A/N: Sorry if people think I took a long time to update. Just so you know, I take a long time to update. I already know where I'm going with this story but I have finals so…yeah. And I'm sorry I have to split this chapter. The next chapter will be when they meet Tucker and Jazz. And the meeting will not be how you expect it to be… Enjoy this latest installment! And yes, I hated the last chapter too…
The Best Gift Ever: Chapter 3: Arrival
"We're home!" Sam's mom announced to the empty room.
The attendants scuffled behind her, moving things and setting them up in a flash. After all, that's what they were paid for.
"That plane ride was a drag, but it was all worth it!" Her father said, and then plopped down in a chair that was just set up by one of the attendants.
Sam just groaned.
"Of course," her mom continued. "We would have told you before, but it wasn't built yet! Well, the house was built, but we had to purchase add-ons and that takes some time. You do understand, right Sammy dear?"
Sam groaned yet again.
"Oh," her mom said understandingly. "You miss your little friend. Don't worry; you'll get many new friends here."
'Great," Sam thought. 'Those words make me feel so happy. Good thing I snuck my 'present' with me.' She chuckled, then eyed as one of the attendants tugged a medium sized box up the stairs to her room, supposedly.
When she saw her parents looking at the box which was currently disappearing from view, she said to them: "I just can't leave that one behind. It's my favorite toy!"
"Ok then honey, I'm glad you're enjoying what your uncle gave you. I just don't understand why it had to be so big…" They walked off into the master bedroom, which was just set up.
Sam walked upstairs to watch her room being set up
After the attendants left her room, she shut the door behind her, sighing.
"Now that I have you all to myself…" she half muttered to herself, then set to work. She pulled open the top flap of the box and Danny popped out immediately, apparently exhausted.
"Finally!" he said, exasperated. "Do you know how long I was waiting for you to free me from this box? I feel like I've waited forever and a half! Thanks, Sammy dear."
He liked calling her dear for some reason. It came so naturally to him and felt so…right.
"No prob. By the way, when my mommy gets the papers to be in school, I'll steal some for you."
"But what about the siggy-natures?"
"Don't worry about it, Danny-wanny! We'll make fake ones. After all, that's what we did last time. No one will notice, as usual."
"Ok then! You're right, as usual."
"I know I am."
Danny learned a few days after he met Sam that it's not worth arguing with her. She'd always win, and if not, she'd make his life a living ghost. Though he wasn't sure if he'd turn to a ghost in actuality, he didn't want to risk it. Then if he did turn to a live ghost, all the ghosts would tear his heart out, or something else atrocious-like. He didn't want to think about the possibilities.