Sooooooo-I got my first flamer! YAY! Why am I so happy? Because even the flamers are taking notice of my story! It makes me feel special, except for the fact that they are, like, totally against my OTP and might be sending me very 'angry' messages soon... But other than that, YAY! Disclaimer!

Me: Hmm... Who should be my unlucky victim today?
Dan: Don't even think about it bozo!
Me: Then you wouldn't mind that this recording gets leaked to the internet?
Dan: *thinks back to the trick I played on Ian* It's not even real. *walks away*
Me: *pushes button*
Recording:
'CAUSE WE-WE-ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER! WE-EEEE-
Dan: LEAH SORA-PARKER DOES NOT OWN THE 39 CLUES OR ANYTHING ELSE MENTIONED! NOW THE RECORDING!
Me: Eh. *shrugs and throws it to him*
Dan: Oh sweet Ninja Lord! *smashes it*
Me: You
do realize that you just did a disclaimer for a fanfic, right?
Dan: *looks at me* What does that have to do with anything?
Me: -And I post my
fanfics on the internet with the disclaimer.
~Several Minutes Later~
Amy: WTF?! *looks at ruined house with several small fires, ripped furniture, and icing all over the place*
Dan: I can explain! It was her! *points to thin air as I took off* THAT SON OF AN ISABEL!
Ian: *walks in* You called?
Me: *pokes head in* DIAN FOREVER! *unpokes head in*

Now to the actual story! XD

Amber. It just had to be amber. Not that he was about to voice his complaints or anything. There were worse colors out there, like pink. But he had began to hate the color amber, all because he started to love it. Because the color amber was the color of those dark deep eyes, the color of his eyes. The color of the biggest jerk in the world's eyes. The color of the eyes of a Cobra. The eyes of a Cobra who he was, dare he say it, coming to... love. Great, now he had to go commit seppuku.

Meanwhile, Reagan and Madison were giggling while taking a picture of Dan in an amber dress and Ian with makeup on. Oh, this was definitely going on Facebook and the online CC (Cahill-Chat, something I just made up!).

Ian tried to meet Dan's eyes but it seemed the annoying twerp was suddenly obsessed with his shoes, a pair of Prada heels. He only glanced up once and, seeing Ian staring, glanced quickly back down. But Ian got his message through: After this, we have to talk, soon. How did I get into this? I liked Amy, not her annoying twerp (AN: Feel free to laugh now!) of a brother! Why can't he get out of my head?!

Dan, on the other hand, was thinking a similar thought along different lines. My life as a 13-year-old has now officially ended with romance. I leave all my worldly possessions to Rick Riordan in hopes that he will know to scatter my ashes at the sight of the world's first McDonald. The Cobra is driving me insane!

"Dan?" Amy asked, stepping into the room and seeing the most bizarre sight in front of her. Reagan and Madison looked up from their laughing fit, only to burst out in laughter again at the look of complete bewilderment on her face. They got up, holding their sides, and gave Amy a 'gentle' pat on the back on the back as they passed by. Said 'gentle' pat made her take three steps forward before regaining her footing. By that time, Ian had also left, giving Dan a look that said: Later, when we're alone. Dan gulped and faintly nodded.

When it was just both siblings in the room, Dan flopped down on the bed and shoved his face into a pillow. Amy wondered what was wrong with him, then did a double-take when she saw his shoulders shaking slightly. Was Dan... crying? She immediately bent down, taking his hand in hers, and asked, "Dan, what's wrong?"

She heard a muffled response and replied with a, "What?"

Dan raised his head up, very faint tears visible on his cheeks, and said with a cracking voice, "Amy, I don't know what to do. Help me."

"W-what do you need help with?" Amy asked, slightly taken aback at the tone of his voice. It sound so confused, so lost, so afraid...

"That's just it," Dan groaned, his head sinking back into his pillow, making the rest of his response muffled. "It's too embarrassing."

"Well, then let's speak of 'what if I had a friend...' instead," Amy suggested. Dan raised his head again, looking at her with a nervous gleam in his eyes.

"Okay, well, let's say I had this friend who began to... like... this person he hates," Dan began. "And what if he calls this person... mean... things like Viper and stuff like that. What should my friend do? What is he isn't sure it's actually... love?" Dan whispered that last part, his face already a part of the pillow.

Amy looked at her brother with amusement, thinking he was talking about him and Natalie (AN: Oh, poor poor Amy... XD), and answered him with another question, "What's your final question Dan?"

He looked her straight in the eye and asked with a serious voice, "What will it take to make or break this hint of love?(1)"

"Only time (1) Dan," she said in a calming tone. That just evoked a moan from the depressed boy as he tried even harder to shove his face into the already indented pillow.

"But what if it isn't returned, what if it's never even voiced?" came the quiet question.

Amy sighed. "Dan, just try to take the first step in faith (2). You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step (2). If you don't go after what you want, you'll never have it (3). If you don't ask, the answer is always no (3). If you don't step forward, you'll always be in the same place (3)."

"But what if I'm to scared?"

"In any situation, the best thing you can do is the right thing; the next best thing you can do is the wrong thing; the worst thing you can do is nothing (4). Besides, I thought we were talking about your friend."

Dan sniffed. "When did you get so wise? And we are talking about my friend."

"Dan, I read, you should try it."

"Like that will ever happen. I would rather tell Nellie I broke her iPod."

"Dweeb."

"Nerd."

So, this is kinda a pointless chapter but hey, everyone needs sisterly advice! Anyways, here are the quotes that Amy, and Dan, used:

1. What will it take to make or break this hint of love? Only time, only time...The Saltwater Room, Owl City

2. Take the first step in faith. You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

3. If you don't go after what you want, you'll never have it. If you don't ask, the answer is always no. If you don't step forward, you'll always be in the same place. Nora Roberts

4. In any situation, the best thing you can do is the right thing; the next best thing you can do is the wrong thing; the worst thing you can do is nothing. Theodore Roosevelt

Now here is a quote by Mark Twain: Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great. So to all of you awesome reviewers (discluding flamers), you are GREAT.

Finally, let's play a game of truth, truth, lie!

1. I have a shirt that reads, "It's all fun and games until... someone gets killed by a ninja!"

2. I accidentally blew up a microwave oven.

3. I've had a nightmare about having to fight a giant bat creature that was trying to kill me which made me turn into a superhero. Oh, and the only way to kill him was to hit a tiny island on his head.

Peace Out!