked their glasses together and took sips at the same time. Danny swiped his cherry out with his fingers and dangled it by the stem near Sam's face.
She gasped and smiled, reaching for it, but he pulled it away just as she got close. Raising an eyebrow, she reached for it again, swinging her hand tentatively like a cat did with a mouse.
He pulled it back and moved the cherry so that it was just barely hovering over her mouth. She tilted her head back and bit at it, but he pulled it up. She grinned and tried it again, this time being successful.
"Have you guys ever heard of the song 'Wicked Game?" Tucker asked.
"Yes."
"No."
"It's by Chris Issaks, isn't it?" Danny asked.
"Yeah. That song totally describes you two," he said.
"It does not," Danny said.
"I've never heard it," Sam said. "At least, I don't think I've ever heard it before."
"It does not," he repeated.
"Oh, so it's the opposite?" Tucker teased.
"I think I get it now," Sam said.
"So will it ever happen then?"
"What?" both of them asked in unison.
"Never mind," Tucker said.
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The usual car ride home, this time in Danny's small silver Echo, was uneventful until about five minutes away from Sam's house.
"Let's play Spanglish Spasm," Tucker said suddenly.
The two teens exchanged glances, Danny driving, Sam riding shotgun beside him. "What?" they both asked.
"Come on…play with me please?" Tucker pleaded from the backseat.
While Sam burst into a fit of hysterical laughter, Danny managed to say, "That's okay," in between laughing so hard.
"You guys need to get your heads out of the gutter," Tucker said, shaking his head. "Please? For old times' sakes?"
"You act like we're dying," Danny stated.
"Please?" He tried to make a puppy dog put, but succeeded in biting his lip instead. He muttered a few choice words, holding his mouth.
"Don't hurt yourself," Sam teased. "I guess I can play. What about you Danny? Are you up for a game of Spanglish Spasm?"
"I am not singing," he said. "But sure."
"Uno," Tucker began.
"Dos."
"Tres."
"Catorce," Sam concluded.
"That new song by U2," Tucker said, snapping his fingers. "It's like…hello--"
"-- Hello by Evanescence," Sam said. She began to sing. "Holding my last--"
"--One Last Breath by Creed," Danny added. "Who also sings hermosa."
"Beautiful," Tucker said. "Umm…beautiful also means pretty, so Pretty Woman--"
"--Starring Julia Roberts who was also in The--"
"--Mexican, where una chica y uno chico fell in love, leading them to their own deaths because of a cursed gun--"
"That was also in the country song, "Beer For My Horses," by Willie Nelson, who is best known for his famoso songs on guitarra like--"
"Carlos Santana," Tucker purred. "Carlos Santana es famoso para su carte, "Smooth," sung by--"
"--Rob Thomas," Danny said. "Who starred in one episode of--"
"--Charmed," Sam guessed. "About tres brujas who--"
"Tortura, by Shakira," Danny said, grinning. Tucker gave him a high five from the back and Sam rolled her eyes. Danny thought of something quickly to say. "Who also sang, When--"
"—I'm Gone by 3 Doors Down, who originated from Louisiana which is famosa for-"
"Mardi Gras fiestas," all three of them said at once. They all laughed for the longest time.
Finally, Tucker cleared his throat. "Unless you want me to say something inappropriate about what the ladies do at Mardi Gras, I'm stuck."
"Inappropriate conduct has never stopped you before," Sam pointed out.
"I'm stuck too," Danny said, tapping the wheel.
"That was pretty fun," Sam admitted. "And good timing too because now--" She stopped, her lilac eyes widening as they caught sight of her house.
Suddenly, she pulled on the handle and opened the passenger side door, jumping out onto the sidewalk.
Danny skidded to a halt immediately. He hadn't been driving fast at all, considering he'd been planning to stop in front of her house anyway, but his car had still been in motion.
"Sam—what the heck?" Tucker asked, lurching forward slightly.
"Tucker, look!" Danny said, putting the car into park and turning the ignition off.
"What?" Tucker asked, confused. He followed his friends, getting out of the car. He then realized what was wrong.
There in the middle of Sam's yard, clear as day, was a bright sign, with the words, "For Sal," printed in block letters.
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Gasps, then hits self. I knew that was going to happen Anyway, what do you think?
Spanglish Spasm is a game that I created. If you don't already know how to play, I can send you instructions via email if you would like. It's quite a fun game actually when you don't get stuck like those three did. Cause it really passes time and can go on for a while.
Spanish Translations:
Hermosa: Beautiful
Uno, Dos, Tres…Catorce: 1, 2, 3…14
Una chica: a girl
Un chico: a boy
Guitarra: guitar
Famoso: famous
Carlos Santana es famoso para su cante…: Carlos Santana is famous for his song….
Brujas: witches
Fiestas: parties
Please R&R! Here's your sneak peek to chapter two!
Chapter Two: Going Away
The two boys were silent on the car ride back to Tucker's house, which was really odd for both of them, most especially Tucker. They drove most of the way not speaking. Finally, when they were about a block from his house—
"So…this sucks," he said.
"Yeah," Danny said softly.
"So much for spending the rest of our lives with each other, huh?" he asked. He scratched his chin thoughtfully. "We should do something radical to get her parents to let her stay at least."
"Like what?" he asked.
He was not trying to be serious in his next statement, but it came out that way anyway. "Hey, you're old enough. Why don't you propose to her or something?"
Lateraina Wolf
