A/N: Aha! Up-date! XD

Doce Corazones
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Twelve Hearts

Next day.

Danny paced along his bedroom floor, holding his phone to his ear and his foot tapping whenever he stopped pacing. "Come on, come on, please answer," he murmured. Then the answering machine on the other end came on.

"You have reached the Manson family. Please-"

Danny cut off Mrs. Manson's voice on the answering machine and plopped down on his bed, putting his face in his hands and running one hand through his raven-black hair. He groaned and let himself fall backwards onto the bed, his arms out-stretched, the phone in his hand falling to one side. "She hates me," he murmured. "I knew this was going to happen..."

Danny looked to one side and reached for the phone again. He marked in another number, this time Tucker's. Maybe Tucker could pass on a message for him...

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

"Hello?"

"Tucker!" Danny exclaimed.

"Oh, hey, Danny, what's up?"

"Sam not wanting to talk to me, that's what," Danny groaned. He stood right back up and began to pace again

"Danny, settle down up there!" came his mother's voice. Danny sighed and stopped his pacing, settling for picking up an old picture frame holding a photo of Sam and himself at a school dance. The first time he'd ever been to a dance. And better yet, Sam was the first person he ever danced with at a dance. He smiled despite his actual mood.

"Dude? Just clam down...I'm sure it'll blow over," Tucker's voice said.

"I'm not so sure, Tuck," Danny sighed. "I promised it'd be the best birthday ever. Then Skulker had to ruin everything...She probably hates me now."

"Ya know what Sam would say right about now?"

"What?" Danny asked, not in the mood at all. He fingered the frame in his hand before sitting back down. He wondered what she was doing right now...

"Probably would say that no one ever starts hating someone over a birthday. She knows it must have been ghost trouble. That much is predictable."

Danny smiled. "Thanks, Tuck. Really."

"No problem! But, I gotta cut this chat short. I've got an interview!"

"You're gonna get a better job?" Danny asked. "Or do you like the food chain so much you'd like to remain a cashier at a grocery store?" The boy grinned at Tucker's reply.

"Shut up! Just because you've got a better job than me means nothing! And FYI, Mr. Technician-Mechanic person, it's a part-time job! Once I finish college, I'm gonna have a better job than you!"

"Ha! Once I finish college, I'll...still have a better job than yours!" Let's just say Danny's dreams got a little distorted. He still loves the idea of being an astronaut, and he knows he could become one just as easy as dreaming it up, but a while back, he started to like learning about machinery and actually got into building and fixing cars. it was a lot of fun, and all you needed to know was the difference between oil and water. It wasn't that hard And the days always went by slow, so he had enough time for other things when he wasn't busy at work. But, like Tucker said, this was just a part-time, beginner job. It was nothing special, but once he earned enough, it is going to be time to move out the family home.

"One day you'll be begging me to lend you some cash! Just watch!"

"Oh, I'll keep an eye out, I promise," Danny joked, holding up his right hand.

"Yeah, yeah...but listen, I've gotta go! Don't wanna ruin my chances at getting that bet mo-...uhm, I mean, getting that check money! This is gonna be my career one day!"

Danny hadn't caught that last part, but he was sure there was something weird. "Tuck-" he started, but found that the other boy had already hung up the phone. Danny shook his head and looked at the phone. Ah, Tucker, you maniac...

Danny clicked his end of the phone and sighed, walking out his room and on his way grabbing another pair of fresh clothes and a towel. Time to take a shower and see if Sam's at her house...Her parents were out on a business trip anyway, so she's probably slacking off...

Tucker grinned as he hung up his phone.

"Ready, Mr. Foley?" said a cameraman before him. Tucker nodded and grinned. "Okay, we're filming in one, two..." The man saluted a 'go' sign and Tucker put on his best smile.

"Ah, what can I say about Taurus? He's a great friend, great guy, but even he has his defects...for one thing, he's always disappearing and he can be very forgetful." Tucker's grinned broadened. "I really hope you guys don't kill me," he laughed.

E/N: Okay! I finally found my notes that I took from one of the episodes of this crummy, sappy show! So there was your next chapter! I hope you enjoyed it!

--Airamé Phantom