"GHOST!" some kid helplessly screamed, causing the whole cafeteria to go along. Tables were tossed upside down, food flying everywhere. The three teenagers ducked behind a turned over table, discussing what was going on.
"What do we do?!" Sam panicked. "Danny you can't go ghost, can you?" She turned to Tucker, worry in her eyes.
"Can you go ghost?" Sam asked, again. She watched as Tucker scratched his head in thought. He shook his head.
"Sorry, Sam," Tucker said, his eyes shifting from Sam's face t Danny's. My powers are in my body." Sam turned back to Danny.
"Can you fight him?"
"Heck no!" She sighed, defeated. Then, her eyes shot up, glowing with thought. "Tucker, phase into your body and "overshadow" Danny."
"How do I do that?!" Danny cried, flinging his arms into the air for dramatic effect. He looked at Tucker, demanding, Just say, "I don't know. I just think about it. Just, think about going intangible."
"I don't know. I just think about it. Just, think about going intangible," Tucker said, quoting Danny's exact words. Danny sighed.
"I… just… I'll try…" he stammered. Danny groaned, quietly closing his eyes. Soon, he focused on his power, making it look like he was struggling.
"I did it!" Danny cried, swatting his hand in and out of his intangible body.
"Now, hold onto that feeling," Tucker whispered, taking a step towards Danny. Danny held his breath. Sam watched as Tucker traveled towards Danny. Then, everything happened at once.
"BEWARE! I'M THE BOX GHOST!"
"ARGH!!!!!!!!"
"I AM THE BOX GHOST!"
"AND, I'M Tucker PHANTOM!"
"I'M STILLTHE BOX GHOST!"
"NO ONE CARES!"
(fight fight fight fight fight fight fight)
"Done," Danny said, clasping his hands together. Danny phased out of Tucker's body, then turned to Sam. "Good idea."
BRING!
"Aaaand, time for science," Tucker groaned, slinging his book sack over his shoulder. As soon as Tucker was out of earshot, Sam whipped around towards Danny. They started to walk towards science, too.
"I had another one," Sam whispered, shifting her eyes nervously. Danny made a face.
"Another what?" Sam crinkled her nose in disgust, slapping Danny playfully on the arm.
"Ew, Tucker. I don't wanna know what you think I meant. What I said, was that I had another dream." As soon as Sam's sentence was finished, Danny heard command, Ask her about the dream.
"So, what was it about, this time?" Danny obeyed his friend's order. Sam snorted in response.
"What they're always about," she answered, believing Danny actually had a clue about what she was talking about. But he looked blank. "Hello?" Sam waved her hand in Danny's face, again.
"What?" Danny asked, puzzled by Sam's words. "What dreams?" Sam's eyes grew wide.
"Gosh, Tuck. Do you have the memory span of a freakin' goldfish?" she muttered, confused by Danny's behavior.
"Just…just refresh my memory!" Danny said, frustrated by Sam's rudeness.
"The dreams I've only told you about?" Sam answered, trying to get "Tucker" to remember.
"Why only me?" Danny played along, having no idea what they were actually talking about.
"Why would I tell Danny? He's the one I dream about!" Danny could feel his cheeks burn a dark shade of pink as he realized something.
Tucker, why did you do this?
Because y'all were too stupid to say anything about your love for one another.
I hate you, Tucker.
A "thank you" would be more appropriate for this situation.
Thanks, but I still hate you.