The Devil and Daniel Messer 4

Well, goodness, this fic's turning out to be a lot of fun. I love working on it, along with that splendid 'Broken Bridges'. Sorry, just had to give myself some good credit there.

Anyways, because I've been so lazy that I've failed to do this, I've decided to put up a disclaimer.

Disclaimer- I don't own the damned characters, nor can I take any credit in creating this show. I can, however, take all the credit for the idea and writing of this story.

Thanks for reading.

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Chapter Eight

Ring, ring rang the telephone near Danny's bed. He was resting idly on his belly while he flipped through his mom's new issue of People, the radio playing rock in the background. He let the phone ring a few more times before he sighed annoyed and picked it up off of its cradle.

"Hello?"

"Is Danny Messer there?"

"This is he."

"Uh, hey Danny, this is Donny Flack." Danny's face looked flat and placid, but inside, his brain exploded.

"Danny? Danny, you there?"

He shook his head. "Uh, yeh, yeh, I'm here. What did you, uh, call me for?"

"I just saw you today and well…I kinda wanted to ask you out. You know, like on a little date sorta thing?"

Silence. Danny could not believe what he had just been asked. Was this for real? Or was it just some joke that Flack was playing on him? He did sound sincere…

"Dan? Is that okay? I mean, I can understand if you'd say no-."

"No, no, that sounds like a great idea! What'd ya have in mind?" He couldn't stop the sudden heat flowing in through his cheeks nor the broad smile spreading across his boyish face.

Flack sighed thoughtfully. "Um, I was thinkin' we could go to the movies? Like the old drive-in one? Lame, I know, but they're gonna play a showing of the original 'Omen', and I really wanted to go."

"Actually, that sounds fantastic; I haven't seen the flick in forever. When's it playing?"

"Tomorrow, this is, thank God, Friday."

"Perfect! Pick me up whenever you want- you do know where I live, right?"

"Sure. Great, I'll see ya then." And he hangs up.

Danny gently places the phone down onto the cradle before he flies off of the bed screaming.

"I wanna rock n' roll all niiight!!!" He sang along loudly with the radio.

A knock sounds at the door and Stella asks, "Danny, are you alright in there? You're screaming…"

"I'm fine, ma. I just got asked out on a date!"

If Danny could see through doors, he'd see that Stella had clasped her hands together, jumping up and down like a three-year-old. "Oh honey, that's wonderful!!"

"Isn't it though?"

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Chapter Nine

"BAH!!" Danny screamed. Mac had been sitting at the window sill for a full twenty minutes without Danny even noticing.

"What the Hell, man??" Mac chuckled. "Sorry to surprise you, but I have been here for a while.

"Well, ya coulda said somethin', ya know?!" Danny dramatically pinched the bridge of his nose trying to look annoyed.

"Eh, I thought you'd actually look behind you. Guess not, huh?" Mac straightened to his full height and walked over to where Danny stood. "Anyway…so, I hear you've got a date tonight."

"True. And it's with a mister Donny Flack, too." Danny stated proudly.

"Mind if I attend? I'd just like to watch you progress throughout the scenario."

Danny shrugged. "I guess that's okay, sure." Mac grinned again.

Danny turned back around to face the mirror, looking over his hair and making sure it was shaped right. He couldn't be more nervous, or more excited than he was now.

Meanwhile, Mac stood in the background, his reflection showing something strange in his mint coloured eyes.

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Very, very short chapter, I know, but I was at a lack of skill tonight. I may add more to this or 'Broken Bridges' tomorrow, depending on how my mind works out.

Any way, hope you're anticipating the future events of this fic. I've got it all planned out, like a map.

Thanks again.

-DJM-.