None of you got it. Honestly, I didn't expect you to. I just wanted to see if anyone actually would. Some of you asked if it was a band. That idea has already been taken by Greywolf. I couldn't possible do the idea justice like he did. Thank you for all the reviews.

Important Note! Something in this chapter may seem very familiar to a show you may have seen on TV. I promise you that I did not take the idea from there. If anything said in this chapter or in future chapters then it is a very large coincidence.

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Chapter 2-Stage Presence

Her roommate was Michelle Watson. She came from an almost non-existent town where "cows out-numbered people." She was an English major and, while she had her quirks, Sam found she enjoyed her company. She was used to being "one of the guys" and it was nice to have a friend that was a girl.

The room was surprisingly small. Most of the single-person rooms were bigger than their room. Michelle was sure, and Sam agreed with her, that the only reason it was a two person room because there were two closets. The one good thing about the room was the location. The room was situated between the main staircase and the bathroom, so, if their conversations ever got too loud, it would be harder to disturb any of the other girls when the sound traveled through the paper-thin walls.

It had been about two weeks into the semester when Michelle surprised Sam with a question as they went down to dinner.

"Are you going tonight?"

"Going? To what?"

"To Shenanigans. Haven't you seen the flyers?"

"Maybe," Sam replied as she tried to recall what one of the flyers looked like. "What exactly is Shenanigans?"

"Oh, it's great," Michelle gushed. "They're probably one of the funniest things I've ever seen! There wasn't a comedy group at your old college?"

"Comedy group?" They'd reached the cafeteria. Danny and Tucker were already there and Danny waved to them to show where they were sitting. Sam gave them a wave back and then turned back to Michelle as the two went to see what actually looked edible. "I don't believe they did. It's not exactly something I would be interested in anyway. People can be a bit immature when it comes to the content of their jokes."

Michelle shook her head. "It's nothing like that. Please say you'll come tonight, Sam?"

She was known to judge things before finding out what they were like, she thought. Sam gave a sigh. "Why not."

Michelle gave a hop of happiness before suddenly changing the subject. "So…you like Danny."

Sam stopped where she was in the cafeteria and people grouchily had to make there way around her. There was still a bit of distance between them and the table the two boys were sitting at, but there was still a chance of being overheard. "What makes you say that?"

Michelle rolled her eyes. "It's obvious. You should have some sort of arrow over your head."

Sam scowled. "He's my best friend, and he wouldn't feel that way about me." She then brushed past Michelle and sat down at the table. Michelle gave a curious smirk before joining them.

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Shenanigans was always held in the Ballroom. The Ballroom was rarely used except for special occasions. It had three main doors. One went towards the front entrance to Main Hall. Another just went to the cafeteria, and the third directed you out into the hall that connected Main Hall with Chandler Hall, which was where plays were performed and the college's orchestra practiced. There was a door there that led to the outside for students to come in without having to walk all the way around.

Sam and Michelle filed in with others through the door that went to Main Hall. There were already a ton of people there. Sam spotted Tucker up towards the front, but the chairs near him had already been taken. There was an empty seat next to him, but she assumed that had been saved for Danny. The two found a seat and Sam glanced around as they waited. Up near the front, a platform had been erected and benches were placed behind it. At 8 o'clock, the kitchen had closed so nobody came from that exit and the exit to Chandler was filtering in fewer students than usual. Michelle was looking eager and Sam gave her a smile, but she couldn't mirror the girl's enthusiasm.

Five minutes later, someone stepped up onto the platform and the room erupted in loud cheers. Sam recognized the man as one of the teachers here, but she didn't have any of his classes and wasn't sure about his name.

The cheering died down and the man spoke up. "Hello, everybody. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to report to you all that…well, they all showed up."

A few laughs rolled through the crowd, but the man kept going. "I'd like to tell all of you that this is the most wonderful comedic event of all time, but, since I teach for the school, I'm sure they'd like me to be honest. Some people, as I'm sure you know, get by on their talent, good looks or charisma. The nice thing about Shenanigans is that it's proof that you don't need any of those."

A female's shoe was thrown at the man from the exit to Chandler Hall and it flew over his head as the man ducked.

"All right, all right," he conceded as he threw back the shoe. "For those that have never seen our little show, Shenanigans is an improv/comedy group. They'll be coming up here and doing small skits off the top of their heads while trying to make you laugh as much as possible. Now, I should probably introduce you to them. Our senior member: Brandon Cluff!"

Sam clapped with the others as Brandon came out. The two up front shook hands and then Brandon sat down quickly so the next one could be called.

"Our fiery red-head: Sheila Brown!

Sam perked up as Sheila came out. She'd seen Sheila around campus. The girl was popular, but not in the sense that Paulina had been. She was rather out-spoken and the way she dressed was a bit radical. She would wear twenty necklaces one day and then her arms would be laden down with bracelets the next. From what she had seen, Sam liked her.

"Danny Fenton!"

What! Sam's head snapped to the doorway as took her out of her thoughts to watch Danny run through it. Danny was a member? That didn't seem possible. But there he was, now going to sit with the other two. She turned accusing eyes on Michelle.

"Why didn't you tell me that Danny was a part of Shenanigans?"

"What? Oh, Danny! So this is where I've seen him. I kept thinking he looked familiar."

Sam stared at her. She couldn't be serious. Her expression looked genuine enough, though, and Sam gave a sigh.

"Our tallest member: Bethany Hopkins!

Bethany came out, and, with easily a height over six feet, she was probably the tallest person in the room.

"And our final member: Keith Morgan!"

Sam turned her head to look over at Danny again who was talking with Brandon. It really was him.

This was going to be an interesting night.

"And I'll just be here to tell you who will be doing what skit and what the rules are." The teacher said. Michelle had finally told Sam that his name was Professor Bouchelle. "Our first act for the evening is called Movie Genres. I'll call up two people and they'll act out a skit. I'll start it out as one genre, but it will change a few times. The two people who will be up here are Danny and Bethany. Now all we need is for you to give us something that these two could be talking about."

There were a few suggestions shouted out, but Professor Bouchelle stopped them when he heard one he liked. "Breaking up. And the genre we'll start out with is foreign film." Professor Bouchelle quickly stepped off the stage.

"You can't do this! Please!" Bethany's voice was laced with a thick accent.

Danny turned to Bethany, his voice heavily accented as well.. "Do not try to stop me. I am going. I am leaving the country and you will never see me again."

"Fine," Bethany spat back, her voice equally accented. "Go! I will not wait for you. You can leave…but you can't take the couch."

"Are you joking? This is an antique!"

"And it has been in my family for centuries. You are not taking it!"

"I have a right to it just as much as you do. We will split it then."

"Fine!"

Danny walked around an invisible couch and he pantomimed starting up a chainsaw, complete with the appropriate sound effects.

"Infomercial!" Professor Bouchelle called out for everyone to hear.

"But, hey," Danny genially started; a large smile had been plastered onto both of their faces. "Not every relationship can work out."

"That's right," Bethany joined in as Danny walked over to stand next to her. They were both now facing the audience. "Just because you have been shot down in the past doesn't mean there isn't that special someone out there."

"Heck, I may hate her guts," Danny reasoned. "But there has to be some girl out there that's just waiting for me."

"And we'd like to help you find your own special someone," Bethany intoned. "Just go to our website www . desperate . com."

"For a small fee, we guarantee we can find your true love within a year. Just have the money placed behind the McDonalds at the address being shown on your screen in a non-descript paper bag."

"After-school Special," was heard from Professor Bouchelle

And the two immediately stepped away from each other, the fake smiles gone.

"I can't do this," Danny whimpered. "I'm sorry, but I can't see you anymore."

"Why in the world not," Bethany demanded.

"I saw those cigarettes in your purse," Danny accused. "I'm sorry, but it's over."

"Now look we can work this-"

"My mom always told me to never to fall for peer pressure! You're not going to make me do it!"

"Now see here-"

"I'm not listening! I'm not listening!"

"All right, that's it! Come here, you little worm!" Bethany stalked over to Danny, who had been steadily moving away from her. "No one breaks up with me! I'm taller than you! I can kick your butt!"

Danny cowered under her and the two held that position as the room exploded with laughter and applause. Sam was laughing right along with them. Who knew Danny could think up things off the top of his head like that. Sure, he'd tried to make jokes when they were younger, but Tucker had always been the jokester in their little group. She'd expect Tucker to be up there, not Danny.

She watched as he left the platform with Bethany. This was definitely going to be an interesting night.

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The game they were now playing was called Change It. Keith and Brandon were up on the platform performing a skit and Danny was off to the side, ready to yell out "Change it!" if either of the two boys said a line that he wasn't happy with.

"You should know better than to run over that pitchfork, Tom," Keith admonished.

"Change it!"

"You don't kill the chickens by running over them, Tom."

"Well, then what do you use, Jeff?" Brandon asked.

"Change it!"

"I thought it would be easier than chasing them around the yard."

"Change it!"

"Uh…." Brandon floundered around for something to say. Danny was smirking where he was perched on one of the platform's corners.

Never mind," Keith remarked. "Do you know how to change a tire?"

"Well, sure I do."

"Change it!"

"The TV showed me how."

"It's all right. You watch me as I do it."

Keith bent down and imitated replacing the tire. Finally, he stood up.

"There. That should do it."

"Change it!"

"I have no idea what I just did."

"Well, what do we do now?"

"We could…look and see if there needs to be anything fixed under the car. Why don't you look for us?"

"All right." Brandon crouched down then came back up. "I think the car lost a few things while I was driving around."

"Change it!"

"There's a bunch of orange Smurfs down there."

"We'll need to fix that then."

"Change it!"

"Mom's a great mechanic, isn't she?"

Yeah, how about we go get her to change the tire"

"Sure."

The two walked across the platform and the crowd cheered. Sam clapped along with everyone else. Michelle was right. The five had been making her laugh the whole night, especially Danny, though. It was making her see him in a completely new light. Not that he hadn't looked good in the first place…okay, bad thoughts.

"Our last act for the evening," Professor Bouchelle announced. "will be called Press Conference. Brandon will step out of the room"-Brandon obediently got up from where he was sitting and left the room, closing the doors behind him- "and, when he gets back, the other four will give him clues as to who he is. The only thing we need now is a celebrity."

A few names were shouted out. Professor Bouchelle smiled at one that caught his attention. "Mary-Kate Olsen. Okay, let's get Brandon back in here."

Brandon came back in and the other four immediately started to jump around in a cluster as soon as he stepped onto the stage, trying to get his attention.

"All right. You."

Sheila stepped forward. "What's it like to be a twin?"

"It's…very interesting. Next question."

Keith stepped up now. "You've put out a make-up line. How's is that coming along?"

"I'm very happy with the results. Someone else?"

Again Sheila spoke up. "My daughter is a huge fan of Bob Saget. Do you think you could…?"

"He'd not funny in real life, believe me." Brandon pointed to Danny.

"What's it like to be the fantasy of every teenage boy?"

The incredulous look on Brandon's face was enough to make anyone laugh. Sam nearly fell out of her chair.

"Let's…not talk about that. Moving on."

"I've been hearing you were having some weight problems…but I can see that's been cleared up."

And finally at least one of the clues seemed to click. Brandon cleared his throat after glaring at Bethany for the jab about his weight. "I think this conference is done. Speaking for the Olsen twins, there won't be any conferences for awhile."

Applause resounded of the walls of the Ballroom as Brandon turned to "leave." Sam stood up with Michelle as people started to make there way out, but Sam headed to the front of the room.

"Danny!"

"Sam? Hi!"

"Hi." She was still a little out of breath from laughing so hard, or, at least, she hoped that was reason she was suddenly out of breath.

"I didn't expect to see you here. Did you enjoy the show?"

"I loved it. Why didn't you tell me you were in something like this?"

Danny shrugged his shoulders modestly. "I don't know." From the corner of his eye he could see Tucker had struck up a conversation with Sheila-Danny expected to see his friend get slapped any minute now. Sheila was very impulsive-and the advice Tucker had said drifted to front of his mind. "Hey, it's not that late. Would you like to come over and watch a movie or something?'

Sam started to blush and she scolded herself. They'd watched movies all the time before. "Sure." She turned to Michelle, "Do you want to watch with us?"

A peculiar expression crossed Michelle's face. She gave them a large smile. "Sorry, but I have homework. Maybe next time. I'll see you later, Sam. Have fun!"

"Oh…okay. Bye, Michelle." She turned back to Danny, her stomach tied in knots as she kept her emotions with being with Danny in check. "I'm ready, I guess."

Danny gave a smile. "Then let's go."

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