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Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own anything remotely connected to Danny Phantom. I do however own a very, very old New Kids On The Block bed sheet.

Chapter Four: Chills, Chicken Wings, and Cheesy Grins.

Danny sat next to Sam, with his arms behind his head, looking like he was the most comfortable person in the world.

The same couldn't be said for poor Sam. A thousand questions were flying around her head, and she couldn't quit looking out the window, praying for a ghost to suddenly pop up and make Danny distracted enough so that she could figure out what she was going to say.

She was not only anxious, she was extremely annoyed. Only Danny could go from complete shock to chasing her down, only to hitch a ride with her to get food. FOOD! The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. And just why was she listening to him? She was Sam, the independent, ultra recylo vegetarian goth who listened to no one's orders, especially her parents.

Just as she was getting ready to turn towards him and quietly yell at him, she saw one of his arms go completely intangible and he hit his head against the neck rest. Hard.

She started to grin as she held down the giggles that threatened to burst out. Pretending to look out the window again, she saw his reflection straighten up and look over at her.

Serves him right, she mused. She leaned over towards him, noticing the sweat that was starting to form on his brow.

Alright, it's time to make him squirm for his dinner, Sam thought, trying not show any hint of amusement on her face. She was usually very shy about showing her feelings toward Danny, but after the random kiss, she didn't have much to loose. Except his friendship.

"Danny," She whispered, getting as close as possible without being too close.

Danny whipped his head around to her, barely missing her nose.

"Danny, what do you want?" Sam asked, not sounding at all like his Sam.

"Ugh, ugh..." Danny started to stammer, desperately trying to get out any word from the English language.

"Que Pasa?"

DANGIT. Danny yelled at his brain.

Sam just raised one eyebrow and asked "Danny what do you want to eat? In english please."

"Oh." Danny answered, silently wondering what was going on with his brain. Maybe it was still jello from when Freak Show had transformed him.

"O-rings?" Sam asked, enjoying herself immensely.

Danny just nodded, figuring his brain was not to be trusted. He had already blown his attempt to appear calm and in control of what was happening between them. He just hopped his pants weren't going to disappear any time soon. He never could control his powers when he was nervous.

He honestly hadn't thought about what he was going to do AFTER he caught up with her and convinced her to talk to him in the park. In fact, the whole "talking" thing was blowing his mind. What was he supposed to say?

'Gee thanks for the kiss. Can we try it again, so this time I'll be prepared? Preferably without Tuck's camera?' He accidentally let out a little snort as he imagined what Sam would say to that.

Sam, who had moved back next to the window, looked over when she heard Danny snorting. She opened her mouth to ask what was wrong with him when the black window started to roll down.

"Get down!" she hissed at Danny, while shoving him down to the floor. They both temporarily forgot about Danny's ability to become invisible.

"We're here miss!" James chirped from up front. "What would you like to order? The usual tofu sandwich and wheat germ shake?"

"Ewww..." Danny whispered, from his cramped hiding spot.

Sam lightly stepped on Danny's fingers with her heavy combat boots, trying to get him to shut up. And to make him apologize later for critiquing her eating habits.

"Um, actually James, I want a large order of Onion-rings and twoo...triple thick strawberry milkshake. Yum Yum, gotta have the thick milkshake." Sam answered, wincing as she realized how awful she was at lying during extreme situations.

Danny, having finally remembered his ghost powers, disappeared completely, and removed his fingers from under Sam's huge boots. He then crawled back to his comfortable spot next to Sam.

James's rolled the black window back up and proceeded to place the order.

"Ow!" Danny hissed at Sam, still invisible.

Sam jumped slightly, not realizing he had gotten so close to her. She felt a chill go down her arm and hoped to all things Goth that Danny wouldn't see her shiver.

But of course he did.

And he did the only thing he could think of to pay her back for making him squirm earlier.

He leaned in closer, and whispered oh so softly into her ear "Just wait till we get to the park. You have so much 'splaining to do... SAMANTHA."

Sam growled and tried to elbow Danny in the ribs, but since he was still intangible, her arm went right through him.

Danny chuckled lightly and leaned back into the seat.

Before Sam could retaliate, James rolled down the black window again and turned towards them.

"Here you go...Samantha."

Sam froze, only able to blink once, twice, while her driver smiled at her.

"I've known you for 14 years miss. In all the years that I've ordered your food, you have never ordered onion rings. Plus, it's not every day the town ghost hero chases after your limo."

Danny, who had turned invisible as soon as the window rolled down, looked over at Sam and then back to the driver. He didn't even realize he had grabbed Sam's hand until he felt her start to tremble slightly.

Sam opened her mouth, not quite sure of what to say when James held up the food bag.

"Now miss, don't worry about it. Did you know I was in the CIA once? They threw me out when I refused to tell them who my contacts were. But that's ok. I got a nice job being a taxi driver for awhile." He smiled at Sam and both teens realized that their secret was safe.

"Thanks James." Sam said, meaning it from the bottom of her heart.

"How do the kids say it," James replied. "Oh yes, "Tis not a thing but a chicken wing."

Danny and Sam both laughed, finally relaxing.

"Now I think you'd best get your food before it gets cold. Or before the people behind us in line start to beat on the car."

And with that, Sam smiled at her driver/friend and moved forward to get their food.

Except she couldn't move that far because of the slight tugging of her arm. She looked down and realized that she was grasping Danny's hand so hard her knuckles had turned white.

Danny let go quickly, and Sam was able to get the food from James.

"Alright, onward to the park." James chirped out and rolled the black window back up.

The limo started to move again and both let out a huge sigh of relief.

Sam placed the milkshake in the cup-holder that had magically popped up between them after she pressed a small button on the arm rest.

She then placed the food between them as Danny became visible again.

Danny looked over at Sam right when she turned to ask him if he wanted ketchup.

They stopped, blushed and grinned their fairly cheesy grins.

"Right..."Sam said, when she had calmed down. "Food?"

Danny grinned and replied "Food."

And they both started to chow down.

Sam started to reach for the milkshake right at the same time as Danny. Their hands froze on the huge cold cup, Danny's on top of Sam's when James chirped from the front seat.

"We're here."

I know, I'm teasing my lovely readers. I'll try to stop. The next chapter will be the major fluff chapter. And then Sam and Danny will deal with Tucker:) Poor Tucker. I'll update a.s.a.p. X's & O's!