EPISODE SIX "What You Want"

Danny and Tucker were out for some 'Male Bonding' time, leaving me alone. Well, not really. I was usually surrounded with well-paid nurses that freaked out every time I sneezed. What a way to spend a Friday... I hated being sick. I mostly slept, but I did start season four of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I had no idea what they were doing, even though I'm sure they told me at some point. I was just too wiped out to remember. Later, I received a message from Tucker. <Danny has a new ghost power!>
<Sweet! Can he multiply or something?>
<No, It's a ray-thing. This ghost appeared while we were down at the flea market and he was all like PEW PEW!>
<Aww. Too bad I missed it. I've always wanted to go to the flea market, but my parents never let me. I would've come If I wasn't so sick.>
<Are you too sick to come to the football game tomorrow?>
<I'll never be healthy enough for that.>
<Danny's gonna be there!> I thought for a minute. I hadn't spent a weekend with Danny for a while.
<Oh, Fine then!>
<And you say that he's 'just a friend'.>
<HE IS! I'm going back to sleep.>
< ;-P >
<Eye roll.> I shut my computer and plugged it in, then slid it onto my desk. I promptly fell asleep.

EPISODE FIVE "Splitting Images" pt.3

Danny walked toward Dash, who was pounding the heck out of the soda machine. "C'mon! Gimmie my soda!" Then he did something I couldn't comprehend.
"Hey, lemme help ya out there, pal!" He fixed the machine from the inside, and the can came rolling out. Dash gulped it down in a chug.
"Thanks, Fenton." He crushed the can in one hand.
"Hey, no problemo!" What was going on here? I was sensing not Danny.
"What, are you goin' through puberty?" Seriously, does this happen to boys? I hadn't ever really known a pubescent boy before. I would ask Tucker, but if he had already gone through it I felt really bad for him. Me and Tuck looked at each other, as if agreeing that this was uber-weird.
"Uh, y'know, I'm a little tight on quarters. Think you can get a few more sodas for me and my pals?'
"Heh,he. You betcha!" So...not only was he abusing his powers, now he was using them to help Dash?  And steal. Definetly not Danny. A mother load of sodas rolled out of the vending machines.
"Danny! That's stealing!" Danny loaded his arms with the pop cans.
"Well, I'm sure that poor kid lost more than his fair share of quarters to the...vicious bullies of this school. It's time somebody evened the score." I finally understood the individual words of his sentences, but they made even less sense. Either Danny was a really good actor, or something else wasn't. Danny tossed a can to every kid he passed in the hallway. "Hey, everybody! Egg creams on me!" Kwan caught his can.
"I don't know what the heck an egg cream is, but thanks!"
"Well, this is new."

EPISODE FIVE "Splitting Images" pt.2

I walked up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Easy, Danny. Take it easy." I could feel him relax as he sighed.
"You're right, Sam." Damn straight! "I-" He was pelted with sandwich toppings. He was really scary when he was angry. I'd have to take note of that. The jocks walked out, laughing.
"Enjoy your sandwich, neighbor!" Danny sprang up from his seat and removed the bun from his head.
"THAT'S IT!" If he was any angrier, his eyes would be flaming. Tucker smirked.
"Hmm. I wonder how Dash would feel if he had a frog in his throat." No! Don't encourage him! He was the good guy!
"Or twelve!" He looked at the box of frogs. "In his pants!"
"Oh, no!" I picked up the box and held it away from Danny protectively. "You're not gonna exploit innocent amphibians for some juvenile revenge scheme!" He stared blankly at me. I stared back. His eyes flashed green as he smiled evilly. My box had become intangible, as well as the frogs inside. It passed through my hands, even as I lunged for it. Damn! It and Danny became invisible. Me and Tucker ran after him, for much different purposes.

EPISODE FIVE "Splitting Images" pt.1

 I had three whole boxes of posters and buttons that my grandmother helped me with and the latest technology in robotic frogs. I love my grandma because she supports me, unlike my parents.  She also dropped them off at school for me. They were heavy, so I got Danny and Tucker to help me carry them. "So, why exactly are we breaking our backs here, Sam?" I got a better grip on my box.
"Frog's rights! We have to stop dissecting frogs in our school biology labs. And at today's assembly, I'm going to demonstrate a humane alternative." I held up my box so that the boys could see what was written on the label.
"I can't believe it's not a frog cadaver?" I put it down and opened the flaps wide enough to grab one of them. I switched it on.
"RRRRRRRRRIB! PLEASE REMOVE MY DETACHABLE THREE-CHAMBERED HEART. RRRRRRRRRRIB!" Danny's dubious expression was interrupted by his ghost-sense. The box he was holding fell to the floor and violently opened itself. Here we go again. A green mist blew a frog right onto Tuckers face. He struggled to pry it off as the mist formed...
THE BOX GHOST! Dun dun duuuuunn!
"Oh, great. Him again." Danny wasn't afraid. Annoyed, as anyone in their right mind should be.

"I AM THE BOX GHOST," He waved his hands all ... spooky-like. "AND I WILL HAVE MY CORRUGATED CARDBOARD VENGEANCE!" Danny engaged him while I struggle to get the over-sized metal frog off of Tucker's face.

EPISODE FOUR "Attack of the Killer Garage Sale" pt.3

I followed the floating stuff, and Tucker ran to Danny's house to grab the Thermos. He came running back in a couple minutes. "Sam! I've got the Fenton Thermos! You know, Danny's really gotta start carrying this in some sort of lunch box." The appliances floated through an open window on the second floor of a house. By the booming music, I assumed that there was a party going on... I think it was Dash's house.
"Everything is gravitating here  to Dash's house. Looks like whatever fun Danny's having will come to an end soon." Something hit the concrete. Looked like the fun had already started. Before I could register, Danny went flying and hit a brick wall behind us. It cracked.
"Hi Sam. Hi Tuck. Glad you could make it." Danny said weakly before sliding to the street. He must've hit it pretty hard because he was out. Okay, starting to freak out a bit. Me and Tucker looked in the direction Danny came flying from. A giant robot the size of the buildings surrounding it squeezed through the alley.
"I am Technus! Master of technology, and destroyer of worlds." I highly doubted this guy could hold a candle to Zool, that guy from Ghostbusters. "Behold my awesome electronic fury! Who's your Daddy?" Not the guy with a clothes dryer for a bellybutton. Danny must've woken up because he flew into action and punched the metal hunk as hard as he could. Yeah! You go, kid! He simply bounced off and grabbed his hand in pain. Now I was really scared. How were we gonna beat this thing? Danny came back and booted it, but it didn't budge. He started punching it really quickly, and the metal made really high-pitches pings that sorta sounded like a song. Technus lifted his arm and slapped Danny downward. He slammed the concrete in front of it. I would've cringed if  I wasn't so sour about his partygoing.

EPISODE FOUR "Attack of the Killer Garage Sale" pt.2

After I pretty much slid the garage sale from outside to inside the garage, I headed home. Thankfully, we had hired more maids recently and I didn't have to clean anything more. I was done cleaning for today. I kind of sat around watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer for a couple hours, distracting myself from the fact that Danny wouldn't be coming, and waited for Tuck the Great Deserter to show up. Around Eight I called the pizza place and the doorbell rang before I could finish the call. I opened the door and let Tucker inside. "Right. That's two medium, one pepperoni and one veggie. Put it on my tab." Pepperoni was Danny's favourite... I shut the door and hung up the phone. "Hey Tucker."
"I hope they hustle. I'm starved." The doorbell rang again. Greasy ginger hair poking out from underneath the uniform cap, followed up with acne and braces and was the nicest person under thirty that I knew. It was Nate. He really was getting quicker and quicker.
"Here's your pizza, Sam." He passed over the two boxes.
"Thanks, Nate." I handed him a tip.
"Ten bucks! Thanks, Sam." He walked back to his moped. I shut the door.
"You tipped the guy a ten spot?" QUICK COVER-UP GO!
"Whoops! Sorry, I thought it was a one. C'mon, w-we're watching movies downstairs!" I carried the pizza and Tucker followed. I could almost hear his jaw go slack when he came into the line of sight of the wall-size flatscreen and video-gaming systems.
"This is your downstairs?!?" I set the pizzas down beside the popcorn machine.
"What? Too much?" Tucker gaped like a kid in a candy shop.
"Uhhhh huhhh..." He smiled like a kid in a candy shop realizing that it was national free-candy day. He started walking around to get the full view.
"I know, I shoulda told you and Danny this a long time ago, but my family's kinda...filthy rich. Weird, huh?" I wish Danny was here. We would have so much more fun. Me and Tucker didn't really connect like me and Danny.
"WHOA! Time out. You're loaded?"
"My great-grandad Izzy was an inventor. He invented that machine that twirls cellopane around deli toothpicks?" I made a twirling motion with my finger. Tucker jumped into one of the red lazyboys excitedly.
"You're the deli-toothpick-cellophane-twirling heiress? No way!" Funny. Now that I think about it, I'm the heiress and I don't like meat at all.
"L-look, if this is too much for you, we can do something else." I opened the pizza box. Tucker's smile widened.
"Are you kidding!?!" I did the honours and started up the blu-ray player. I wondered if Danny had made it to the party yet... I hoped he was having a good time. Without his best friends. At least Tucker was easily entertained by new and shiny technology. I asked him which one he wanted to see, but he just stared in awe, happily chewing popcorn one piece at a time. The player remained on until it went to sleep and eventually turned off.

EPISODE FOUR "Attack of the Killer Garage Sale" pt.1

I had just opened up my email when Danny's frantic IM came through. <Dash was in my house! He was hitting on my sister. And he was close to hitting me!> I quickly typed to reply.
<You should've kicked him out!>
<How? He picked me up off the ground when I accidentally fell through the table! And besides, Jazz would kill me if I ruined another one of her thesis'.>
<Be sure to wipe off everything he touched. You wouldn't want to catch the stupid. I hear it's passed on by sweat...Lol.>
<My Dad's working on a ghost-vaccuum cleaner. He calls it the Fenton Weasel. He managed to clog it with the Thermos. And I somehow managed to open the portal and release "TECHNUS". Then I vacuumed him up and exploded the Weasel on everything. >
<Sounds fun. Well, I should be going. You should probably work on that paper due next week. If you finish it now, you won't worry later.>
<Yeah, yeah.>
<See you tomorrow.> Well, a girl has to try. If he could keep his grade up he wouldn't always be in detention during our free period. Just some of the time. Trouble always manages to find him, whether it's actually his fault or not. I checked all of my emails, mostly spam. I finished writing up my history essay and cranked my Ipod.
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The next school day was pretty uneventful. Luckily, Danny didn't have to stay after school today, so we met up at the Nasty Burger. Despite the name, they actually had pretty good salads. Of course Tucker loved the greasy, artery clogging 'goodness'. I could barely stand the smell. After we had finished discussing tutoring and "Rainforest Demolisher" (which was a terrible movie, by the way), we proceeded to plan our weekends. "I say we go bowling Friday night. We never go bowling." Danny continued to mope. I'm pretty sure it was about grades, but I didn't want to pry until he was ready to tell us.
"Yeah, That's because bowling sucks." Tucker clasped his hands and began to plead.
"Come on, just this once! I'll buy you a salad or something." I was so very tired of bowling. I bowled with my grandma every other night.
"Fine! We'll go. So, Saturday night plans. I say we hit the amusement park. I hear the new roller coaster has a free-fall that'll take three years off your life expectancy." Tucker held up a hand.
"No way. It costs forty bucks just to get in there," Not a problem. For me, anyway. "Not to mention food and stuff." Always with the food. Danny still hadn't said a word.
"Hey. If you're tapped out, I can lend you the cash."
"'Lend' means 'repay'. And 'repay' is out of my reach. Right Danny?" Danny paid no attention. He was staring longingly... "Danny? Hello?" I followed Danny's gaze to see Dash handing out invites. He handed one to Paulina Danny sighed.
"Great. It's the hottest party of the whole school year and Paulina's going and I'm not, again." In the long run, parties really weren't that important.
"I don't understand what you see in her." Danny looked at me.
"Are you kidding? She's only like, perfectly flawless." Yeah...right. Because being shallow wasn't in any way a flaw. Paulina ordered something at the counter, probably being too specific. It was the Nasty Burger, not Subway.
"You're right. She's a goddess." I said that with a hint of sarcastic venom.
"Why don't we get invited to the really cool parties? We got style, charm, good looks! At least I do, anyway." I wonder if he knew he was kidding himself.
"Dream on. On the social circuit, we're as invisible as Danny in his ghost-mode. Not that it'll matter five years from now, but...we have each other, right?" Dash's meaty hand slapped a card into Danny's face.

"Here! Your sister made me invite you." Me and Tucker looked at him, expectantly. My first actual party! Dash poked Danny in the chest. "Just you. Show up, shut it, go home, and nobody gets hurt." The crap end of the stick. As Dash left, Danny smiled excitedly. I was glad that he got to go... but I felt pretty left out. I'm sure Tucker had it worse. His ego was the size of his glasses. Random people said hey as the walked by. Even Paulina said she'd see him Saturday. Danny had a gaping expression.
"I... I'm invited! I'VE ARRIVED!" He hugged the invite against his chest. There went our plans.
"Swell. Send us a postcard from popularity-ville."
"I will!" Danny ran out excitedly. We sat in awkward silence for a minute. Since Danny was gone, I really had no reason to stick around.
"See ya, Tuck." I said in a hopefully not-as-dissapointed-as-I-really-was tone.
"Yeah. See ya." He sounded how I felt. I grabbed my spider-backpack and walked home.