(A Note from AMSoG before Danny takes over...one reviewer mistakenly identified me as a 'she', but I am not a she, I am a he. Although I do posses the ability to transform into a fangirl for anywhere between a few seconds and half an hour...though I can't really control it.
Over to you, Danneh!
...see what I mean?)
...okay, that was a little creepy. In other news, I'm back! Problem has been lately: I kept getting lazy about uploading my next chapter, and every time I stopped being lazy, I forgot. Heh heh...anyway, I'm going to share my thoughts on this chapter at the end in order to not ruin the ending...you know, if you're as clueless as I used to be about life, no offense...anyway, there's always one person who, no matter how obvious it is, never sees it coming...once again, like me. Let it begin!
Danny Fenton took a deep breath.
-This is it,- he rapidly thought in the two seconds between his breath and his next words. -This is the one moment my life has come up to...this is my everything, right here...from here on in, life will be a great adventure, even greater than my having ghost powers has been...I don't know if I'm ready, but I'm sure as heck going to find out...and I'm going to find out with her. Sam. My one and only. My best friend...and as of today, so much more...forever. Death and beyond. My life from here on in is second to hers. I'm going to go through with this. And I'm going to make sure she's happy. Forever.-
And then he said, "I do."
The preacher smiled, as he always did when a couple was newly wedded. "Then, by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." And then, as the crowd burst into applause, he simultaneously said, "You may now kiss the bride."
Danny Fenton and the newly-named Samantha Fenton leaned towards each other, kissing each other with a single, passionate, two-second kiss that seemed to last so much longer. And in those two seconds, a bond was created that meant so many more kisses, more fights, more fun, more troubles, more responsibilities, and more experiences than either could ever experience alone.
Happiness.
...well, the ending would have been a surprise (kind of) if it wasn't so short. Anyway...
I actually did experience all these thoughts on my wedding day, but I experienced them as Sam walked down the aisle, not just before my "I do". It just seemed more dramatic this way...other than that, this story's pretty accurate...and, a little bit of info: our wedding day was the first, last, and only time, I have ever seen Sam in pure white...and one of the only three times I've seen her in a dress. I wonder why she insisted on traditional? She lives for breaking away from the traditional...well, that's my Sammy, I guess. Can't predict what she'll do next.
...I just realized, counting AMSoG, the author's note is longer than the story. Review, please!