Disclaimer: Butch Hartman owns DP and I don't own Dane Cook.

A/N: Hello again! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. Please review. (I'm always asking this) I have low self esteem with my writing okay. I need honest feedback or I'll lose my mind! Anyway….

Surprise

Tucker hated Samantha Manson's glare with a deep passion. If looks could kill hers would be the one to do it. So as Sam demanded an explanation of the… um… sudden outburst, he responded without a second thought. At least he wouldn't have to be on the end of that glare….

Tucker popped a DVD copy of Phantom Planet into his and Danny's T.V. and skipped to the last two scenes of the episode. The young trio's mouths dropped to the floor as they watched the scenes unfold. Jasmine's didn't, however, which brought concerned looks from her brother and his friends.

"Why doesn't this surprise you?" Sam asked. Personally she was surprised that she herself hadn't had a mental breakdown yet. She and Danny together in the future? The idea of it was just so…so…. Well, she wasn't sure.

"Oh, I found out yesterday," Jas simply stated.

"It does make sense," Danny said quietly.

"How?" Sam questioned. What was he saying? That him and her together made sense or-

"I-I mean how they-we-have been acting the last few days," he replied almost incoherently. "It-it makes sense is all." He kept his head down, scared to look at Sam. He had never been more embarrassed in his life. I mean, now it was kind of obvious that his feelings for his best friend were a little more than platonic.

"Oh," Sam was slightly disappointed. She secretly wished that he was going to say how he felt about her, if he felt anything at all.

"Sa-" Danny began but couldn't finish because of the two that returned to the apartment, biting each others heads off. (metaphorically speaking)

"Oh, come on, Sam. You seriously overreacting," Danny scowled as he walked towards the staircase.

"Overreacting?" Sam called back. Danny stopped and wheeled around.

"Yes, Samantha Manson, you overreacting."

"It isn't possible to overreact when Paulina Sanchez is involved."

"Oh yes hell it is!"

"Oh no hell it isn't!''

"Why do you have to be so god damn DIFFICULT?!" Danny slowly stepped forward, his voice rising as he finished his question.

"Because I have to put up with your sorry self, Daniel Fenton!"

"You know what I HATE YOU!"

"I HATE YOU MOR-"

Dan couldn't take it any longer. Before Sam could finish reprimanding him, he dove in to plant a kiss on her violet shaded lips. She firstly slapped him, then jumped into his arms and forced a passionate, deeper kiss upon him. He pushed him and herself against the wall, causing a picture frame to fall to the hardwood. Then he transformed into his alter ego and flew her upstairs….

Not as single person left in the living room could speak. Well, for a few moments until the younger Tucker couldn't hold his tongue any longer, "There's no way in hell I'm sleeping in that room tonight."

Sam groaned in disgust, "I need to think. I'm going to bed."

"Me, too," Jas agreed. The two made their way to where they had slept the night before.

"I guess we're sleeping in here tonight fellas," Older Tucker stated as he grabbed his PDA and lounged on a sofa.

The younger Dan and Tuck popped a squat on the floor. Danny really didn't want to talk, so Tucker kept silent as well. As annoying as he was, he respected his buddies feelings, especially the ones concerning another one of his buddies.

Before the two fell asleep they heard the older Tucker giggle at his luminescent PDA," That Dane Cook is a silly bitch."

The next morning was probably one of the most awkward ones in the history of the earth. No one said a word. They all just looked around the living room, making sure to not make eye contact with anybody. The Tuckers fiddled with their PDAs, Jas read,

the younger Sam and Danny still hadn't confided in each other their feelings yet, and the older Sam and Danny still hadn't explained and/or apologized for the charade the niht before.

A sudden knock on the front door caused everyone's hearts to skip a beat. Older Tucker walked to the door and groaned as he saw who were on the other side, "Oh no not another one."

A/N: I know it's short. I am sooooooo sorry, but it's the best place to leave off at in this point of the story. I promise that the next chapter will be SUPER long okay. It's also going to bring more conflicts and confusion. I don't know what I'm calling it yet though.

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