A/N: The thought has just occurred to me that I hadn't checked my reviews/favorites/followers in a while, so I wanted to see how that was doing. I think my eyes literally popped out of their sockets.
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:D :D thank you all so much! I had no idea that this fic would get so much attention! If I could, I would buy you all a piece of cake, but alas, since that is not possible, you will have to accept this new chapter.
I didn't really know where to go with the Ghost Zone journey chapter, but I knew I didn't want any conflict, so I'll warn you now, this chapter is a lot of dialogue! I tried to make it funny, so I hope you enjoy it :)
Also, this chapter is where the fic becomes T rated, if you catch my drift... there is (and will be in future chapters) a lot of fluff between our new favorite couple. I have to make up for lost time though, right? I mean, the two just recently decided to become official, so what else was I to do? If that is something you do not like, I apologize, but I honestly can't imagine any one not liking the two together.
And I also have 1 Guest review to respond to.
I'd PM you, but since I don't know your account, I'll just answer you here. This review starts with Well very interesting way of introducing well everyone Kim knows...
The question that guest asked was "what am i doing with Sam?" because she is Danny's canon in the show. Since this has been a popular question, I thought I'd just answer it. I wasn't really planning on making any romantic interests with Sam. In one of the earlier chapters of this fic, I mentioned that Sam thinks of Danny as a brother, and I intent to stick to that. All of the stuff that Sam does to protect Danny, she does because they are best friends. Nothing more, nothing less. If any one has any questions regarding this, please feel free to PM me or review :)
"Where are we?" Ron asked, wide eyed the minute they had crossed through the vortex.
"The Ghost Zone," Danny explained.
"The WHAT zone?" Shego asked with her hoarse voice that squeaked a bit.
"The Ghost Zone," Kim said this time. "It's where everything ghostly originates. Like Phantom."
"Wait, wait, wait. You're a ghost?" Shego demanded of Phantom.
"I thought that was pretty obvious," he chuckled.
"A ghost... I'm down with that. Like I've said, Sweet Pea, we're gonna get along justtt fine."
Danny rolled his eyes at that comment and turned his attention back to navigating the ship. It was hard to block out the noise. Everyone was having a blast after all.
…
"So you're Monique?"
Monique turned her head up to see a somewhat scrawny boy gazing down at her. She nodded and scooted over on the floor, welcoming the boy to sit down with her.
"I'm Foley, Tucker Foley," the boy explained.
"And I'm Monique," Monique repeated. "So, you're a friend of Phantom's? I'm not gonna lie, I kinda figured a friend of a ghost would be a ghost..."
Tucker shrugged, "Sorry to disappoint."
"Who said anything about being disappointed?" Monique laughed.
Tucker only smiled at that. He didn't trust himself not to blow it by opening his big mouth.
"But I am curious," Monique went on. "How on earth did you guys meet and become friends?"
"Well we were friends before he became a ghost," Tucker explained like what he was saying was normal. He immediately covered his mouth with his hands to shut himself up because he almost just gave away all of their secrets. Maybe she hadn't heard him…
"You knew Phantom before he died?!"
Monique was clearly interested now. Tucker could've slapped himself. He would give his life to be smooth talking and actually be able to communicate to the opposite gender. But unfortunately, Tucker was not blessed with that trait. It was going to take a lot more than an effort with this, though. He had to plot out his words very carefully… If he didn't then he could kiss Danny's secret goodbye. Now he just had to think.
"Uh… yes."
Tucker smiled to himself. Nice job, Foley! Way to play it smooth.
"That's so interesting. I'd love to hear more about that," she begged for more information.
"I'd give it to you except that there isn't much. Believe me when I say he has not changed. Like at all. The same old regular guy," Tucker promised her.
"There must be something," Monique was hoping for something a little more interesting.
"The biggest thing is that he wants to help people now. Or I suppose when he was human he wanted to help people. It's just now he has means of doing that."
Monique nodded, taking it in. "So, uh, how'd he die."
Tucker tried to remain calm. Again, for the second time in his life, he had to think before he spoke. "Uh, I don't know. I wasn't there. Not even in town actually. And he doesn't like to talk about it, so I wouldn't bring it up. It was pretty traumatizing."
"How do you know it was traumatizing if he didn't tell you anything?" Monique questioned.
"If it wasn't traumatizing, he wouldn't have become a ghost," Tucker explained.
"What about the obituary?"
"There, uh, wasn't a body," Tucker almost questioned. "He's still not pronounced dead. All I can think about is his parents," Tucker hung his head in "sadness". He was hoping it wasn't so obvious that he was putting on a show. He looked up to see tears wavering in the black girl's eyes. Tucker saw an opportunity and he seized it.
"It's gonna be okay. Something like that won't ever happen to you, and I'll make sure of it," he promised after embracing her body with his own.
Instead of flinching like other girls, Monique hugged Tucker back, and squeezed his back encouraging. "I don't even know why I'm crying. It must've been so hard for you to tell me. God, I am so insensitive."
"Don't beat yourself up about it," Tucker smiled gently, holding her hand.
She gazed into his big brown eyes, and Tucker looked back into hers. They held that gaze for a while when all of a sudden Tucker noticed something waver over the girl's eyes. He questioned the look that she was giving him, and she tightened the grip on his hand.
"I could… make it up to you…" Monique offered a sly smile, and walked her fingers up the sleeve of his shirt until she got to his collar where she rested her hand. "I'm sure you know this ship pretty well. Are there any private rooms?"
Tucker gulped nervously and nodded.
"Then lead the way," Monique told him standing up. Tucker mimicked her movements, and lead her to the back room of the Specter Speeder where the Fenton's kept extra weapons.
…
Ann Possible looked worriedly at her husband. He had the same expression, so he grasped her hand and rubbed it gently. "Everything will be fine," he said.
Ann nodded, and looked over to her two sons. Jim and Tim were playing with the remote control robots that they had built just hours ago; testing the devices out to see which robot was stronger and what fighting tools the other was equipped with. If her 13 year old boys were doing fine, than she knew she shouldn't worry either. She just couldn't help it. Something about this "Ghost Zone" gave her the creeps.
"So what do you think of Phantom?"Mr. Possible asked his wife in an attempt to draw her thoughts to something other than the endless green mass they were flying in.
"I think he seems very nice and kind. Familiar in a way as well. He seems to care deeply for our Kimmie's safety, so he's fine with me."
"He doesn't seem a bit, I don't know, off to you? Like he's just observing life, but not really living it?"
"Sweetie, he's a ghost," Ann gently reminded.
"I know," Mr. Possible told her. "Maybe I just don't know what ghosts are like, but he seems so distant from everyone here."
"The only person he knows is Kim," she said.
"And that guy in the hat back there," Mr. Possible turned around to point to him, but realized the place he had priorly been sitting was vacant. "Well that guy in the hat somewhere," he corrected himself.
Mrs. Possible squeezed her husband's hand in reassurance, "I think Phantom is just a bit of an outsider. He was probably like that in his life, too. I get the sense that he doesn't open up easy. He probably doesn't want to burden people with his problems."
"Someone should tell him that if the people you're telling care, it's really not a burden…" Mr. Possible said in a way that made Ann sad. The poor boy probably didn't realize how much the people around him cared.
…
"I have never been so close to a ghost before! It's amazing," Wade was saying, gazing at the ghost boy but talking to Ron and Yuri. He then turned his attention back to the couple and asked, "Do you think he'd let me take a few samples?"
Yuri smiled, but answered honestly, "Probably not."
"I could sneak them! I bet he wouldn't even be able to tell if I took a piece of hair off that white head of his!" Wade was getting more and more excited.
Ron shook his head, "No, he would totally feel that."
"I've researched ghosts since Kim left. They don't feel pain – physical and emotional! They just remember how it feels when they were alive. So, when they see someone hit them, it triggers a chemical response all throughout the body, telling it that something "hurts" when in actuality, it doesn't! This is just a theory, but I could figure out why if I could just get a hair or two…"
"Something tells me Phantom can feel pain…" Ron said – really to himself. Only the other two overheard him.
"Do you think I'm wrong, Ron?" Wade tested.
Ron smiled awkwardly, and waved his hands, "No, no, no, I just, er… I don't think you're wrong about all ghosts, but, uh, Phantom is different."
"Why is Phantom different?" Wade questioned in disbelief.
"Uh… He seems it…?" Ron told Wade.
In response, Wade narrowed his eyes. "You know something," he accused Ron.
"What! No I don't," he argued.
"If he doesn't want to tell us, he shouldn't have to. I respect secrets. Anyone who keeps a secret has a reason for keeping it," Yuri smiled encouragingly.
"Not when that secret involves something more powerful than a very powerful ghost!" Wade argued. "Spill, Ron!"
"I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING," Ron swore.
Wade looked like he was getting angrier. "Do you not trust me? We're best friends, Ron! I only want to know for knowledge's sake."
Ron knew this was true about Wade. He wasn't going to lock the poor ghost up, and trap him in a box; Wade simple HATED not knowing things. Still, this was something Ron couldn't share.
"I'm sorry Wade, but I have nothing to tell you," he said with force. Wade curtly nodded a reply, understanding the double meaning behind his statement: Ron was ultimately saying that whatever it was he knew, he couldn't tell the younger boy. Wade would have to try to weasel it out of him or Kim at a later date because the two were definitely hiding something.
"The only strange thing I've noticed is the way he looks at Kim," Yuri said in an attempt to break the tension.
Luckily, it seemed to work.
…
"UGH! I never thought I could hate green so much," Shego grimaced.
Dr. Drakken mumbled something inaudible, and Shego accused, "Ex-cuse me?"
"What, huh? I didn't say anything," Drakken folded his arms across his chest, and looked away from her.
"So what do you think of ol' Sweet Pea?" Shego said, dropping it and having more important things to do with her time.
"Who?" Drakken stupidly asked.
"The ghost kid! Is there even a brain in there?" she questioned.
Drakken grumbled in response, so Shego repeated, "What do you think of him?"
"All hero types are the same. Let's not forget why we're here, huh? We have to make sure WE'RE the ones taking over the world. And make sure to take notes! Who knows what kind of good ideas this guys has," Drakken evilly smiled.
"Well, I think he's a real sweetie. Poor kid's going down the wrong path." She immediately fixed her hair, and smiled just in spite of herself, "But that's easily fixable."
…
Kim's deep sage eyes were staring at the young ghost boy. He felt her glare, but preferred to look at his white gloved hands steering the Specter Speeder than Kim. He didn't really need to look at where he was flying. It was set to bring them back home and could faze through anything from the Ghost Zone. Fortunately, Kim didn't know that, so it looked perfectly naturally to stare at the green abyss.
He just couldn't even glance at her! It made him angry. He knew why she hadn't told her family that he was half ghost, and he was grateful because it prevented a lot of questions. Still, every time, the word "Phantom" rolled off her tongue, it stung and Danny could all but cringe.
"Danny," he heard her say. He could no longer use unawareness as an excuse for not wanting to look back at her.
Is no one around us? Is that why you're calling me by my name? was what Danny wanted to say. "What?" was what he actually said.
"Are you… okay…?" Kim asked, sounding confused and concerned.
Danny tightened his grip on the wheel, "Yep."
Danny couldn't see her, but Kim's expression was one of pure hurt. Danny decided to focus on the outside noise. He was at once tuning it out, but recently Kim's glare had grown too strong, so he used his ultra-ghost hearing to determine what everyone was talking about. Either Danny's skills were faulting or only three people were holding a conversation: Wade, Ron, and Yuri. By the sounds of it, Wade wanted to know what Danny's secret was, and Ron was struggling to defend it.
The only strange thing I've noticed is the way he looks at Kim.
Danny's eyes widened at the comment the young Asian girl made. Was it that obvious? And here Danny thought he'd done pretty well staying out of everyone's radar.
He quickly looked to Kim as if to prove to himself that he could look at her like anyone looks at a stranger, but the moment their green eyes connected, Danny felt all of Kim's hurt and confusion. He snapped his head back to the front, but suddenly had a feeling of guilt wash over him.
Kim abruptly clasped her hand on top of Danny's, causing Danny to snap his head toward the ginger again. He finally pulled together the courage to stare intently into her eyes which didn't move from his. She tried to pull him away from the wheel, and Danny felt fear gripping on his neck.
"I should… I should stay," Danny began, but Kim interrupted.
"You know as well as I do, that the ship will be fine on its own," Kim smiled gently, but her smile quickly faded, and Danny stood up by himself . He stepped a little away from the wheel and dashboard, and more towards Kim.
Now they stood just a foot from each other. They both stared into each other's eyes. Neither noticing their surroundings and both completely absorbed in the other. Without warning, Kim launched herself into his chest, and tightly wrapped herself around him. She felt the young, inexperienced boy tense at the closeness, but soon relaxed and even wrapped his own arms around the ginger.
She'd felt awful for putting Danny through everything this day, but couldn't find the right words. "I don't deserve you," Kim finally mumbled. Danny only hugged her tighter, and told her, "Don't be insane. You could do so much better than me. You should do so much better than me," he corrected himself.
Danny could feel Kim shake her head no. "No way. You're too good to me. And too nice. Patient. Understanding. The list just goes on."
"Kim," Danny began. "I'm not even fully human. You deserve someone who's at least your species." He was only half joking by the term 'species'.
"Humans are boring anyway," Kim chuckled.
At that remark, Danny pulled the red head away from him. Kim was disappointed at the addition to the space between them, but it was soon closed again. Danny pulled himself closer to Kim, and hesitantly moved his head both down and forward until it was just about level with her's. Kim did nothing but stare into his eyes, which appeared even more luminescent than normal.
In their close state, Danny could hear the girl's quick breathing and feel the exhales blowing against his face. He noticed a small scar just above her eyebrow, and wondered how he'd missed that the first time they'd been so close…
With the scar, Danny suddenly felt a need to know everything about the girl that stood directly in front of him. And more than anything, he felt a need to have her lips pressed against his.
And just like that, he built the strength to close the distance. Danny's long awaited lips finally met Kim's for the second time, and they both felt an electric current jolt through their body. It was a small touch – just above a peck, really – before Danny pulled away. He couldn't even get away for two moments before Kim's lips reattacked his roughly. Her lips were just pressed lightly against his, when Kim suddenly felt a sparking desire for more. Without warning, she slipped her tongue between Danny's lips, forcing them open, and noticed his heart skip a beat. With her eyes that were just opened, she noticed, Danny's eyes fly open in surprise. The surprise, however, was short lived, and soon Danny was more comfortable. He placed his hands on the back of Kim's ribcage. Kim, on the other hand, set her hand low on Danny's abdomen, feeling the tight and defined muscles as her fingers gingerly stroked that whole area.
Danny fought for dominance against Kim's tongue, and she softly moaned into him – so softly he may not have heard it in his human form. Still, this small indication gave him more courage, and he began to move his hand up and down along her curved back. Her mouth tasted of honey, and she smelled something that was beyond words. It was intoxicating to simply be this close to such a beautiful girl, let alone be kissing her.
And with her kissing him back. Kim danced her fingers into the indent of every ab, and when she was done with that, slowly moved her hands up along his body until they reached his head, where she tousled and knotted his hair. His usually shaggy white locks swallowed her fingers, and she opened her mouth more to get as much of Danny as possible. He was invitingly warm and yet chillingly cold at the same time, and the confusion made Kim want to know what he was thinking. So she continued to deepen the kiss.
Finally, she had to pull away – not being able to go very long without parting for air. She was only human, after all. They stayed that close to each other for longer though. They simply held each other in a warm embrace. He could easily hear the beating of her heart. Gently stroking her hair, Danny kissed her lovingly on the forehead. Kim, in turn, smiled and nuzzled her nose against Danny's.
Every ounce of pain and hurt in Danny had been feeling evaporated, and he felt like he was walking on air.
…
Tucker immediately ran into the control room. "Dude! We're approaching Fenton Works."
He pointed to his PDA in his left hand, and Danny curtly nodded. He had been sitting at the wheel again, but he quickly stood up and Tucker in response tossed Danny the keys to the portal. Danny watched as the portal grew closer and closer to the Specter Speeder, and eventually, Danny ejected himself from the Speeder, and flew towards the locked doors on his own. He swiftly undid the lock, and motioned for Tucker to open the doors with the remote from inside the Specter Speeder. He did, and Danny first launched himself through the open doors to make sure there was room in his parent's lab.
But being inside the lab sidetracked him for two pairs of beady eyes were staring him down.
Jazz's eyes began to tear up. It had only been 2 days since Danny had vanished, but in that time, she had gone through so many emotions that her psychological brain was about to break. She flung herself into Danny and tightly wrapped her arms around him neck, so incredibly happy that he'd returned home safely. She pulled away, and Danny's gaze followed two purple eyes that were currently staring at him. He opened his mouth to say something, but was unable to when the Specter Speeder immediately pulled through the portal, diverting everyone's attention.
Danny looked to Jazz and Sam. They stared curiously at the ship, so Danny decided to look at it, too – of course, he already knew all the people who were about to disembark.
Tucker came off first, and he waved at the two girls who angrily glared. They did not appreciate being tricked. Nonetheless, he ran over to them, and said breathlessly, "You won't believe who else we brought."
Tucker, too, turned his attention to the Specter Speeder. Monique was the second to come off the ship, and she shyly waved at Tucker, who happily waved back. The Wegos, Mego, and Hego followed shortly after her, and began to touch everything with wonder like they were in an alternate dimension.
The slim boots of Shego next hopped off the ship, directly followed by the blue Dr. Drakken.
Next, the two twin boys hopped off at the same time. Their parents – Mr. and Mrs. Possible – were chasing after them, making sure they didn't break anything.
Ron's sneakers were the next thing to appear from the ship, and afterwards Yuri appeared, holding his hand.
The small black boy that Tucker had talked on the phone with came next, and finally – after a long awaited pause – two familiar feet appeared on the first step that descended from the large ship. The door was in the way so that no one could see the final person, but it was immediately clear to Danny when she jumped off the top step and swiftly landed on the floor of the basement-lab. She turned her large, knowing, sage eyes to the two Amity Park residents. Their faces went from surprised to angry to thankful, back to surprise then to wonder but in the end settled on anger.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sam was the first to accuse, with a pointed finger.
"Sam–" Danny began
"Just let him ex–" Tucker tried.
"Stay out of this!" she rounded on the two boys, who nervously gulped. She then turned her attention back to the ginger, and repeated. "What the hell are you doing here? Do you think this is all a game? Toy with people's emotions to see which one breaks first?"
"Sam, you have every right to be mad at me," Kim told her.
"Damn right, I do!" Sam glared.
"I lied, and I know that that was wrong, but you have to give me the chance to explain. I was conned by Vlad. He fed me lies, and I foolishly ate them up. I am so sorry for all the pain and worry I caused you. I promise that it was never my intention to hurt you, or Tucker, or Jazz, or–"
Her voice got caught in her throat at the next name, but she turned to face the green eyed boy, and said solemnly, "Or Danny."
At those words, Danny had a feeling she was no longer talking to Sam, and in response he smiled gently and nodded, indicating all was forgiven.
"It's okay Sam. We can trust her. Believe me," Danny butted in.
"I trust Kim," Jazz piped in.
"Really?" Kim smiled brightly.
"Well, I trust Danny's judgment, and if he trusts you, then so do I," Jazz specified. But the thought was still kind, so Kim hugged the girl as a thank you. Instead of rejecting, Jazz hugged her back.
"So mind telling us what you're doing with all these people?" Jazz asked once Kim pulled away.
"We're gonna raise an army!"
Jazz stared at him, unconvinced.
"Wait!" Danny said before she could interrupt him. "Hear me out: I'm sick and tired of having Vlad ruin my life, and I know you are, too," he said, speaking to Sam, Tucker, and Jazz. "So, let's rid him from here for GOOD!" Danny said, motivationally.
Jazz looked at him wearily, "Are you sure?"
"Why else would I bring so many new friends?" Danny joked. "Which reminds me! Let me introduce everyone."
Danny darted over and ran up to the curvy black girl that had been the first off the ship. "This is Monique – a good friend of Kim's. And over here, we have a super hero team who call themselves 'Team Go'!" Danny explained excitedly. "This is Hego, Mego, and then Wego," he declared, pointing to each, who smiled broadly at the two girls. He then ran over to the girl in green who looked remarkably similar to the 'Team Go' characters. "This is Shego, the deranged sister of the Team Go," Danny explained. "She's allied with Dr. Drakken, the guy in blue."
Danny walked over, and put a hand on Wade's shoulder. "This is another friend of Kim's: Wade Load. He's computer genius! This is Kim's friend–"
"BEST FRIEND!" the blonde boy corrected.
Danny coughed, "Uh, yes, well this is Ron Stoppable, and that's his girlfriend Yuri."
He then walked over to the ginger family, and said, "This is Kim's family: her mother, father, and two younger twin brothers, Jim and Tim."
He walked back over to Kim, and said, "You of course know Kim, but her last name is Possible, not Wate, just for future reference."
Jazz and Sam exchanged surprised and overwhelmed looks, and Danny nervously remembered something while he was down here in his ghost form. "Where are Mom and Dad?" he asked Jazz.
Jazz smiled, "Not to worry, Little Brother, I told them that they could use a vacation to the spa, and that now was as good of a time as ever to take one!"
"Wow, how'd you do that?" Danny asked, impressed. His parents were usually the most stubborn people that Danny knew.
"I've been reading a few psychological books on the art of persuasion," Jazz answered smugly.
"Wait you guys are siblings?" Monique piped up, a saddened expression on her face.
It was then that Jazz and Sam both understood that no one in the room knew Danny's secret – except of course for Kim.
Sam erupted in a violent fit of laughter, and began to shake with her cackling. "That is just too rich!" she explained. She was clearly still agitated that Danny hadn't kept her in the loop, and was at her breaking point. She stormed up the stairs angrily, and yelled from the top, "See who you're friends are when they know the real you!"
Danny made to go after her, but Kim stopped him, and smiled. "Let me." She said boldly. Danny was taken aback, but allowed it. Once the ginger was out of sight, he turned back to the crowd. "Okay, Team, we'll invade Vlad Plasmius tomorrow. For now, we'll set up sleeping bags and blankets upstairs, and discuss the plan. And, of course, try to get some sleep. So, uh, everyone follow me!"
Danny began to lead the way into his living room so that his "army" could camp for the night.
…
"Sam!" Kim called after her, running.
"Go away," Sam angrily snarled. She began to run faster, and when she rounded a corner, Kim was afraid that she'd get away. Luckily, her heavy combat boots made her easily traceable. She could immediately tell that the Goth girl was on the second floor, so she launched herself up the stairs, skipping 5 at a time. When she got to the top, she waited and listened again. Without making a noise, she darted to the left, and launched herself to the top corners of the hall – never touching the floor. When she finally flipped around a corner, and landed, she calculated the distance perfectly. She landed in a squatting position directly in front of the racing Sam.
"Shit!" the Goth cried. "Is there anything you can't do?"
"That is kinda the point…" Kim trailed off, smiling.
That remark made another glare return to Sam's face. She angrily pushed passed the ginger, and began to stomp past her.
Kim immediately whipped around, and grabbed her by the arm. "Wait," she demanded.
Sam turned her head around – her short black strands following the direction her head spun. Only Kim couldn't focus on that. She could only see the angry, treacherous tears that lined the Goth's eyes. Kim let go of the girl. "Fine. I get that you're not the "feelings" type. So don't be. Be angry. Get furious and yell at me. I can take it," Kim tried to say.
Sam only rolled her eyes and began walking away again. "So now you're scared of hurting me? I'm an awful person remember! I cheated and lied and I deserve everything that I have coming to me!"
Sam turned around then and faced Kim straight on. She angrily put her hands on her hips, and pursed her lips. "Is that it, huh? You feel bad about lying to all of us, so you think that if I yell and scream and tell you everything you did wrong that it'll be justified?" Kim didn't answer. "Well you're wrong. You had us all played Kim. Me and Danny and Tucker, even Jazz didn't have a clue what you were up to. So congrats. You fooled us, and now you can go back to sad little life in Middleton doing whatever the hell you want WITHOUT US. Because I certainly don't want you here, even if Danny can't quite see that." Sam stopped. Her lips here no longer tight, but instead her lip shook – quivering. Betraying tears rolled down her cheeks – seeping from the inner corners of her eyes. But she couldn't control it.
Kim slowly approached her – almost scared she would break for real. "You are absolutely right. I feel… honestly like the biggest piece of crap in the world for what I did. And I can blame it on just my job, but it wasn't. My assignment was to hunt down the Phantom… not make lasting relationships…"
"Lasting…" Sam began.
Kim stepped even more toward the paler teen, and finally smiled gently. "I know that there is absolutely nothing I can do to make up for everything that I've done, but… But I would like to try."
Sam and Kim stared at each other for a long time. Purple eyes never waved from green ones. Finally Sam, not being able to bear the stare contest any more, rolled her eyes and walked past her. Right before the hallway turned into the stairs, Sam turned around, flipping her silky ebony hair over her shoulder and cocked her head to the side.
"I don't like it," she explained. "But… I get it."
They shared a nod and Kim smiled. She knew that that was Sam's first step to forgiveness.
…
Danny looked around, and smiled. Thank god Jazz was able to get their parents out of the house. Imagining what his parents would do if they saw all these strangers just made him chuckle. He knew his parents often had the best intentions, but they just had a funny way of going about it. Regardless, it was definitely for the best that they didn't see all of his new "friends".
Thinking of his newly found "army" drew him back to reality. He gazed around his living room. He was able to gather 4 sleeping bags from his parents' lab from the times they'd gone camping. He'd given those to Shego, Mrs. Possible, Yuri, and Dr. Drakken, the latter of whom simply believed he deserved it. The four members of Team Go decided to lay out a few blankets and snuggle up together on the floor, even though Mego wanted his own bed.
Mr. Possible got the sofa, and Wade and Ron lay huddled up together on the floor in another pile of blankets. Jazz offered to shared her room with Kim and Sam, and of course, Danny asked Tucker the same, but he wanted to be downstairs by Monique for a reason Danny wasn't quite sure of. Danny, being the host, made sure everyone was situated before passing through the ceiling of his living room and into his own room. He often wished that he could go ghost in his house. He would never have to climb the stairs again! Alas, his parents were rarely not home, so that was a luxury he could never do.
Once inside his room, he phased into his human form, quickly stripped into his boxers, and crawled into bed. He'd like to get to sleep, but his restless mind forced him to stay awake.
A/N: So... what did you think? The next chapter should be up pretty soon because it's gonna be a short one. Just a bit of fluff that I think is in order :D
Also, I'm sorry for my lack of updating. Last week was my finals week *sigh* so for the weeks leading up to that and the week itself I wasn't able to get as much writing in as I would like. It is officially summer, so I promise to start updating more frequently.
R&R!