Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom or 6Teen. I do not own the original story this is based on.
Danny was at the Nasty Burger, feeling bored. Sam and Tucker aren't here due to being busy, and Valerie had the day off today, so he is solo today. He ordered a hamburger for himself and tried to eat and think of ways to consume his time.
"Such a boring day," Danny sighed.
However, someone tapped him on his shoulder, and he turned around and frowned when he saw who it was.
'What do you want, Vicky?" Danny said in hostility to the girl, who, for some reason, was smiling at him.
"Thanks for waiting for me, Danny, sorry that I was late," Vicky said as she actually sat next to him, and Danny is confused.
"What are you talking about? Late for what?!" Danny asked, wondering why she is here and why she is sitting next to him and sending that creepy smile on her face.
"Why? Our date, silly boy," Vicky said, and Danny blinked before he recoiled in shock.
"DATE?! Why would I go on another date with you?!" Danny shouted in horror while Vicky didn't seem to notice or care of his perturbed state of being.
"We're dating, we are supposed to date," Vicky said with her arms crossed, and Danny recoiled in horror and disgust.
"DATING?! Since when?!"
"Since you picked me as your perfect match, we're boyfriend and girlfriend now, and after this, I have a list of places where you will take me and stuff you will buy me later on our date today. But first," Vicky suddenly pushed him against the booth and sent him a look that made Danny feel unwanted chills down his spine.
"Let's have a smooch boyfriend!" Vicky said as she puckered her lips and leaned close to a terrified Danny Fenton.
"AHHHHHHH!" Danny shouted as he jolted awake, having broken out in a cold sweat as well.
The ghost boy looked around and saw that it was late at night, and he was in the safety of his bedroom, with no Vicky anywhere in sight. He realized now that it was just a dream, and he was relieved about that.
"Oh man, thank goodness that it was just a nightmare," Danny said in relief, happy that his twisted nightmare was over.
Suddenly the door was kicked open, and his parents came in, dressed in their jumpsuits and carrying their ghost weapons.
"Are you alright, Danny?" Maddie asked in a concerned voice.
"Have any ghosts come in here to scare you?" Jack asked as he waved an ecto blaster around while Danny's heart rate finally went back to normal.
"No, Dad, I'm fine. I just had a nightmare," Danny said while Maddie had a disproving look on her face.
"Jack, I told you that letting him have all that leftover fudge before bed wasn't a good idea," Maddie said in the I-told-you-so tone, while Jack looked sheepish.
"How do you know that's what caused it? I'm always eating the fudge from Fudge-It-All, and I still sleep like a baby," Jack said in confusion, while Maddie just went to check on their son.
"Are you sure your alright, sweetie? Do you want to talk about it?" Maddie asked her son in a motherly voice.
Danny, who is now calm, shook his head.
"No, mom, I'm fine now. Sorry that I woke you two up," Danny said sheepishly.
"Well, alright, then," Maddie said.
His parents checked on him a little more before they went back to bed, not opening the door since it was once again broken down. Once they were gone, Danny pulled his covers back on him and laid his head on his pillow, feeling really happy that he was not now and will never be the boyfriend of that shrew Vicky.
"Note to self, no more fudge before bed," Danny muttered to himself before going back to bed. This time he hoped to not having another terrible, twisted, disgusting dream like the last one and to get rested for his date with Jen tomorrow, who is his REAL girlfriend and his chosen girl.
That thought alone helped him get back to sleep.
Danny's following days of summer were filled with the delightful accompaniment of Jen. However, there were times when ghosts would cause trouble, which was regularly, leaving the ghost boy with little choice but to make excuses and transform. Sure there were dates where nothing happened or someone else, either Valerie, the Guys in White, or his parents, took care of it, but those times were few and spaced apart. While the redhead was patient, she was growing tired of hearing excuses.
"Bathroom."
"I'm gonna get us some more popcorn."
"I'm gonna go get a refill."
"I left my phone at the table. Be right back."
The list went on. And Jen was getting impatient. There was only so much a girl could handle, but she liked Danny a lot. So she decided to put up with it an see where this would go.
After all, the ghost boy didn't miss a single date, and he could, at most, be gone for thirty minutes. But Jen didn't like how spontaneous these distractions were.
The redhead would have pondered more on the topic, had not Jonesy came kicking open the door, startling everyone, and almost making Wyatt spit out his drink.
"You guys! You'll never believe what just happened!" The Latino boy cried out.
"A hot girl asked you out?" Nikki snarked.
"No."
"Did you win a million bucks?" Jude asked.
"No!"
"You found a job that you might be able to keep for more than a day?" Wyatt asked with a smirk.
"...ya done?"
The teens nodded as they snickered, chuckled, and laughed at the grumpy face Jonesy was wearing. However, the new he been dying to deliver was too good for him to stay down.
"Good, cause I got us an invite to a sweet party. There's this chick, her name is Michelle and—"
"You asked you out, and she dumped you," Jen added in. The group once more burst into laughter as their storytelling friend slumped. "I totally called it!"
"May I finish?" Jonesy asked with an annoyed tone. His friends went silent. "...anyway, this chick is having a party I got us invited!"
The gang woo-hooed in excitement as they fling their arms in the air. This was the perfect way to end the season, not to mention their time here.
"How'd you manage?" Wyatt asked as everyone settled down.
"Does it matter? We get to party! Jen!" Jonesy shouted as he pointed both fingers to the redhead. "Call your boyfriend and his friends, they can come too!"
"Sweet!" Jen said with a smile as she pulled out her phone and punched in Danny's number.
Danny and his friends were enjoying a movie together. Today seemed too bright for Sam to go out. Apparently, loving nature didn't exempt her from hating the sun. The ghost boy had just received the call from h8is girlfriend, which irritated the goth, who wanted some time with her regular friends. However, all plans were canceled when the boy told his friends what Jen told him over the phone.
They were surprised, and not only because they were going to a senior party.
"Wait! Wait! Wait! Michelle? As in Michelle Lynn Clarke?" Sam asked as Danny and Tucked we're astonished to talk. "As in the most popular girl and soon to be top senior at Casper High!? How?"
"No clue. Jonesy's the one who got the invites," Nikki's replied over the phone. "You could ask him, but I doubt he'll say everything."
"Hey!" the teen's protesting voice could be heard.
"So, are you in?" Jen asked over the phone.
"Totally!" Danny said.
"A senior party? Count me in!" Tucker said, sounding excited.
While a goth was never one for social events like a high school party, Sam felt it better to tag along for her friend's sake.
"I guess it can be fun despite the drivel music played at volumes that would attract the cops," she deadpanned.
"You know that you don't have to come," Nikki said, still sore with the goth girl.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!"
"Great. We'll see you guys there."
"See ya tonight," Danny said as he hung up.
Tucker lifted his arms in excitement as he swung them.
Down and around his friends' shoulders.
"This gonna be awesome! A senior party! Wooo!"
While the ghost boy shared his friend's sentiments, Sam was unsure how to feel about the event. But she wasn't going to let her friends go without her. Even it meant watching Danny mainly spend time with Jen.
The gang met at the corner of the street where Michelle lived. It was a nice neighborhood with the street lights and windows lighting up the night.
It didn't take long for the gang to find the party. All they had to do was look for the house with flashing lights, booming music, and a bouncer at the front door.
While the 6teens walked with confidence, Danny and his friends went at a nervous pace. This was not their social standing, according to the Casper High hierarchy.
"Seriously?" the ghost boy whispered. "We fight ghost on a regular basis, but this is more nerve-racking?"
"To be fair, none of us really go to these things," Sam responded with a bland tone.
Tucker shrugged as the trio walked up to the man at the front.
"Hold it," the bouncer commanded with a professional voice.
Danny smiles nervously at the bouncer as he went through a list on a clipboard. Slowly, the massive man read through as he flipped a page.
"Alright, you guys check out," he said, stepping aside. "Have fun."
"Danny, come on!" Jen said as she grabbed his hand and dragged him inside.
Danny and Jen were now in, and they were impressed by Michelle's party in full swing.
The house had a living room that was connected to the stairs, with the second-floor hallways in view with more students. In the center was a makeshift dance floor complete with surround sound. The kitchen was only a few doors down, with enough snacks and drinks for the party. Someone even put a sign indicating which punch was spiked.
Great music, lots of food, and wall to wall with seniors and popular students partying, Danny actually felt out of place here.
So, this is a senior party. Danny thought.
The atmosphere was different than anything he ever felt. Not to his new grinds from Canada, as they seemingly blended in quickly.
Sure, he was once invited to Dash's party but found it to be...quite dull.
Danny couldn't believe he and his friends were standing in a senior's party. Only seniors, juniors, and the popular kids were allowed into these gatherings. And for once, he and his friends were attending one.
"Wow," was all the boy could say.
"Check out the babes!" Jonesy said as he walked to a group of would've seniors. Wyatt followed the boy to make sure he didn't get in trouble.
"Boys," Nikki remarked, rolling her eyes, only to see Caitlin going ga ga for some senior who was checking her out.
"Never mind," the punk girl added as Caitlyn went to go flirt, and she decided to go to do her own thing.
Sam saw Tucker go to the snack table, leaving her to see Danny with Jen.
The music soon turned soft as everyone on the floor coupled up and held other tightly. Danny noticed Jen was quickly giving him a look as she blushed.
"You wanna?" Jen asked as Danny grabbed her hand. The boy had a happy grin on his face.
"Sure," He said before turning to his friends.
"See ya guys later," Danny said before he escorted Jen to the dance floor.
The two held each close as they enjoyed the slow dance. The song was like a guide as the couple moved in sync, at the pace of a turtle. The room seemed imaginary as Jen focused on the ghost boy. After all the excuses, it was nice to have some time together.
Tucker found his way to the snacks with Jude, and the two teens were amazed at the hor d'oeurves presented. Michelle knew how to throw a party. Sam, surprisingly, had found some small corner where she could enjoy things at her own pace. Not that the goth was there for the whole time, as Nikki and Caitlin dragged her out. Socializing was a good thing for the goth girl, especially with people she could talk to. Even though they weren't friends. Yet.
It was a pleasant experience, though not everyone could say the same.
From up above, a particular star quarterback of Casper High was having a ball picking up girls with his looks. He was posing with his pals when he saw a certain raven-haired boy he would take the time to bully every chance and snapped out of the stance, hitting his friends.
"Ow!" Kwan, another football player, said. "What the heck, Dash!"
"That," the blonde jock said, pointing to Danny and Jen.
"So Fenton's here. What's the deal?"
"Why the heck did Michelle invite these losers!?" Dash griped as he noticed Fenton enjoying himself, and his friends were enjoying themselves too.
"I think Michele is cool like that," Kwan said, trying to calm the jock down. "And really, what's the point? He's not bothering us?"
"He's here!"
"Dash, chill. It's just a party."
"A party that loser shouldn't even be invited to!"
As the football players argued, Danny and Jen stepped away from the dance floor as the beat pumped faster with something funky and fresh.
The lovebirds found a couch isolated from most teens that they crashed on. The ghost boy panted a bit as he had never been to one of these things before.
"That was nice," the boy said, gripping the redhead's hand.
"I know something nicer," Jen cooed with bedroom eyes as she leaned in to kiss Danny. The two soon found themselves in another activity of teen dating while attending a party, making out. Though this is arguably something that can happen with any young couple.
This is awesome! No ghosts to ruin the night, and I can spend time with Jen! Danny thought, enjoying the kiss.
Hmmm... a night with Danny. What more can a girl ask for? Jen thought, feeling bliss.
They slowly pulled away in an audible "muah." As they parted, the couple noticed a crowd gathering, some of whom saw the ghost boy.
"Dude, isn't that Fenton?"
"The guy who's parents are ghost hunters?"
"He's got game!"
Jen blushed a bit. She knew she wanted more, but it is too crowded here for her liking.
"Say, Danny," Jen whispered close to the boy's ear.
"What?" He asked, still in a daze from that kiss.
"I want more. How about we find a nice closet or something?"
Danny blushed as Jen dragged him around the house. With luck, they had found a closet down the hall. Promptly checking to see if there was any occupancy. With an empty enclosed space, the girl was surprised to have the boy take the lead and bring her inside. She felt his hand on her back as she wrapped her arms around his.
"Hmmmhmhm. I guess I'm not the only one who wanted to continue," Jen giggled.
She received no verbal answer but found the boy in her life assaulting her lips with fervor.
Their rhythm matched the pace of the music playing. It became needier as the minuscule gap shrunk. Hormone had begun a sling control as Danny licked the entrance of Jen's mouth.
Jen, in compliance, opened, and the two now danced with their tongues as their moans got louder.
But it wasn't long before she he boy's ghost sense went off, sending a chill down his spine.
While the wisp felt like a cold wind, Jen ignored the feeling as she kissed deeper, mistaking the ghost boy's shudder to be of neediness.
She was surprised when the boy parted.
"Where are you going?" The redhead asked with an annoyed tone. "It was just getting good."
"Jen...I...I will be back..uh...bathroom," Danny lied.
As Danny left, Jen had an angry and even hurt look in her eyes at his latest escape.
Going to the bathroom, Danny transformed and saw above Vlad's vultures floating around.
"Seriously!? Can I please get a Night off for once!" Danny shouted as he fired at the birds of prey.
"Not as long as we like to give you trouble," the lead of the wake said. "Get him, boy!"
Raising his fists, Danny charged forward as he aimed with icy energy. He was particularly ticked at the lackeys and their annoying behavior right now.
One sure thing was, the ghost boy was letting loose all his rage.
Dash stormed through the crowd in search of Fenton and his friends. There was no way he could relax while the party held those too low on the social totem pole.
But to his dismay, the boy was nowhere to be found. So he decided to cool down with his favorite thing, basking in being a star quarterback.
He surveyed the area and noticed Caitlin by herself getting punch.
Perfect. The jock thought as he turned on the charm and strutted over.
"Hey there, you like quarterbacks?" the blonde jock said with his usual cocky attitude and smile. He flexed his other arm in a show of his muscle.
Caitlin took the time to admire the muscle, but the jacket covered most of them. Also who, in their right mind, wears a sports jacket at a party?
"Thanks, but I don't think you're the one," the petite blonde politely declined.
"Who says I have to be the one?" Dash asked with the same smile. "Besides, you didn't say you didn't like quarterbacks."
Caitlin took a few steps back. The blonde boy gave off vibes she wasn't comfortable with.
"Listen whoever you are—"
"Dash Baxter, quarterback and king of Casper High," the boy interjected.
"—that's great and all, but you're not my type."
The jock stared in disbelief. He had never heard that statement before or was used to any form of rejection. He gritted his teeth as he stared the girl down.
Caitlin, not afraid of the angry blonde, stood her ground, but the arrival of a certain techno-geek directed things differently.
"Caitlin, is everything ok?" Tucker asked, having noticed she was uncomfortable.
Dash glared at the arrival of the techno-geek, who realized what was going on.
"Foley! What are you doing here?" Dash asked the question like it was an insult to his being.
The boy backed away a bit as the jock stormed close to him. Caitlin, sending trouble, stop in his path.
"Hey, he didn't do anything!" Caitlyn said.
Sure, Tucker isn't her type either, but blonde girl hated bullies.
"He's not supposed to be here!" Dash said.
"Says who?"
"Me! I'm a quarterback, and this loser's a loser!" Dash said as he poked Tucker hard. "What'd ya do to get in? Bribe Michelle?"
"Who do you think I am?" Tucker asked, offended at the statement.
"Don't think I didn't at least hear about how you could only get one date, TooFineTuck!"
"Wait, you're TooFineTuck?" Caitlin stared in shock at the techno-geek, who was wincing. There were still painful memories. "How?"
"Well, you see—"
"I went on a date with you! How can you be him?"
"What! I think I'd remember a girl like you," Tucker quipped back.
Dash saw this and laughed.
"This is rich! She dated you, and you were too much of a loser for her to remember!" Dash laughed as he pushed Tucker, making him knock into Caitlyn.
The two separated in shock and shame as Dash, happy with what he did, walked over to some cheerleaders.
"Wow," Sam said in shock as she went to find Danny.
Before Jen or their friends learn of what happened and make things worse. In her mind, at least.
Nikki may not be the best at reading people, but she knew something was up with Jen. The redhead seemed a little angry as she took a bite of _
"Where's your boyfriend?"
"Don't know! He just said he had to take care of something and left as we were making out," the red-headed girl said in a huff.
"Wow, he walked out when you were making out?"
Jen blushed as what she said hit her. Fury or no, that was too much info for her to share.
"Well...I mean—"
"Have you guys seen Danny!?" Sam asked with a worried face.
"What's it to you?" Jen asked suspiciously.
"Guy?" the punk girl said.
"I have...something to tell him."
"Guys?"
"Like what!?" Jen was getting suspicious, but the goth wouldn't have anything to do with her.
"Guys! Isn't that Caitlin crying over there?" Nikki pointed to their friend in another room as she got the girls' attention.
The girls found Caitlin sobbing in a corner by herself with a bag of chips she took from the kitchen. The girl was gorging on them between tears as her mascara messed up.
"Caitlin, what happened?" Jen asked as Nikki looked ready to hit someone.
"Tucker was TooFineTuck!" the blonde girl cried out.
"Hold on. The TooFineTuck? The one who used a fake profile that you went out with?" Nikki asked. "How? You didn't say anything earlier!"
"I think I forgot about him," Caitlin replied, calming down.
"How do you forget about a guy you dated with a bad reputation?" Jen asked, completely bewildered by the statement. Nikki was the same as she stared in disbelief.
"Probably too focused on 'the one,'" the punk girl remarked.
"I mean, I was looking for the one, and a few of the boy I think I walked out on before even talking to them," Caitlin explained.
"I take it you did the same with Tucker?" Nikki asked.
The blonde girl nodded in response.
"I think I know why you don't remember the guy," Jen added. "You didn't do anything to actually have remembered him with."
"You got to be kidding me," the petite blonde whined.
"That's karma for ya," Jen added with a somber tone. "it can really bite you."
The other girls agreed, however, Sam was shocked by the predicament. Tucker and the blonde girl had a date and neither remembered. It seemed too fantastical.
"Is everything alright?" came a voice from behind.
The girls turned around to see their host for tonight, Michelle Lynn Clark. She had a concerned look on her face as she glanced at Caitlin. Sam was shocked even more by the appearance of the girl. She never gave anyone trouble at school and also had the respect of the goth girl because of her maturity. Which was a rarity right now.
"My friend here had a bad experience with a boy," Jen answered. "We're sorting things out."
"It's not just that. I feel bad because this other guy was making things worse," Caitlin said, adding fuel to the fire.
"What guy?" Michelle asked with stern authority.
"I didn't get his name. But he kept asking me if I like quarterbacks."
"Dash Baxter," Michelle's answered one a neutral tone.
"You know him?" Nikki asked.
"Know him? Everyone does. He's the 'star' quarterback at school," the senior said with air quotes. "He thinks he's all that, but he barely ever scores any points. Not to mention, he knows that things will go downhill for him after high school. But does nothing to stop it."
"Wow, that pathetic," Jen commented.
"You have no idea. After he got dropped from the dating program, he begged me for a date, saying how the 'Ladies at the dating service couldn't handle him.' Then the guy couldn't get the tickets for the game and suggested sneaking in. What a fourth-grader."
"That's an insult to fourth-graders," Nikki snarked with a smirk.
"He was such a jerk," Caitlin said.
"What did that oaf do now?" Michelle asked, concern for Caitlyn's state of being.
"He...he...he kept hitting on me and then made fun of Tucker and knocked him into me! I was so embarrassed!" Caitlyn cried.
Michelle heard this and got angrier.
"That's it," Michelle said sternly. "I've had enough. I told Dash I'd invite him if he left that grade school behavior out."
"Hold on," Caitlin said to the senior host as she got out her phone and typed something into it. "First, I gotta do something."
"What?" Michelle asked.
"You'll see," Caitlyn said in a low tone.
Nikki smirked.
"This I gotta see," She said with interest.
The girls soon followed closely, even Sam was invested in how things would turn out. She was so engrossed, the girl forgot she was looking for Danny, who was nearly done with his birds of prey.
Caitlin searches the party for the obnoxious jock as her friends and Michelle followed her. She had found the boy, once again, displaying his "muscles" to some girls. It was working as much as last time as they seemed disinterested.
Ok, time to work it. The girl thought as she walked to the boy.
"Hello again, cutie," she said with a voice full of sugar.
"Do I know you?" Dash replied, dumbfounded.
Caitlin couldn't believe the boy didn't remember her. Given that he hitters on her, the girl was insulted, but kept a straight face.
"I'm the one who liked quarterbacks," the blonde girl with a sweet smile and batting eyelashes.
"Oh yeah, I remember," the boy said, but it was hard to tell if he meant it.
"You have big muscles," Caitlyn cooed.
"Uh, huh..."He said as he showed off.
"Mind if you show me?" Caitlin cooed.
"Sure thing, babe."
Dash flexed his arm again and showed no real change. His sleeve covered his arm muscles too much to give any description, but that didn't stop anything.
"Ooooh! How strong and muscle-y. Can you show with an arm wrestle?"
Dash seemed confused, but the girl's charm disarmed what little brain cells he used. He walked her to a table away from everyone and laid his arm down.
"Ready?" Caitlyn asked.
"Ready," the jock shrugged.
Dash grabbed Caitlin's hand as he let her pin it down. After a count of counting with a cute voice, the jock showed off by lifting his hand. Or tried to as it couldn't move. Soon the rude boy found himself using his whole body in attempting to raise his hand while Caitlin pinned it down with her own two.
"Hey! Hey, let me go!" Dash said in vain. He was befuddled, astounded, and socially frightened at the petite girl's strength.
Sam watched in a similar mixture of emotions as she saw Dash Baxter, the star quarterback of the football team, being held in his place by a little girl.
"I don't believe it," the goth girl said as a small smile formed on her face.
Meanwhile, the quarterback was still struggling. He panicked as he surveyed the surroundings, making sure no one saw. With luck, no one besides the teens was there, but it couldn't last forever. Even worse, Michelle was glaring daggers at him. This night would no end well.
"I don't think anyone would take you seriously if they saw you like this," Caitlin asked with a stern and innocent tone. "Especially the other jocks and schools."
"Uh-huh."
"Then I take it you'll listen to me?"
"Uh-huh."
"Good. Now you're gonna leave Tucker, Danny, and Sam alone got it?"
This night would definitely not end well.
"Why would I do that?" Dash gave a surly face, despite the situation.
"Because if you don't," Caitlin continued as she pointed to Tucker, who had his PDA out. "I'll put the video Tucker is going to send me on the website. And he'll back it up and have copies of his own."
"You wouldn't dare," Dash said with a threatening tone.
Tucker stared back, he didn't blink.
"I. Would," the techno-geek replied, and Dash gritted his teeth.
"Fine," the quarterback conceded as he was released from his prison. But he gave his new "warden" some dead eyes.
"Good," the blonde girl said with a smile, unaffected by the boy.
"Now get out," Michelle said with glee as she pointed to the door.
"But-but..."
"Out!" Michelle said again with a sterner and louder tone.
This time, Dash left, his back hunched over as he walked out with everyone watching. Including the rest of the football team and cheerleaders.
"You're gonna pay for this, Fenton," Dash mumbled before exiting.
After the door closed, Caitlin walked over to Tucker, who smiled at the footage he recorded. The boy noticed his new blonde friend informs and put down his PDA.
"So, we actually did go on a date," Tucker said slowly.
"Yeah...if you want to call it that," Caitlin said with an apologetic look.
"Caitly, I-"
"Sorry for walking out on our date."
"Don't be. I wouldn't have been the best date. I only got one person for a second date. And even then, we still haven't scheduled anything."
"Was she the one?"
"I don't know. I mean, she was my perfect ten."
"Lucky. I didn't have that. I barely got any second dates."
Caitlin pouted as the music went on. Tucker felt terrible for the girl. She wasn't bad, sure her standards were probably set too high, but she was a nice person.
He noticed the mood returning to a Jordan elevated sense of joy and had an idea.
"You wanna dance?"
"After everything that happened?" Caitlin asked. "Even after finding out I pretty much left you after only taking a look and —"
"Listen," Tucker butted in with a hand in front of him. "I said it before, I wasn't the best guy. Heck, I should've changed my profile. But that doesn't mean we didn't become friends."
The petite blonde girl smiled. The tech-loving boy was right.
"Yeah, friends," the blonde girl said.
That is when Danny came back.
"Hey, what'd I miss?" Danny asked as Jen gave him a sour look. "Sorry, I—"
"Dude! You missed Dash getting owned by Caitlin before getting kicked out!" Jude exclaimed with laughter. "It was awesome!"
"Seriously!?" the ghost boy exclaimed. He was going to lay a world of pain the next time the vultures bothered him. The sight would have been cathartic for the boy after a whole year of torture.
"It was awesome!" Sam said with a smile, a clear indication of truth.
"Why did I have to miss that!?"
"Probably because you had something else to do," Jen said with a frown.
The others, knowing where this was going, backed away to give the couple room. Everyone went their separate ways, though this time, Sam went with Caitlin.
Danny and Jen looked to each other as the music was pumped through the halls.
"Well?" the red-haired teen asked.
"I-I'm sorry," the ghost boy said with an apologetic face. "But-well
"Look, I'm sorry I left as we were making out. I shouldn't have done that. Jen, Let me make it up to you," Danny said with a hand out. "I don't want to make you angry. You matter to me."
After a moment, Jen was happy to hear those words. She wasn't going to let him off the hook but figured punishment can come after the party.
"Ok," the redhead replied with a smile.
Besides, the girl couldn't stay mad forever, and the two decided it was best to go back where they left off before enjoying more of the party.
Meanwhile, Vlad was in his mansion, talking to his heated and bruised up lackeys.
"And you're sure about this?" the mayor asked.
"Definitely. All we saw was the ghost boy, and that's it," the lead replied.
Vlad, happy with the news, wore an evil grin.
"Then, this should help things along. Now I just have to see what I can do to make it happen."
Looks like Danny's having a time with ghosts and girls. Wonder what Vlad is up to? It will never be good, but that is always obvious. Two chapters! One day! Yay!
Special Thanks! to Flower Princess11 for all her help!
Special Thanks! to Starlord master for seven consecutive reviews!
Reviews:
Luiz4200: Yeah, but can you expect Jonesy to keep his act together?
qazse: The teens will interact more with Sam and Tucker, so they'll have more time here.
61394: Lol! Yeah! I wonder if he dated Jazz in this universe during the service.
Drakonslayer21: No problem.
UltraPhantom: You have a point, I admit, but that doesn't justify how he's trying to kill Jack and take Maddie. Not to mention the cloning and attempted killing of Danny.
SonicMax: Thanks!
DJ Rodriguez: Struggles and problems are always around. Sadly, they are not over for the ghost boy.
Jebest4781: Very.
williamescobar608: No puedo hablar por todos, pero Sam mejorará. con algo de ayuda. (I can't speak for everyone, but Sam will get better. with some help.)
Dreams Come True 996: Thanks! Answers-1: Yep. 2: Hard to say, but I have a feeling, jack would think it was platonic for some reason. 3: Reactions would vary. 4: Honestly, with stereotypes, they are wrong in general, negative or positive. 5:Uhhhh...Can't pinpoint it. 6: There were girls, but there was no disappointment. 7: You'll see. I have some in my mind forming for this site. 8: Videogames, anime, movies, music, my cat, food, and other stuff. 9: Japanese, Spanish, Irish, Italian, German, and probably more. 10: Hmmm...to many to properly choose.
KorevainsoLightshire: Jude does have some insight from time to time.
Jay The Average Fanboy: Hard to say, though I think as time passes on, Danny will find more to add to his look.
nightmaster000: well, now they know.
Khy Dragon(Guest): No Problem.
Gdog90(Guest): Thanks! As for Jen, not yet.