Chapter 9- This Is Halloween
Danny and Dani arrived at the house that Sam had told them to go to at precisely 8:00 PM. The house was old, with turrets and enormous windows like eyes. The porch was long and wound around the side of the old house like a snake. Danny bit back a shiver.
"This seems like a haunted house." Dani muttered to her older brother. Danny laughed.
"With us in it, it will be." Danny smirked, running his hands through his hair. He had used gel to make its usual chaotic fray a little neater, but the craziness of it seemed to fit his costume slightly. Dani was wearing a black and red cheerleading outfit. The skirt was a little too short for Danny's tastes, but he bit back a comment as his little sister bounced ahead of him slightly. Her legs certainly looked a little longer and the tightness of the outfit wasn't doing much to hide her curves. Danny felt like telling his sister to put some clothes on, but he resisted the urge, knowing full well that she would deliver a round of painful punches if he made a comment. Instead, he put on his top hat, made sure that the fangs Sam had made him buy were secure in place with his tongue, and knocked on the door three times. Dani stared at his fangs momentarily and raised an eyebrow.
"How are those staying in your mouth?" She asked, poking the right one gently. Danny pulled back and frowned.
"They're glued in place with this gel stuff that came with them. They look better than those cheesy fake teeth you get at the arcade, so whatever." Danny shrugged. The door creaked open and Danny's eyes widened as he looked at Sam. Her long black hair cascaded down pale shoulders, her amethyst eyes framed in just enough black eyeliner to give her a smoldering, slightly dangerous look. She was wearing a black dress with long sleeves that began slightly below her shoulders. The dress was low cut just enough to make Danny blush and the tight corseted body made him bite his lip.
"Hey, you guys made it just in time!" Sam smiled, revealing pointy white fangs of her own.
"Yeah, well you know Dani. She's little miss punctuality." Danny chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets and trying to find something other than Sam to look at.
"Hey, it doesn't hurt to be on time Danny." Tucker teased, walking up behind Sam. He was covered artfully in a grayish paint and Sam had done something to make it look like parts of his face were falling off. His tattered clothes and fake limp were enough for Danny to know that Tucker was a zombie.
"Never said it did…nice costume dude!" Danny grinned, examining Tucker. Sam had a way with stage makeup, and Tucker looked like a real zombie in Danny's eyes. Dani slipped into the house between Sam and Tucker and let out a terrified shriek.
"Sam this is the freakiest thing I've ever seen!" Dani cried, dashing back to the door and colliding with the Goth.
"Isn't it great? I can't wait to see the looks on peoples' faces when they show up!" Sam cried excitedly. Danny took the opportunity to step inside the house and he could barely suppress a shudder. The rooms were darkly lit with black and red candles. Cobwebs covered the stairs and very real looking blood stains spattered the walls and floor. A body lay slumped over in a chair next to a rather dingy looking grandfather clock and a knife protruded from his chest.
"Sam, please tell me that's a fake dead body…" Danny croaked, taking in the scenery.
"Yes, it's fake Danny. My parents know some people who are into the film business, so they hooked me up with everything I'd need to turn this place into a horror fest." Sam shrugged, poking the dummy. Danny shook his head.
"I don't know if I really want to see the rest of the place." Danny muttered. Sam rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand.
"Come on, there's a room I want you to see. I think you'll like it." Sam grinned, dragging him off down the hallway to his right. He could barely take in all of the horrors that Sam had arranged, but she stopped in front of a deep purple door and Danny raised his eyebrows.
"Is this what I think it is?" Danny asked. Sam opened the door and some fog rolled out into the hallway. As soon as he stepped into the room he could see his breath. He shivered slightly as he looked around. Swirling green and black paint covered the walls and floor, so it looked like he was floating in the Ghost Zone. He could see Walker's prison in the distance, and several other doors floating along. The painting on the walls was so good; Danny thought she had dragged him through a portal for a moment. Holographic ghosts floated by, moaning and groaning as they went by. They seemed to disappear through the walls.
"Sam this is incredible. It really looks like the Ghost Zone!" Danny beamed, turning around in place. Sam grinned.
"You think so? It took me forever to paint it, and it was really hard to set up all of the hologram machines and stuff to make the room really cold." Sam said, barely masking a smile.
"You did this all by yourself?" Danny asked, looking at her in astonishment. Sam nodded, blushing with pride.
"Yeah. My parents wanted to have the people they hired do it, but I insisted that I do it on my own. I didn't want anyone to mess it up." Sam said after a few seconds.
"Well you did a great job Sam…" Danny said quietly, smiling back at her. He chuckled a bit as two fangs peeked out between ruby red lips.
"What are you laughing at?" Sam asked, folding her arms across her chest defensively.
"You look kind of ridiculous with those fangs Sam." Danny smiled.
"I think they look cool, and you have them on too!" Sam said.
"True…how come you made me a vampire if you were going to be one too? Isn't part of being Goth being an individual or whatever?" Danny asked, poking his own fangs with his tongue.
"Well…every vampire queen needs a loyal servant." Sam said, turning away from Danny.
"A servant? Since when am I your loyal servant?" Danny asked, pretending to be angry. Sam blushed, but Danny couldn't see.
"Fine…if you aren't my servant, than what are you?" Sam asked, her back still to Danny.
"I don't know…what else could I be?" Danny asked, not pretending to know much about vampires other than what he had seen in movies.
"You could be the vampire king." Sam muttered, squeezing her eyes shut. Good Goth I sound so cheesy right now. I hope he can't tell that I'm blushing…blushing is definitely not the Goth thing to do. Sam thought, cursing her racing heart.
"Yeah, I could be." Danny said after a few seconds, fighting off a blush of his own. Sam turned around, her eyes wide with surprise.
"Really?" She asked quietly. Danny nodded, running his finger against the velvet box that the necklace he had bought was in.
"Sure, why not?" Danny managed to croak out. He felt like his legs were going to give any second, and Sam didn't feel all that much different. His eyes met hers and they both felt as if they were going to burn up under the gaze of the other for a brief second, before Danny broke his eyes away.
"Danny…" Sam said, her voice barely above a whisper. Danny pulled the box out of his pocket and took a step towards her.
"I was, uh, walking around the other day and I saw this…I kind of thought you might like it." Danny muttered, handing the box to her. Sam opened it and her eyes widened once more as she slowly looked up at Danny.
"How did you…why did you…?" She sputtered, staring at him. He shrugged and smiled slightly.
"I just figured it was something you might like." Danny said. Sam removed the necklace gingerly from the box and clasped it around her neck. The tiny ghost glittered in the dim light of the room, occupying her previously empty neck. Sam then tossed the box to the ground and wrapped her arms around Danny, resting her head against his chest. She blushed slightly as she picked up the sound of his racing heart. Danny placed his arms around her and his hands brushed against her bare shoulders, burning where their skin met. Sam looked up at him suddenly, and she held eye contact as he slowly lowered his head. There were no second thoughts, no fears as their eyes slipped shut and they kissed for the first time. Danny's entire body burned as Sam's velvet lips pressed against his, and Sam relished the feeling of Danny's lips crushing against hers. Their fake fangs bumped slightly, but they paid no attention. Suddenly a loud bang came from the foyer and they broke apart like two frightened rabbits.
"I think that somebody's here." Danny croaked. Sam grinned devilishly, and dashed out of the room. She stopped and turned to him, however.
"Just so you know, I'm not finished with you. There's still quite a few more hours of Halloween left and you're my vampire king until the clock strikes twelve." Sam purred. Danny felt his eyes widen. What did I just get myself into? He thought, but shrugged off the thought as his mind wandered to what had just happened moments ago.
AN: I don't own Danny Phantom, Butch Hartman does. I hope you're enjoying Danny's Days! Thanks for all of the wonderful reviews I've been getting, and I'm sorry if I haven't replied to yours. I kind of forgot what email they were being sent to .'