At long last! I have finally updated! i told you all that i wouldn't give up on ya... and tennis is over for the year so i have FREE TIME! w00t w00t! that is until drivers ed starting Oct 9... but its only 4 days a week for 3 weeks. Anyhoo i am so sorry for my long update, i hope you can all forgive me, i tried to make this rather humorous and i think i succeeded some. Major thanks to 2wingo for his help with this one. Thanks again man!
Diclaimer: i Do not own Axe body spray or Danny phantom...duh
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Chapter 18: The 18th chapter
Danny lay there in awe, he couldn't prepare himself for what was about to be unfolded upon him. He was mere seconds away from a phantom with the determination to unleash a terrible wrath before him. Danny would cry if he could. Knowing that he was seconds away from being enslaved to a being of which he despised, and worse, being torn away from the girl that he deeply loved. A girl who had always stood with him; always fell down with him; always cried, laughed and denied obvious feeling of affection with him…was about to be taken away from him. Danny's mind would be so disturbingly twisted that he would lose all compassion, acknowledgement, and even memory of his sweet Sam.
This was it. Danny was on his knees, his eyes were glued to the pale fingers holding a small thin pick, swooping down and strumming the strings on the ungodly instrument of despair. He saw the wave of demise rocketing towards him. Danny could only gaze so long before he clenched his eyes shut, hoping that all this would just go away.
And it was over.
Danny's hands cautiously lifted from his ears, making a slight popping noise as the intense suction he had created has just been ruptured. His shimmering, hopeful, blue eyes were revealed from their lids, and were gazing at a triumphant and lustful expression that was sculpted into his enemy's face.
"Well now baby, why don't you and I get cozy and have some fun?" Miss McLain said to our dear Danny, who just put a puzzled look upon his face.
"Shouldn't I eagerly be saying yes right now?" The young hero mused. Apparently there had been some sort of realization in his brain that… "HEY! I'm not affected by her music! I wonder why" Danny didn't have a clue honestly, but he tried to reason with himself that it was probably something along the lines of… "When you love your true love most dearly, not even the harshest of forces can break the bond between you" which of course he remembered from a fortune cookie he had some time ago.
Ember was still expecting an answer, and was starting to look a little befuddled. Danny used his natural ability of being all smart and what-not to deceive Ember to save his butt in the near future.
"What? Oh yea sure totally, yea let's do… whatever it is you wanna do…Baby?" Danny said in a tone that couldn't fool anyone, and was even unconfident about trying to use a pet name. Fortunately for him, her ectoplasm was overflowing with a ghostly hormone that the narrator does not wish to talk about right now, since it would get off topic and he doesn't know what he's talking about.
Ember's though patterns were blindly allowing her to believe Danny somehow, and just got even more aroused and started to instinctively stepping over to Danny.
"Oh man.. I need a plan. But how on Earth can I possibly trick her? I mean she is so determined to do… things…with me. Hmm perhaps I could use this to as a possible advantage for me."
Danny looked up and down Ember, trying not to let his teenage hormones enjoy the show, but rather try to spot a weakness. He knew that he couldn't beat her physically, but mentally… Ember would still beat him there. No, Danny could beat Ember in one thing, the one thing in this scenario that really matters at the moment: Dumb-Luck.
"Oh baby.. I am so totally psyched… you know what they say…the 1381st time is always the best one." Ember said, completely ignorant to Danny's now horrified expression upon his visage.
He wanted to say something about this… perhaps something about how she gets "around", or perhaps something about her actually keeping track… he went with the second.
"You mean you actually keep track? Ugh… sick…" Danny replied, catching the still blinded Ember slightly confused.
"Well, you get lonely when you float around an endless void for eternity, Danny, so I thought it would be fun to have a hobby."
"Sick… Oh that's very… interesting, Ember." Danny said, trying to buy time and figure a way out of this mess.
"You got that right baby, not enough with the questions and take those cute little pants off."
Danny's face flushed a violent red and flinched back as Ember's hands made their way towards the hem of his pants.
"Dude… isn't this illegal?" Danny thought, "It's ok, it's ok, just keep cool, play along, just keep cool. Now if I were Ember what would excite me more than having..uh… doing.. uh..." Danny was in quite a pickle as to trying to figure a way to escape her realm and make his way back to Sam.
His swift, scattering thoughts were soon brought to a focused beam of consciousness as his trousers were quickly yanked off, followed by a squealing "yelp" from Danny.
Thinking fast, Danny managed to rummage up a plan:
"Hey Ember," Danny said in an obviously fake erotic tone that somehow fooled Ember. "Why just have some innocent fun here where no one can see us. I'm sure you know the thrill of having fun in public, where people can see us."
As an idiot plan as it was… it worked and Ember's eyes lit up with joy as she tossed Danny's pajama pants back at his face signaling him to put them back on.
"I know the perfect place too! It'll be easy to get in too, oh man this is going to be so fun!" Ember said as she magically opened the door from her realm to the ghost zone.
Danny used this opportunity to scrounge some energy and go ghost. He gained confidence as the felt the oh so familiar chill of his ghost-form take over his body. Ember was getting ready to go and was still yammering on about how fun it would be to do-it in public.
"…and the best part of all is that Technus never locks his door when he's taking a shower!"
And with that said, our friendly phantom escaped Ember with nothing but a horribly bruised ego, and a bad case of awkwardness.
A/N: Well there we are! I hope this wasn't as bad as i think it was, it has been a while since i last updated so i am a wee bit out of the groove.. Also i have kinda moved on from bumming around fanfiction and started around deviant art... i have a profile there.. but just some of my stories from here...and a pic of me. BUT i have returned and remember the warm feeling and coziness i get from this place
Glad to be back!
KITHN
xoxo
