I shall never own Danny Phantom or Kool-Aid. But I do own the glass I am drinking the Kool-Aid from :D
Lies
Jazz stormed into Danny's room, face red with rage. "How could you!" she cried.
Danny glanced up from his computer, surprised. "How could I what?"
"Don't play dumb! I know it was you! You spilt Kool-Aid on my Bearburt!" Jazz held up a sopping wet teddy bear, dripping grape Kool-Aid.
Danny felt a flash of panic. "It wasn't me."
"Don't lie to me!" Jazz shrieked, whipping the Fenton Truth Teller (FTT).
Danny frowned. Crap.
Jazz glared at him. Raising the FTT, she asked, "Did you spill Kool-Aid on my Bearburt?"
Danny sweated, eyeing the FTT nervously. "No."
It was an accident! I-I was just going to borrow her laptop when I tripped and the Kool-Aid flew outta my hand!
Danny winced. Jazz pointed a threatening figure at him. "Liar!" she shouted.
Danny clutched his stomach as Jazz force-fed him dry toast.
"Next time, you'll stay out of my room and away from MY BEARBURT!"
Danny moaned. He would NEVER lie or mess with Jazz ever again.