Author's Note: Well hey I'm getting some great feedback on this thing so here comes chapter two! I do not own Danny, Ember, Johnny, Kitty, Tucker, or Sam. I also do not own the three songs at the end. They belong to Jeremiah, 50 Cent, and Jimmy Buffett. In that order. Without any further ado about anything, here is chapter two. Enjoy!
One Wild Night in Vegas: Chapter Two
"Woah woah woah. How the hell did we wind up in Vegas?" Johnny asked backing up from the tall windows.
"Well stranger things have happened." Tucker remarked. "Especially to us."
"Oh my goodness! I've always wanted to come here!" Kitty said smiling happily.
Danny massaged his forehead with his thumb and pointer finger before turning back toward the others. "Alright look. I don't know how we got here and quite frankly I don't care. I say we TRY to figure out what happened to us last night, and if we can't in a few hours, then we go back to Amity."
"Now hang on just a second punk who put you in charge here?" Johnny asked poking Danny once in the chest.
Danny's eyes glowed green for an instant but his head hurt too much to argue. "Alright then Thirteen. What do YOU think we should do?" He said with obvious cynicism in his voice.
"…Uhh…" The biker said as his brow furrowed in concentration.
"Wow. I was wrong to doubt you Johnny. That plan was absolutely stunning." Danny said brushing by the ghost as his head shook side to side in frustration.
As Kitty patted Johnny on the shoulder Tucker watched his friend walk away. "Where are you going dude?"
"I'm going to get my clothes back from Ember." He replied dully.
Kitty looked up. "Ember's here too?"
"Yep. I woke up in the same bed as her." Danny said not fully considering what he was saying.
"WHAT!" The other three occupants said in unison.
They all stared at the halfa as he paused just outside the bedroom door and groaned. "Crap."
"You… and Ember?... Dude… That is AWESOME!" Tucker said laughing.
"Not helpful Tucker." Danny said growling at his friend.
"Huh. I didn't think you had it in you kid." Johnny said as though he were actually impressed by the feat. "Of course it's not like it would really be that hard to do. OW! Kitty!"
Kitty had smacked him in the back of the head and said crossly. "Don't you dare talk about my friend that way!"
"Ok ok babe I'm sorry." He said shielding himself from any other possible blows.
"Now hold on. I don't remember anything from last night and neither does she. We might not have had sex." Danny said attempting to hold onto a sliver of hope that it was the truth.
Johnny smirked and said. "Well hey I can tell you whether you two did the nasty or not. Did you wake up sweaty?"
"Well yes but…" Danny said before being cut off.
"Were you and Ember naked when you woke up?" Johnny asked.
"Just about." He replied nervously as his cheeks blushed a little. The image of Ember in her underwear popped back into his mind.
"And were there any condom wrappers in the trash?" The biker asked.
"Not in the trash…" Danny mumbled.
"Yep. It's official. You guys did the nasty." He said smugly.
"Please stop calling it that." Danny said as he turned to go back into the bedroom.
"Wait! You can't go in there!" Kitty said as she rushed forward to grab his wrist and stop him.
"Why not?" He asked feeling more than a little exasperated.
"One, because Ember isn't a morning person at the best of times and two, because if what you are telling us is true and she doesn't remember last night, then waking up next to a sweaty half naked you would place you right at the top of her shit list." Kitty explained. All the while she stared into Danny's eyes in an effort to emphasize her point.
"Thanks for the warning Kitty but the way I see it the worst she can do to me is kill me, which at this point, with this headache, doesn't sound like that bad of a deal. Now if you'll excuse me. I'm going to go risk my life for a shirt and a pair of shoes." Danny replied pulling out of her grasp and walking into the bedroom.
"He's a dead man." Johnny remarked once the door closed.
(The Bedroom)
Danny cautiously walked inside once again taking in his surroundings. The bed remained askew and unmade. The lamps that were previously on the bedside tables lay broken on the floor. Danny stepped forward but he stepped on something that crinkled under his weight. He reached down and peeled it off his foot but then dropped it almost immediately after he saw what it was. The empty condom wrapper fell back to the floor. Danny looked around counting the spent wrappers. "One two three four… five six, good god just how many times did we do it?"
He shook his head and found a pair of black dress shoes with black socks close by them. Danny sat on the edge of the bed and put them on his feet. They felt surprisingly new and a little itchy.
Suddenly the door to the bathroom opened and with a cloud of steam Ember stepped out into the bedroom, dripping wet, with a white fluffy towel wrapped around her chest. Luckily for Danny her eyes were covered with another towel, which she was currently using to dry her face off.
This gave Danny enough time to turn invisible so she wouldn't notice him and get a notion to re-align his jaw. Ember walked forward humming a tune and Danny had to hover backwards to avoid her.
"Oh man. Could this get any worse?" He thought. It was at that time that Ember decided to drop the towel from around herself. "Of course." Danny thought as he couldn't help but stare at the girl. He was surprised to see the same tattoo on her right arm as the one that was on his left.
She slowly dressed herself stopping only occasionally to look at an article of clothing strangely before shrugging and putting it on. Her clothes looked new as well and consisted of a black mini skirt, white spaghetti strap top, a black jacket, and a pair of calf high black leather boots. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled a little murmuring. "Not bad. Not bad at all." Her expression quickly changed from pleased to sick as the alcohol from last night finally caught up to her. She ran into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.
Danny sighed with relief and turned visible once again. After a few seconds of searching he found a white t-shirt and a black button up dress shirt. He threw them both on buttoning the black one up to the second button. The halfa debated leaving the sleeves down before deciding to roll them up to his elbows.
Without any warning the bathroom door opened again and Ember stepped out. She saw Danny and frowned. "I thought I told you to get out."
"I needed my clothes." He replied simply.
"Whatever." She snorted as she picked up her guitar from the corner of the room. "So… any idea where we are?"
"Las Vegas." Danny said turning towards her.
"No seriously, where are we?" Ember asked not understanding that he wasn't joking.
"Las. Vegas. Nevada." He said enunciating.
"Wait. Really? How the hell did we get here?" She asked.
"I swear, if anybody else asks me that I'm going to lose it. Look. I don't know. I can't remember a damn thing from last night and possibly the night before. So please don't ask me any more questions." Danny said tiredly.
"Anybody else?" Ember said confused.
"Kitty, Johnny, and Tucker are here as well." Danny said with a sigh.
"What about that girlfriend of yours? You know. The Goth chick." She asked.
"She's not my girlfriend. And I haven't seen her yet." He replied with a bit of bitterness in his voice.
There was a few seconds of silence before Danny said. "Look Ember. About the whole… us sleeping together thing..."
"Dipstick, I REALLY don't want to talk about this right now." She said looking away awkwardly.
Danny nodded with relief. He honestly hadn't wanted to talk about it right then either. The two of them walked out into the living room where apparently Johnny and Kitty had found their clothes and re-dressed.
"Hey Ember." Her friend said smiling a little.
"Hey Kitty. Say you don't happen to remember anything from last night do you?" She asked hopefully.
"Nope. It's like one big blank slate." Kitty replied.
"Where's Tucker?" Danny asked looking around for his friend.
"He went to look through the rooms. See if we missed anything." Kitty said.
"Or anyone. This place is huge. It wouldn't surprise me if we had a few other people here." Johnny remarked.
"So none of you remember anything?" Ember asked.
All three occupants shook their heads as Tucker walked in behind them. "Man. This is just like the hangover."
Danny stared at Tucker for a second before nodding a little. "Now that you mention it we aren't that far off base from the movie. Except we aren't missing anyone."
"I wouldn't say that Danny." Tucker said as he pulled a black leather boot out from behind his back.
"Oh you have to be kidding me." The halfa said taking the boot and examining it. "Yep. It's Sam's alright." He looked back up at Tucker. "And she wasn't anywhere in here?"
Tucker shook his head. "I looked in all the rooms."
"You don't think…" Danny began to say gesturing towards the roof.
"Hey it's worth a shot." Tucker remarked.
Danny grabbed a hold of Tucker's wrist and floated through the ceiling, turning them both intangible as they went.
"Hey wait! We should really stick…" Kitty said just as they floated away. "Together…"
"Just forget them babe." Johnny said putting an arm around her shoulders.
"Yeah Kitty. We're in Vegas so why don't we enjoy ourselves a bit. Let's go get some breakfast and figure out what we are going to do today. Alright?" Ember suggested.
She nodded and the three ghosts headed downstairs, using the elevator so they didn't arouse any suspicions.
(Ten Minutes Later: Hotel Dining Area)
Danny and Tucker came off the elevator looking disappointed. Not only was Sam not on the roof but now they had to search for three potentially harmful ghosts. They weren't at the card tables, or the slot machines, or the pool area. They finally made it to the dining room which aside from being very large and plush was also very empty. The only people there were an elderly couple at a middle table and three very familiar looking teenagers in a corner booth.
Danny fumed silently to himself and stalked towards their table. "Well. Glad to see you are all enjoying yourselves." He said in a sarcastic tone.
"What? We were hungry." Johnny said lifting a bite of pancakes to his mouth.
"You're ghosts. You don't need to eat." Danny said tiredly.
"There's a big difference between need and want Baby pop." Ember replied. Just as Danny was opening his mouth to argue, Ember stuffed a syrupy bite of buttermilk pancakes into his jaws. He chewed a few times then sighed and sat down, defeated. Tucker on the other hand gave in a long time ago, and was currently halfway through a stack of blueberry.
"So did you find your girlfriend?" Johnny asked casually.
"She's not my girlfriend. And no. I didn't." Danny said through a muffled bite.
"Well where do you think she got off to?" Kitty asked.
"No clue. I guess I'm gonna have to look for her by re-tracing our steps." He explained.
"But you don't even know where to start." Ember said. "I mean this is a big city. She could be anywhere."
"Actually. We may be able to figure out where to start looking. Everybody empty your pockets." Tucker said as he dug inside his own.
"Why?" Johnny asked.
"Because where ever we went last night, we must have picked up a few things along the way. Like tickets, poker chips, receipts, or whatever." He explained.
Upon hearing his reasoning, the four others reached inside all of their pockets pulling out the odds and ends they had undoubtedly stuffed in there from last night.
"Let's see. I have two quarters, a receipt from Mc Donald's and fuzz." Johnny said.
Kitty looked in all her jacket pockets before pulling out a laminated card with a cloth lanyard attached to it. "It looks like I have a backstage pass to… *gasp* Criss Angel! Oh my god that is so awesome!" Johnny sulked a bit at her excitement.
"Does it say for when?" Danny asked.
"It looks like it's good for last night and tonight." Kitty said turning it over and over again in her hands.
"Well that does sound like a Sam kind of place." Tucker remarked. "I have… a camera?" He said looking at it carefully.
"Does it work?" Danny asked.
Tucker tried to turn it on but the red battery light came on instead. "Nope. Outta juice."
Ember found two receipts. One for a local tattoo parlor with two charges on it, and the other for their hotel. "Two thousand dollars? Damn." She said with a hint of surprise.
"Two thousand!" Danny said shocked.
"Aw relax dipstick. You don't become an internationally famous singer without making a few bucks. So what's in yours?" She asked as she casually stuffed the receipts back in her jacket.
Danny pulled out a valet ticket, a fighting gym card, and a clipped wad of cash which turned out to be eight hundred dollars. "Damn Danny. Where'd you get that from?" Tucker asked as he counted the bills carefully.
"Good question. But I'm not gonna argue with it. Well I guess the best place to start looking would be Criss Angels show. We should go." Danny said as he stood up.
Ember barked out a laugh. "Yeah right. What's this we shit? I'm not gonna help you look for your girlfriend."
"She's not my girlfriend, and yes you are. You're as far into this as I am." Danny retorted.
"True. But unlike you I really don't care what happened last night." She said back.
"Oh come on Ember. Aren't you even a little curious?" Kitty asked her friend.
"Not in the slightest." She said. "Anyway, why are you?"
"I prefer to remember what happened the night before." She said. "Besides. Johnny doesn't have his bike key, which means that's missing as well." Johnny choked on some orange juice as he realized she was right. "And to be honest, Danny's probably the best chance we have of finding it."
"Wait. You'd rather hang out with him than me? He's our enemy!" Ember said sitting up.
"Oh come on. He's never done anything that bad to us." Kitty retorted.
"Yeah. Other then stuffing us into that tight ass thermos and tossing us back into the ghost zone!" Ember argued.
"Unless I'm mistaken that isn't the only thing Danny stuffed into that tight ass." Johnny murmured to Tucker. They both burst out laughing. Danny's and Ember's faces both went blood red, but for completely different reasons.
Danny blushed furiously at the statement while Ember looked like she was just about ready to blow her top. "Alright." She said through gritted teeth. "If it means proving that the dipstick and I never had sex then I'll go with you. And Thirteen." She pointed at the biker ghost then did a severing motion across her throat. He got the message and quickly stopped laughing.
The group got up and walked outside to search for a taxi or a bus when one of the valets walked up to Tucker. "Ah mister senator. I trust you had a nice stay here at Caesar's Palace."
"Uhh… Yeah." Tucker said looking at Danny and shrugging.
"Ah good. If you'll wait right here I'll be back with your car." The young man said before running off into the parking lot.
"What the hell was that about?" Johnny asked.
"I guess I'm a Senator..." Tucker's eyes went wide as their car pulled up. "Who apparently drives a Hummer."
The group stared wide eyed at the vehicle. It was a deep and shiny black with bright silver rims. "Here you are Senator." The valet said with a big smile as he climbed out and handed Tucker the keys. "I hope you have a great rest of the day here."
"Uhh… Thanks." Tucker said as they all piled into the vehicle. Danny, who had to walk around the back to get in, got a look at the lisence plate. "Hey Tuck. Do we know anybody named Chuck?"
"I don't think so. Why?" Tucker responded.
"Well the plate on the back says CHUCKS." Danny said as he inadvertently sat next to Ember. They looked at each other for a second, then Ember rolled her eyes, got out, and sat in the front seat. Johnny and Kitty sat next to Danny which placed Kitty directly behind her friend.
Noticing the action, Kitty leaned forward and said to Ember. "Still feeling a little awkward about the sex thing huh?"
That was it for Ember. "Alright! Anybody else says a damn word about that and I swear I'll launch them into next Thursday! Got it!" She asked looking around at the others in the car with her. "Good." The rocker said as she reached to turn on the radio.
"So seductive. I take ya to the candy shop. I let ya lick the lollipop." The radio played and Ember quickly switched stations.
"Birthday sex. Birthday sex. Birthday sex." She looked at the radio wide eyed as everyone in the car, with the exception of Danny, stifled their chuckles. She switched the radio again frantically.
"Whyyyy don't we get drunk, and screw?" Came a slightly country voice.
"Oh come on!" She yelled at it before turning it off and crossing her arms.
That had apparently been all they could take as Tucker, Kitty, and Johnny burst out in insane laughter.