A/N: It's Sammy's turn! I find Sammy the hardest of the girls to write for some reason, so let me know if you feel like she feels off somehow. Other than that, make sure you comment/review! I love reading what you guys have to say.

Sammy certainly had strange ideas for dates. That was what ran through Danny's mind as he led his red-headed spy girlfriend into the basement at Fentonworks. "You sure THIS is how you want to spend your 'all about you' day?" Danny asked, looking to her. Following his dates with Star and Kim, he figured he'd make sure each of the girls got a day that they were his only focus, even if it was unofficial.

"Of course! I'm really interested in what you and your parents have made, Danny. You and I make fun of doomsday weapons enough that I'd love to hear your thoughts on the equipment you guys use." Sammy said, smiling at him.

"Fine, fine. I just figured you'd rather… I don't know, go to a museum or an art gallery or something." Danny said guiding her to the assembly bench for all their equipment.

"Maybe a good idea for a date later, but what I really want is time that's just me and you, no one else, not even the public." Sammy said, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek. "It seems like we never get one on one time. Even when I'm the only girlfriend in the room, Alex or Clover are there too."

"They are your best friends." Danny said, happily wrapping his arm around her waist as she moved to sit on one of the stools. "They might be worried about me taking advantage of you."

"Nope, I think they're just jealous." Sammy said with a teasing grin. "Clover's the boy crazy one, she's really not taking Casper's lack of cute guys well."

"There's a reason even our two most popular girls are single." Danny said as he rolled his eyes. "Kwan wouldn't be too bad if he could get out from under Dash's thumb."

"You've mentioned him a few times. Were you guys friends at some point?" Sammy asked, looking at him.

"Yeah. All of us grew up together, all of us in the same school. I was in the same class as Paulina, Star, Dash, Kwan, and Valerie all through elementary school. Dash was always kind of a jerk, but not as bad as what he became. Kwan though used to be really nice, kind of dorky and awkward, but a good guy under all of that. When they started the pee-wee football team though, he and Dash got close because they REALLY liked it. After that… he was still Kwan, but he was different. More distant from the rest of us. Then middle school came, and popularity mattered. Kwan stopped hanging out with us, no more game nights, no more shooting hoops at the park. He barely spoke to us." Danny explained, obviously a little put out by it still. "Valerie and Star later explained that Paulina and Dash had gotten it in their heads from some of the older popular kids that popularity was all that mattered. You had to be a certain way, be around certain people, have certain hobbies."

"God, she sounds like Mandy." Sammy said with an exaggerated eye roll.

"Kim would say she sounds like Bonnie, who fit RIGHT in with that crowd when Casper and Middleton joined together." Danny said with a chuckle. "Guess we should be glad Mandy didn't somehow come with you guys, we'd have three Queen Bees fighting for dominance."

"I'd pay to see it if I didn't think Mandy would win." Sammy said as frustration filled her voice. "Paulina managed to beat Bonnie, but I feel like Mandy would have gotten the upper hand over both of them."

"What gives you that impression?" Danny wondered.

"Mandy had more competition in Beverly Hills and STILL came out on top. She's got money, influence, and as much as I hate to say it, good looks. Paulina has those as well, but NOT to the degree Mandy does." Sammy said. "She's got an annoying voice, but she's somehow WEAPONIZED it. No one ever called her on it, and not a single boy ever complained about it. I had a guy complain about MY voice!" Sammy growled in frustration at that, but was calmed down when Danny kissed her cheek.

"If it makes you feel any better, I think your voice is gorgeous." Danny said, tightening his grip around her waist.

"It does." Sammy smiled, leaning into him more.

"So, gorgeous. What do you want to learn about first?" Danny asked as he turned her to look at the wall of Fenton anti-ghost products.

"What's your favorite?" Sammy asked as she looked at them.

"Well, I get the most use out of the thermos." Danny said as he pulled down the display model, and tapped the desk, revealing that it had a screen built in. He made a few gestures as he made his way through some menus, revealing the design documents for the Fenton Thermos.

"So, Mr. Expert, how does it work?" Sammy asked, smiling at her boyfriend.

"So, something you might not know is exactly how malleable a ghost's form is. Technically every ghost is capable of temporarily altering their form to nearly any shape, although a lot of it is in visualization. This stores ghosts by forcing them to resize inside of the container, and holds them in by an ectoplasmic containment field. Being inside feels like getting squished a bit. Uncomfortable, but not painful." Danny explains giving the basic rundown.

"I take it you know by experience?" Sammy asked.

"Yeah. Technus said that I should experience being trapped in it so I know exactly what I subject the ghosts I trap to, so that way if it was a painful experience, I had context for what it was like. Getting sucked in is pretty frightening, even if you know you'll come out of the other end fine, it still feels like you're getting pulled into a woodchipper or something. Once you're inside, it's cramped and claustrophobic. Your body adapts to the size, but not quite enough. It's like getting shoved in a locker. The walls are too tight, and it seems like no matter how much you thrash you can't get out." Danny said, tossing and catching the thermos a few times. "The sucking action is a release of ectoplasm-enhanced gravitons, which is how the ghost zone islands have gravity. This is somewhat like a mini-black hole, but obviously not nearly as dangerous."

"Don't you guys have a ghost vacuum? Does it also work like that?" Sammy asked.

Danny swiped through the screen again pulling up the schematics for the Fenton Ghost Weasel, which he also pulled from the display. "Nope, the ghost weasel, and no, I don't think it looks like a weasel either, works like a normal vacuum with it's suction. It uses VERY high intensity fan motors to create suction, it moves air like no one's business, and has a ghost capture container inside like the thermos, that part is pretty similar between the pair."

"Why do you have two different versions then? Obviously the thermos is better if it's the one you use all the time, and from the design documents, the Weasel was made AFTER the thermos already proved effective." Sammy asked, gesturing to the dates on the Thermos and Weasel pages.

"I have no idea. I think Mom might have just wanted a new vacuum and told Dad to make one that could suck up ghosts so she could take the ghost parts out and have a normal vacuum." Danny said with a shrug. "As it is, the ghost Weasel is actually TOO strong to be a vacuum cleaner. So if Mom wants it to be a household vacuum she'll need to make some significant changes. As of now, it's an emergency button for if a ghost comes through the portal while someone is in the lab." Danny said, shrugging.

"Why not the Thermos in that case?" Sammy asked.

"The ghost Weasel in an confined space like this is technically more effective." Danny said. "It moves so much air that it starts pulling other stuff that can push the ghosts in, the Thermos ONLY sucks up ghosts."

"What happens if it sucks up something that isn't a ghost?" Sammy asked, looking at the plans for the device.

"Nothing good." Danny said, remembering his first meeting with Technus that was caused by the ghost weasel being too overzealous in sucking up everything in the lab. "As a more serious answer, we have a bag for things a normal vacuum might pick up, and anything bigger…. Well it has a reverse function… and we have the Fenton Unclogger."

"Ooh, what's that?" Sammy asked, her eyes sparkling as she tried to find it in the archives.

"Classified." Danny said.

"What do you MEAN it's classified?" Sammy asked incredulously.

"It's classified. You're a spy, you should know what that means." Danny said with a smirk.

"I'm a spy! I'll find out." Sammy said with a smirk of her own.

"Good luck. Technus doesn't even know what the Fenton Unclogger is." Danny chuckled, giving her a somewhat evil look.

"WHY DOESN'T TECHNUS KNOW?" Sammy screamed, now more confused than ever.

"Classified." Danny smirked again.

Sammy put a pout on her face, and Danny simply found it adorable. He leaned in and kissed her, wrapping both arms around her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "You're lucky you're cute." Sammy said as she pulled away from the kiss for a moment, leaning her forehead against his.

"I'm glad you think so, I don't know if my ego could handle it if you didn't." Danny said with a chuckle, enjoying the closeness and intimacy between them. The feeling of her skin under his hands was electric, something that reminded Danny just how lucky he was that he had someone who loved him this much, who wanted to be with him and wanted him to hold them like this. Then that feeling multiplied as he remembered that he had four such girls.

"I'm sure Ember would be happy to stroke your ego for you." Sammy said, her green-eyes locking onto Danny's as she smiled at him.

"If Ember had it her way it wouldn't be my ego she was stroking." Danny said with some rolled eyes.

"She's pushing for that again?" Sammy asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Nothing I would consider pushing. Lewd jokes and innuendo, that kind of thing." Danny said with a sigh.

"You could say yes, you know. I wouldn't get mad." Sammy said as she looked at him.

"I don't think I'm ready. You and Kim haven't really said you are either, and if we take this step, I want to make sure we're all on board for it." Danny said, looking at her lovingly. "I don't want anyone getting special treatment, that means that if I do something with one of you, I have to be capable of doing it with all of you, barring preferences."

"Preferences?" Sammy asked.

"Let's say that, I don't know we're out to dinner and you want to share a milkshake, but Kim would never want to do that. That would be a preference thing, since while sharing something like that is a kind of romantic thing, it isn't something everyone wants." Danny said, hoping his example was good enough. It was a weird thing, since Danny wasn't huge on sharing drinks with people anyway. His mind stopped at that as he realized he swapped spit with his girls regularly, but wouldn't want to drink after them. Kissing is weird now that he thought about it.

Didn't mean he'd stop though.

"Makes sense I suppose. I'm sure later on some of the girls will be interested in trying things that I don't care as much for." Sammy said with a shrug as she leaned into him some more.

Danny tightened his grip on her as she leaned into him, enjoying the moment. "I'm still just making this up as I go along. Never had a girlfriend before Kim and Star sprung this on me, so I really have no idea what I'm doing." He said, chuckling nervously at himself.

Sammy swiveled, pulling him into her and pressing her lips against his, their mouths moving in concert as their tongues wrestled playfully. The kiss was deep, passionate, and an expression of the deep love they held for each other. Sammy pulled away with a somewhat dopey smile. "You're doing a good job. I never really had a long-term boyfriend before you, but I can say you make me happier than any guy I'd ever had before you. Even if you aren't my usual type."

Danny quirked his eyebrow. "What is your usual type then?" He wanted to know, but simultaneously he was very nervous. Could he handle if he wasn't what Sammy wanted? He loved her. He loved her a lot, and would be devastated if she didn't love him.

"Before you… well I had a thing for bad boys. I don't know why, but they just did something for me." She said, before locking eyes with Danny. "I prefer you though. You make me feel things no other guy ever has. I feel loved, and cherished, and respected. You don't feel intimidated by me being smarter than you, you don't look at other girls when you're with me, other girlfriends excluded, and even though I'm sharing you, I've never once felt like you've shown favoritism. You're a great boyfriend Danny. I love you."

Danny could only smile, his anxieties still present, but eased somewhat by her words. "I love you too, Sammy."

She grinned at him. "How about we head up to your room and push some limits? I'm not ready for clothes to come off… but maybe something else?"

"Far be it from me to disagree." Danny said, as he scooped her into his arms and carried her bridal style up the stairs.