Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom.
I tend to scream when I'm excited. So that's why I screamed when I saw that Sam would be involved in the newest Danny Phantom episode: Phantom Freeze (originally called Urban Jungle).
"Bring her to me.""Yes mistress…"
Sam Manson shot up from her bed, her forehead dripping with sweat as her mind was plagued with tormenting images of ghosts and ghouls that threatened to haunt her mercilessly. Taking in a shaky breath, she stood up hesitantly, putting on her black bat slippers and headed towards the bathroom, intent on cleaning herself up.
As soon as the deed was done, she entered her room, only to find white lights blaring in her face. Groaning, she walked towards the curtains, intent on shutting them tightly, only for them to be opened again.
Clearly awake, Sam looked up to find her mother's sickening white smile right in front of her nose. Sam groaned. "Mother, it's too early to deal with your cheeriness." She mumbled off to her mother, who only pretended not to listen. Mrs. Manson walked towards her closet, still smiling, as she picked out an outfit for her daughter. Sam only raised an eyebrow. Normally, her mother would reply to her with an "Oh Sammy-kins! You should smile more often!" or some other shit like that.
Curiosity spread through her like wildfire, and Sam bit her lip as she walked towards her mother, who in turn was frowning at the number of black clothing Sam kept. Sighing, Mrs. Manson just placed a small smile on her face as she found more green, purple, black, and occasionally brown clothing. Knowing this was her only choice if she wanted to get her daughter to place her full trust in her, she picked out a pair of light brown jeans and a forest green t-shirt.
Sam, on the other hand, was wondering how in the world those clothing found it's way into her closet, and she probably guessed her mother put it there, and she decided to keep it, just never actually wear it.
Placing on another unearthly smile, Mrs. Manson placed the clothing in her daughter's hands, watching her bewilderment was etched onto her face. "Sammy-kins, I would enjoy it immensely if you didn't don yourself in such hideous clothing, such as those black garments you tend to wear."
"Mother, I uh… appreciate the concern, but I like my regular clothing better." Sam placed the clothing into her mother's hands, then went to her closet and took out her usual attire. But before she even turned around, Mrs. Manson took away the clothing from her daughter's hands, placed the one she picked in its place, and shoved her into the bathroom.
From outside her bathroom, door, Sam heard her mother say: "I know Samantha. But I would just enjoy it if you didn't wear black today, that's all." And even though she couldn't see her mother, Sam just knew that her mother was wearing that ridiculous smile, and that all of the trouble that she went through his morning had to do with the mysterious voice she heard speaking with her mother in her room yesterday.
It was all a mystery, and she would find the answer, whether she wanted to or not.
"Wow Sam, what's with the change?" Danny asked, raising an eyebrow at the fact that Sam was wearing green and brown, it made her look like a tree, and the fact that she was wearing green and brown, with no black. Something was up.
Sam just rolled her eyes, indicating that she didn't actually choose to wear the outfit that she was forced into. "Two words: my mother." She paused, watching Danny form an "o" with his mouth, and continued. "She insisted, and I mean insisted, that I wear this instead of black today. She wouldn't even let me out of the house until I did, and I even told her I wouldn't go to school today. She wouldn't hear of it, and made sure I wore it, then pushed me out."
"She's lost it." Danny commented, and started walking towards Tucker's house, all the while facing his best friend. "No, she's lost it the minute she asked me to wear pink long ago." Sam stated sullenly, dragging her feet across the pavement. She only sighed drearily when they reached Tucker's house, and regretted waking up this morning, even if she was waking from a nightmare.
"Don't ask." She said bluntly to her African-American friend, who caught her lethal glare and in return did not say anything. They trio walked in silence towards Casper High, and Sam ran in, not waiting for her two friends, and quickly dialed the combination for her locker, not wanting to attract attention.
"Uh…" Tucker stated, obviously bewildered. He turned to Danny who just closed his eyes and sighed. "Apparently, Sam's mom insisted that she didn't wear black today."
"And let me guess. She's running cuz she doesn't want anyone to see her?" Tucker as, eyebrow raised. Seeing a nod from Danny, indicating a yes, Tucker sighed. "Girls." He muttered low enough so no one could hear him but Danny.
"You again?" Danny asked, now in ghost form and currently battling the evil Gothic princess known as Maya. She only smirked, sending in her cronies, black snakes, to search the grounds. Rapidly, Danny shot an ectoblastic beam at the slimy creatures, but becoming tired easily.
"AAAAAH!" a girl cried out. Danny could not reach her in time, only to find out later that she was bitten, along with a few other students, by the ghostly creatures.
Knowing her job was done, Maya disappeared, taking her snakes along with her. Danny quickly flew over to the students bitten by the venomous creatures, only to find that they were unconscious.
"Danny!" Danny turned around, hearing someone whisper his name and quickly changed forms, turning himself into Danny Fenton once again. Running towards the girl who called him, he could only stare at her as she gaped at the students who were now being taken by paramedics and checked by the Fentons.
"Dude…" he heard Tucker whisper to himself. Danny, utterly befuddled, looked at the direction both the motionless two were staring at, and Danny was pretty sure that his mouth was now wide-open, open to all flies that wanted to choke him to death. "No…" he whispered.
"Danny- how, how did my mother know that I shouldn't have worn black today?" Sam asked, shaking completely, and feeling herself supported by Danny's arms. The trio stared at one another, all of them confused by the same question, for everyone who was gathered around the attacked area was not wearing a single shard of black, while everyone who was attacked by the snakes, were donned in black clothing.
'This has to be a coincidence.' Sam thought, but something in her gut told her that she was wrong; that this so-called Gothic Princess was targeting everyone in black.
How did her mother know?
This is short because someone wanted me to update, and I can't make it long because my mother will be home any minute and I don't want her to ruin my chances of going on the Internet.
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