Thank you for all of your reviews. So many for just two chapters. Sorry I'm 3 days late. I was in Ohio to meet my cousin. Warning: This chapter contains fluffy fluffy-ness. If you do not like this stuff then please read up to the point where the first line appears. Although it does not contain much, it is important to know where the next chapter will come to.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom and is not going to try and make a witty comment on how I so really wish I could or more likely wish that I could be one of the characters and be with my beloved Danny Phantom.

Morning light seeped through dark curtains of Sam's room. She groaned as she pulled her black sheets over her head. Her face was enveloped into her lacy pillow. The light kept tumbling into her bleak room, nagging at her to get up. Was five more minutes so much to ask now a day? Wait! Her room? She shot up from her bed quickly. What the heck was she doing here? Shouldn't she have been waking up to fur, four legs, and whiskers attached to her on the ledge of Danny's window? How did she end up here? Slowly she put her hands to her face ad felt around. Human nose…check…eyelashes…check…ears on the side of head and lips…check, check. Everything seemed normal…just to be sure she rushed to her bathroom.

She checked all of her features in the mirror. Normal. The only thing that changed in her appearance was that she was even paler than normal and had a twitch to her movement. What just happened? Or…what hadn't happened? 'See Sam?' she thought to herself, 'Nothing happened at all. Mom and dad left for Hawaii and I was left here. Just like I wanted. Why are you so nervous Manson? It's just a bit of craziness from that entire ghost fighting thing you've been doing…yeah that's it...' She smiled at her natural, normal, every day-faced reflection. Right as rain. She turned off the light to her bathroom and walked on to her nice soft carpet. She crawled back into her covers and snuggled into her comfy pillow.

"Hey, Sam," an echo-like voice called to her.

Sam reluctantly got from her covers once again grumbling to find that Danny was hovering over her bed. He crossed his legs and rested his chin on his hand while still floating above her. Smiling cutely, he gazed at her in a kind of dreamy way. He sighed and brushed back some of his colorless locks. Sam eyed at him for his strange behavior. Wasn't that the same puppy dog look (that she so previously mentioned at the Ember incident) that he'd given Paullina and then soon after word Valerie?

"Uh," her voice droned, "What are you doing in my bedroom Danny?"

Danny threw a slightly offended and hurt look at her.

"Can't a guy pay an honest visit to his best friend early in the morning?" he asked pouting. He stuck out his lower lip and settled down on the end side of her bed. Sam gave a freaked out small smile.

"Not that I mind the visit, Mr. Phantom, but don't you think you could have come and stopped by a little later in the day?" Sam asked as she waved her hand in front of her yawning face. Danny gave a slight smirk.

"Not a morning person, eh?" he said with a knowing grin.

"Danny, I'm a Goth. What more do you expect from me?" she said in monotone voice. "So, do what do I owe this lovely visit?"

"Sammy, you say that as if you don't want me here! Well I just…you know…thought we could hang out with each other for the day, just the two of us." He rubbed his hand in back of his head nervously. "No Tucker or anything. I've been thinking, that well, just both you and I would be cool, since we don't really spend time together…alone. What do you say?" Danny asked hopefully. Sam gave a thoughtful look.

'This is definitely strange. This is kind of out of character for Danny to just suddenly invite me early in the morning just to hang out…ah it can't be that bad. I mean, why wouldn't I want to hang out with my friend?' Sam pondered in her mind. 'Friend.' Why did that word suddenly become annoying? 'No matter.' "Sure why not. Just let me get all ready…wait…did you call me Sammy?" she said pondering angrily. Danny smiled, leaned forward, and cocked his head.

"Yeah, I think it's a cute name for a cute girl, don't you think?" he replied bluntly.

"…I'm going to go get changed now," said Sam crawling off her bed. Danny grabbed her arm before she could let her feet touch the carpet. He slid his hands off her arms and down to her waist. He picked her up into his lap.

"No, come on. Let's go right now. Besides, you're already changed!" he muffled into her neck. Sam lightly blushed.

'Um…creepy much…wait! I'm already changed?' Sam looked down at herself. Her usual clothes were on. A black tee with a purple circle embedded in the middle covered her chest and her dark skirt with green streaks running down hung to her hips. Even her black combat boots were on. Was she sleeping with her regular clothes on? Shoes included? She couldn't quite remember. She felt a slight headache. Putting a hand to her head, she could also feel something else. It felt like something was expanding. A slight tingle was forming around her head. Her nails felt achy and her teeth were just plain sore. Was she running sick? No. Besides the weird feelings, she felt fine. No nauseous feeling or anything like that. Sam shrugged it off.

Sam scooted off Danny's lap while pushing his head off her neck. "Fine, let's go already."

Danny made an exited smile plastered on his face. He grabbed her hand and turned them both intangible while flying through Sam's roof. Sam felt the hollowness set in her as he turned them both intangible. She felt as light as a feather. 'Flying really is nice.' Danny hugged Sam from behind and started to fly top speed. 'But not going 180mph!' Sam started to shriek the more altitude and velocity rose. Finally hearing Sam's cries, Danny slowed down just enough for Sam to hear him.

"Sam, what are you so scared of? You know I wouldn't let anything happen to you, right?" he asked in her ear. Sam quivered slightly.

"I know Danny, but could we just settle down for a bit. I'm not used to it like you are." Sam breathed. Danny smiled.

"Just where I was getting at."

Flying side by side, Danny took them to a very tall building that was just at the border of Amity Park. It looked abandoned and run-down. Some windows were smashed in with several tiles coming loose. On the front was a rather large sign with letters that were barely legible. Nearing the top, Sam could see from one of the windows, a simple sewing kit. What kind of building was this anyway? Finally they reached the top.

Surprisingly, the top wasn't tarnished at all. No dust at all. The floor had finely polished tiles lining up evenly from the door that appeared to lead to downstairs. Danny turned into his human form as they settled down. There was some kind of pole there. He immediately ran to it and climbed on top. The shaft was built vertically up from one end, went horizontally across and ended back into the building. How strange? 'And useless,' Sam included in her head. Imitating her friend's actions, she climbed up the shank as well.

Danny looked out into the horizon with a lopsided smile. She looked over that way as well.

"Whoa!" exclaimed Sam. Whoa indeed. It was incredible sight to be seen. The irregularly vast building had a nice comfy spot overlooking the city. The clouds swirled in with the sun but passed quickly by it as the next cloud in line took its place. The trees looked as if they were huddling together making the greenery seem more plentiful than it actually was. Birds were just at their eye-level. Amazing…but not dark enough.

"Danny! Where in the world did you happen to come across this place?" Sam asked after her little gasp.

He gave a kindhearted grin. "When you fly around this place for as long as I have, you tend to bump into things…literally." Sam chuckled.

"So is this what we plan to do for the day? Not that I'm don't appreciating this or anything."

"No," he answered, "I also planned to do this." Danny placed a small, gentle kiss on her cheek. He pulled away slowly. Sam's violet eyes grew spacious. Did Danny, her best friend, just lay his lips on her? What had happened to the world she had just known!

"D-Danny? What…"

Danny interrupted her. "…And if I had time," he put his hands around her arms. "I was hoping to do this." He lowered his face toward hers and lightly placed a firm kiss square on her lips. Sam tensed up. Never did she ever expect for Danny to be so direct as he was. And so bold! Did this mean he liked her? 'Well duh! Why else would he be kissing me otherwise?' her mind scolded. But, still. It was just mind-boggling. Did she like him like that though? 'I mean, I've thought about at one point…' Danny tugged away.

"Sam, I'm sorry about that," Danny said. Some part of Sam suddenly missed the feeling upon her lips, "but I've really got to show and ask you something." Danny closed his eyes as the light from his transformation suddenly enveloped his body switching him into the Phantom of Amity Park.

"Wait! Did you just – I think we should – I mean you were," Danny silenced her by putting his finger to her mouth.

"Sam just let me take you somewhere and then you can tell me what you think." Danny said to her. Where would he be taking her? Wasn't this just enough? Actually, Sam didn't really know what she was going to say anyway. I mean, how was she supposed to react to this suddenness? Sam let her hand be held by the ghost. Danny held on to her and flew off.

Soon, Danny and Sam had both arrived to the park. There he transformed freely without hiding for no one was there. Still holding Sam's hand, Danny walked over to a single tree upon a hill. They both went under the tree as Danny implied.

"Uh, w-what did you…want to say?" stuttered Sam.

He looked her in the eye boldly.

"Sam, I know this might seem weird and unexpected…" Danny begun, "but please take it with seriousness." He held her hand with one of his own and kneeled down.

'What the heck is he doing? What's going on here! Oh my effin' God, he's going to propose to me!' Sam's mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts.

Danny slowly reached behind his back. "Sam…"

'What am I going to say!'

Danny pulled out a small…furry black cat? "Do you think I should keep this cat?"

'…What?'

"…What?" Sam asked angrily.

The cat meowed cutely in her face with a devious gleam to its purple eyes. 'Wait? Isn't that the cat I transformed into in my dream?' she thought. Danny cradled the cat in his arms. He waved his finger in its face then scratched it under its chin. The cat purred happily while closing its eyes. When he stopped, the cat butted its head across his hand. Danny stood up.

"You see, I found this little fellow along the street one day and she just begged me to keep her!" Danny exclaimed. The cat licked his cheek and butted its head against him again.

"That? …That's what you dragged me out here for. To ask if that if YOU SHOULD KEEP A FRICKING CAT!" Sam screamed.

Danny sheltered the cat by putting it close to his shoulders in attempt to protect it from Sam's rage. He looked at her shocked and disgusted by her sudden outburst.

"Well of course I was here to show you her! Why else would I bring you here? What did you expect?" he said.

"Well – I - you just!"

Sam shut her eyes tightly while yelling out frustrated. This was so screwed up and twisted! All she wanted to know now was how the heck did everything becomes so weird? As if actually witnessing ghosts attacks and fighting them on a daily basis didn't make a new score on the weird-o-meter! Ok, maybe it wasn't that weird but in Sam's eyes it was really close! When she opened her eyes, a whole scenery change just took place. Before her, a backyard wedding was happening. Danny in a black tux looking happily at the black cat in a little bride's outfit. The left half of the pews contained Danny's family while the right side pews contained myriads of cats.

"Will someone tell me what the flip is going on around here?" Sam shouted to the sky.

"What do you think is going on? Danny's is getting married to his one true love of coarse! Finally the day has come." Tucker said as he suddenly conjured next to Sam. He looked at the bride and groom having their wedding kiss with a smile. His hands were behind his back. He had a pleased look on his face. Huh? Wasn't Tucker always-referring Sam as the one Danny always liked and vice versa? Sam lunged at Tucker and gripped his collar.

"Tucker, will you PLEASE tell me why Danny is marrying a cat? He's not even legal!" barked Sam.

"What is wrong with you girl?" Tucker shouted.

WHACK.

Tucker just slapped Sam.

Sam groaned. She felt a searing pain along her leg and side. Batting her eyes open, she saw Tucker and Danny's face. She tried staggering up on her feet but it was left unsuccessful. 'Uh… Oh God. What just happened? Wait!' Sam peered down to an injured hind leg – A furry, cat hind leg. 'So it was just a dream! Danny isn't marrying a cat! I'm still a cat. Yes! I'M STILL A CAT! Wait…I'm still a cat…aw.' Sam sighed in defeat.

"Danny, what did you do to it?" Tucker asked surprised.

Danny laughed nervously.

Danny yawned as he groggily stood up to awaken to the new day. Fabulous. The sun had been really bright and Danny found it impossible to go back to sleep. He was just about to change his clothes when he found out that he had not changed into his pajamas before going back to sleep. He skimmed down his face with his hands then rubbed his eyes to get rid of any eye crust. After quickly gliding his hands through his hair he found the room quite stuffy.

Heading over to door, he opened the window bleary eyed while hearing a rather large thud on the floor. Looking out his window he saw the cat in a heap on its side.

"You mean you slapped the cat into slight unconsciousness with a window?" bluntly said Tucker.

"By accident! I was too tired!" Danny defended himself. "But enough of that. What am I going to about this! TUCKER I WILL NOT GO TO JAIL FOR ANIMAL ABUSE!"

"Calm down dude! It was an accident. Let's just go take it to a vet. They'll take care of it and they'll probably give it a home too. I mean, that's probably what Sam would have done eventually after rescuing it." Tucker concluded.

"For once Tucker, you're actually right!" Danny said.

"What do you mean, for once?"

'What a vet? They're going to give me away to some random family! That means I probably won't ever see them again and never get to have thumbs again! NOOOO!' "MEOW!"

"Man there is something definitely something screwy with that cat."

You see what I see? A pretty shiny button. I think you should go click it.