Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or anything affiliated with the show. I'm simply borrowing it for the sake of my story. Of course, if Butch Hartman wanted to give it to me, I'd be fine with that too.
A quick note: I'm sure this story line has been used a lot, and if it hasn't then it's probably because it's really lame and no one will like it. I just had to try it out though to see what people would think. It's my sister's fault. She brought out our old tape of recorded DP eppies. And although it didn't have "Fanning the Flames" on it, she's now out in the garage looking for the one that does. I love Danny Phantom, and I'm a big stickler for Danny and Sam romance. I'm actually saving up for an iPod so I can download all the available eppies into it. Anyway, this story takes place maybe a couple eppies after "Fanning the Flames." I came up with this idea after rewatching "Fanning the Flames." It was kind of cute in my head, but I don't think it came out the same on paper. Oh, well. You guys judge.
Chapter 1: Love Song
It was, it was September,
Wind blows, the dead leaves fall,
To you, I did surrender,
Two weeks, you didn't call
Your life goes on without me,
My life, a losing game,
But you should, you should not doubt me,
You will remember my name
Danny clapped the lid on to yet another Fenton Thermos, sighing with relief. "I think that's the last one."
"Wow, that's six in one day," Tucker said, having kept track of everything on his PDA. "They must be getting really desperate to take you down."
"Skulker definitely is," Danny muttered, his hand moving unconsciously to a bleeding wound on his arm.
"We'd better get your arm taken care of," Sam said as the ghost boy landed beside her.
He went human, picking at the cut. "I'll be fine. Ouch!"
"Oh, that's real smart, Danny. Let's pick and poke at it so it gets infected." The goth girl stood with her hands on her hips, eyebrow raised. "Are you going to let me look at that, or what?"
"Fine, fine." He held his arm out to her, and she leaned down a little to look at it.
"It doesn't look too bad," she admitted, wiping off the blood with one of the sanitizing hand wipes she kept in her pocket.
She carried around a mini first aid kit in her pockets: band-aids, bandages, and sanitizing wipes.
"Ow, that stings," Danny whined.
"Oh, don't be such a baby," she muttered, but she dabbed at it more gently the next time.
"Aw, you love birds are too cute," Tucker said.
"We're not love birds!" the couple shouted. They looked at each other then Sam went back to cleaning Danny's arm while he glared at Tucker.
Ever since Ember had "love-spelled" Danny, the ghost boy and the goth girl had been a little awkward around each other. It didn't stop Tucker from teasing them just as much as he had before, of course.
Sam tied a small bandage around Danny's arm then straightened. "There. All done."
"Okay, let's just get out of here and get home now," Danny said.
"I'll walk. My house is just right here," Tucker said, pointing down the road.
"We'll see you tomorrow, Tuck'," Sam said, and Danny said his own goodbyes before the techno geek headed home.
Danny held Sam's hand, and the two of them left the ground as he went ghost once more and flew off toward her house⦠er, mansion. They were about halfway there when Danny's ghost sense went off, and he sighed.
"I'll set you down somewhere safe," he said.
"It's a little late for that, dipstick," a familiar voice said, "and anyway, this makes my job so much easier."
Danny turned them around to face the teen rock star only to be blasted by an all too familiar love song.
