Jazz ran upstairs and yelled, "WAS IT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT?" But her father had gone.

Danny collapsed on the floor, tears streaming out of his eyes. Tucker was bent over the table, the reaction of Jazz being the funniest thing for him. Sam leaned weakly against the counter, she wasn't laughing at this latest episode, no, she had laughed at this yesterday. What she was laughing at would happen in:

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

ONE!

Jazz screamed and ran down the stairs. "IT CHANGED COLOUR!" She wailed. Her hair was quickly turning colours. Purple, blue, orange, yellow, red, green, pink again. "Someone help me!"

"Be quiet dear, we've got company. We'll fix it after dinner." Maddie chastised as she set the table. Sam, who had been in the future, gasped. She ran and opened a drawer. She pulled out a butcher knife and went after Jazz.

"Danny! Help!" Jazz yelled as she began to run, but Sam was too quick. She leapt on top of Jazz, sitting on her back. "HELP! DANNY YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS GOING TO KILL ME!" Sam gripped the knife tighter and it arced through the air with a slight whistle.

Sam leapt off Jazz and picked up the hair she had just chopped off. She handed the hair to Danny. Everyone stared at her, not understanding what was going on.

"WH-?" Danny began but was cut off as the pink hair morphed into a little creature with sharp teeth that had venom dripping from them. It barked, and growled and went to take a bite out of Danny.

Danny dropped it on the floor and smiled when it made a satisifying crunching noise as it hit the ground. But that didn't stop the monster puppy hair. It growled and began to move across the floor, away from Tucker and Danny, diagnal to Jazz and parralell to Maddie it was aiming for Sam. It growled again, showing venom coated fangs.

Maddie moved quickly and blasted the thing with an ecto gun. She put the carcass in a container and tossed it down a laundry chute that went to the lab. "Well, that was interesting, I must say." Maddie mused. "We'll have to analyze the corpse later, of course."

Sam grabbed Danny's hand and wrote on it. His eyebrows went up. "Oh, yes. There was that." He said, a smile in his voice, but he was clearly displeased about something as both ice and amythest eyes fell on Jazz, who was examining her short red hair.

"I like this style." She said finally, "But the ends will have to be evened." She turned and noticed that the two younger teens were staring at her.

"Sam and I aren't happy about the girlfriend comment." Behind them Tucker muttered something that got him a combat boot in the crotch.

"Food's here!" Jack announced, breaking the tense moment. The family quickly forgot it as Jazz quietly apologized, but for what she did not know, because sooner or later, she knew, it would be the truth. The family sat at the table.

Sam choked back her disgust at the pile of meat on Tucker's plate. Weren't you eating all day? She thought. It annoyed her that she no longer could voice her thoughts through Danny as he was sitting across the table. She wondered, if maybe, just maybe, Jazz, who was on her right, could understand her. Sam turned to the girl. Jazz turned to her, a questioning look in her eye.

"She wants to talk to you," Danny explained to his sister, realizing what Sam wanted. "Just give her your hand." Maddie and Tucker who couldn't understand her, and Jack who had never tried too, watched. Danny hoped that Jazz wouldn't be able to know what Sam was saying, because he enjoyed being the only one, not to mention the feel of her delicate hand on his . . .

Sam took the older girl's hand gingerly, and wrote out, Sorry for scaring you earlier. It was necassary. Jazz gave her a confused look.

"Slower?" She suggested. Danny's shoulders sagged as he realized that's what he requested as Sam talked to him that way the first time. A smile graced Jazz's lovely features.

"It's no problem, really Sam." Sam returned with a smile of her own.

"Why is it the only people who can get that are siblings?" Tucker asked, tearing the meat off of a chicken leg.

"Well, now," Jack intervened, "I've never tried it." He offered Sam his hand and she spun around in her seat. I heard you're very into ghost hunting. Sam wrote. Jack stared at her confused as her message was repeating. After five minutes the pair gave up.

"Siblings." Tucker repeated, and attacked a wing.

***

Danny and Tucker were playing a video game and Sam was watching, bored, when Jazz came and sat on the couch beside her.

"What are you planning to be?" Jazz asked. Sam gave her a look, that wasn't usually the way someone started a conversation. "You caught me. I'm planning on being a physcologist, and I was wondering if you would mind being a guinea pig?" Sam grabbed her hand.

I mind being a guinea pig, but I will have a conversation. And to answer your question . . . I have dabbled a bit with the idea of becoming a poet.

"That's wonderful, are you any good?" A bit. "What do your parents think?"

They hate me for being me, so obviously they don't approve of me. "No parents really hates their child Sam." Jazz said. Really? The girl's eyebrows raised. You've never met mine.

"Touche." Jazz gave her that. "But could I? This would make an excellent paper," Jazz's mind was a million miles away, as Sam silently giggled. You're welcome to them.

Danny listened to the one-sided conversation to his sister and new friend. He got most of it, although, what he heard about her parents made him sad. He'd grown up with love and understanding. Only pulling away when Danny had became Danny Phantom, and he only did that because he didn't want to be locked in a tank and poked and prodded.

Danny wasn't paying attention to the game, but his technoology obssessed friend still got trashed. "How you can be so obsessed with technology and still not be able to beat me at Tetris gets me." Danny commented as Tucker scowled, impatiently turning off the game system.

"I'd better be going-"

"Because you don't want to lose again," Danny intergected. Tucker scowled, indicating he was right.

"See you lovely," Snort, "people tomorrow." The door banged shut behind him.

"You should be going too, Sam." Jazz said, looking at the clock. Sam grabbed her hand. "Yes, I heard that but wouldn't-" The raven haired girl shook her hand, but stood anyway. "I'll walk you home," Danny volunteered, wanting to be close to her.

It's not necassary, Sam objected, but allowed herself to be led out of the house.

"My parents are crazy, eh?" Danny asked her. They're not completely crazy. At least they care about you. "Don't sound so bitter." Sam let out a silent laugh. Danny didn't get it. I don't sound like anything. I can't make any noise, remember?

"Yeah, true. But, you're so much better conversation then most other people." Thank you. There was no denying the sarcasm. "Jazz wanted to physco analyze you?" He asked again. Sam gave a sigh. Unfortunatley. Danny looked at her face, and then thought about how far they had to walk.

He gave Sam sly grin, that she only caught out of the corner of her eye. Sam wasn't really paying attention though. She wasn't even looking through the future. She was just lost in her thoughts. A sudden light caught her attention, but she brushed it off, ignoring it. Still thinking.

All of a sudden she was snatched at the waist she was about to kick out when she realized she had left the ground. Gasping, she spun around cautiously, to face her captor. Surprise, surprise it was Danny Phantom.

Is this the part where you drop me from a hundred feet up into a lake?

"Maybe."

That's not funny.

"You think I was joking?" Pause. "I have no problems dropping you." I never said you had no problems dropping me. I said that you would let me fall and hit something. You'd never let me go splat.

"Fine. You win." Again. "Don't rub it in." Sam stuck out her tongue. "Yeah, yeah." He turned his face to hers. He was carrying her bridal style, but she'd still wrapped her arms around his neck for support. He took in the half closed amythest eyes, red lips, pale skin. She wasn't a traditional beauty, but to Danny, she beat everyone else.

Sam noticed his staring, Take a picture it'll last longer. She joked. "Don't have a camera on me." He bantered back. Too bad, so sad. So, I've decided to test a theory. "Taking a Jazz moment?" Maybe. Sam gave a secretive smile, and launched herself from Danny's arms. Danny looked down for a moment before speeding down to catch her.

"You shouldn't have done that." Told you that you wouldn't let me hit something. "I could've told you that before. Now, what was the reason for attempted suicide?" Sam shook her head and pointed to where she would have fallen. Danny groaned. "You didn't plan this did you?" Sam shook her head with the most innocent smile. She would've been perfectly safe. She would have never hit the ground.

"So, do I get a reward for saving you?" Danny asked, setting her gently down on her balcony. Sam shook her head, and disappeared inside.

Don't ask me what she would have hit because I don't know. I just needed that in there. Maybe it was a trampoline or something. I dunno. So, I've finally updated this story. I've been obsessed with Pointless lately. It's my favourite fic thus far. 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.

~DI4MGZ~