A/N: Wow, update

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Twelve Hearts

"Well...then let's go find out who it is," Danny murmured, walking to the door and opening it. "After you," he said, bowing and motioning out the door with his arm.

Sam smiled. "Why thank you," she said, trying to sound and walk elegeantly. Danny smiled further as he closed her door behind him and followed her down the hallway.

"You know, you'd make a pretty good princess the way you just walked out that door," he remarked.

"Oh, shut up," Sam said, rolling her eyes. But she couldn't help the small blush creeping on her cheeks. She watched as Danny straightened his back, brought on hand to his hip and the other hand up in the air. He walked a few steps ahead of her just like that, stopped, then turned back to her. "Why, 'sank you," he said with a very thick unidentified accent, then smiled a very...gay smile and blew her a kiss and winked.

"You're better at it than me," she said, arms crossed and giving him a you're-so-cheesy-look. Danny grinned and shrugged.

"I watch enough movies with people like that," Danny said, winking at her again. Sam giggled softly behind her hand. Danny frowned, confused at why she was laughing. But before he could say anything about it, Sam turned him to face the end of the hallway at the stairs and pushed him in that direction, forcing him to walk.

"They're sitll down ther,e you know," she said as they reached the stair.s "Coming!" she shouted, running down the steps. Danny followed her silently, jumping over the last four steps and catching up with her at the door.

Danny bumped into her and she bumped him back as they both bounded for the door. Sam turned the iknob and opened it a crack. "Who is it?" she asked. Danny stood enxt to her, peeking out as well.

"Hi!" said the young man dressed all in white. His clothes almost resembled that of a plumber, but cleaner and more good-smelling. Sam rose an eyebrow. There was another man, a bit older, standing next to him. Both looked to be in their twenties, with dark hair and eyes. Sam stared from him to the other man, then back before opening the door all the way.

"Hi," she mumbled, giving Danny a questioning look only to have the boy return a similar one. She looked back at the gentlemen. "What can I do for you?" she asked.

"Are you, uh..." the guy looked at a small card in his hand. "Samantha Manson?"

"Who wants to know?" she asked suspiciously. The boy grinned.

"Well, we're atcually here to come pick you up!" At Sam's blank stare, the older man added, "You've been selected along with another teen from Amity Park to be in a newest show called "Twelve Hearts"."

"The basic gist of it is for you to find a date by the end of the show. There are eight girls and four guys," said the young man. Sam blinked. The man switched his attention to Danny, then looked at the next card in his hand. "You wouldn't by any chance be Daniel Fenton, would you?" he asked, staring at Danny. Danny stared back, then slowly said, "Yeah, I am..."

"Well, you've been selected too!" the man said.

"Just who "slected" us?' Sam asked, snatching the two cards from the young man's hands. He just sort of stood there, shocked almost, so the older man said, "That much we can't tell you. A friend, fmaily member, anyone close chose you."

"You're not chosen at random, that'd be pretty weird. So people send us letters or give the producers a call," thye young man furtehr explained.

Sam only stared at the two ID cards. There was one of her with her name and address and a small picture and one of Danny with the same details. "It better not have been who I think it was," Danny whispered to himself, then both he and Sam looked at the two white-clad men.

"What do we do now?" Danny asked.

The young man stuttered. "Oh, uh, well, we'll give you guys some time to get yourselves suited up. Nothing fancy, just casual clothing. Thirt minutes is all we can give you, though," he said.

"Fine, just wait out there," Sam said, and handed him back the cards before closing the door. "That's weird," Sam growled, then sighed. "You're all ready benetah your ghost costume, I see."

"Can't leave home in boxers," Danny laughed, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Sam smiled and huffed. "But you'd better get ready," Danny advised. "I don't think pajamas are really what you'd call...casual clothing."

Sam's eyes widened and she looked down at herself. She'd answered the door looking like that!? "I'll be right back!" she shouted and before Danny even realized it, she was half-way up the stairs. He laughed.

Before long Danny and Sam found themselves sitting in the back of a van while the two mean sat in the front. They were watching the first three new episodes of "Twelve Hearts" on a small television screen suited between the two front seats. The show was pretty good, kinda comical in a way. So far, Danny was liking all the strange games the woman, Pilar, made the candidates play. It was interetsing.

The young man who sat in the front passenger seat didn't seem to stop talking. Apparently the older man was his brother. Both were from a rather lower class fmaily and this was their big break. The young brother's name was Brad, but they called "Grad". The older one was named Brian and was the mroe serious one. The show, apparently, had very high ratings and skyrocketed. The producers were constantly trying to figure otu what new games to put into it.

In the show, no one new each other's name. They were all called out by their zodiac signs. A rather strange thing, but then again, that's why it was "Twelve" hearts: because there are only twelve zodiac signs.

"There's a guy on the show named "Eduard-O"," Grad continued. "He's some sort of astrologist or something, I don't really know, but he can tlel a lot about you form the littlest things like who your foot is pointing to, or even your zodiac sign alone! It's pretty cool."

"Sounds like," Sam murmured, staring at the small TV screen. Danny looked at her out of the corner of his eyes. She'd dressed up in her usual style, really. A purple and black stripped shirt that fit tightly, it seemed. The nekc of it was really wide, revealing her collar-bones and almost her shoulders. Black straps were visible from an undershirt, Danny noted. She was also wearing a black skirt and purple legging beneath it reaching half-way down her calves. Her hair was held up a hair clip behind her head causing her bangs to come around the sides of her face. Over-all, she looked as gothic and beautiful as ever. Danny smiled.

"We're here," Grad's voice said, interrupting Danny's thoughts. The van stopped and they looked outside at the big, white building with the words "Twelve Hearts" in glowing letters outside.

E/N: uhm...yeah...:-P

--Airamé Phantom