Hmmm, I wonder how this is gonna come out. I looked at the list to see what was next, and I just decided to write this. I hope it goes OK. Enjoy!

Look Out.

The sixteen year old Danny grunted as he pushed ice out of his hand onto the almost finished statue and tried to form it correctly. Just then, Tucker ran in, breaking his concentration.

"Danny, you're still not done? Sam will be here in like, ten minutes!" Tucker exclaimed. Danny took a breath and looked at his creation so far.

"I'm trying, I really am." Danny replied in a breathless tone.

"Dude, I thought you were already done! What happened? Didn't think her hair was right?" Tucker snickered. Danny scowled.

"I was finished. But can I get a break from ghosts? Noooooo. Skulker just had to show up and blast the head into smithereens. And most of the upper body, too." Danny explained angrily.

"Well, Sam's gonna be here real soon, so you should probably try and hurry." Tucker advised.

Danny glared at Tucker. "What do you think I'm doing? Give me a break. This is the first time I've tried something so advanced with my ice powers. And I'm no professional ice sculptor."

"Ya know, you don't have to do this for her. You can get her something else. She wouldn't mind." Tucker pointed out. Danny sighed and leaned against a wall, brushing his white gloved hand through his sweaty hair-which was surprising, seeing as he was excessively using his ice powers at the moment.

"Yah, I know. But, it's just that she deserves so much better. I can't just go and buy her something she would like. Besides, I don't have the time to go get her something." Danny replied.

"You already made her that scrapbook of your guys' best moments together." Tucker reasoned. "I think she'd be fine with that. In fact, I know she'll love it."

"Yes, I know she'll love it, but come on. She's turning sixteen, and I want this to be the best birthday for her ever." Danny sighed before straightening his back out and willing more ice into his hands.

"You said you don't have time to go get her something else. But yet you don't have the time to finish this up and you still try and finish." Tucker sighed. His friend's urgency to make Sam's sweet sixteen perfect was unbelievable.

He had completely went all out for her, and made it just the way she would like it. Heck, Danny had even got permission from her parents to deck out the ballroom for her. And he had even got a job to pay for everything! There were black streamers, and purple balloons, and anything else you know that Sam would like.

"Tuck?" Danny said simply.

"Yah?" Tucker asked curiously.

"Why don't you go stand look out. Keep her out. And go ahead and let the guests in. I'm almost finished." Danny suggested. Tucker nodded before running out the door. Danny looked up at his almost done masterpiece and started working on it.

Ten minutes later, other kids that were invited are pouring into ballroom-

Everybody watched in amazement as Danny added the last touches to the sculptor. Never had they seen anything so detailed, so elegant as this. Danny glanced at the clock to see that he had gone over two minutes the ten minute time that Tucker had estimated before Sam was ready.

They had told Sam that a very special person was coming to see her for her birthday, so that she would get all dressed up. Or, well, Tucker did anyway. Danny wanted to just tell her something else, and didn't want to lie to her.

So it didn't surprise Danny in the least when he could here Tucker yelling to Sam not to come into the ballroom.

"Sam, he's not here yet! Just wait! You-" they heard Tucker exclaim from outside the doors.

"Tucker, it's my house, and I can wait in here if I want." Sam said in a joking voice, but then paused. "Where's Danny?" And just then, she opened the doors to reveal all the party guests.

"Surprise!" everybody but Danny exclaimed, for he was panicking and just adding some important details to his present to Sam. Everybody moved so that the surprised Sam could make her way to the center of her hopefully most memorable birthday party ever.

Sam stared in awe at the magnificently decorated room. And then, her attention turned to the center of the room where she could see the one responsible for it all, along with his gift. Sam smiled and walked over to where he stood, his back facing her, adding details. She tapped his shoulder gently and he spun around with flushed cheeks and a nervous smile, his hands behind his back.

"Uh…surprise?" Danny said nervously. Sam looked behind him and Danny looked as well to see if he had messed up.

Behind Danny stood a large life-size ice sculptor, perfectly designed to be Sam wearing a long elegant lavender dress with long sleeves, which she was wearing right now. In fact, the sculptor looked exactly like Sam did right now. The dress, the facial expression-a beaming smile-and her hair in the same style she had it at their very first dance together.

"Oh, Danny…Did you…?" Sam's voice trailed off in awe as she took in every last perfect detail.

"Do…you like it?" Danny asked hopefully. Sam threw her arms around Danny and kissed him on the lips before pulling her face back to look at him as he transformed into Fenton, wearing a dark grey suit.

"I love it. Everything is perfect! How did you pay for all this? Did my parents actually help you?" Sam exclaimed happily.

"They let me use the ballroom, that's it. I got a job and saved up." Danny replied before Sam hugged him tighter.

Danny grinned at her enthusiasm before turning to Tucker who wore a nervous grin on his face.

"Remind me next time to get a better look out. I like how this came out, but what if I hadn't been done?" Danny joked. Tucker laughed nervously.

"Not even the best look out on Earth could've kept her out of here, dude." Tucker replied jokingly. Danny smiled before finally hugging Sam back.

Well, that all came out randomly. I was in a lovey dovey mood at the moment. Let me know how it came out, OK? Please review!