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Yep! NO Flamers! Celebrate! *throws confetti and balloons* No onto the real issue. Yes, I get to update early b/c I finished all my algebra homework earlier than I thought. All six different worksheets that I forgot to do and the 75 question review is DONE! CEEEEEEELLLLLLLAAAAABRATE GOOD TIMES TONIGHT! Onto the disclaimer!

Me: Ian, it's your turn to do the disclaimer.
Ian: Why should I?
Me: I have a certain recording...
Ian: WHAT?! When did you take that?!
Me: I have my sources. Now, DISCLAIMER.
Ian: All right, Leah Sora-Parker does not own the 39 Clues or any other stories mentioned.
Me: I wish I did. ;w;
Ian: Now the recording!
Me: *throws new camera at him* What recording? *grins then runs away*
Ian: You will pay!

Now to the actual story.

In the search for the 39 Clues and his fight against the Vespers, Dan Cahill had been man-handled, half-drowned, buried alive, poisoned, almost bored to death, strangled by a Cobra (AN: The "Cobra" is Isabel), committed the crime of the century, almost betrayed his best friend, poisoned again, almost drank the serum, and had to be forced to cross dress but none could compare to right now. He had always imagined that he would die in a blaze-of-glory style, not of embarrassment. It seemed he was wrong.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Amy Cahill asked her brother again for the fifth time that day. She didn't know what was wrong with Dan, though she did know he wasn't being his usual self. He just seemed less cheerful and moody, like he had gotten up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. In actuality, Dan was dying to tell Amy what had happened the day before but was just too embarrassed.

"It's nothing Amy. Just an... accidental misunderstanding," Dan muttered, his head sinking lower as he blushed bright red again. He was thinking about Ian, how soft his lips were, how his amber eyes flashed in the dark, how he had ki- BANG! Dan hit his head on the table. The stinking Cobra was driving him insane.

"I didn't know you knew such big words," Amy joked, trying to make light of Dan's depression. Dan rolled his eyes at the comment.

"Yeah, well, ever since you got me that book with those synonymy and opposite word thingies, it's the only thing I have to shut out your boyfriend troubles." Amy blushed at this.

"I do not have boyfriend problems! We're just... sorting things out. Anyways, at least call the book by its proper name: thesaurus."

"Amy, that's a dinosaur, not a book." (AN: Yeah, I use to think a thesaurus was a dinosaur when I was little.)

"Dweeb."

"Nerd." Amy smiled. It seemed that Dan was finally out of his rut.

"I'm going to my room," Dan announced, getting up and walking up the stairs to his room on the second floor. Once there, he sat down and the bed and began to mull.

This is bad, Dan thought. This is really bad. I can't get him out of my head. What if... what if the memory gets stuck, like it's on loop or something? Having a photographic memory sucks.

So Dan's thoughts drifted as he went in his memory to the day before, when a practical joke turned into what could only be called a Cahill-style disaster.

"DAN?!"

"IAN?!"

"REAGAN?!"

"Why did you yell Madison, I'm right here!"

"Sorry, I thought we were doing that name thing."

"Well, we're not."

"I'm so sorry little buddy," Hamilton interrupted before any more arguing could break out. "I thought that Reagan grabbed Natalie and- I'm so sorry."

Dan knew he was in a fragile situation. He had to choose his words carefully, or else it could all go downhill. He would accept Hamilton's apology and then run off before anything else happened. Simple enough.

"I HATE THIS FAMILY!" Okay, maybe not the exact words he was thinking, but they would do.

He stormed off to his room at that time and had not heard from any of them since. He wasn't sure whether he should be glad or angry at that. He decided to do both. There was a knock at his door, jerking him out of his thoughts.

"Come in," he said, thinking it would be Amy. Instead, Ian Kabra walked into Dan's room.

They both froze, staring into each others eyes. Then: "What do you want Cobra?"

"Now, now," Ian said with a touch of annoyance. "I didn't come here to argue Daniel-"

"It's Dan."

"-Dan, I came to talk about the... accident yesterday."

"Go die in a ditch."

"Back at you. Now look, I don't like this anymore than you do. I would like to think that it never even happened. But I came here with a different proposal." He smirked as he saw he had Dan's attention. He continued, "I would like to request your... services in the matter of revenge." Now Dan was grinning as well.

"We could put glue in their shoes."

"Or we could post that video of Reagan in her ballerina outfit," Ian chuckled.

"Throw Ham's clothes outside while he's taking a shower," Dan giggled. Their eyes widened as they thought the same idea.

"We could put red snapper in their clothes and let Saladin out," they both said at the same time, laughing at how they would look. Then, for the second time that day, they froze. Ian cleared his throat and Dan looked away.

"That never happened Cobra. Never. Happened."

"Why Daniel, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Good."

The silence in the room was heavy until Amy, Jake, and Evan came to escort Ian to the door. Before the door closed though, Ian called back, "Tomorrow, at four."

"What was that about?" Amy asked as Ian left. Dan smiled and rubbed his hands together in anticipation.

"Only the greatest accident in the making."

Dan and Ian both felt a warm glow inside them. Both of them told it to go away, but secretly liked it. They didn't know if that was a good or bad thing and decided to just focus on their schemes for revenge.

Little did they know, Reagan and Madison Holt were already doing a far greater damage than they could ever dream of. The twins were giggling as they began to upload the file onto the internet. With a little beep, the video of Dan and Ian kissing was at the mercy of the world wide web. Madison paused in their laughing fit to ask her sister a question.

"Are you sure we that it was okay to do that?"

They broke out in a crazed giggling attack as the scene of Dan and Ian kissing replayed. Wiping tears from her eyes, Reagan answered honestly.

"Yes, I'm sure it's fine."

TO BE CONTINUED...

So the second chapter is done early b/c I had extra time to write today. I probably won't update as soon as this though, so be warned! And remember: R&R, No Flamers unless you want smores, and that this will always be a Dian story. More couples will be added soon!