Damage
Danny gleefully steered the Fenton Van around Amity Park. Tucker was in the back seat, fiddling with his PDA. Sam was in front beside Danny.
"How did you convince your dad to let you drive this thing?" she asked.
Danny grinned. "I told him I would extra careful and held the 'spring formal incident' over his head."
Sam nodded approvingly. "Nice."
"Not as nice as you." The two lovebirds blushed. Tucker rolled his eyes.
"Oh, give me a br-DANNY! LOOK OUT!"
Danny tore his gaze from Sam's violet eyes and yelped as the van careened off the road and into a post. Danny quickly grabbed his two friends and went intangible before impact. The three brushed themselves off. Danny stared in horror at the smoking van, the entire front end bashed in and the windows smashed out.
Sam regarded the piles of glass and metal. She whistled softly. "Well, while you have the' spring formal incident' over your dad's head, he now has the 'time my kid totalled the van incident' over yours."
