A/N: alrighty then! Got you guys another update! I took my time (somewhat) with this one... i think its one of my better written chapters...especially the beginning. Originally, i wanted this to be the final chapter, but after i took a break from writing, i decided there is still many more laughs to be had!

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Chapter 15:

Some realizations.

The night had come and engulfed Amity Park in a shroud of darkness. The glowing orb in which we call the moon was hovering a safe distance away, giving out an unearthly glow. A light seemed to be cool to the touch. The lunar radiance also indulged a peaceful rest for a majority of the small town, while inspiring Insomnia among others. The stars also gave out a peaceful aura of slumber and tranquility throughout the community, and for the select few that were unaffected by the arcane powers were enjoying a sight that could inspire composure among the most unstable beings.

Twilight.

This was Danny's favorite time out of a twenty-four hour period. A time where no humans could bother him, hunt him down, or insult or curse his name. Danny's eyes seemed glued to the moon that night. It was a path he took when he chose to seek solace from all of his life's distractions and stresses. Danny enjoyed the cool air wafting carefully throughout the area and closed his eyes, just letting all of his bliss blossom into a sunflower of radiant glee.

Danny would do this any night he could, although these chances were rare. With all his ghost fighting, homework, and attempting to have some sort of social life, he barely had enough time to fly around the city, absorbing the luminescent bliss the moon beams gave him. Not to mention that every other day for the past 2 months had been rather cloudy, unlike tonight. No, tonight was perfect; this was the greatest sight he had seen in…hours.

Without warning his calm, peaceful mind was sent into a torrent of thoughts, thrashing against the proverbial rocks in his stream of thought. Memories of this Afternoon flooded him, causing his once loose muscles to tighten, and his calm, pulsing heart to beat in a frenzy of anxiety.

Memories of how every girl in school wanted him so badly bothered him. This surprised Danny slightly. These actions should excite every boy his age…except that one gay kid…but we don't talk about him.

Danny remembered how all the girls that were chasing after him were after him out of instinct. Danny knew that they didn't really like him, they were all animalistic and had no control over their words or actions.

This reminded him of Sam's house that afternoon. Danny had a bad feeling in his gut, that if all the girls would act normal around him without Axe…that Sam may not feel the same way either.

Just the thought of this worried Danny immensely. They had already kissed…and have done things that go a little beyond kissing. Danny raised a white gloved hand to the crook of his neck and felt a slightly painful contusion as his fingers pressed against it.

More memories of that afternoon began washing over him. His state of bliss and relaxation that had taken him so long to find in the cover of twilight had vanished as the dam had broken in his consciousness and the flooded waters began seeping throughout his body.

He dared not think about the possibility of Sam and himself going back to the way things were just a couple days ago. Just some awkward teenagers, both oblivious to the obvious emotion they mutually shared. Just some regular teenager with a girl friend, by which a friend who happens to be a girl, and a regular teenager who had a boy friend… just a friend who was boy.

Danny shuddered as he felt even colder than he really was, and since ghosts have absolutely no heat in their bodies…and it being a remarkable cool night, Danny must have been really cold.

Hopefully all of his worry would be for naught, as Sam would still love him without the magical and evil Axe. I mean, they're practically inseparable best friends. Heck, they always loved each other… and until recently, just not romantically.

Danny's spirit began to lift some more, as his natural optimism began to step up.

"Heck…Sam's so non conformist, maybe that stuff didn't even control her…possibly just reveal covered feelings…or maybe had no affect on her at all!" Danny cried out feeling incredibly joyful as he began flying around in big loop-de-loops in the twilight sky.

He looked back up at the moon, and silently thanked him. Once again, the peaceful aura of the lunar orb had done its job, and Danny just gazed up wondrously at it, unaware of how a pair of lovely violet eyes were gazing at it too.

Sam had been stricken with insomnia as well. She slept peacefully for the rest of the technical Friday evening, but early Saturday morning gave her a bit trouble. She couldn't help but feel a little alone. She missed Danny terribly. It was odd, she couldn't describe it fully, which meant that this feeling she had was synonymous with love.

Sam had been interested in the meaning of love ever since she thought she first felt it, which ironically was the day she met Danny years ago. She had written about Danny and the feeling that always was brought via his presence. Yet, no amount of love poems can even make you even scratch the surface of what love could possibly mean.

She was lost in the starlight. Sam was losing any coherence of her surroundings and just let all her anxieties melt away, but really she just thought about being close with Danny. Not in a way like she acted this afternoon, but rather in a more innocent loving way.

She felt vulnerable now. Sam felt as if she had done something horrible wrong.

"What was wrong with me? Why did I have to be all over Danny? Why did I have to handcuff him to my bed? Why did I even have those handcuffs?" Sam told herself as her blissful feelings about Danny took a turn for the worse.

"He'll never want to be someone like me… he probably thinks I'm a slut… why did I have be so forward? I just hope he can forgive me…" Sam thought to herself as her outlook became as depressing as the color of her walls…which are black if I haven't mentioned that yet…

Meanwhile…

Danny was flying around the town, doing his nightly patrol, hoping he wouldn't run into any ghosts…especially any of the female sort... since he hadn't had enough time to take his any of his 4 showers tonight.

The thought of any sort of conflict with any sort of female ghost would be disastrous, and the lack of rest he had, along with some internal stress…well let's just say he could pass for crazy.

Many different pictures came into Danny's mind during his patrol… he passed the local KFC and saw a sale on drumsticks…just that word, along with his state of craziness associated that word with dipstick…and Danny was just sent into a deeper state of paranoia.

The night's patrol ended shortly, as Danny decided he was too tired to be any use to fight any ghost…heck even the Box-Ghost would put up a decent fight…and as for Danny's ideas about the specter's whereabouts…well Danny's didn't want to know and didn't care.

"At least I have the night off…" he thought as he flew back home to get some serious rest.

Little did he know how much sleep he would actually get… as a spirit with light sapphire hair hovered cautiously out of the ghost zone, lured by the scent of a certain halfa.

A/N: ooh im bad aint I? well i got a whole barrel o' laff's for you all.. but sadly, school starts tomorroW! wow! im gonna be a Sophmore in highschool! wow this summer just flies by so fast huh? well... wish me luck for my first day.

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