I am out of my rut! I have no idea why it took me so long to write the last paragraph to this but it did. Also I think I forgot to mention this but this is post P.P. just in case you were confused. I don't own Danny Phantom! And now I give you chapter three!

Monday morning a shiny, black car with tinted windows pulled around the corner and onto the Manson's street. Inside that car were the overly cheery Mr. and Mrs. Manson. Riding shotgun was an extremely tired and crabby Sam.

Her only thought was a sentence she had told herself since she was old enough to be her own person. I'm a creature of the night, doomed to a family of morning people. It was practically her mantra.

Unknown to her, there was one ghost and about ten high school students ready to ambush her with H2O the minuet she left herself open. And that was only the beginning! Sam stepped out of the car, ready to climb back into bed. She even had her hair undone and never bothered to change into regular clothes. At the moment she was wearing fuzzy black pants with purple spiders and a plain purple t-shirt.

Everyone else stayed in the car, including the driver, for unknown reasons. The second the car door slammed shut, the hidden teenagers fired like no tomorrow! Even Danny threw in a few areal shots! The goth screamed at the top of her lungs and everyone but Danny fled the scene. "Welcome home Sammy!" he said with over the top excitement. Then to top it all off he gave her a giant bear hug!

Sam didn't hug back, mostly because her boyfriend was crushing her arms, but also because she was mad. Water had been shot, dropped, thrown, and squirted at her from all directions! Danny then let go and she went into a rampage. "Did you do all this?" she questioned. There was a hint of a growl in her voice.

Awww! Sammy! Don't be mad!" Danny pleaded with the sappiest voice he could, "I just wanted to help you cool down since I didn't do a good job last time!" He even threw in his cutest puppy dog face.

She took the bait, even knowing that he just wanted to mess with her. "Okay, okay," she sighed, dragging out the words, "Your off the hook. But you have to fly me up to my room"

"Ma'am! Yes Ma'am!" the ghost boy emphasized, taking a stance at attention and pretending he was in the army. He must be on a sugar high or something! The pajama-clad teen thought as Danny scooped her up bridal style. They took off and phased through her window. Sam looked around her gothic room and smiled. She was happy to be home and not in some ritzy hotel.

"My bathroom or the hallway. Pick one!" she demanded, implying that she was going to get changed.

"Bathroom!" he immediately chose, "I don't want to run into your parents. They still don't like me." Then he saluted, turned on a heal, and marched goofily to the bathroom. Just before he left the room he warned, "I wouldn't wear anything too fancy! This is going to be going on all week!" The door creaked then clicked shut, signaling that Danny was safely inside the bathroom. His girlfriend began changing, switching her purple t-shirt for her black and purple tank top. She threw her spider pants in the hamper as well. But instead of grabbing her usual black and green skirt, she reached for her black yoga pants. And of course she laced up her combat boots.

She opened up her bathroom where Danny was sitting patiently on the edge of her bathtub She reached for her brush to fix the rats nest she called hair. Before actually brushing her hair, the teen stole a glance at her boyfriend, who was looking back at her. He had a silly grin on his face and his hands were behind his back.

Forgetting about her hair, Sam reached for her make-up bag. However, said bag was no where to be found. She turned around to look at Danny, laughing as silently as he could. The raven haired boy gave up and revealed what was behind his back. The make-up bag. "You won't be needing this either, my dear!"

That's it! It was a dumb ending but it was the best I could do! Please review!