HOLY KABOLEY! That was the most reviews I've ever gotten for a single chapter! The response to that first chapter was completely overwhelming, so much so that I regret I cannot respond to each review individually, as I do not have much time online. Just know that I appreciate each and every review deeply! And, the story is already finished, so I should be able to update frequently. Thanks so much!
To answer a question a couple of you asked…there's not much D/S, since this focuses mostly on just the problem at hand. But there is a little bit in the final chapter. I couldn't resist.
Woohoo! Chapter 2! Ouch, that rhymed.
From now on, I'm going to refer to Sam and Danny as themselves, not by the body they are in. Except for when somebody is talking to them and doesn't know it's not them.
Check the rating, kiddos. For real life girly issues. But nothing too bad, really!
Well, This Is Awkward
Chapter 2
Something Like That
Danny and Sam ran into school, skidding to a halt in front of each other at their lockers. Sam could not help but breathe a sigh of relief as she saw what Danny had dressed her body in—a simple (baggy) pair of blue jeans and a plain black shirt that actually reached his (her) waist. At least it wasn't pink.
"Please tell me you're wearing a bra."
Danny's eyebrows shot up at her greeting. "Hello to you, too. Yes, I am, even though it's really weird. Apparently you were wearing one last night. And when I say really weird, I mean really, really, really weird. And wrong. So wrong." He tugged at one of the straps under his shirt. "And what are you wearing?"
Sam had managed to find what must have been his only pair of black jeans, and matched it with a tight black shirt and huge black boots that were probably his dad's. "Hey, at least I didn't put you in eyeliner. I'm still a Goth, you know."
Danny crossed his arms over his chest but quickly lowered them again at the feeling. "No one in my family even has eyeliner."
"Whatever. We need to find some way to get us back to normal." At that moment, Tucker came walking up to them.
"Hey guys—whoa, what's with the wardrobe change?" he asked, surprised at the sight of a Gothic Danny. And he could not remember ever seeing Sam in a pair of jeans.
"Tucker, thank goodness! Maybe you can help us!"
Tucker grinned, tapping some buttons on his PDA. "Done and done. The reverend can be here in twenty-five minutes. Where do you want the ceremony?"
Danny and Sam blushed brightly and took an involuntary step away from each other. "Not like that!" Sam growled. "Danny and I are stuck in each other's bodies, and we think it has something to do with Desiree."
Tucker merely blinked at them a long moment before he started laughing hysterically, bent over with his arm around his stomach. "Oh man, you guys almost had me there for a second."
The other two were not laughing. "This is serious, Tucker." Danny joined Sam in glaring.
Tucker slowly straightened, an amused expression still on his face. "Alright, prove it."
Sam crossed her borrowed arms. "Danny is completely clueless and Paulina is a shallow witch."
Tucker's eyes widened. "Sam??"
"Why am I clueless, again?"
Sam waved Danny's question off. "Anyway, we need to get back to normal before something happens."
"Something like what?" Tucker asked. Just then, the bell rang and Sam smacked herself in the forehead.
"Something like that. Oh man! We have an English test today! Danny is going to fail me!"
"Hey!"
"Calm down!" Tucker said. "No big deal, just sign your real name on it." Sam visibly relaxed at the obvious solution, though Danny looked dejected. He had been hoping Sam could bring up his average with the A she was sure to get.
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At lunch, Danny was dragged away from the hot meal line to the salad section with a "You are NOT going to put meat in MY body." He munched his salad dejectedly and watched as Tucker alternated between clicking furiously on his PDA and shoving meat into his mouth.
"You've been on that thing all period, Tuck," Sam said, also eating a salad. She refused to eat "cooked carcass" whether she was in her body or not. "Have you found a way to get us back yet?"
"Huh?" He looked up as though seeing them for the first time. "Oh, right. Actually, I've been playing Invasion all lunch." He showed them the screen where there was a cannon blasting lines of little aliens.
Danny snatched the PDA, glaring at him. "We have a bigger problem here than beating your own high score, Tuck."
Tucker shrugged, taking another PDA from his backpack. "I don't see what you two are so worked up about. I'm sure you'll be back to normal tomorrow morning. Besides, this could be a great learning experience. I mean, what's it like being a girl, Danny?"
Danny blushed a bit and said, a bit louder than necessary, "I am not a girl!" which earned him strange looks from a few people in the cafeteria.
"Jeeze, Danny, could you keep it down?" Sam hissed. "People are gonna think I'm some weirdo or something!"
"Since when do you care what people think about you?" Danny retorted.
"Since you took over my body and started proclaiming it to the world!" Sam hissed back. "And would you mind at least putting on some lipstick? I look terrible."
"Yes, I would mind, actually. I didn't complain about having to wear girl's clothes, or even wearing your bra, but I draw the line at makeup!"
Tucker choked. "Dude, you're wearing a bra?" He actually fell backwards laughing.
Sam stood up and glared down at him before stomping off. "Wait! Where are you going?" Danny called.
"I have to go to the bathroom."
Danny jumped up and ran after her, blocking the door to the girl's bathroom. "You can't go in there! People are gonna think I'm some kinda perv!"
Sam paused, cursing in her head. He was right. She looked at the door next to the girls', with a sign of a little blue man on it. "There's no way I'm going in there."
"You have to," Danny replied, trying desperately to keep back the furious blush. "Just…try not to look."
Sam hesitated a long while before going in. "Well…This is awkward."
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After school, the three teens went to Danny's house, discussing how to get back to normal before something should happen. It did not help matters that Tucker still found the entire situation hilarious. He had even taken a few pictures of his peeved friends, just for future reference, though Sam pointed out that it would not matter, as they just looked as normal as ever.
Danny paced around his room while Tucker lay on his bed, absorbed in his PDA, and Sam spun around in the computer chair. She said it helped her to concentrate, though it was making Danny's body a bit motion sick.
The three teens were interrupted in their thinking by a gasp from Sam. The two boys (though one happened to be in a girl's body at the moment) turned to look at her in time to see her breath in a mist before her, and she shivered.
Danny nearly shrieked in horror. "My ghost sense!"
Sam was also close to panicking, though she didn't show it. "What do I do? What do I do?" Alright, so she showed it a little bit.
"There's only one thing you can do," Danny said grimly, though a bit of fear laced his words. "You have to go ghost and fight!"
"WHAT!" Sam shrieked, and a bit of her mind was surprised that Danny's voice could go that high. "I can't fight a ghost! I've never had the training—the experience! Don't you remember what you were like when you first got your powers?"
"We don't have any choice!" Danny reasoned. "I can't go ghost, and really you still have all my powers—I hope. You just have to figure out how to use them."
"Are you sure you can't go ghost?" Sam asked. She was not usually one to fear anything, even a good ghost fight, but this was a special occasion. She had to be the hero this time. She thought she deserved a little panic.
"Of course I—" Danny paused. "Actually, no, I'm not." He closed his purple eyes and concentrated hard. After a moment when nothing happened, he opened them again. "No, my ghost powers are in my body, not my mind. Just concentrate, Sam. You can do it."
Sam closed her blue eyes and thought hard about becoming Danny Phantom. She felt a ring of energy form around her and her clothes changing. She gasped at the coldness that washed over her, clenching her eyes shut as the rings passed over her head and feet. When she opened her eyes they were bright green and she was floating a foot off the floor.
"You did it, Sam!" Tucker exclaimed.
Sam looked down at the black and white HAZMAT suit she was now wearing, a small victorious laugh breaking past her lips. "I did!" Her face fell back into panic as Danny's borrowed ghost sense went off again. "What if it's Vlad or Skulker or somebody? I don't stand a chance!"
"Easy!" Danny reassured. "It may just be—"
"BEWARE!"
"—him!"
Sam's usual confident smirk returned. "Piece of cake. Be right back." She floated over to the wall, which she promptly proceeded to crash into. She chuckled nervously. "Uh, right." She became intangible and flew out.
"She still doesn't stand a chance, does she?" Tucker stated. Danny just grabbed the thermos on his desk and ran out of the room, Tucker quickly following.
The two emerged outside to see the fight not really going in Sam's favor, though she still appeared uninjured. The Box Ghost seemed to sense something was amiss (seeing as he had not already been sucked into the thermos five minutes ago) and had taken the offensive. Boxes of all sizes were continually forming above his head, which he then proceeded to throw at Sam.
She was dodging them as best she could, while mumbling at him to hold still long enough to work up a ghost ray and shoot him.
The Box Ghost threw a particularly large and heavy box at her, and before she could dodge, it had made contact and sent her flying backwards. The other ghost swooped in and landed a couple good punches while she was dazed.
Danny, down on the ground, winced in sympathy. "Man, I don't know whether to go help her, or keep her body out of the fight." Sam was thrown past them, hitting the street hard and changing back into Danny Fenton. "Definitely help her." He glared up at the Box Ghost, who was looking quite pleased with himself. "Hey! You leave her alone!" His eyes widened at the slip-up. "Him! I meant to say him!"
The Box Ghost let is pass without question, raising his arms above his head and wriggling his fingers. "Beware! For I am the Box Ghost! Your pitiful threats do not frighten me, for I am the Box Ghost!"
"Pitiful, huh?" Danny smirked and produced the Fenton Thermos, which he had not used yet in fear of capturing Sam in it. "Well, pity THIS!" A beam of blue light shot out.
"BEWAAAARE!" the Box Ghost wailed as he was sucked inside.
Danny smirked triumphantly, until he remembered something. "Sam!" Tucker was already at her side, helping her stand up. "Sam, are you alright?"
She just gave him a strange look. "Danny, you have a newfound respect from me. It really is harder than it looks." Danny just smiled at her and led her back inside.
End of chapter. Sorry again about the length. But better short chapters than one long one, right? And sorry everyone, especially Sam, is really OOC, but I figured you would be too if you were trapped in somebody else's body and had to fight ghosts. Don't forget to review!