Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom or 6Teen. I do not own the original story this is based on.

Danny woke up to the sound of his alarm going off. Again. After he heard it thirteen times.

To say the ghost boy was exhausted from yesterday's zany craziness…well, they would have to make a new word that defined understatement, only more so. There was so much insanity a boy could handle, and that was without the ghosts.

"Maybe if I just-"

"Danny! Breakfast!" His mom's voice shouted, and Danny groaned.

"Maybe I can pretend to still be-"

Kaboom!

He suddenly heard the oh too familiar sound of an explosion and his father's typical shouting, "I'm OK."

He sighed as he opened his eyes, knowing that sleep will be impossible now.

"Looks like sleeping in is no longer an option..."Danny groaned.

Danny somehow managed to drag himself out of bed and walked down the stairs. As he heard earlier, there was an explosion this morning, from a still in progress bazooka, but he is still pretty out of it, and Danny would have probably missed it or ignore the goo. As he got to the table, the ghost boy noticed a mug of coffee in front of him, courtesy of his sister, Jazz.

"Morning...so how'd you sleep?" She asked, and Danny responded by his face falling on the table.

"That rough, huh?" Jazz had left the mall before any of the chaos, but she heard plenty and saw the videos recording everything. "Can't blame you, little brother. I mean, who would expect any of Desiree's wishes to come out like that?"

Danny gave a small smirk as he gulped down the caffeinated beverage.

From the door came a knock, but since Danny was too tired, Jazz answered it. To the sister's surprise, she saw not only Tucker but Sam as well.

"Hey, Jazz," Sam greeted. She was happy to be back, noted by the slight jump in her posture. "Is Danny up?"

Jazz contemplated ripping the bandage off and telling Sam about Jen. However, Danny would not be able to handle the goth girl's jealousy at the moment. So, she decided against it and let them in.

"Just be careful," Jazz warned.

"Still tired?" Tucker asked like it was a fact.

"I think he grabbed the coffee pot," Jazz commented.

"So, I guess I missed something last night. What happened?" Sam had never seen Danny like this before; it was concerning seeing her superhero friend so tired, and he once fought ghosts all night.

"Oh, Desiree," Tucker said, not mentioning Jen or her friend Jude out of fear for his life.

"Couldn't Danny just wish for her to be captured? You know she will obey ever wish she hears, right?"

Tucker and Jazz glanced at each other. They looked over to the ghost boy who had his head on the table again. He barely registered who was at the house.

"Let's just say this may take the top spot for craziest battle ever," Tucker walked over to Danny to see if he was conscious.

"Come on," Sam whined. "I've been waiting weeks to hang out with you guys, but I doubt—"

Sam didn't finish as she heard Danny snoring right now. The goth girl groaned as she realized that the boy was really out of it.

"Danny!" Sam yelled, irking the audience.

"I'm awake, Mr. Lancer!" He yelped, only to realize that he is not at school and that it is still summer, and the person who yelled at him is Sam.

"Oh, hey Sam," Danny rubbed his eyes. "Thought you were Lancer."

"That's Prof. Sam to you. And I hope you studied for today's test because you got a lot to cover, Mr. Fenton," Sam snarked with a stern face.

"What!?"

"I'm kidding!" Sam grew a smile on her face. While she jested, Tucker and Jazz did not find that funny. Perhaps they should tell her the details of yesterday and knock her down a few pegs.

Danny's groaning did that for them. While he was happy to see his friend, who was away for most of the summer, the overworked teenage superhero was in no mood for shenanigans like that. He got up and walked to the fridge.

"We got any energy drinks?" Danny asked as he looked through the fridge.

"I think the entire pot of coffee will kick in soon," Jazz replied as she held the empty container upside down. There wasn't a drop left.

"I take it you had a rough night?" Sam asked.

Danny replied with a zombie-like groan.

"Sam, I am happy to see you, really I am, but can you save the jokes and questions until I'm officially awake?" Danny grabbed some energy drinks from the fridge. He would've had more if Jazz didn't intervene and let him have only one.

Sam nodded as Danny began chugging down the drink to get rid of the last of his drowsiness.

Jen was deadbeat tired after everything that happened yesterday. She had slept like a log, and then some, and that was before going to bed. When the girl tried to watch a movie with Danny at the mall to cool down, they fell asleep. If the usher hadn't come it, the teens would have spent the night at the mall. Ironic given that it seemed like something out of an old movie.

The redhead had sat down at the mall center near The Big Squeeze lemonade stand when she got a glance at Wyatt coming with Nikki.

"Here," Wyatt brought over what must have been twelve cups of coffee. Or that's what it seemed like to everyone. "Something to fuel the day."

"More like a hundred somethings to fuel the day," Nikki snarked with a clawing hand at the containers. She was in a sourer mood than usual, and those days were rare.

Jude skated into the table with the grace and elegance of a bag of rabid badgers. After picking himself up, the teen sat as he clutched his stomach.

"Wyatt dude, got ay soda?"

"Sorry, just coffee,": Wyatt took a look sip then kissed the paper mug. "Good Ol' Joe."

"Bummer, man."

"Hey, Jude?" Nikki asked calmly and collectively. It was when the spacey blonde teen looked at her, the girl screamed. "How the heck are you not tired?!"

Despite everything that happened, Jude seemed unaffected by yesterday's chaos. Even though he was accidentally the cause of it, the boy thought for a moment before he shrugged in cluelessness.

"Don't know. I'll have to get back to you on that."

"Yeah, well, when you find out, give me some," Jonesy walked in with even more coffee. And some soda for Jude.

Caitlyn soon arrived. If it weren't for the pair of sunglasses and how she walked upright, one would not be able to tell how tired she was.

"Hey, guys..." Caitlyn droned.

"Hey, Caitlyn. What's with the shades?" Jen asked.

"So no cute guys can see how tired I am. I barely got any sleep last night," Caitlin said with a whisper.

"Join the club..."Nikki muttered. " I can't believe people are up after everything that happened."

"Guess they're used to it," Jude commented.

While he wasn't precisely wrong, his friends couldn't help but eye him funny. It was seriously strange how he showed no exhaustion. Wyatt downed another cup of coffee. It was his third one, but he didn't seem shaky.

"Hey Wyatt, can I have some of that coffee?" Caitlyn asked with a clawing motion.

"Go ahead," Wyatt said before grabbing another one.

With fresh caffeine in grip, Caitlyn downed the hot liquid faster than shoppers at a sale.

"Take it easy, Caitlin. You only got the rest of the day," Nikki snarked lazily. As she crashed onto the table, the punk girl went for another cup, which Jonesy handed over.

"I got to be honest," Jonesy placed the coffee on the table. "I always thought my first superhero thing would be—"

"You kicking butt?" Wyatt smirked.

"No!"

"A hotter hero with an awesome body?" At Caitlin's question, her friend glanced at her with smirks. "What? Like you guys don't have fantasies like that."

"Maybe, but I would want a hot chick like Wonder Woman," Jonesy pointed out.

"I know," Deadpool held up his cup of coffee. "With a body like that…and the outfit. Daddy likes."

"See, this guy knows what I'm talking about," Jonesy, in a rush of manly adrenaline, tapped his coffee with the merc. After taking a long sip, the teen realized who he was talking to and spat out his drink. "Mr. Deadpool!?"

"Dude! The Merc with a Mouth! Deadpool!" Jude exclaimed.

Deadpool extended his fist with the laid-back teen bumping it with his.

"Thanks for the entrance," Deadpool grabbed one of the cups of coffee Jonesy bought. "and the coffee. Does it have enough sugar and cream?"

"Hey! These are mine only," Jonesy reached for the mug, which Deadpool placed out of his own.

"And I can take one due to the You+Me=Love! Contract," The merc lifted a bit of his mask as he took a sip.

The gang grew wide eyes at the red-suited man's words. After all, their friend got fired from the service.

"How?" Nikki asked for Wyatt, who was about to ask.

"Fine print, sweetheart. I can annoy anyone from the service. It's a clause I placed in the contract, which allows me to steal the stuff of any employee. Even if they're not working there anymore."

Wait…what?!

"Yeah, you might want to double-check the fine print…bye," Deadpool had left with the caffeinated beverages he took while no one was looking.

The teens were left flabbergasted as they wondered what that clause meant for Jonesy.

"What the heck did I sign up for?" the boy in question thought out loud.

As the teens conversed, Danny, Sam, and Tucker had arrived at Amity Mall. Danny figured he needed to confront the source of his exhaustion. Though to be fair, it was this or seeing his parents test the latest Fenton invention. This time they decided to include foam, which was the cue that all teens should leave the house/facility.

Jazz was the fastest to get out.

"Everything looks OK," Sam glanced here and there around the mall. "Are you sure it was raining French fries with mucus pipes and cartoon characters?"

"I showed you the video," Tucker waved his PDA in front of the goth's face, who swiped it away.

"And I only saw flaming French fries and ghost rays," Sam retorted.

Despite the evidence provided via the internet, courtesy of teens with phones, or in Tucker's case, PDA, Sam seemed to have trouble believing things went that far. To be fair, nobody had been able to choreograph everything about the event. They were all busy screaming for their lives, especially when Candle Jack came to kidnap them for saying his name.

"Seriously?! Danny back me up on this!" the techno-geek called to his friend, but noticed he was in a zombie-like state.

"Danny?"

The ghost boy did not reply. When his friends caught up to him, they noticed he had his eyes shut, yet seemed to function fine. For him anyway.

"Huh, I guess Danny learned to sleepwalk over the Summer," Tucker quipped. At first, the joke seemed funny; then, he realized that the drinks from previous were not helping right now.

"You should drink some coffee," stated a red-suit man with two cups. "Here."

Danny, once he got a whiff of the dark-roasted scent, inhaled the drink, which was a terrible idea since it was still hot.

"AAAAHHHH! Hot!"

Danny, in a fit of pain, used his ice powers to cool his insides, which helped along with his ghostly healing factor. It was then the trio noticed Deadpool standing in front of them.

"You shouldn't chug coffee," Deadpool pointed out before he pointed to the center of the mall. "If you want more, some teens are giving it away."

Before anyone could protest to the fact that the merc had given Danny a cup of joe, or the fact that the event seemed suspiciously calm to them, the ghost boy ran in the direction desperate for energizing help.

Tucker and Sam ran after their friend hoping to steer him from trouble, but to their surprise, they noticed the boy had stopped around the eye of the mall, where a particular lemonade stand has claimed its place, along with 6teens seated on a table.

"Are those the guys giving away free coffee?" Tucker asked, with no one replying. But he did hear Danny mutter something.

"Jen."

Jen? Uh-oh! Tucker remembered the name of a specific redhead who Danny met and chosen on a dating service that a certain boy had him take. It was only a few seconds before Tucker put two and two together and realized what this could mean.

Danny walked over to the center, to the protest of Sam.

"Easy there, sleepy ghost. We don't even know these guys."

The ghost boy ignored his gothic friend, as did Tucker. As the two boys walked to the table, Sam took notice of the teens. At first, the girl found the entire ordeal suspect but blinked when she saw one of those girls, the red-haired one, approach Danny with a smile.

"Hey, Danny," She said as she pulled a chair next to her.

"Hey, Jen," Danny managed to reply with a smile of his own. "Didn't think you'd be here after yesterday."

Who is this? Sam thought as she eyed the girl.

"Well, there wasn't much for today, but Jude wanted to come here and see if there're any more ghost attacks," Jen pointed to the laid-back blonde, who had a childish smile full of glee.

"I kinda want to see if the Phantom-dude will make an appearance," Jude said after gulping down the last of his soda.

Tucker had sat down at the table next to everyone. He eyed Caitlin for a moment, though.

Haven't I seen her before? The man with a terrible dating record asked himself.

"So Danny," Wyatt pointed to Tucker. "who's this guy?"

"Jen, guys, these are my friends Tucker and Sa—"

Danny turned around but didn't see Sam at the table. Or anywhere near it. The goth had decided to stay away from the lemon stand and the tables. She mainly seemed a bit defensive.

"Sam, why are you over there?" Danny asked.

The goth girl scanned the redhead, Jen, who had saved a seat for her friend. She was taller and older than Danny, which meant everything with teenagers, even by Sam's standards. Jazz was the only exception, but ghost-fighting helped with that.

He must have made some new friends during the summer. Sam saw nothing wrong with that, but she hoped that they weren't as mainstream as they look.

"So yeah…that's Sam," Danny then pointed to the techno-geek at the other table. "And this is Tucker. They're my best friends."

"It's so nice to meet you! I'm Caitlin," Caitlin waved rapidly but eyed Tucker funny. "Have we met before?"

To that, Tucker shrugged.

Yeah…I really don't think I'm gonna be friends with that girl. Sam thought as she slowly waved back with feigned glee as the other introduced themselves.

"Hey, Tucker. Hey, Sam. I'm Jen," as the redhead spoke, the goth girl kept a close eye on her.

"Hey, I'm Wyatt."

"Jude...dude and bra, what's up?"

Jonesy remained silent for a moment.

I wonder if they know anything about the girls Danny dated? The Casanova wannabe asked himself. He was curious if they had the same luck with the opposite gender as well.

"The quiet one is Jonesy," Nikki pointed with her thumb and smirked. "Just ignore him, he's been like this all week. Not that he's not weird already."

"Heeey!" Jonesy exclaimed, but no one backed him up.

"The name's Nikki, by the way," the punk girl ignored the annoyed boy.

"Hey," Tucker got up and took a seat at the table with the others. "We heard of some teens giving away coffee. Are you guys the ones doing that?"

The teens looked to each other, utterly confused. Despite the

"Don't think so who told you—wait, did that Deadpool guy tell you?" Wyatt asked as he took a sip from his coffee.

"Do you mean that weirdo in the Halloween costume that looks similar to Spiderman?" Tucker pointed with his thumb behind him. "We saw a guy like that along the way."

"That's the guy!" Jonesy exclaimed.

"OK, I am checking the fine print of that stupid contract," Wyatt was mad. Furious would be the better word. He didn't take a sip from his coffee. "Who's with me?"

Sure, the service was fun, but no one messes with a man's coffee. It was the line never to cross. Especially when such caffeinated beverages were necessary at this moment.

"I'm in!" Jonesy exclaimed with enthusiasm.

"Me too," Caitlin closed the lemon stand.

"Wait, you work here. Don't you have to stay here because it's your job?" Sam was a little annoyed at how the blonde girl seemed irresponsible.

"Not when it comes down for an emergency like this," Caitlin replied sternly.

"But-"

"I think looking into a contract that allows weirdos to steal stuff from ex-employees, even the terrible ones, is more important than work," Nikki snarked to the goth girl.

Sam wanted to refute but saw another teen volunteer.

"I'll go," Tucker had a feeling it was the best idea right now.

"Alright, anyone else? Danny?" Wyatt looked to the dark-haired teen only to see him sleep on a pile of empty coffee cups. Jude grabbed one of the voided containers and flipped it up-side-down. It was bone dry.

"Did he drink all that and not stay awake?" Wyatt did NOT want to doubt his favorite drink right now. "What was he doing yesterday?"

No one got an answer as Tucker and Sam shrugged innocently. Years of practice helped with lying.

Jen rubbed the boy's arm to wake him up gently. Danny stored awake with a hum.

"Five more minutes," the ghost boy groaned.

"You seem tired," the redhead said. The boy woke up realizing he wasn't at home and remembered where he was.

"Who wouldn't be after yesterday?" Danny yawned with a smirk.

Sam raised a brow.

'OK! Seriously! What happened yesterday?' Sam thought. She was starting to realize how bad things were. 'What did Desiree grant?'

She then saw something that she did not like. At. All.

"Here. Have a taste of this," Jen handed the cup of joe to Danny, to the surprise of Sam. She had expected one of the guys to share his drink cause she knew they had no problem with that, but instead, the ghost boy started drinking from the redhead's cup.

"Tastes sweet," Danny commented with a tired but cheerful demeanor.

"Like you?" Jen chuckled as she kissed Danny on the cheek.

"Gross!" Jonesy gagged. "Take it somewhere else. It's too early for you lovebirds to be like this."

"Oh, lay off them, Jonesy. I think it's cute," Caitlin silently squeed at the couple's antics before she glanced at the fourteen-year-olds. "What do you think?"

Tucker gave a nervous grin in agreement but was careful to glance at the goth girl, who didn't seem fazed. She looked like her brain had crashed and rebooted, but her face told no anger. The rest of the teens took notice of her face, especially since the techno-geek didn't stop staring like there was a timebomb...or another ghost. After a quick study, Caitlin had a full grasp of the situation.

"Um...Danny," Sam choked out. "Who is this?"

"Oh right, you were in Europe," Danny obliviously commented. "While you were gone, Tucker and I signed up for this dating service. And after a month of dates..."

A month!? Sam was more shocked then when she found out her parents had replaced many of her clothes with frilly, pink dresses for the trip.

"I chose Jen," Danny grabbed the girl's hand.

"And now we're dating," Jen squeezed the ghost boy's hand as Sam processed what she heard.

I was gone all summer, and Danny got a girlfriend!? Sam, whose left eye was twitching, straightened upright before her body went limp and slammed onto the table. Hard.

The entire cast stared in shock, particularly Caitlin, who bit down slightly on her lip, as most of them checked to see if she was alright.

"I think the little bra here needs some coffee," Jude calmy said.

It was evident from the beginning how things would turn out. But that doesn't mean we would cross this bridge soon. So Sam found out what happened over the first half of the summer. It just goes to show how much can change, but things are going to have a bit more normalcy next chapter. How will things turn out from here? Find out in the next chapter. In the meantime, I hope everyone stays safe.

Special Thanks to Flower Princess11 for help with the chapter.

Now excuse me while I check a certain contract.

Ain't I a stinker?

Deadpool!

Just wait till you see what I bought with your card.

Seriously?!

Reviews

Jebest4781: For now, a little cooldown. Things will pick up later.

Runeion: The Mask? I'll keep that in a note for future ideas. Thanks.

61394: Thank you! I tip my hat back.

Luiz4200: Press charges? Can't say for sure, but that may be the last thing on their mind after Desiree. But karma has its laser-guided sights set on Dash. So, don't worry. As for Sam...well, it's usual for finding out what happened, but we have the next chapter to see how she take it.

djinn: Thanks!

Dreams Come True 996: Thanks! Sam probably will, but a wounded heart takes time to heal. Luckily she has ghost hunting to help with her frustration.

DJ Rodriguez: From the way Desiree looks and dresses, I figured Jonesy would try flirting. The Warners, however, came by to see how things were. As for Desiree not letting guys touch her...I honestly have no clue. It was never really brought up that much in the show. It wouldn't surprise me if these cameos made another appearance. Anything can happen when you wish for it, especially with a genie ghost around.

qazse: We have just begun with Sam's introduction. So we will wait and see.

Mazamba: Given her record in the show, no. No one can expect her to react well.