A/N: Greetings, Salutations! Guten Tag! (im taking German now... and it totally rox!) I have finally updated! Huzzah! the bad news... is that this isn't very long... well none of my chapters are... but i still managed to rummage some stuff up. This is once again (in my opinon) one my best best written chapters. I thought the ending is nice... and there is still some more chapters left to write (mayber more than just "some")
Alrighty then! Please give me your love and read! And please fall in love with me and review! (dont worry i'll remind ya at the end..lol)
Disclaimer: I do not own Axe body sprays, or Danny Phantom... i am also very desparate
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Chapter 17:
More Drama!
It was a very chilly morning, and Sam was beginning to have second thoughts about leaving the house clad in merely fuzzy pajamas… perhaps having a faux-fur coat and a portable space heater could have made the short trip more tolerable. In fact, Sam's mid morning expedition to Danny's house was starting to seem like a bad idea.
She had a feeling that what ever she was expecting to gain from this visit was going to be worth absolutely nothing compared to how uncomfortable she was right now. Sam had a feeling that Danny would be cranky if he was disturbed at 4:15 in the morning, I mean…he always has been in the past.
Sam also felt another feeling that made her disband from her journey to her love's abode…she was really cold. Like… really REALLY cold. I mean, who could blame her? Her thin figure caused from being athletic… and from being a vegetarian…which gives the body no fat to act as "blubber". Not to mention the fact that it was an abnormally cold 58 degrees out…which is even cool for twilight morning, along with a steady breeze, this was an incredibly cold morning for Sam.
Sam kept telling herself to go back, just leave him alone, let him rest…he's had a rough day! Her mind screamed sleep in her own bed… her brain said go sleep in Danny's bed (the part of the brain that is all...horny-like) Her body told her to go back home as well… but her heart had superior rule over all the above and told her to keep walking.
Sam tried to keep her mind distracted from the temperature, so she just counted the cement blocks on the sidewalk on her way.
Everything seemed to get warmer as she stepped closer and closer to Danny's house, which made her reason for coming worth all the while. She knew she couldn't knock on the door… which would just agitate Mr. and Mrs. Fenton. So she wanted to get right up to Danny's room… but that would require effort…so in the end, Sam just decided to go back home where everything was warm and fuzzy.
Sam turned around and began her even colder journey home… since that feeling of warmth from Danny's house was quickly dissipating, blissfully unaware of how much that Danny, in fact needed her.
Deep in the treacherous depths of the ghost zone, Danny was still unconscious as Ember was dragging him towards her realm. She was beginning to grow lethargic, due to the incredible burden of her weak ethereal body. After all she conquered… well attempted to conquer humanity with her guitar, not with her brawn…which she is lacking by the way.
At long last Ember had found her door, and used her boot to knock it open, being her hands already occupied carrying Danny.
She was exhausted! Ember's blazing tresses were starting to smolder from her ectoplamsic perspiration. She could admit it, she stunk…really bad. She smelled like…uh… (Insert sarcastic simile) and was starting to think that all of this wasn't worth her time.
Danny was beginning to stir in her arms, which caught Ember by surprise and she proceeded to drop him onto the cold ghostly floor of her realm.
Danny awoke instantly from the short fall, and was shocked to find who was standing before him.
"Ember? Wha… What are you doing in my hou…" Danny looked around to find that this wasn't quite his home… not even close… "Where am I?" He said dumbly… I mean, what else could he say?
"You are in my realm Daniel… you are here to be with me now… forever…" Ember said in a sultry voice that made Danny cringe… since he knew that she was like… 40 years old… (Since she died in mid 80's or so).
She door of which to leave her domain dissolved into nothing right before his eyes as Ember began to tell him more about her realm:
"...learn to live here, learn to respect here, and learn to loooove here." With the "loooove" in an equally sultry/disturbing voice as before.
Danny merely stared at her agape as she walked slowly over to him and kneeled down to stare at him face to face. She had a tinge of blush upon her cheeks and a small, seductive smile as she inched closer and closer, hoping to have a sweet, succulent kiss
Danny had an…interesting facial expression to say the least. Eyebrows high and wide, teeth clenched in confusion and eyes bulging out of his sockets.
He managed to make he head intangible as Ember's lips tasted the cold hard ground.
Danny also muscled up some energy to go ghost, as he then flew past her body and tried began to blast wildly at her…though due to his lethargy, he had horrendous aim and missed every shot.
"oh c'mon Danny! It'll be fun! I mean, we have so much in common! And what about my undying love and commitment towards you?"
"Ember… you tried to kill me 4 days ago…"
"Uh… No I didn't?" She replied obviously hinting that she did, but attempting to play innocent and try to acquire the object of her lust.
"Uh… yea ya did, and don't even bother trying to convince me to stay… I know why you are so interested in me… every straight girl and gay guy has been for the last day! It's an illusion Ember, you don't feel anything towards me. You hate me Ember! We are sworn Enemies! You should be trying to kill me!"
"But I've changed! Please… in fact…let me go ahead and play a little love song I wrote for you just now."
Before Danny could object, Ember yanked out her guitar from thin air and quickly changed the knob to the tiny heart from its previous setting from the last time they had met: The "Horrible-painful-kill-Danny" switch… or simply the skull shaped icon.
Ember plastered a grin on her face and mouthed the words: You're mine Dipstick (perhaps this is not an insult. but rather a term of endearment)
He saw this and covered his ears and closed his eyes, bracing for the worst… hoping not to fall under the spell of Ember.
He didn't want to be a slave to her…
He didn't want to be a SEX slave to her…
But most of all…
He didn't want to be in love with anyone else than Sam.
A/N: Well, there ya go! I really REALLY hope you enjoyed it... i am starting to struggle getting this out consitantly... I thought it was a decently good stopping point.. some suspense and some comic relief there...
I am not sure when i'll be able to get the next chapter out... although if i get enough pleasant reviews... i could inspire me to start on it very soon!
I adore each and every one of you! mega-glomps everyone
KITHN
xoxo
