Okay, so I have some things to say.
So somebody asked me to keep this a SamDanny fanfic. You all should know, just in case you all MAY think or misunderstand on what couples I happen to support! This is strictly a CATHYx DANNY and CHRIS x SAM fanfic. I do NOT support SamxDanny or ChrisxCathy. I REPEAT THAT I DO NOT SUPPORT SAMxDANNY OR CHRISxCATHY!!!!!!! I DO NOT! I DO NOT!!! I DO NOT!!! You all get it, right? This story is not, nor will it ever be, a SamxDanny or ChrisxCathy fanfic! Later, there might be a tiny bit of Wendy x Mark but I'm neutral about those two. Wendy can end up with NOSSIDA for all I care! XD Not saying I want that to happen, because well, that'd just be freaky, but I just really don't care who Wendy ends up with! I just don't. I don't care about Jeremy either. Or Mark or Roy or Ralph for that matter! As long as Wendy stays AWAY from Danny and Chris, then I'm a happy camper!
Anyhow, just wanted to say that, thanks! ^^
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The crys of a baby echoed throughot the house of Cathy Smith.
"I hate this assignment..." She grimaced.
(Flashback)
"Today, class, we will be going over the responsibility part of school."
The whole class moaned disagreeingly at Mr. Fuster.
"Each of you will be paired up with a partner to take care of one of these sacks!"
(End Flashback)
She smiled. At least she had got him as her partner...
Danny held the sack of flour, looking around for anything to calm it down.
He screamed in agony and worry that he just could NOT get it to shut up!
Cathy giggled at him and got up from her bed. "WAHHHHHHHHHH! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Danny stared down at it and growled. "Would you just SHUT UP ALREADY?!" She laid her hands down onto the sack and smiled up to him. "I think it wants Mommy." He blushed a tiny bit and handed it to her. "Here, have it! I can't deal with it's-" The screaming from the sack of flour stopped. He turned his head back towards his partner to see her craddling the project in her arms. "Whoa, Cath!" The jock breathed. "How'd you do that?" She looked up and smiled towards him.
"Motherly instinct, I guess?" He smiled.
It wasn't cocky like it usually was, Cathy noticed. No, instead it was soft and gentle, the one she'd seen him give to Sam.
It took all of the self control she had not to drop the sack of flour and throw her arms around him.
"D-Danny?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why?" His voice was as soft as his smile was.
"You just...seemed out of it. You had this dreamy look on your face."
A few seconds later, she realized what it sounded like.
"I mean, it's not that I thought you were looking at me or anything! I just-I just thought that maybe you were off in Dreamland because you give that look to Sam all the time and-I should really just stop talking now..." He kept his warm smile and laughed just a little. "Yeah, I'm fine Cath just...wow. You'd be a great mother!" Cathy looked at him with a blush stretching over her cheeks. "I'm jealouse of the man who marries you!"
Her eyes widened as large as dinner plates and Danny gasped, realizing what he said. "Uhhh....I've gotta' get going Cathy! I'll talk to you later, bye!"
He ran out of the room, then straight out of the house, leaving Cathy to stand there, dumbfounded.
A few blocks away, Sam and Chris laid on his floor, writing on a labtop. Sam was reading subjects written on a piece of paper to Chris while he wrote them on the computer.
"Bees."
".......Check."
"The Beetles?"
"......Check."
"Aliens not existing in a million years for extra credit?"
"That's extra credit?"
"Do you even have to ask? It's Mr. Fusster, Chris!"
The blue tech shrugged and typed the assignment onto the computer.
"Do you want me to get us some drinks?" He looked up and smiled towards the fellow MBC member. "Sure, sounds great!" She smiled in return. "Okay, Il'l be right back!" The door handle twisted and she stepped out, closing the door behind her. After the door closed, he sighed in relife and laid back onto his bedside. "How did I get so lucky?"
(Flashback)
"For those of you would prefer not to do this project, you will be a partner to another person in the same boat as you are. You will have to do a research project on how a family of animals carries on their responsibilities to raise a child."
(End Flashback)
Luckily for him, Sam didn't want to take part in the baby flour sack project, just as he didn't.
Also lucky for him, Mr. Fusster let them choose their partners.
It was even luckier that Sam wanted him as her partner!
He leaned back a little further and moved the labtop from his body, enjoying the comfort. Meanwhile, Sam had gotten the drinks and was trying to open the door. She knew Chris had the labtop on himself so she wouldn't bother him. She stopped and looked around. There was nothing to lay one of the drinks down because they were both colored and his flooring is white carpet. She groaned. Oh, great! She took her arm and attempted to turn the doorknob the other way with it.
Chris noticed this and looked up. "Sam?" Outside, she herd her name being called. "Don't open the door, Chris!" She called. It was too late. He had opened the door and she was falling with him to the ground. "O-Ow...what the-?" Chris shut himself up to see Sam had fallen on him. The drinks had fallen and splashed onto her clothes and hair. "S-Sam?" She looked up at him, her eyes big and round. The two of them stayed silent, blushes creeping onto their faces. "I-I uhh, sorry Chris!" He shook his hea. "Don't worry about. It's my fault. I need to get a better reaction time, anyways!" The tech laughed. She blushed a little more. "Are you okay...?" He nodded towards her and sat up. Sam still laid close to him.
"Yeah! Are you?" She nodded too and blushed. Chris smiled and laughed nervously.
"Glad to hear it!"
Her face turned a little darker.
He's so sweet to me... Chris was rambling on about how silly their situation really was.
I wonder...
"We're so going to get laughs out of Cathy and Danny when we tell them this! Now my mom might not be so happy but- Sam? What-What are you doing?"
She looked like she was dreaming or mesmerized by some type of wonderful sight. "Sam?"
Just once......
She leaned further into him, her lips circling just a little. "What are you..."
Just this once, just to see what happens...
Her eyes closed and she continued to lean in.
What is she doing? Chris thought, leaning backwards as the girl got closer.
Soon, his head hit his nightstand, stopping him from moving back any farther. "S-Sam!" He pleaded, panicking slightly. She continued to lean close to the boy. His blush became an even darker shade of red and his eyes narrowed. Chris bit his lip, unsure of what was happening. She reached up and grasped his shoulders, supporting herself. He shut his eyes and prepared for what was coming.
And there it happened.
Right there, Sam and Chris had their first kiss.
Letting go of how tightly his eyes were closed, Chris relaxed a bit and took in the fact that one of his best friends was kissing him, the one he was in love with! He kissed back, focusing on what was happening. The kiss lasted for a minute, though it seemed like hours to the two. Sam pulled away, her eyes filled with suprise, then worry. Chris stared at her, distant worry also in his yet at the same time happiness could be found as well in the deep, blue pools. Sam bolted off of her teammate. "Oh my god! I can't believe I just did that!" She stood up, her hands covering her mouth. "Chris, I-I've gotta go!" He got up as well. "Not in that you're not!" Sam turned back to him. "Wh-What?" He nodded down at her clothes. "Why don't you go into my bathroom and take a shower? You have all of that juice and stuff on you so..."
She nodded hesitantly and went into his bathroom. "I'm gonna' go find you some new clothes." He left her alone in his bedroom. "Oh my god..." She whispered once he left. "How is it going to work out, now?"
Cathy sat by her window, the sack of flour laying down on her bed. It had stopped complaining and didn't need anything for the moment. Rain poured outside her window as she leaned helplessy against the glass. "A...great mother." She spoke, looking outside.
(Flashback)
"Yeah, I'm fine Cath just...wow. You'd be a great mother!" Cathy looked at him with a blush stretching over her cheeks. "I'm jealouse of the man who marries you!"
(End Flashback)
The rain seemed unending as she sat there, contemplating her thoughts. He thinks I'd be a great mother. Not a good mother, a great mother! Her heart soared at the thought of him admitting his jealousy to whatever husband she may have in the future. Of course, she thought. He's only saying that to be nice. The blonde had much reason to believe this, after all. Every time he'd be nice like that he'd find some way to mix it in with a little flirt. That, and the fact that he was dating Sam! A shiver ran down her spine at the same time lightning struck. "Zeewa..." She moaned to herself as the complaining began from the inanimate object 'sleeping' on her bed. She walked over to the flour sack and cradled it in her arms.
Was her mother like this to her when she was little? Did she cradel her like this when she was upset that the lightning struck? Her grandpa, Mr. Smith, never really told her much about her parents. The only thing she really knew was that they had-to put it nicely-passed away a week after she was born. She had no idea how they died! To think of it...I don't even know their names! Who were her parents exactly? Thoughts crossed her mind in a large stream as she cooed and attempted to quiet the crying baking ingrediant in her arms.
She sighed and stared down at the bundle. Did he really mean it?
A coffee mug was set onto a wooden table gently. "Looks like you're not going to be going home any time soon, huh?" Sam eyed the table thouroughly, keeping eye contact away from the boy in front of her. Chris set his mug down as well, the hot chocolate inside of it nearly gone. "Are you okay?" Sam strayed her eyes from the table for a second to look at him, then quickly looked away. "Yeah, I'm fine." Her face said otherwise. "You don't seem like it!" He answered, unconvinced.
It was silent between the two. Well, it WAS until: "Chris?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you...upset with me for what happened earlier?"
"ABSALUTLY NOT!"
She turned to him, her face filled with suprise. Chris realized this and shrugged.
"Uhh, I mean no! No, of course not!" Sam smiled a little. "Do you think Cathy might be upset?"
Chris coughed out some of his drink. Oh no, that's right! She thinks I'm dating Cathy!
"N-No! No! She-She'll be fine with it!"
"Are you sure?"
"Positive!" Sam giggled. "Alright." Chris hated to ask it, but he had to. "Will Danny?" It was Sam's turn to cough. He raised an eyebrow, seeing his own reaction faced back at him. "Uhhh, well...no. No, he won't."
"DID YOU SEE THAT?! NOT ONLY IS CATHY DATING CHRISTOPHER BUT DANNY'S IN LOVE WITH HER TOO! CHRIS PUT HIS ARM AROUND HER AND DANNY KISSED HER!"
Wendy sat down on Jeremy's couch. He invited her over to talk about their plans for world domination or in this case, Cathy's heart domination. However, he was ranting on about how much he wanted to rip off Danny's lips, feed them to Chris, and gag them both with spoons. (A/N: LOL! 80's SAYING! XD) She looked down at her nails and picked at the imaginary dirt in them. "AND AFTER I GAG THEM WITH SPOONS, I'LL RIP OFF CHRIS'S ARMS AND FEED THEM TO DANNY THEN GAG THEM BOTH WITH SPOONS AGAIN-"
"Yeah yeah! I get it I get it! You want to feed them eachother's limbs and lips and gag them with spoons repeteadtly! I know! I know!" Jeremy glarred at her and if looks could kill, Wendy would be thrown out the window, into the street, and ran over by twelve cars. "Alright I'll stop rambling the truth for right now, but we need a new plan!"
"Why don't you just like, invite her and Chris out on a double date with us or something?"
"Because, I need a time-wasting well thought out plan in case I have to tell her about this when we get older and get married so she'll know I loved her enough to put all of this effort into the plan!"
Wendy looked at him silently.
He looked back at her.
"You are one creepy little freak, arn't you?"
"That's besides the point! Anyways, I have the perfect plan!"
Cathy felt her skin shiver for a second time as the lightning struck near her window. The 'baby' still would not sleep. She sighed and shook her head back and forth, waiting for the unbarable storm to stop. She had a tiny fear of lightning and thunder which, she presumed, is why she hated storms. She never told anybody about that fear, but it was true! It was oh so very true.
RIIIIING!
Cathy gasped and nearly fell out of her seat as the near silence was broken.
RIIIIING!
........
RIIIIING!
........
RIIIIING!
She got up and gently sat the sack into the rocking chair and walked downstairs to pick up the phone. "Hello?"
"You okay, Cath?"
"Danny,! Yeah, I'm just fine, why?"
"I knew you had a fear of storms and I was wondering how you were holding up. Need me to stay on the phone with you?"
Sam and Chris both sat silently in the kitchen, waiting.
Sam was on the phone, waiting for her mom to pick up.
She stood there, twisting the curly wire in her fingers.
'BEEP! Hello, you have reached the Patersons!' Came her mother's calm and happy voice from the phone. 'We can't come to the phone right now, so it would be appriciated if you left a voicemail at the beep! Thanks!'
"Hey, mom! I was just calling to let you know I'm stuck at Chris's house right now because of the storm! I'll come home when it stops, thanks!"
The phone was placed back into it's proper area. Sam walked back and took a seat. "Hey Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"Every time you've ever tried to call your house when I'm around, it always ends up at the beep. Why dosn't your mom answer?"
She looked up at him and looked back down at the table. "Well, she's never really home. She has two jobs and all so she's always too busy to hang out or anything."
Chris rose an eyebrow. "Is that so?" The yellow member nodded in response. "Does it ever get lonely?"
"Sometimes, yes."
Chris looked sorrowfully at her and got up from his seat. A gasp came from Sam as Chris stood behind the chair, his arms wrapped around her. "Whenever you get home and she's not there, you can call me. I'll always have time to talk to you." Sam smiled as a tiny tear fell from her eye. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his. "Can we stay this way...for just a little while longer?" Chris nodded and wrapped his arms a little tighter, pulling her a little closer. "Thank you..."
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Okay, so that's the end of this chapter! What is Jeremy cooking up? Why is Cathy afraid of storms and lightning? How did Danny know about her fear? Will Danny find out about Chris and Sam's kiss and if he does, will he be mad? So many questions to be answered in the next chapter!
OH!!!! And just to repeat myself in case you guys STILL don't get it:
This is strictly a CATHYx DANNY and CHRIS x SAM fanfic. I do NOT support SamxDanny or ChrisxCathy. I DO NOT SUPPORT SAMxDANNY OR CHRISxCATHY!!!!!!!I DO NOT SUPPORT SAMxDANNY OR CHRISxCATHY!!!!!!!I DO NOT SUPPORT SAMxDANNY OR CHRISxCATHY!!!!!!!I DO NOT SUPPORT SAMxDANNY OR CHRISxCATHY!!!!!!!I DO NOT SUPPORT SAMxDANNY OR CHRISxCATHY!!!!!!! I DO NOT! I DO NOT!!! I DO NOT!!! I DO NOT! I DO NOT!!! I DO NOT!!!I DO NOT! I DO NOT!!! I DO NOT!!!I DO NOT! I DO NOT!!! I DO NOT!!!I DO NOT! I DO NOT!!! I DO NOT!!!
