Chapter 4: Sticky Situations and Enter Samantha

Hey guys. I'm back for more. Hope that you enjoyed the previous chapter. I don't have very much to say other than I don't own Danny Phantom or Free Bird by Lynyrd Skynyrd. R&R and Enjoy!

***1:30 AM, At the Concert***

As the spectral form of Jimi Hendrix stepped off the stage to mingle with the other musicians and crowd, two ghosts decided to escape the audience around the stage. One was the cocky biker ghost known as Johnny 13. He was dressed in his usual jeans, boots, wife beater, and brown trench coat. Hooked on his arm was his girlfriend Kitty. She had on her usual red jacket with matching skirt, black T-shirt, fishnet stockings, heels, and her purple scarf. Since the beginning of the concert, they had been alternating between mingling with the crowd around the stage, enjoying the music, and getting more drinks from the bar. They had not seen Ember during the concert but reasoned that it was both a fairly large crowd attending and that she was probably doing her own thing. Now that there was a brief intermission before the next act came on stage, they thought this would be the perfect time for a quickie. As they made their way to the nearest curtained off private area, Kitty was planting butterfly kisses on Johnny's neck while Johnny's right hand was massaging her left ass cheek. As they came to the nearest private area, Johnny quickly scooped Kitty up into his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She responded by wrapping her legs securely around his middle and her arms around his neck. Their tongues were battling for dominance as they passed through the closed curtain.

They slowly stepped into the private area, hoping to land on the couch before they got busy. Suddenly, Johnny's booted foot caught on something, almost causing him to trip and drop Kitty.

"Damn it." He cursed, separating from Kitty and letting her gently climb off him before checking to see what had almost tripped them up. Bending down, he untangled he black fabric from his boot before bringing it up to inspect it properly. His face cracked into a perverse grin. In his hand, he held a black lace thong.

"Guess someone beat us to it in here, Kitty." Johnny chuckled before dropping the lingerie onto the pile of clothes nearby on the floor.

"Yeah." She replied, a note of surprise in her voice.

He turned and saw that she looked shocked for some reason as she stared at something else in the room. Probably because they didn't expect a couple to have already claimed this room, Johnny reasoned.

"Who do you think was here before us?" He asked.

Kitty simply pointed to something on the ground. Following her gesture with his eyes, Johnny quickly understood why his girlfriend was surprised.

There, on the shag carpet, was a naked Danny Fenton. On his face was a satisfied grin while on his chest lay an equally naked Ember McLain. From the look of satisfaction the ghostly rocker also wore and the trickle of cum seeping out of Ember's pussy and down Danny's limp penis, Johnny guessed they had freshly fucked each other not a few hours earlier. Obviously, this was an extremely surprising thing for the two ghosts to discover. Kitty, because Ember was one her best friends. Johnny, because Danny was his enemy.

Kitty remained silent, simply taking in the sight before her. As for Johnny, he came up with the most rational statement he could make before speaking it out loud.

"HOLY SHIT! Phantom fucked Ember!" Johnny exclaimed loudly.

After this not so subtle statement was made, the two teen lovers groaned, signaling their steady return to consciousness.

Ember sat up on his lap and stretched her arms while letting out a yawn. Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she looked down and saw Danny slowly stirring from his slumber beneath her. Smiling softly, she bent down and brought her lips to his and gave him a chaste kiss.

"Wake up, Babypop." She cooed.

His eyes fluttered open and immediately focused on Ember's face.

"I could get used to waking up to your beauty." Danny said, a smile spreading across his face.

"CUUUTE!" Kitty squealed, breaking the two out of their moment and turning their attention towards their uninvited guests.

Johnny retained his look of astonishment while Kitty's changed to one of glee and delight at witnessing the romantic moment.

"Kitty...Johnny...What are you two doing here?" Ember asked, chuckling nervously.

"We were going to pork in here before we noticed the two of you." Johnny answered bluntly.

"I knew it! I totally knew you would get together with Danny!" Kitty said triumphantly.

"How?" The ghostly rocker asked.

"Every time Danny came up during our girl's nights, you had this adorable blush on your cheeks like you do now." She said.

Ember simply looked down at Danny to avoid her friend's teasing gaze. Danny did his best to comfort her by caressing her cheek.

"Then there is the picture of you and Danny at the concert in your living room. You think nobody notices it but Penelope and I did."

Now Ember tried hiding her face from Danny behind her hands. In response, Danny sat up and gently pulled her hands away. There was a deep blush on her face now. She nervously looked at Danny and was pleased when he leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Finally, there was the night I crashed on your couch and I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. As I pass by your room, I heard you moaning..."

"KITTY!" Ember shouted, a look of horror on her face as Kitty continued.

"When I opened the door, I found you splayed out on your bed. Your panties were hanging off your right foot. Your shirt was pushed up past your breasts. With your left hand, you were playing with your tits. Your right had was fingering your already wet pussy. To top it all off, you were moaning, 'Oh Danny! Just like that. Yes, Danny, yes!'"

Ember simply buried her head into the crook of Danny's neck to try and hide her embarrassment. Danny did his best to soothe her by wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling the top of her head.

"Was that really necessary, Kitty?" Danny asked while he continued his ministrations, feeling Ember slowly relax in his arms.

Kitty gave the two a cheeky grin before replying. "We tease each other all the time. I just thought I would take advantage of the moment and get a couple of jabs in."

At this, Ember brought her face out of Danny's neck and rounded on Kitty, sporting a Cheshire Cat grin.

"Oh really." She said, "Well, I guess you won't mind if I tell Danny and Johnny what you did earlier that night."

The humor on Kitty's face was now gone, replaced by a look of fear.

"You promised." Kitty said, a slight whimper in her voice.

"You opened the floodgates." Ember replied. "So earlier that night, Penelope, Kitty and I were chatting and having a few glasses of wine. Evidently, a certain green haired kitten, decided to strip naked and run around my realm and proclaimed at the top of her lungs that she was the Dancing Queen. It took us an hour to catch her, redress her, and put her to sleep on the couch."

"Did she dance, jive, and have the time of her life?" Danny asked.

At this, the two burst into laughter. Danny fell back onto the shag carpet, bringing Ember with him.

"Ha ha ha. Laugh it up, you two." Kitty said, sounding annoyed but betraying her true feelings with the smile on her face. "You going to get up off the floor anytime soon or would you like to spend the rest of the night cracking jokes and making love on the carpet?"

"Why not?" Ember chuckled. "They call it shag carpet for a reason."

This caused the lovers to go into another giggle fit while Johnny and Kitty patiently waited for them to calm down.

"So...We cool now, Phantom?" Johnny asked once the laughter stopped.

"Yeah. So long as you don't terrorize the town." Danny replied.

"And if he does, you have my permission to use the thermos on him." Kitty added, much to Johnny's annoyance.

"So what do we do now?" Ember asked.

"Well..." Johnny said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You two are already naked. Kitty and I were about to get it on before we noticed you. Want to have an orgy?"

"NO!" Kitty and Ember yelled at Johnny.

"I only agreed to have a quick one with you, not to live out another of your fantasies." Kitty scolded Johnny before smacking him upside the head.

"And Babypop just lost his virginity. I want to get him comfortable with sex before we start exploring fantasies."

"Fine." Johnny moaned. "If I can't have sex now, can we at least go to the bar and get a drink?"

"Sure. Just give us a few minutes to get dressed." Ember replied.

Nodding their heads, Johnny and Kitty exited the private area, leaving the two lovers alone again.

"Didn't expect someone to discover our secret so soon." Danny commented.

"Don't worry, Danny." Ember reassured him. "They know to keep their mouths shut around people that might be jealous of us."

Untangling herself from Danny, she stood up and stretched herself, allowing the remains of Danny's cum to trickle out of her pussy and onto the small puddle that had already formed when they first made love.

"Ember." Danny said nervously. She looked down to see that he had gotten into a sitting position and was giving her a slightly worried look.

"Before we passed out, I said that I loved you. Did...did you mean it when you said you loved me too?" He asked.

At this, Ember had a vivid flashback to when she was human. Instead of a private curtained off area, it was her old bedroom. Instead shag carpet, there was a bed with sheets tossed everywhere. She remembered being naked like she was now, basking in the afterglow of losing her virginity. She remembered rolling over in bed to embrace her lover only to find he was out of bed and getting dressed. She asked him exactly what Danny had asked her.

How did he reply? "Sure, babe."

She remembered being a little uneasy with his answer but let him finish putting his clothes on. Before he left her room, she asked him to call her later. He had simply nodded his head before sneaking out.

So she waited diligently for his call.

For two weeks.

The next time that she saw him, he had another girl hanging off his arm. It broke Ember's heart to see that. She remembered crying her eyes out. Remembered wanting to call him or send him a letter to give herself some peace of mind.

Bringing herself out of her painful memories, she gazed at Danny giving her the same hopeful gaze she gave her first all those years ago. With that look, she made up her mind. She got down on her knees, getting her face level with Danny's, before she spoke.

"Yes, Danny. I love you." Ember said before closing the gap between them and planting her lips on his. It was a slow and sensual kiss, one where she put in all her passion. When they separated, they smiled at each other before getting up and grabbing their clothes.

"How difficult do you think it will be to tell everyone else about us being together?" Danny asked as he pulled his boxers and jeans on.

"Eh. Depends on who we tell. My girlfriends should be alright about it if Kitty is any indication. Lollipop should be thrilled when she hears about us." Ember replied as she adjusted her bra.

"Lollipop?" He asked.

"That little sister of yours. I've seen her flying around the Zone from time to time." She answered as she pulled on her left boot.

It took a moment for Danny to realize Ember was referring to his clone Danielle.

"I'll have to drop by and see her sometime." Danny said after pulling his shirt over his head.

"The only problems I see are Skulker, his friends Vortex and Undergrowth, and your goth friend." Ember said as she stood up, completely redressed.

"True. But what are the odds of us seeing any of them here tonight?" Danny chuckled.

Ember simply shrugged before walking over and pecking him on the lips.

"Come on. Let's catch up with Johnny and Kitty. And bring your guitar, we might be able to get the other musician's autographs while the intermission is continuing." She said, waiting for him to grab his gift before grasping his other hand and leading him towards the bar.

***Meanwhile, With Tucker***

Returning to the Manson Mansion, we find the dutiful butler Jeeves standing outside the bathroom near the private theater. In his right hand, he holds a silver platter with a roll of toilet paper. Inside the bathroom, Tucker is fighting a losing battle. On the one hand, he is extremely tired due to both the time of night and the energy put into emptying his bowels. On the other hand, the amount of laxatives he had consumed was preventing him from drifting to sleep, waking him up every time he was about to lose consciousness.

Just then, Tucker experienced another movement, nearly filling the bowl of the toilet before he flushed it again. Thinking about this situation, Tucker could not think of how he was passing this much waste through his body when he didn't remember eating that much earlier in the day. It was like everyone that had to take a dump today had somehow put their bodily excrement inside him just so they wouldn't have to worry about it.

As soon as it was done, he reached over to grab some toilet paper only to discover that it was empty...again. Sighing, he took off the empty roll and tossed it with the five others he had used.

"Jeeves. I'm out again." Tucker groaned.

The door cracked open just enough to allow the silver platter with the fresh roll of toilet paper.

"Here you are, Master Foley." The butler said, allowing Tuck to take the roll before pulling back the platter and closing the door again.

"Thank you, Jeeves." Tucker said as he stuck the roll in place before putting it to good use.

"Not a problem, Master Foley. The Madam did say to accommodate you however I could while you are here." Jeeves replied.

"Oh, so she cares about my well being AFTER she tortures me." The teenager exclaimed through the door.

"The Madam tends to let things get out of hand once she has her mind set on something. Surely you can understand that, being her friend."

"Believe me, I know." Tucker sighed in reply. "I do feel bad that she is making you stay past your normal hours just so you can attend to me."

"No need to worry, Master Foley. The Madam has generously paid me for this time."

"That's a relief." The teenager said. Looking down at the side of the toilet, he noticed a strange button.

"Jeeves, what does this button on the side do?" He asked as he pressed the button.

"Master Foley, I wouldn't press that button if I were..." The butler began to say before his warning was cut off by Tucker's scream of surprise.

"Why is there a stream of water shooting up my ass!" He yelled.

"That, Maser Foley, is the is the rectal cleansing button." Jeeves replied.

Luckily for Tuck, the stream did not last too long. Unfortunately, as soon as he expelled the water that had accumulated in his anal cavity, he experienced yet another bowel movement.

As he sat on the Porcelain Throne, Tucker knew one thing for certain. Both Danny and Sam owed him big time. Danny, for asking him to keep his date a secret and for putting Sam in the crazy mood. Sam, for being jealous over Danny's love interest and going to extreme lengths to find out who she is. A paid lunch at the Nasty Burger would suffice.

***Back at the Concert***

Danny, Ember, Kitty, and Johnny were relaxing at the bar and enjoying drinks at the bar. Ember was sipping on her second strawberry daiquiri, Kitty had a mimosa, Johnny was on his fifth shot of Jagermeister, and Danny was nursing his third Boilermaker. During the half hour the two had exited the curtained off area, Danny succeeded in getting the autographs of the remaining dead rock stars at the concert. Jimi was a little high when they talked to him but he was friendly to them all the same. John Lennon and George Harrison joked about visiting Keith Richards recently. Lynyrd Skynyrd was even gracious enough to take a song request from Danny. After dropping his guitar back off in their private area with Ember's guitar, they returned to their friends at the bar for drinks.

"You know Phantom? *hic* I like you." Johnny slurred to Danny. "Despite out *hic* fights, you are one cool cat."

"Thanks." Danny replied, feeling the effects of the alcohol kicking in.

"You know," Johnny tried whispering to Danny but in reality carried over to Kitty and Ember. "If you ever want to do that orgy, just give Kitty and I a call. Hell, we can even invite Spectra and whatever man she wants as well."

Danny nervously chuckled before turning to look at Ember and Kitty. Kitty rolled her eyes before getting off her stool and carrying her drunk boyfriend away from the bar. Ember simply giggled before leaning towards Danny.

"Don't worry, Babypop. I know you are still getting the hang of having sex. Once you are comfortable, then we can talk about doing more kinky things." She said before pecking him on the lips.

"Thanks." He replied. "Where did they go anyways?"

Ember got a sly grin on her face before replying. "I think they went to have some 'alone time'. We did inadvertently cock block them."

The two laughed at the implication for a good minute. Just as they were calming down, the lights dimmed and Lynyrd Skynyrd stepped onto the stage. When the first notes of Free Bird began to play, the crowd roared with delight before breaking out their lighters and igniting them.

"Want to get a bird's eye view?" Danny asked, going Phantom.

"Sure." Ember said before they flew up above the crowd to get a clear view of the band. Ember searched her pockets for a moment before letting out a sigh of frustration.

"Damn it. I thought I had a lighter on me." She huffed.

Danny chuckled before floating behind her and wrapping his arms around her.

"I don't need a lighter when I have the most beautiful fire in my arms." He whispered.

Ember sighed at his compliment and leaned her body into his while enjoying the music.

If I leave here tomorrow

Would you still remember me?

For I must be traveling on now

'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.

***Meanwhile, With Sam***

With one final push, Sam made it to the flat surface of the parking lot surrounding the abandoned warehouse that Danny was supposed to be located. It had been a tough ride, what with the many hills on the road to the warehouse and the several stops she had to make for both water and bathroom breaks. Glancing down at her watch she was shocked to see that it was 2:30 in the morning. It certainly didn't feel like she had been pedaling for 4 hours. Then again, maybe it was her determination to find Danny that made the time go by quickly. Whatever the reason, Sam wheeled her bike over to the side of the warehouse that Danny was supposedly located before resting it on the wall. She could hear the faint sound of music and a cheering crowd from inside but she could not identify who was playing.

As she went about locating the door leading into the warehouse, her conscience once again pleaded with her to turn back. Why risk her friendship with Danny over her jealousy, it reasoned. She should be happy that he is interested in someone and support him for his choices. All she had to do was hop back on her bike, return home, and forget all about this. Hell, the ride back would be much easier since it is mostly downhill. Just go home and allow Danny to explain everything when he is ready.

Alas, Sam was to stubborn to listen to her conscience. She made it this far, she reasoned. Why not see this journey all the way through. If she was wrong, Sam was sure that Danny would forgive her. Sure, he might be a little annoyed that she tracked him down to his date and ruined hist meeting with whatever girl he was interested in. Still, Danny tended to be forgiving of whatever she or Tucker do. If she was right, then Sam would save her best friend, and crush, from the horrible harlot that seduced Danny. Danny would be extremely grateful of Sam for revealing the truth, maybe enough to give her a second chance at a potential relationship.

With this motivation, Sam marched towards the warehouse door and knocked. After a few seconds, the eye slot of the door opened.

"Tickets." A gruff voice said.

"Oh." Sam said, not expecting this concert to be so exclusive, especially out here. "I seem to have misplaced mine."

"Sorry. No ticket, no entry." The man on the other side said as he began to close the slot.

"Wait!" She said quickly, rummaging through her clutch before bringing out a crisp one hundred dollar bill. "Will this do?"

The man took the bill. Once he saw the denomination, his eyes widened and he hurriedly opened the door.

"Enjoy the concert. There is an open bar to the side and private lounges in the back." He said, allowing Sam to enter before closing the door behind her.

Looking around, the first thing Sam noticed was that everyone in the concert was a ghost. Not the hostile ghosts she knew that terrorized the town nor the body-less haunts in the Ghost Zone. No, these ghosts had normal human bodies, albeit either a shade of spectral blue or ecto green. None of the ghosts seemed hostile or plotting to take over Amity. Their interest was on the stage where some band was playing Free Bird. While it was a good rendition of the song, almost like the original band before the fateful plane crash that killed Ronnie Van Zant and two other band members, she was more concerned with finding Danny. Maybe once she confronted him they could enjoy the concert.

Bye, bye, baby, it's been a sweet love, yeah,

Though this feeling I can't change.

But please don't take it so badly,

'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame.

Just then, Sam felt someone bump into her.

"My apologies." The man said.

"No worries." Sam replied, turning to her right and looking at who was speaking to her. For a moment, Sam faltered. If it weren't for the skin tone and different hair color, she would say that the man apologizing to her was Kurt Cobain. It couldn't be, Sam thought. Kurt Cobain had committed suicide in 1994. He couldn't possibly come back as a ghost...could he?

"Would you happen to have seen a friend of mine? He is around my height, messy black hair, wearing a black T-shirt and blue jeans. His name is Danny." Sam asked.

The man smiled before taking a drag on his cigarette. "Yeah, I saw Danny earlier. Last I saw he was talking to the two insects over there." He chuckled, indicating two more ghosts a little further off.

Thanking the man, Sam walked over to the two men who seemed to be chatting away and watching the band on stage. As she got closer, she gained that the two men were English judging by their accents.

"Excuse me. Would you two have happened to have seen my friend Danny?" She politely asked.

The two men turned to face her and Sam raised her eyebrows in surprise. Either her exhaustion was getting the better and making her see things but the two men before her look like the ghostly forms of John Lennon and George Harrison, deceased members of The Beatles. From what Sam could tell, they looked about as old as they did when Let it Be was released and dressed in the same outfits.

"We talked to him a couple of minutes ago. Had the biggest smile on his face and a lovely girl hanging off his arm." The one looking like John Lennon said.

"I think they are floating above the crowd, watching Skynyrd play." The George Harrison lookalike added. "Speaking of play, we should get going. Got to sound check the instruments before we go on in an hour or two."

With that statement, Sam realized that the ghosts weren't lookalikes of dead rock stars. They WERE the dead rock stars.

"Hope you find your friend." John Lennon said as he and George walked away from her.

Weakly nodding her head in acknowledgement, Sam turned her attention to the audience. Looking above it, she could barely make out Danny, in Phantom form, embracing some girl from behind. A ghost girl, she noted, a frown appearing on her face.

Walking with a purpose, Sam made her way through the crowd, not caring whose feet she stepped on or whose drinks she spilled. As she neared them, she got a better look at who Danny was with. The girl had on a black tank top, black skinny jeans, and boots. What made her stop and glare at the couple was when she noticed the girls hair. It was blue, tied up in a pony tail, and dancing like a fire.

Ember McLain.

Sam was furious. Danny on a date with Ember? What kind of sick twisted joke was this? Now she was glad she didn't listen to her conscience. Danny was in deep trouble, both from Ember and from Sam's wrath.

And this bird you'll never change, oh, oh, oh, oh.

And this bird you cannot change.

And this bird you cannot change.

Lord knows, I can't change.

Lord, help me, I can't change.

What happened next put Sam over the edge. Danny leaned towards Embers face and kissed her. From what Sam could tell, she was enjoying it.

This had to stop. Sam was not going to let her friend be seduced by some rocker bitch. Grabbing a beer bottle out of the hands of one of the audience members, she chucked it into the air, hoping it would knock Ember out.

Only for it to go off course and hit Danny in the back of the head.