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Chapter 2: Rule #573
"Hey Danny?" Sam called. He closed his locker and turned to her.
"Yeah?" "Thanks for getting Tucker off my back back there. I could've taken care of him myself, but that was really sweet of you." Sam felt her heart skip a beat and hoped against hope Danny hadn't caught her little slip. He did. He blushed, but turned away, hiding it from Sam.
"It was no problem." He mumbled. All of a sudden, Danny's ghost sense went off.
"Oh great." He said dully, looking around before transforming into his alter ego, Danny Phantom.
"Get the thermos for me, would you, Sam?" He asked.
"I'm on it." Sam said as he flew through the roof. She reached into Danny's locker and pulled out the Fenton Thermos. She then proceeded to run out of the school building, looking frantically around for signs of Danny. She hoped it was only the annoying Box Ghost that had tripped his ghost sense.
It's never just the Box Ghost, is it? Sam thought as she saw the Box Ghost floating a few feet in the air, watching the battle between Danny and the dragon ghost, who apparently was having another mood swing.
"Oh, no you don't!" Danny shouted to the dragon as he dodged a trail of flame. He shot her with an ectoplasmic energy blast, but the dragon was unfazed. Great. He though sarcastically, When she gets mad, she gets stronger. Then he said aloud, "Could this get any worse!" "Bad idea, Ghost Kid. Never, for any reason, ask if a situation can get worse. Rule #573, it always will." A deep, smooth voice said menacingly. Danny whipped around and was immediately hit on the head with the dragon ghost's thick tail. His vision went blurry as he fell from the sky and hit the ground, hard. The last thing he remembered before blacking out was Sam shouting his name.
Sam's eyes opened wide as she saw Walker appear behind Danny. Time seemed to stand still and she couldn't form the words to warn him as Walker spoke. She saw Danny turn to face Walker and saw the dragon ghost's tail come down on his head. She watched, horrified, as Danny crumpled and fell. It seemed to take ages for him to fall, like he was falling in super slow motion. Just then, Sam felt she was no longer frozen to the spot. She desperately shouted his name and ran toward him as he hit the ground, leaving a good-sized dent in the pavement.
When she threw herself by his side, Danny was unconscious and back in human form, a trickle of blood running from his forehead into his midnight black hair. Suddenly drowning in a mixture of anxiety and anger, Sam ripped her backpack from her back and pulled out an ecto-gun. She turned and through a waterfall of tears that had been made by two emotions colliding, shot Walker and the dragon ghost until they both fell to earth with a crash. Sam then sucked both ghosts into the Fenton Thermos, deciding to ignore the Box Ghost.
"Ugh, my head's killing me." Sam dropped the thermos and looked down at Danny, who was rubbing his head with one hand.
"Danny!" She said, glad that he was alive.
"Danny, are you all right? Sorry, standard question. You scared me! Don't ever do that again!" She cried, tears of relief running down her face. She leaned down and wrapped her arms around Danny's neck, crying softly.
"I'm fine, Sam, don't worry." Danny said feebly. His head was still spinning from having landed on it, but he felt sorry for Sam. He'd only ever heard her cry once before, and that was after he had nearly been killed by the Ghost King. It must be hard, having to watch from the sidelines. He knew he'd be breaking apart if he were in Sam's position and she in his. He reached up and put an arm around Sam, patting her comfortingly on the back.
"Come on, if I can find the energy to turn ghost, I'll fly you home." Sam sniffled for a second before she caught control of her crying. She let go of Danny's neck and sat up, still breathing a little irrationally.
"You should save your strength until it comes back all the way, Danny. I don't mind walking home with you." She offered him a hand up, but he got up by himself.
"I may have just landed on my head, but I can still get up on my own." He said, smiling to show her he wasn't angry with her. He felt horrible, but he wasn't about to tell her that.
Danny and Sam walked to the Manson mansion in silence; Danny because he thought he'd puke if he opened his mouth and Sam because she didn't want to make Danny talk. He looked as pale as he was in ghost form. Though she didn't talk, Sam didn't take her eyes off of her best friend. His messy raven hair went nice with his ocean blue eyes. His eyes held so much depth; she wouldn't be surprised if they turned out really to be as deep as the ocean itself. She secretly loved his eyes. She sighed. Danny turned to her and swallowed before speaking.
"Tired?" He asked, putting on a weak smile.
"I guess you could say that." She said, also smiling.
Okay, the length's still not great, but it's better so yay for me! Hope you liked this chappie! Please review!
-WriterGirl713 A.K.A. The Devils Angel
