First off, i want to thank everysingle person who read an reviewed my last chapter, and previous ones. I just checked up on my stats, and it read that this story has hit over 6000 hits! w00t's for me. but don't thank me...(don't know why you would) i just want to thank everyone so much who likes this story, and eventually i'll actually put in an actually plot, cuz right now... if running low on fluff gasp p.s. i apologize, but i had writer's block and need to focus on getting an actually plotline soon... taking any suggestions.
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Chapter 10
Can we share him?
Jasmine's POV (tee hee I said Jasmine instead of Jazz)
"Dear Diary,
Today was Friday and hooray for that! Everything went alright; I wish I can say the same for Danny. Gosh! I cannot stand my little brother, he is such a dork. I mean, I know he tries and all with his special…responsibilities, but coming 10 minutes late to every single class isn't good, and defies any excuse, even it was fighting those things.
I've been trying to be more lenient towards Danny though, he tries his hardest, and he's got a great, handsome, most wonderfully cute friend and his girlfriend to back him up. OH yeah! I forgot to tell you, Danny and Sam are FINALLY going out! Can you believe it? I know! Neither can I, I thought they would until college until showing any actual affection towards each other.
And Tucker…oh my GOOOOODDDD! Tucker is so amazing, he came over yesterday, and he looked sooooo cute! I just wanted to eat him up, so I did. Tee hee, he was so confused when I took him up to my bedroom and started glomping him, but I don't think he minded. I know how he is when he gets around girls, does anything they want him to do… I'll have to talk to him about that, being pushed around is never good, especially in a relationship…! OMG did I just say that, diary, that came out way wrong! I didn't mean that to seem like we were in a relationship, but I mean…grrr. I don't maybe we should, I mean we sort made out…and isn't a sign of love, or even a crush? Well if not, it should, and...Hold on someone's at the door…"
"I'll get it Mom!" I yelled into a seemingly empty house as I walked out of my room and over to the staircase.
Before I could start down the staircase, I heard the door swing open, and I saw Mom in the threshold greeting…TUCKER!
This was bad, VERY bad. Was she going to mess things up? Of course she was, she was Mom for pete's sake, all she can do is cook poorly, hunt ghosts poorly, and be poor at well… everything except being a mom.
I rushed down to try to save Tucker from my mom, but I think I was too late. Judging by his look on his face and the redness of his cheeks, I confirmed my theory.
I have no idea what Mom said, or why she said it, but I needed to stop her now.
"MOM! What are you doing? Get away from Tucker." I said, and wondering at the same time why I was getting so protective towards Tucker.
"Honey, Tucker and I were just talking, right Tuck?" Mom said, and Tucker only replied with a blank expression and dazed look in his eyes.
"Well if you two were just 'talking' then why does it look like you were doing all the talking…and why is Tucker being all…spacey and scared?" I shouted at Mom, hoping she'd just get away from Tucker so I'd have him all to myself…wait did I just think that? That came out wrong… or did it? Do I want him…yes… oh my god I do!
"Now honey, I was just uh… well…Don't have any homework to do?" Mom said fleetingly and pulling Tucker into the kitchen, obviously wanting to escape from me, with TUCKER I emphasis to myself, and go chase after them.
Mom stops before heading down into the lab, turns her head and releases her death grip on Tucker's wrist.
"It's obvious that you want him as much as I do sweetie. So why don't we just share him or something." She said with a delightful tone, oblivious to how creepy she just sounded, but still aware enough of Tucker trying to flee, as she quickly grasped his other wrist and pulled him close.
"Uh, I gotta go to the bathroom Mrs. Fenton." Tuck told us shyly.
"Please, call me Maddie!"
"NO! You call her Mrs. Fenton, Tucker. C'mon let's go upstairs…alone!" I said, giving my mom a nasty glare, while Tucker's arm was transferred from Mom's death grip to mine.
Normal POV
Tucker was mentally slapping himself silly. He should have learned from today, that one shouldn't use axe all 'willy-nilly!' you have to be careful, and now he was getting unwanted attention like Danny did today.
Tucker prayed for a miracle, something, he considered just running out of the house right now, but he hadn't come so far for nothing, he was determined to get some alone time with Jazz… plus he had used the entire contents of the can, and would be out 4 bucks.
Jazz seemed to be freaking out more than anyone right now though. She acted as if Tucker was her boyfriend by the way she was acting. Jazz just wanted to be alone with Tucker, an act that would have been plastered all over 'Ripley's Believe it or Not' just the other day.
Today was different, it wasn't really that much different than yesterday, other than the slight hindrance of Maddie making moves on Tucker, but was different none the less.
Today wasn't like normal, where she would just shrug off Tucker as one of her brother's little friends, lately she started getting a sensation that would just grow and grow the longer she stayed around him. It was addictive and Jasmine needed that sensation more and more the longer she was intoxicated to it.
"Oh no you don't young lady!" Maddie said with a scowl, "You are not going to have any alone time with him…not without me!"
"Oh my god…there is no way that this could get any more weird." Jazz grumbled as she rubbed her temple with her free hand, unaware to Tucker's unsuccessful attempts to escape her grasp.
Of course everyone knows that when anyone ever says something like that, it gets worse…this was no exception by any means.
"Honey! I'm home from Radio Shack! Me! Your husband! Jack Fenton! Jazz Fenton's father!" A booming voice called from the living room.
"Not him! Why him?" Jasmine uttered under breath as her dad came into the kitchen, placing a bag on the table, revealing assorted wires, batteries, and electronic devices that Maddie had Jack fetch for her for their latest creation: the Fenton Ghost Zapper.
Oh! How jack would blather on about it how it would attract ghosts and shock them with thousands of volts of ecto-energy. Of course, since Jack had made it, it didn't work, thus the supplies that Maddie required to fix it.
"Maddie, honey, I got all those gizmos you wanted me to get, and SUFFERIN SPOOKS! Jazz, who is this kid?" Jack questioned.
"Dad, this is Tucker…Danny's best friend…ring a bell?" Jazz answered, while trying to Drag Tucker upstairs, where she can get some precious alone time with him.
"He's not some snot-nosed punk is he?"
"NO DADDY! He's really sweet and nice." Jazz said, while Tucker's cheeks flared up slightly at this comment, but was brought back down to Earth at his sudden dangerous predicament.
Surely there was a way out of this.
Tucker examined this situation: Maddie attracted to him only because of his scent. He also deducted that family members that should not physically be attracted to one another are not affected, thus the reason Jazz stayed away from Danny today, otherwise…well, not even Tucker wasn't that perverted to think about if she did.
Tucker slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out a slim black can. He shook it up, hoping that there was something left. He needed a distraction, otherwise, Jazz would find out about why she suddenly became so attracted to him, and everything would flop… and he didn't even want to think about the consequences he would put Danny in.
There was no distraction nearby so just did what he could and bellowed, "Look! A distraction!" while pointed away from him, breaking free from Jazz's hand, and sprayed some the axe spray upon Jack's jumpsuit while he was looking for the distraction.
Success! A small mist came out and was absorbed into the jumpsuit.
"Oh sorry, just the fridge…heh heh." Tucker admitted shyly after quickly concealing the accursed can.
"Tucker! What on Earth did you do that for?" Maddie exclaimed, approaching the poor teen.
"Mom, please, can we just go already? I'm sure Tucker is embarrassed as much as I am… we please go upstairs?" Jazz pleaded with doubt in her voice, almost as if she could predict the answer.
"Jasmine! How on Earth could you say that? What am I supposed to do? Let you two be up in your room? By yourself?" Maddie said, in a scolding voice that became much softer and lustier by each step, and each step was of her walking towards Jack. "…of course you can…you two have fun." Maddie finished, glaring directly into Jack's eyes.
Jazz took no hesitation, and grabbed Tucker, taking him upstairs to her room, barely missing the creepy words of Jack Fenton, "MAN! THAT'S HOT!"
A/N: yes i know, strange way to end this chapter. but i had writers block and couldn't get to making it better. That Fenton Ghost Zapper i talked about may play a role in an eventual plot, but right now im stuck. Need help from reviewers!
Thanks again for reading! Please review!
KITHN
