Sam, Danny, and Tucker were gone on a week long camping trip. It was the night before they'd be leaving and they went on a walk to a cliff that gave an amazing view of the night sky. There was a lunar eclipse that night, and Danny just had to go, his nerd shining out about anything astronaut-like.
As they walked down the path Danny was absent mindedly tossing an ecto blast between his hands, a source of light and a source of entertainment.
Sam looked towards the sky. It was glittering with stars. It was a much prettier sight than the sky in Amity Park, which was dim with light pollution. She looked back at Danny, the starlight glittering in his eyes. He had leaned closer to Tucker and they were whispering about something. Tucker's gaze flicked towards her, and he leaned away from Danny. He shot her a signature Foley smile and gave her a set of finger guns.
She squinted her eyes at the two of them, rolling them right after.
They were nearly to the cliff when Tucker suddenly stopped in the path.
"Nature calls!" He shouted, running off.
Sam sighed. Tucker was lucky they've been to this place enough times. If he got lost, she'd leave him to suffer.
At least for like, an hour or two.
Her and Danny continued on their way to the cliff, passing a large oak tree. Below them was a lake glittering with stars and moonlight, trees going on for miles. Compared to bumbling Amity Park, this place with like heaven. Nature, quiet, and a distinct lack of ghosts.
Soon Sam noticed the sky growing darker. Looking around, she noticed Tucker hadn't made his way back yet.
"Should we go call for him so he can watch?" She asked Danny, not wanting to admit her concern for Tucker out of her stubbornness.
"Nah, he'll be fine. He put some kind of night vision thing in his glasses so at least he won't fall on something."
Sam snorted. Tucker trips on his backpack strap. While it's on him. She wasn't that confident night vision glasses could fix everything.
Sam and Danny watched as the moon shrank ever so slightly. Soon it was completely engulfed in darkness, and all they could see were stars. She heard shuffling noises around her and turned to face Danny, reaching out for him. But her arm whisked through cold air.
But Danny was a ghost, so that didn't mean much.
"Danny?"
No one answered. She began to worry, turning in place, knowing the cliff was right beside her. Soon she heard a rustling of branches from the tree that stood a couple feet away. The wind picked up, and she could feel leaves blowing into her face.
But they were too small and delicate for leaves, to velvety. Rubbing one between her fingers, she was struck with realization.
They were flower petals.
And not just any flower petals. She took a whiff.
Rose petals.
She began to look around again, the moon finally beginning to creep it's way back into the night sky. She still couldn't see Danny or Tucker, but since it seems they're playing some game, they could just be invisible.
A collection of glowing ice crystals began to form around her, and soon Danny appeared before her, kneeling on one knee, one hand half inside his coat pocket.
The crystals floated all around the clearing surrounding the cliff. She looked around and could finally see all of the rose petals scattered across the ground. Glancing up she found Tucker up in the tree, practically bubbling, holding a camera.
Sam looked back at Danny, who now had a small box in his hands. He held it up, and opened it.
"Samantha Manson."
She sent him a teasing glare, before smiling, eyes pricking with tears.
"Will you marry me?"
She smiled even bigger, covering her mouth with her hands. She nodded. "Yes, Daniel Fenton. It would be my honor."
Danny stood up, taking the ring out of the box and sliding it onto her finger. She wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a small peck on the lips, resting her forehead against his.
The moment was interrupted though, when they heard Tucker falling out of the tree with the shimmy of branches and the thud and groan as he hit the ground.
Sam snorted. "See Danny, that's why it doesn't matter if he has night vision glasses or not."
Tucker stood up, dusting himself off and then checking the camera. "Dude, I just captured the most romantic moment you guys have ever had. I think falling out of the tree was worth it."
Tucker walked to join them at the cliff, watching as the moon crept back into visibility.
Sam snuck a glance at Danny. "So. How'd you find out what ring size I am?"
He looked back at her with a smirk on his face. "Your mom can work wonders, Sam."
"Figures." The only other ring she's really worn was that first one from Danny, and since then her hands have grown slightly. She leaned her head on Danny's shoulder, watching the night sky.
Suddenly, Tucker engulfed them both in a giant hug, a face-ripping smile plastered to his face.
"So Danny? Who's your best man gonna be?"
Sam rolled her eyes while Danny held out his hand for a fist bump. Tucker whooped, banged his own fist against Danny's. Soon they were all lying on the ground, settled against a log, watching the stars twinkle, and the ice crystals float absent mindedly around them.