There was a moment of silence as Sam scribbled down a question on her pad of paper, You want to train me like a dog?
"Well," Danny began, reading over her shoulder, "not like a dog per say, more like we'll try to get you to do certain things-"
"Oh, no," Tucker shook his head, backing up to the counter, "You'll be getting her to do 'certain things.'" He ended with air quotes.
"Sicko," Danny muttered, turning pink. "What I mean is test you to see what kind of power you have. Do you have any idea what you can do?"
Sam thought for a second, Well, there was the time I made you go flying out the window, and I think I was the reason you couldn't come near me because I also made your 'bubble' go away. And also I think I was the one who made the school flood.
"How'd you make the school flood?" Danny wondered.
"I just want to know if she can do it again, I have this test in two days and I don't even know what subject it's for let alone what to study for it . . ." Tucker piped up.
"Shut up Tuck." Danny said for both him and Sam. "Hmm," He said, still reading over her shoulder, "I suppose it's a possibility. Okay, you're right, it's probably our only possibility."
"What is it?" Tucker asked, "I hate being kept out of the loop!" He whined.
"And you're in it so much." Danny replied, his voice oozing sarcasm.
"With you usually, you used to tell me everything."
"Used?" Danny asked, picking up on the past tense.
"So you still do, at least you were honest with me though." Tucker said, crossing his arms.
"When have I lied to you in the past couple of days?" Danny demanded.
"Umm, let's see, when I asked about Sam, when I asked about Sam, when I asked about Sam, when I asked about Sam." Tucker replied, ticking them off on his fingers. "Oh, and I almost forgot, when I ask about Sam."
"We haven't talked about Sam that much," Danny told his friend, silently begging him to give up the conversation for a more private time, as Sam was giving him a strange look.
"Oh yes we have." Tucker argued.
"Okay, let's say hypothetically," Big word number four, "Shut up Sam! Let's just say that maybe we did talk about her," perverted stalker. "I am not Sam! When would I have lied about her?"
"When I asked if you liked her and you said that you didn't."
"I do like Sam as a friend." Danny stressed the word, hoping his friend would get the hint.
"We'll talk later." Tucker said with a look that clearly stated they would actually be arguing later . . . an argument Tucker was confident he would win.
"Uh-huh. Back to training Sam, I think that it's a good idea, who knows, maybe you can even help me with Vlad." Danny suggested brightly.
"We don't even know what kind of power she has." Tucker reminded him.
"We think," Danny gestured to him and Sam, "that she has the mind power, like the making things happen with her mind, because that's where the pyschic abilities more than likely come from and if she was the one to flood the gym, she wasn't anywhere near the place when it happened."
"So let's just say your theory is right-"
"It's not my theory, it's Sam's."
"Okay, let's say Sam's theory is right, where are we going to get the stuff to test it with?" Tucker asked.
"The lab, duh." Danny replied, "Have you been living under a rock?"
So here's a new chapter of Silence. Next chapter Sam's 'training' shall begin, Tucker shall be harmed, Danny may say too much or too little (or that could be Tucker again) and I may actual remember that there is a plot.
Thanks to iluvacting for being a great beta and I do not own Danny Phantom.
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