Oh my gosh guys! I'm soooo sorry for not updating for the whole week. Please forgive me! I had history, english and a upcoming math test to study for. Including a whole butt lode of homework. I'm surprised I even managed to get some sleep!

Shadow: You didn't

Me: Oh yes, I remember...

Shadow: No you don't

Me: Yeah, honestly I can't remember what I had for breakfast this morning. So yeah, I was very busy and still am. I'm currently tasked with giving kids in my class art lessons. it hasn't been easy.

Shadow: Yeah, good luck with that. Here's the review replies...

charminggwen: I try ;p

Emmazippy577: Thanks! It means a lot!

bluebug00: (Shadow) You said it sister! (Shadow and Bluebug00) GO SHADOW! GO SHADOW! GO SHADOW! GO SHADOW!... (Me) Save me?

Pretender: Why are you saying 'testing'? Are you trying to test the reviews or something? Cause I can assure you they work...

IchtacaYolotli: Don't worry about it. I really liked how this chapter ended up.

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PS. This is another one of my Archives story. I'm going to put up a poll to find out if I should make it its own separate story. Check it out...

Post date: Sun, 23 Feb 2014

Written date: Sun, 23 Feb 2014

That awkward moment when your friend walks in at the absolute WRONG moment...

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Sam was on her way to Danny's. School came out early today and she decided to go and cook him a real dinner. It was Friday after all. And back when Danny was, well, alive, they would always have a movie night on Fridays. She would make a nice healthy dish for them to eat. While Danny would help her or make desert. For a kid whose parents' food always ended up trying to kill them, he was a really good cook.

Usually Tucker would be busy setting the TV up. Or he just tried to leave them alone. Who knows? Anyways, she thought it will be nice to start up the tradition again. Earlier in the day she had gotten all the ingredients she needed to make Danny's favorite dish: pancakes! It was a little strange though.

Even though Danny was a ghost now, he still needed to eat and sleep and do just about everything humans needed to do. He even aged. She also noticed his ectoplasm had a little bit of red blood in it. It must have been the portal. It must have made him a ghost but only to a extent. Which probably was the reason for the blood. He was still a little bit human. Danny said that when he asked Clockwork he told him that as long as he stayed with the living it will stay like that and that there were only a few ghosts who were like that. Soon after, Danny realized what that meant. He was a endangered species, just like Skulker said. A halfa, a ghost with a small amount of human blood still in him. A bridge between the world of the living and the dead. Clockwork did say it was both his obsession and job to protect both his worlds.

She shivered as a invisible force washed over her. She still wasn't used to the feeling. Shortly after the attack on Danny's house they decided to make a shield that would make it invisible. The only way to find the house was by knowing where it was, with Cujo, or by accident.

She walked further taking in the sight. It was an old two story house, paint chipped, covered by vines and plant life. In a old rundown way, it was quite beautiful. The house was next to a small lake. The sunlight that shone trough the trees reflected on crystal clear waters. Trees surrounded the area making it look even more abandoned than it already was. She chuckled as she caught a glimpse of the old Ford Zephyr in the garage. They wanted to try and fix it up but unfortunately hadn't gotten the time yet. For now it's only company will be a few plants and bugs. She shook her head and started walking again. It wasn't long before she was knocked to the ground by one very happy ghost pup.

"Cujo! Down boy!" She commanded in between laughs. The red eyed pup reluctantly obliged after giving one last slobber lick. "Aww ew, Cujo! That's just great."

She picked herself up, brushing off all the unwanted organics. The green goop dripped down her fingers. That's just disgusting. The fact that Cujo's obsession was to protect his possessions was great. She just wished he would stop turning her into a slobber monster...

She entered the house. The old wooden floor creaked as she walked. Next to her was a hall that led to an old stair case, which eventually led to an old bathroom and a bedroom, containing a rotten queen size bed, old half-eaten closets and bedside tables. Back downstairs was an old half-intact kitchen and the living room which was directly in front of her. One very relaxed white haired, green eyed boy laying lazily on the rundown couch, which was probably the best looking piece of furniture in the house. 'Note to self: Buy Danny some new furniture.' "Hey Danny."

The ghost stopped short on what he was doing, which was. currently throwing a purple rubber ball at a wall. He always seemed to do that. It must help him relax. "Oh, hi Sam! Have a nice Day?"

"Uh yeah. School got out early today, so I thought I'd come and cook us some dinner, just like old times."

"Oh, right...Well, tell me if you need any help." She smiled and shook her head. It was obvious he didn't remember what she was talking about. But it didn't matter. Memory loss or not, he was still the same Danny she cared about. As soon as she was in the kitchen all thoughts drained from her mind. She worked fast and expertly, knowing the recipe by heart from making it so many times for Danny. About ten minutes passed and the dough for the pancakes was just about done. That's when the unmistakable crack of a wall breaking and a certain halfa's surprised yelp sounded through the air. Leaving everything, she darted down the hall to the living room. When she got there, however, Sam had to try and hold in her laughter. Danny had somehow managed to throw a hole in the wall with the ball (hehe I rhymed XD). There must have been a breeding ground for spiders there or something, because a bunch of little eight-legged critters crawled out. Danny screamed, terrified. "WHAT ARE THOSE THINGS?!"

"Relax Danny, they're just spiders. It's not that bad."

"SPIDERS?! What the heck are spiders?!" The ghost boy frantically cried. Floating higher and higher to avoid the creepy crawlies. 'This can't be happening. He can't actually be afraid of spiders.'

"Danny relax, unless their poisonous, their harmless."

"Poisonous!" Sam's eyes widened as she realized what she had said. All of sudden, all hell broke lose. It was spider here and spider there. They where EVERY WHERE! (He he! I think I should become a poet :p) And for every spider he saw, Phantom froze each one in a frosty cocoon. Sam was running around like a headless chicken, yelling in protest. Cujo, who broke each of the cocoons, didn't help either.

"Cujo! Danny! Stop! They're just part of the beautiful and dark creatures of nature!" Cujo jumped up and down, from couch to table, knocking over every thing in his path. Sam wasn't paying attention to where she was going, and her feet suddenly wasn't under her anymore. Danny unfortunately was directly in front of her, ending up with her on top off him in a very awkward position. To make matters worse, Tucker had to choose that exact moment, to enter the abode. It was probably a funny sight. A hole in the wall the size of a baseball, scorch marks and ice cocoons every where, not to mention the glowing green puppy running around chasing spiders, and right in the middle of it all a blushing goth and ghost on top of each other. "Oh Hi...Tucker."

Did you like it? It's not much but I had fun. I've been thinking since I'm kinda tied up at the moment, if it will be okay to do this: If I get 5 reviews for each new chapter, I'll updat

I have this really long chap called 'Boyfriend' I've been working on. As soon as I'm done with it. I'll update that. But basically it's about Sam having a little 'wannabe boyfriend' trouble. If you have idea's or embarrassing moments you'd like to share, please send them.

Oh and please tell me what you think of my OC Shadow. Personally, I think she's annoying and mean, although her jokes are just for play. I do see her as my friend in a way anyway. She was always my imaginary friend when I was little. But that's just me. My sister seems to think she's awesome.

Shadow: *Somewhere else, in my secret hideout* HAH! I GOT YOU! YOU SLY WIESEL!

Calcifer: HELP MEEE...

Me: *sigh* Oh well duty calls...

Danny: Stay tuned...

Until next time! Adiaŭ amikoj!