Sorry it took so long to update. I went back and tried to fix all the probs, but I probably screwed it up. Oh well. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, especially toAirGirl Phantom who pointed out the intangible/invisible thing.:)

Disclaimer: Sigh, I wish I owned Danny Phantom., but I don't.

Chapter Six: Interruptions, Irritations, and Incoming Calls

Danny and Sam both groaned as the Box Ghost popped up between them.

"Prepare for your BOXY DOOM" the irritating ghost boomed out.

"Look, if I give you some bubble wrap, will you go away for the afternoon?" Danny asked hopefully, beginning to feel the stress from the past three days again.

"NO BRIBE WILL RID ME! FOR I HAVE COME TO TRAP YOU IN MY..."

"Alright, alright, we get it!" Sam yelled, starting to understand why Danny never had time to relax.

"Fine, let's do this the hard way." Danny said, while glancing around to see if the coast was clear.

"Going Ghost!" He shouted!

Sam just leaned back against the tree as Danny stood up and took off after the most annoying ghost in the Ghost Zone.

Figuring she had a few minutes before Danny came back, she took out her cell phone and dialed Tucker's number.

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"Dude, do you not get the meaning of BAD TIMING?" Danny yelled, as he chased the Box Ghost.

"TIME? I DO NOT NEED TO FOLLOW TIME. FOR I AM THE BOX..."

"Argh! I do not need the monologue. Just get in the thermos so I can go back to Sam."

"NO!" The Box Ghost yelled, and then took off, forcing Danny to chase him all over Amity Park.

"Well, at least I only need one hand for this. I can call Tuck and ask him what to do about Sam."

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Tucker was in the middle of uploading all of his new footage when his phone rang.

"Yelllooo." He answered, knowing it was either Sam or Danny.

"TUCKER! What do I do? He came after! But we haven't said anything, and the stupid Box Ghost, and, and WHY HASN'T HE SAID ANYTHING!" A frantic Sam screamed into the phone.

"Sam, I..."

"What if he says he just wants to be friends? What if I shocked him so much that he doesn't even remember it? HE MADE ME TAKE HIM TO NASTY BURGER FOR FOOD! FOOD!"

"Sam."

"And what about Mrs. Paulina Fenton? Ugh I still want to gag just thinking about it! Or Val? If she stops trying to kill him, I just know that they'll want to go out."

"Sam!"

"And I'm freaking out! I'm a Goth, Goth's aren't supposed to freak. They're supposed to express their extreme disdain with life and society, but NOT FREAK OUT! OR MAUL THEIR BEST FRIENDS!"

"MAUL? WHAT HAPPENED?" Tucker yelled out, wondering just what his best-friends had been doing.

Sam, paused mid-rant, and said "What? Nothing happened. Absolutely nothing!"

Tucker, fully exasperated, sighed, and rolled his eyes. "Why don't you just ask him? Ask him how he's feeling? You didn't exactly let him say anything when you kissed him." He pointed out.

Sam sighed and replied, "Well, I., I didn't want to keep James waiting."

Tucker snorted and said "Suuurre. Where is Danny anyway?"

"Stupid Box Ghost with the WORST timing showed up and he had to go capture him." She answered.

Tucker wondered exactly what the worst timing part was about, but figured he'd suffer later if he asked.

"Well Sam just.." Tucker paused as he heard the incoming call beep on his phone. "Sam, I gotta go. Just talk to Danny when he gets back."

"But, but," Tucker heard Sam sputter as he clicked over the line, knowing who would be on the other end.

He failed to hear Sam's annoyed voice yell, "Oh great. What do you want?"

Sorry this one was so short. The next one will be longer. I just didn't have time to write any more. The next update should be up by 6/17. X's & O's :)