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Pairing: Cream Soup: Danny/Fenton Thermos
The sound of a top being unscrewed.
I agree. It is one of the weirder, sillier pieces of Phantom's costume. But essential nonetheless. Why, because it captures ghosts. Which is actually what I'm trying to do now: catch a ghost. There is no need to hunt this one; I know where it sleeps, eats, and lives. I know what it looks like. In fact, one might call me an expert on him.
A bitter laugh echoes around the room. The whine of machinery starting up adds its echo the laugh.
I know ghosts don't really have feelings, but I can imagine this one having them. At my actions, his eyes, flashing neon, glare balefully, but there is a hint of confusion and sadness as well as a spark of helpless anger.
A bright light is seen at the depths of a small circle.
He asks me why I am doing this? And I respond, to be normal. His eyes, slowly dull to a pea green as the hint of sadness grows and overwhelms him. I struggle not to feel sorry for him, to just feel thankful to the thermos for helping me out. I know ghosts can't feel, but this one whispers, "Sorry."
The light grows ever brighter, as I mouth, "Sorry" back. The light overwhelms me, and I feel indescribable pain ripping at my soul, while guilt rips apart my conscience. I feel like I am the ghost now. I feel nothing.
You see. The Fenton Thermos has its moments. It has captured the first ghost to ever come through the ghost zone; the most problematic. And once released, it won't mater if I'm normal. So, you see, the Fenton Thermos might seem stupid, silly, or odd. But, at this moment, I love it.
Veggie Burger: Tucker/Sam
Journal,
I don't understand love. Shakespeare once wrote that, "If love be rough with you, then you be rough with love." I should know, being tied to a chair for twelve hours while staring at a computer screen helps imprint information in one's memories. Especially, an hour-long program on Shakespeare. But, what Shakespeare does not understand is that if I was rough with my love, she would probably punch me in the face. And yet, still I can't stop hoping.
You are supposed to be able to talk to your best friend about anything. Especially because me and Danny go way back. I mean so does Sam, but Danny's a guy, we should have more in common.
And yet, with Sam there is a spark of something else. She understands me better than my "Best" friend. She was there to help me change my outlook and label into Goth, even though in the end I decided to stay a Techno geek. She spent all that time convincing me to wear black nail-polish and mascara when really she could have just screamed at me. It would have had the same effect.
Okay, maybe there is the slight issue of the meat/ulta-recyclo-vegetarian difference, but we could make it work.
Well, Journal there you have it. I think Sam is awesome and deserves to have the ground under her feet worshipped, she thinks that I'm a hormonally-crazed teenage boy and Danny is oblivious…no wait, he's just a bit dazed from that last ghost attack. Yup, just a normal day at Casper High.
Rewind and Start Over Please: Pairings: Hinted D/S
"I can't believe it Sam. Who would've thought that this could happen. I mean, I always though it would be old age, or even a ghost. I hoped not but everyone knew the danger was present. I just, didn't it expect it to happen like this. I just want to be able to rewind yesterday, but I can't find Clockwork."
"Hey Sam guess what? Its raining. No wait, its just me, crying again. Haha. It is cold though. You would tell me to go, that you didn't matter, but if I got sick, it would. But you can't tell me anything anymore, can you?"
"Sam, hey its me again. No, you don't have to worry, I'm exempt from school for the next few days, so on a good note, I'll be able to catch up on some of the school work I missed. Whoop-de-doo.. But, anyway, just wanted to say" fists clench, a deep breath, "they caught him, Sam. That stupid, murdering, fucking bastard." There is a slight green light from where the boy kneels, he takes a shuddering breath and visibly calms down. The light dissapears. "So, yeah, Sam, just wanted to tell you to rest easy now." So saying, the boy gets up, and lays a boquet down. A pure white lily is nestled among the jumble of black rose. The card reads,
"So Sorry Sam. About everything. From the bottom of our hearts.
With Love, Danny & Phantom.
"See you tomorrow Sam." The boy turns and walks away, out from under the old tree. Away from the simple black granite gravestone there. As he walks away, the boy is unaware that something is watching him. Amethyst eyes sparkle as they catch the midmorning sun. The creature purrs to itself, delighted with what it has just saw. "Mine? For all eternity?" The sunlight glints off of silver fangs as the creature muses, "Sounds absolutely purrrrfect."
Hoo-hah. End of first actual collection of one shots. Yay. Anyway, please review and tell me what you think. Oh and please give me a title or pairing so I know what exactly you are reviewing. Thanks. See ya.