Hellbreaker, this is true. They never really get a break.
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Author's Note: Wasn't sure how I was going to pull off this next episode since it takes part with Danny. Won't really be following the story line since it will be all around Sam.
Sam growled under her breath, annoyed at the pint sized ghost that had invaded her home, her parents of course completely oblivious to the guest. Even when said guest knocked shit over in the halls, destroyed the back yard, tore through her mother's dresses and threw their butler in the pool. It's like they couldn't see the brat as he yelled and tormented all those that occupied the house. No, instead her parents turned to her. It had been going on for days and with Danny out of town with his family and Tucker in his home playing his games it seemed that she was the only one left to deal with the petulant child.
"I don't know what is wrong with you Sam," her father stated with a sigh. "You were always so well behaved and then suddenly you started acting out with all this dark clothing, that awful makeup and now you're terrorizing the help."
"It's those friends you hang ou-" Sam let out a growl, her eyes narrowing at her parents.
"Those are my friends! Should be glad I have any with the way you two are!" she spat. She hated when they brought her friends in. Danny and Tucker were real at least, not fake like her parents' friends. They just told you what you wanted to hear...But then again her parents did the same thing.
"Excuse me, Samantha?" her mother inquired, narrowing her own eyes. There were moments that her mother reminded her of herself, but those moments were few and far between. She wondered what her mother had been like as a child. Giving herself a mental shake she narrowed her eyes further before letting out a huff and stomping off. "We are not done!" her mother yelled.
"Yeah we are," Sam yelled back as she headed out the door, slamming the door after stating, "Have to go to school." As soon as the door shut she whispered, "Thank god for that."
At school Sam rushed to her locker, looking around her as she opened it. Lucky for her there weren't many students around at this time of the morning, just a few that came to school early for social time with their friends before they were separated by class. As she pulled books out of her locker she tried to calm down. It wasn't like she was the only one that would be able to see that ghost, not like her parents who were probably just ignoring the obvious.
"Hey Sam," the former halfa greeted as he came over. When she turned his brow went up in question. "You look a little stressed. Parents on the attack again?" Danny knew her well enough to know when Sam's parents went on the war path, both the Mansons yearning for the day their child would be like them... She nodded.
"A little bit, but more to do with the ghost that is in our house."
"A ghost is in your house?" She nodded again.
"Never seen him before though. He's just a snot nosed little brat that seems to be a poltergeist." Brow raised Danny wondered at that. All the other ghosts that the trio had seen had wanted to take him down, take over the town or some other motive that involved Amity Park, but for one to just want to cause mischief...that was a different motive.
"Why not get rid of him, Sam?" Danny inquired. Sam growled low, her lack of sleep apparent.
"Kinda hard when my parents haven't left the house or left me alone," she muttered. "And the fact that they can't see the squirt makes it all the more like I have become a monster than my parents already think I am."
"I would love to help you with that," Danny stated, his tone becoming apologetic, "but seems my parents think it's bonding family time. They are taking me and Jazz on a family trip." Sam grimaced. She knew that there was one thing she was lucky for. Her parents didn't do car trips. Not only couldn't they stand being cramped up in a vehicle, no matter how large, but they couldn't do each other's company for long periods of time. Sure, her parents were polite, but between her mother's aggressive behavior and her father's passive behavior Sam would surely go crazy, and they would fight like rabid animals over the smallest things. "Do they not have some sort of event coming up? I mean they are always supporting some charity or having a part aren't they?"
"Not to my knowledge, but then again I'm not in their social network." It was at that moment that Tucker rushed over to them, a large grin on his face.
"Hey you guys! Guess what?" Before either could respond Tucker continued, "So, we know that Danny had this issue, but since it's now you who might find yourself in this situation..." he faded off for a moment. "You know how you have those moments when you need to go ghost but you are stuck with your family?" Danny and Sam glanced at each other before returning their gaze to the dark skinned male before them.
"Seems I can't escape the parental unit...Why?" Sam stated, ending her answer with a question of her own.
"Well, now you can do it with little effort because I made this!" Holding up what appeared to be an iPod Tucker announced his electronics name, "The Tucker Foley Alibi-o-matic!" He waited for the pair to say something, but the only thing they did was blink, looking at him as if he had grown a second head. "Put it behind closed doors and presto you're asleep!" He pushed a button and snoring emitted from the small device. "There's more!"
"Does there have to be?" Sam grumbled. Tucker ignored her comment and continued with several other sounds that his device could make.
"It can sneeze and even, my specialty-" he cut off as the device let out a fart. "How much would you pay?" He was super proud of his device as Danny snatched the offending noise maker away to silence it.
"Toooo make it stop?" the Goth inquired, hands on hips. Taking the device from Danny Sam shoved it into her pocket with plans to destroy it later. Little did she know that a certain red headed female was watching them as the bell for class went off.
"Thank god for class," the former half mutter grabbing Tucker to head off, Sam staying behind as she heard a familiar sound.
"You?! What are you doing here?" The shadow watching her turned to look at where the halfa was looking only to see thin air. "I might not have been able to do anything in front of my parents, but I'm going going-" she stopped as she ran smack dab into the shadow stalking her, her amethyst eyes growing wide in shock.