Games
Danny quietly pulled the door to the closet shut, not wanting to reveal his whereabouts from making too much noise. He felt his way to the furthest corner in his closet, not being able to see anything because of how dark it was. He settled himself down on the ground.
"Ready or not, here I come!"
Danny held his breath as he heard footsteps in the hallway just outside his room. He heard the sound of a door opening then closing soon after. This repeated a few times, showing that the seeker was looking through each room then moving on to the next when they didn't find anything.
"Gotcha!" A female voice exclaimed just a few doors down. Danny heard a faint groan from Tucker, whom Danny could assume had just been caught. "Now help me look for Danny."
The footsteps got closer to his room. Danny tensed as the door slowly creaked open. Sam and Tucker walked into his room looking under the bed and in other places they thought Danny could fit into. He clamped a hand over his mouth as the closet door opened; scooting further into the corner, hoping the shadows would conceal him. He tried his best not to just become invisible right then and there; he had promised he wouldn't use his ghost powers.
His prayers were answered when Sam shut the closet door again, muttering a faint, "Not in there."
Danny sighed in relief and relaxed his shoulders when he heard his best friends leave the room, "That was close…"
Famous last words.
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard~ And they're like, "It's better than yours"~
Danny's eyes widened and he took out his cell phone, trying desperately to turn of the ringing. He took a glance at who was calling him and his eyes narrowed. Sam. Dammit.
He was nearly about to smash the thing when the closet doors swung open, revealing a triumphant Sam with a phone in her hand.
"I found you!"