Silence settled over the table as the trio turned to the woman who ahd spoek. It was none other than Maddie Fenton, smiling while she held a smoking, half cooked, Turkey that let out random I'll stuff you in the oven every couple of minutes.

"No, Mom. Sam's not my girlfriend."

"No? I just assumed since you to were holding hands."

"That's not nice." Danny scolded Sam who had just written something he didn't approve of. Maddie, who had been stuffing the turkey down the garbage disposal, turned to Danny.

"What's not nice?"

"What Sam said."

It was perfectly normal. I heard you say it.

"Your point being?" Danny asked Sam. His mother grew more confused by the minute.

"What point Danny? I-"

"What is your deal?" Pause. "I did not say that." Sam stuck her tongue out at him.

"Daniel Fenton who are you talking to?"

"Sam." Danny answered.

"She hasn't said a word."

"She's never said a word, Mom. Sam can't talk."

"Then how? You can't read lips Danny."

"That's not how Sam talks. Ask her something."

"What should I say to her?"

"She said to just talk to her like a normal person, she's not something that belongs in a zoo."

"Oh," Maddie felt like she'd offended Sam and scrambled to make it right. "Sorry, if I sounded like that, it's just, I've never heard of a condition like yours."

Neither has the medical world. I'm their only lab rat, but apology accepted. Sam grabbed Maddie's hand and wrote on it.

"What?" Sam repeated it, but Maddie still couldn't get it. Even when she took off her glove and Sam wrote on the skin. "I'm sorry, but I need someone to translate. Tucker?"

"Can't understand her." Tucker said, digging out ham.

"Sam said that the medical world has only heard of one case like hers so she's their only lab rat but your apology is accepted." Danny translated.

"Oh, good. Will you be staying for dinner?" Sam looked uneasily to where the turkey had gone down the drain. "We're ordering out, from the chicken place." Maddie couldn't understand why the girl suddenly looked horrified.

"Sam's a vegetarian." Tucker said, sitting down.

"I believe that." Danny answered Sam.

"What did she say?" Tucker asked.

"Oh nothing."

"I know she was making fun of me so don't even den- SAM YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT!" Tucker leapt at the goth girl because she'd squirted ketchup in his face.

He grabbed the ranch dressing and aimed for her hair, but Sam was quicker, she dove underneath Danny's chair, so Danny's shirt got full blast.

"Grr." Tucker ranted, and grabbed the mustard. He aimed once again, and again Danny's shirt got it.

"Stop that in the kitchen. Go outside if you want too, and Danny go get a new shirt on." Danny stood and turned toward the stairs. "Hand me that shirt now." Maddie stopped him. "I'm putting a new load of wash in." Danny grumbled something and yanked off the ruined white top. He turned around and threw it at his mother, and Sam couldn't stop staring at him. However, when Tucker came at her with Kool-Aid, she quickly jumped out of the way and started shooting peas at him threw a straw.

"UNFAIR!" Tucker yelled. Danny came downstairs to see Sam holding something that looked suspiciously like the relish jar and Tucker had pickles all over his shirt. "I surrender." She smiled. And with a look that clearly said, good, she dumped the relish all over him.

"Are you and Tucker staying for dinner?" Maddie asked again. "We'll get you a salad or something, Sam."

"Sure, I'd love to stay." Sam nodded.

"Jack!" Maddie called.

"What?" Came a man's voice from down in the basement.

"Go pick up our order. We're ready for dinner." Maddie answered.

Jack Fenton came up the stairs with Jazz following. Danny, Tucker and Sam all cracked up, the boys were trying to smother their giggles, but only Sam succeeded in staying quiet. Surprise, surprise.

"What-" Laugh "-happened-" Laugh "-to-" Laugh "-your-" Laugh. "-hair?" Snort. Danny asked his sister.

"What do you mean?" Sam grabbed a mirror out of her bookbag and handed it to the older girl.

"OH MY GOD! DAD!" Jazz turned to her father, "What did your gadget do to my hair?"

"It turned it pink." Jack answered before lumbering outside to go get supper.

I have some Danny Phantom summaries that I'm willing to hand out if anyone needs something to write. Just pm me. Ideas are appreciated, you'll get your credit. Complain if you want to, but I ain't gonna listen unless it's in the form of constructive criticism. Reviews motivate me. Don't own it. And Merry Christmas or Happy whatever you celebrate. Bah Humbug.

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