This one might be a lot easier than the last. SAM! She's probably my favorite character. She is pure awesomeness.

Samantha Manson. That's who I thought my son what in love with. Sam. That's why the ring was engraved that way. That's why I was encouraging my son to come out with his feelings. The two are obviously in love with each other.

My son is so oblivious.

But he was going out with Valerie. Valerie? Why the heck was he going out with someone who was supposed to bully them before her father's job went down the toilet? At least, according to Sam. I, for one, believed her. She had never lied to me about anything, other than how much money she had.

But that makes sense to me.

Anyways, Sam has always been a great girl. She's like a second daughter to Mads and I. Her parents are jerk-faces though. I understand why she spends so much time with my family. We're just overall warmer towards Sam.

Which is somewhat contradictory towards her nature, but Sam never fit into a specific group of people. Even though she associated herself as a goth, she wasn't fully a goth.

Sam has also been a great model towards Danny. He used to be such a shy kid. He also used to solve his problems with pranks. I know for a fact that Sam was the one to start changing Danny's personality slightly. Now, Danny can be really helpful to Mads and I. And I really want to thank Sam for that.

But what is going through my son's head? Is it not clear to him that Sam is really hurt by Danny going out with Valerie? I'm just going to watch. I'm betting that Sam will start to date another boy and Danny will see what it's , he'll make excuses as to why he's not going out with Sam. I swear, it's going to take the world ending to get those two together.

However, those two will be getting married within ten years. I guarentee this.

Ten years later

I knew I was right. Two years after Danny went out with Valerie, Sam became his girlfriend. It was also the day that my son became known to the world as Danny Phantom. My son was a hero, and it was because of Sam, according to Danny, that my son was a hero. And now, I'm sitting at my son's wedding, bouncing my daughter's son on my knee. My grandson, Richard Daniel Lee. My daughter was standing as a bridesmaid, looking beautiful in the simple, dark purple dress that Sam chose. Valerie, the maid of honor, was standing next to her in the exact same dress. Tucker, the best man, was standing next to my son. He was wearing a simple black suit and had a bright green tie. My son-in-law was standing next to him.

Sean Trenton Lee actually met my son first. When Jazzy was introduced, the two were almost inseparable. It was clear they loved each other. It was five year later that those two married, and about another year-and-a-half until Ricki was born. Now, he's fourteen months old.

But anyways, my son was smiling at Sam. He wore a black suit, a black shirt, and an ice blue tie. But who stole the eyes of the crowd was Sam.

She was beautiful. She had on a knee-length dress. It was lightly tinted lilac, and had black lace coving the top part of the dress. It was an a-line dress, according to Maddie. There was one spaghetti strap on the left and another thicker strap on the right. Sam had leg-fitting black high-heeled boots that ended under her dress. She was wearing short black gloves with light violet lace springing out of the top.

I quickly glanced over at the Manson's. They had originally hated the idea of a non-white wedding dress. They were tearing up, like Maddie and I were. I knew they thought their daughter was beautiful. She was. I couldn't wait to see the kids Danny and Sam had.

Three and a half years later

It took two years, but Danny and Sam had finally gotten pregnant. Maddie had developed a drug that made sure that Sam's stomach couldn't be phased out of in case the child(ren) had ghost powers while they were developing.

Sam and Danny had twins. One was a girl, and they named her Lilith Madeline Fenton-Phantom. The other was a boy. My son and my daughter-in-law named him Garret Jack Fenton-Phantom. They both had dark hair. Lilith had bright blue eyes and greatly resembled her father. Garret had violet eyes and greatly resembled their mother.

Within the next year and a half, our family had learned about how the children's ghost powers were developing. They were developing slowly. But, they were developing. After about six months, Lilith started to float from her crib in the night. Two months later, Garret started to do the same thing.

Lilith earned her next ghost powers when she turned one. She went entirely invisible in her high-chair, and then she started to float around a bit. That was fun.

It also prompted Maddie and I to find a way to suppress our children's ghost powers without shocking them like Vlad's invention did.

Now, Garret and Lilith are one and a half, and Garret can still only float. Danny and Sam think that Garret is just developing slower, but I'm not entirely sure. Maybe he only inherited a little of Danny's powers and will only be able to float.

The next day, I was spinning the little guy around in a circle. I ticked his stomach and he laughed. I put Garret in his bouncer, which is in the living room. I turned my back and walked into the kitchen to warm up a bottle. I heard Garret start to cry slightly. "Garrett, I'll be in the living room in a minute. It's okay!" I called. Garret was still crying when I got back. I could hear it. So where was he? It's not like he could've disappeared...

Oh, wait. He can, I guess. Maybe Danny and Sam were right. I shook my head To clear my thoughts. I called Maddie up from the lab and explained the situation to her. She cracked a lopsided grin much like Danny's. she used it very rarely, and only for extraordinary occasions. "Just like Lilith." Maddie muttered. I nodded.

The search commenced.

Did it make sense? Did it end too quickly? Was it a good story for the half-an-hour I wrote it in? Remember, this story is unedited.

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