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.

EPISODE THREE 'One of a Kind' pt.3

As Tucker got back up off the floor, he realized that his glasses were off. He felt around on the floor, but couldn't find them. His PDA also laid on the floor, undamaged. The ghost picked it up. "That technology is so sleek, so...advanced." The ghost looked at the hunk of computerized metal protruding out of his arm, then back at the PDA. "Hmm...I wonder..." He ripped off the old circuit board and replaced it with the PDA. Tucker found his glasses just in time to see the wires of the two interconnect.
"HEY! I've got three more payments on that!" The ghost looked at Tucker, then back-handed him easily across the room.
"Marvelous." The ghost was admiring his new software. Danny flew into action, just in time for the ghost to blast him with a green ray. I watched Danny fly backward and slam against the wall. His hands and feet were bound with the same green energy that was around my mouth last night. Well that's just fantastic. As if this guy weren't already a bother as it is.
"Way to go Tucker. You just made the bad guy more bad!" Tuck was still kneeling on the floor.
"How was I supposed to know my PDA was ghost-compatible?"
"Say goodbye to this world, child!" The ghost pointed his fist toward Danny. His arm started ringing like it did to tell Tucker to check the schedule. The ghost checked his arm. "What? Fly to library to get a book on the eating habits of the purple back gorilla?" The ghost's jet wings popped out involuntarily. He started to blast off. "No! Stop! The hunt is not over!" The ghost turned intangible and flew through the ceiling. Danny's binds disappeared.
"What happened?" I helped Danny up. He rubbed the back of his head.
"Who cares? At least I got a minute to relax and figure this out."
"Danny, where are you? Somebody here wants to meet you!" We looked up to where the voice was emanating.
"ACK! MY ROOM!" He became intangible and flew through the ceiling. Me and Tuck decided to get the heck out of there and let Danny explain himself for once.

EPISODE THREE "One of a Kind" pt.2

"There he is. Sampson. So...gifted. So...majestic!" I peered through the binoculars I was holding. I'd just ordered them yesterday.

"Sam, we've been watching the gorilla scratch his but for... how long?" Tucker yawned.

"Six hours." Danny yawned as well.

"Time flies when you're majestically scratching your but." Didn't they get it?

"It's only a matter of time before you find out something about Sampson nobody's ever learned!" Sampson ate something he pulled out of his fur. "You should try to go communicate with him!" I put down the binoculars and turned around. Danny was fast asleep on the ground. "Great. Tucker, you're his manager, could you-" Tucker was also asleep. He yawned and hugged Danny like a teddy bear. They were both cuddling. "I'll do it. But first..." I pulled out my camera and snapped a photo. I was supposed to be taking gorilla pictures, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity. "Boys hugging makes every yearbook funny."

I went down the stairs of the observation post and walked over to Sampson's dome. He ran over to the left side of the cage and started freaking out. "What is it, you wondrous being?" He ran over to me and started pointing to the left. "Is...something wrong?" He started pulling on the door. "You want out?" I knew it. How could any animal like being in a cage? I sure wouldn't. I ran over and hit the giant green button that said 'open'. You'd think they'd lock the controls up. The gorilla immediately ran off to the left. I heard a scuffle... what the heck? I saw something fly toward the observation post and crash through the window. I ran up the steps and saw a...robot? Ghost? Something in between. The boys were still asleep. "Ohmygosh!" The...thing... fired something at me and I screamed. It covered my mouth and I couldn't get it off.

Hello, READERS!

So...
This is a total fan-girl site. I love Danny Phantom and constantly wonder what it would be like to be Sam. This is pretty much entertainment so I can watch the same episodes over and over and not get as bored with them. I'll do the episodes in order, but some episodes that don't involve Sam very much could be really short or skipped all together.

Sorry if there is delay between posts. I don't have all the time in the world like Clockwork does.
PS> Sorry if I don't understand some stuff. I am Canadian and don't actually know how Illinois is supposed to be pronounced. I always assume the french pronunciation.

Like with 'foyer', in Canada we say 'foyay'.

So seriously, if I totally butcher something, let me know so I can fix it. Seriously.

EPISODE THREE "One of a Kind" pt.1

Sometimes I got a little jealous of Danny's ghost-ness. He pretty much had a ghost radar and he could fly, while we could easily lose a ghost and take much longer to get places. We had trouble following Danny to the warehouse and almost got lost because the GPS on Tucker's scooter wasn't working. When we finally got there, the fight had already started. We tried to hand Danny the Fenton Thermos, but the fight was taken through a wall. We had to weave around through a maze of boxes outside until we could finally hear the individual words they were speaking. "Okay, could we get this over with? I got a test to study for." Yeah, it was getting late. He was never going to be able to bring his grades up at this rate.
"Study? There will be no time to study, when you find yourself crushed beneath the forgotten possessions of..." The ghost paused for a moment, as if reading. "Elliott Kravitz, of Arlington Heights, Illinois!" I noticed how annoying it was that the Box Ghost over-enunciated everything. It was pronounced Illinoi, not Illinoize. Well, in french anyway.

 The stuff I assumed was previously in the box hit the wall with a clatter. "*Sigh!* I don't have time for this! Hey Tucker, lets go!" We found the door to the room and rather epicly kicked the it in. Tucker spun the thermos on his fingertip before popping of the lid.
"Good night, everybody!" He started the beam and Danny threw the Ghost inside. After a rather dramatic 'NOOOOOOOOOOO!' from the ghost, Tucker put the lid back on with a smile. "Perimeter secure."
"Perimeter secure? What are you, a navy SEAL?" Danny landed on the floor beside Tucker and put up his pointer finger.
"Seals. Aquatic mammals that bark. They're...canines, right?" I had already found the page in the textbook.
"Wrong! That's zero for 21." I closed the book with one hand. Tucker started spinning the thermos on his finger again. The poor ghost inside of there was probably not having as much fun as I did on the Zipper.
"I'm no teacher, but I'm guessing that's an F." Danny looked down to the floor for a second.
"Ugh! Come on, you guys! If you're gonna be superhero sidekicks, you're gonna have to be a little more focused." I don't know about Tuck, but I was pretty focused. He pointed at me. "You're supposed to helping me study for the test tomorrow," He floated back over to Tucker and pointed at him. "And you're supposed to be helping me catch these ghosts so I have time to study!" He threw up his arms in panic. Tucker spun the thermos on his finger again. You'd think he'd be good at basketball...
"What? They're all right here." The thermos landed on the ground with a clang. It beeped. Like the beep it makes when you press the release button. Ghosts started flying out at a break-neck pace.
"HA HA! I am the box ghost! You cannot hold me, within the confines of a cylindrical container!" He made a fake cylinder using his hands, then followed the rest of the ghosts through the walls. After they had gone, Tuck held up his PDA.
"That's weird. According to my schedule, we should be done catching ghosts by now." Danny was fairly annoyed before, but now he just glared.

EPISODE TWO 'Parental Bonding' pt.2

I didn't really have much to do, so I researched some stuff about that amulet. When it came about time to get ready for the dance, I skyped Danny on my laptop."Hey. You ready yet?" I saw Tucker struggling with his bow tie in the background.
 "Tie straight, shirt tucked in, unbreakable ghost fishing line tucked neatly away just in case," He collapsed the fishing rod into his jacket. "What's taking so long with that dragon research, Sam?" I just had to find that website again...
"Alright, Jeez! Here, I'm sending you the link." The boys stared at their screen for a bit.
"That's it!" I heard a click. "Medieval ghostly legend held that the cursed amulet of Aragon could transform any wearer into dragon form under states of extreme emotional distress or anger. That's the amulet I gave to Paulina! It must have accidentally fallen into my backpack! Wait..I'm going on a date with a dragon?" Danny looked worried. I smiled.
"Like I said, looks are decieving. I'm sure you boys will have a wonderful evening." I cut the transmission. Too bad it was only the necklace that was evil. I was hoping Paulina was a ghost in disguise.


I started playing some music. I was about to blast it louder when I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door halfway and peered out to see.. "Tucker? What are you doing here? Where's Valerie?"
"She kinda canceled on me. Do you think we could go together? You know, as...friends?" I was trying really hard to suppress my grin. I...didn't want to go. The dance was a stupid social gathering that was an excuse for a date. I didn't...ah! Who was I kidding?
"Uh...I don't know...This is so last-minute...and I do have...plans, and-"
"Well, I understand if you don't wanna go..."

"Okay! But only because you got stood up! I'll go change into that dumb dress I wasn't gonna wear!" I slammed the door and raced up the stairs as quickly as I could. I don't think I've ever gotten changed that fast before. I actually really liked this dress. It was really goth for my parents...no flowers, no bright colours. I also got my hair done up nice.I was almost too excited to notice that Tucker was acting more like Danny than himself... I rushed back down the stairs as quickly as I could without tripping and opened the door. 


Tucker was turned around, as if talking to somebody. He heard the door open and turned around. A wide grin grew on his face. "Come on, or we're gonna be late!" I grabbed Tucker's hand and dragged him down the steps of my porch. He yelped, but I didn't slow down in the least bit. When we got there, the music had already started. Mr. Lancer was walking around with his copy of 'How to Sound Hip for the Unhip.' I turned around to see Danny and Paulina over by the punch bowl. Danny looked at me for a split second, as if making a quick decision. I turned back to the party.

EPISODE TWO 'Parental Bonding' pt.1

I was looking forward to finding Danny in the crowd at school. He always brought interesting stories about his interesting mornings. And his mock impression of his sister Jazz was hilarious. Sadly, there were no Jazz-related stories. Just about his father ghost fishing. "So, as soon as he leaves to go to the bathroom, the line starts pulling like crazy!" Danny pretends he's pulling on a fishing rod. "And this giant dragon-ghost comes out. It didn't say much, just that it wanted to go somewhere. I hit it a few times and it turned into a medieval woman-ghost. She whined about her 'horrid mummy' not letting her go to a ball. If that dragon was her idea of a costume, I'm on horrid mummy's side." Even though it wasn't really a funny story, it still made my day a little better. Even if if it was about a stupid dance. I smiled. The bell  rang. I started walking to first period, then remembered.
"Good luck on your biology test!" I turned and yelled after Danny. He made an over-exaggerated grimace and I giggled. Tucker hadn't stopped by to chat. I saw him over by the door asking out every girl that passed by. Had to hand it to him, he didn't give up easy. The dance was such a big deal to everyone. My parents had bought me a...Stupid! A stupid dress that I would never wear because I hate dances. In dresses.


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At lunch, I headed outside to meet the boys at our usual table with my salad. Danny was about to take a bite of his sandwich when he noticed me. "Hey." I sat down beside him.
"So how'd the test go?"
"Ah-I... bombed. I got another D. D for Danny." I had always had decent grades without really trying. I didn't actually know all that much, but I was really good at multiple choice. I felt sorta bad for him. I guess I could help him study sometime. Danny took a rather sad bite of his sandwich. I noticed the missing member.
"Where's Tuck?" Danny motioned toward the doors with his head. Underneath the banner that read 'The Big Dance' was Tucker, asking every girl who walked by. Eventually, he moped over to the opposite side of Danny. He sat down and put his head in his hands, frowning.
"Strike three, Tuck?"
"Try strike three-thousand." Danny took another bite.
"I don't know what the big deal is about going to some stupid dance. I don't need to be asked to some dance to know I'm special. I-" The guys were both staring at something, practically drooling.
"What?" They didn't even look away and spoke in unison.
"Paulina..." Paulina put her hands on her hips and looked around snobbishly, probably seeing how many boys were staring like Tuck and Danny were. Chaos erupted as she walked by. Boys walking into each other, crashing bikes into trees. They didn't perceive anything except Paulina. They didn't care.


"Paulina..." I looked at them both. They were zombies. Seriously, dudes?
"Oh please, Paulina? Girls like her are a dime a dozen." Immediately, Danny and Tucker started digging frantically in their pockets for change. 
"How much change you got?" Tucker and Danny were both counting their coins. I'm going to think it again. Seriously, dudes?
"Ah HA HA. Very funny. Just remember, you can't judge a book by its cover." I remember doing that at my parent's  library when I was younger. I started reading Lord of the Rings because of the awesome artwork on the front and found it way too slow (and heavy and thick) for my ten-year old tastes. I'll have to pick that one back up someday. The movies were too mainstream for my tastes, but not many people read the book anymore.
"Well, there's only one way to find out. Go on, Danny. Go to that library and check out that book." Tucker pointed encouragingly to the tree where Paulina sat down with her lunchbox.
"A-i-I can't! I get weak-kneed when I try to talk to cute girls!" He slouched against the table. Oh really?
"Oh. And you have absolutely no problems talking to me." Danny stuttered and tried to come up with an excuse.
"Ah...Eh..."
"Skip it!" I grabbed him under the armpits and lifted him off of the bench. "Go give your weak knees some exercise." That kid really could make use of some heavy endurance training. I lightly pushed him toward Paulina. 

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Onto episode two! I hope I'm doing a decent justice to the stories. They are updatable. If something needs to be changed, comment. Some of these might take longer to do because their transcripts don't exist (yaaaaaaaay). Bear with me.

EPISODE ONE Mystery Meat pt. 3

We were flying and he looked really tired. I wasn't really an expert on ghost physiology, but phasing us through the walls all the time probably took a lot out of him. "Gee, Danny. Fighting meat-monsters, flying through walls. You must be exhausted." 
"What? Of course not. What would...*inhales*give you that idea." His eyes shut, and we fell out of the sky. Asleep, Danny reverted to his plain-old self. After checking that Danny and  I had no new bruises, me and Tucker exchanged a look that said "Yep. He's exhausted." Me and Tucker silently picked our sleeping companion up and proceeded to carry him home.
"So... are you still mad about"
"What do you think!?" I shot him an infuriated glare.Tucker knew to keep his mouth shut this time around. We'd been friends for a while, but that connection was hanging by the threads. Danny was usually so good at straightening this kinda stuff out.
When we got to his house, Tucker immediately started covering.
"Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton! What a school day! Poor Danny nodded off." I saw Jazz in the kitchen trying to get her hair out of a 'Fenton Ecto-Vacuum' or something. "We figured we'd just carry him all the way home and tuck him into bed without any parental interaction whatsoever!" Wow. Tucker should rap. I can talk fast, too, but that kid...doesn't know when to shut it.
"Don't get up! We know where to go! Bye!" We hurried up the stairs and placed him in his bed. I sat in Danny's chair, looking at all of his posters. I didn't want to talk to Tucker without Danny awake for fear that I might personally murder him.


I looked over at Danny. He looked so peaceful... Especially since he didn't snore. I was bored, but that was no reason to risk Tucker's life by talking to him. I was actually considering sleeping, but the one bed was already in use and...that would be weird. Danny opened his eyes slowly. "Aaaah! Ah! W-what's going on?"
"You passed out. We took you home. You've been asleep for four days!" Danny sat up as quickly as he could.
"AH! FOUR DAYS!?" A panicked look came to his eyes. Tucker chuckled.
"Nah. It's only been a couple hours." Danny laid back slowly, now looking panicked at the ceiling. Seriously, Danny was under enough stress. As was I. If they weren't battling evil, I would understand that kind of joking, but here it's uncalled for. I put my hands on my hips, preparing to roast Tuck.
" Knock it off, Tucker! You almost killed him today! Give the kid a break."()  Tucker looked confused.
"ME!? I almost got him killed?! The only reason this happened is because you had to be unique. You had to take the meat away!" I crossed my arms and turned the other way. Danny looked like he was about to interject..."And I'm going to get it back!" Tuck said as he walked out the door. Oh, it's on.
"You wanna change that menu back?" I ran out the door after him, slamming it behind me. "YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO GET THROUGH ME TO DO IT!" I rushed home and called just about everyone I knew. We were going to protest.

EPISODE ONE Mystery Meat pt.2

After I managed to escape Tucker's meat-fueled rage, I went to all my boring classes. I met up with them in the lunch line and grabbed my tray. When the lunch-lady served Danny, he had a look of confusion. I was hoping he would be more...open-minded than the 'Meat Connoisseur'. "What is this? Grass on a bun?" Danny had barely finished speaking when Tucker leaned toward me, tilted back his head back with agony.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?" I smiled.
"Tucker, it's time for a change." I held up my bun and smiled some more.

We found our table empty, as usual. Danny and Tucker both were staring at the perfectly good food on  Danny's spoon. "Don't you think this is a little extreme, Sam?" I smiled again. I seemed to be doing a lot of that today. A hand gently landed on my shoulder. I looked up to see Mr. Lancer.
"Ah, Miss Manson. The school board wanted me to personally thank you for ushering in this welcome experiment to our cafeteria." Tucker opened his eyes widely.
"MEAT.NEAR." Tucker got up and started sniffing the teacher, who probably smelled of sweat and aftershave. If Tucker would just admit that he was part dog already... Sorry. You had to be there.
Mr. Lancer backed away. "No,no. The rumors about the new all-steak buffet in the teacher's lounge," He used a toothpick, "are completely untrue. Thanks again!" He started walking away. Tucker was not happy.
"Yeah, thanks again for making us eat garbage, Sam." His glare intensified.
"It's not garbage! I'ts recyclable organic matter." I stated matter-of-factly and held up my bun. What part of reduce, re-use, recycle didn't they get?
"It's garbage!" Tucker and Danny asserted. That hurt. I didn't give a hoot as to what Tucker thought, but Danny glared, too. I didn't know meat was this important for guys.

Still holding his untouched spoonful, we could see Danny's breath. "Uh, guys? I've got a problem." He'd barely finished his sentence when a handful of delicious recyclo-vegetarian lunch hit the back of his head.
"FEEEENTOOON!" It was Dash. I seriously didn't understand what his problem was with Danny. I mean, did something happen between those two or was Dash a stereotypical jock picking on the unpopular kid? Danny turned his dirty head to face his opponent.
"Make that two problems." Dash walked over to our table with his plate.
"I ordered three mudpies. Do you know what they gave me? Three! mud! pies!" He pointed at his plate angrily."With MUD! FROM THE GROUND! All because of your GIRLFRIEND!" Excuse me?
"She's not my girlfriend!"
"I'm not his girlfriend!" I shot rather quickly. I could only gape as Dash lifted Danny off the ground by his shirt. I wish we didn't have to hide Danny's secret. He could completely cream this guy!
"These are the best years of my life! After high school, it's all downhill for me! How am I supposed to enjoy my glory days eating MUD?" He was right about the downhill part, but wrong about the mud.
"Actually, it's topsoil." He totally didn't care.
"WHATEVER!" He effortlessly threw Danny into our table. I flinched. That looked like it really hurt. Danny hit his head, but I don't think it was very hard.

Dash slid his plate in front of Danny. "Eat it. All of it." Danny grimaced before closing his eyes and slowly lifting the spoon to his mouth. For one, IT WAS JUST FOOD! for two, how could he just sit there and take it like that? His ghost sense went off again which caused him to open his eyes. He followed something with his eyes, but when I turned to look, it was gone. Danny seems to ponder something.

EPISODE ONE Mystery Meat pt. one

"So, Danny. You and your little friends want to hunt ghosts." I still wasn't used to the smell of the ghost lab. It smelled bad, but I didn't point that out. For one, it would be rude. Two, knowing the Fentons, it was probably Ecto-Something or other. Mr. Fenton looked at Danny, who was sitting on my right.
"Ah, a-actually, Dad? I...want to be an astronaut." Huh. I guess that makes sense. He has posters of spacecraft all over his room. Mr.Fenton looked at me, smile vigilant.
"Sorry, Mr.Fenton. I was into ghosts, but they're so mainstream now. They're like cell phones." I mean, people have become slaves to their phones. How come they can't even hold a regular conversation without texting? Smile slightly less vigilant, he turned to Tucker.
"Waste these looks and all this charisma hunting ghosts? Criminal." What was Tucker talking about? That would have to be the biggest lie since...ever! Mr.Fenton barely blinked. He obviously wasn't listening.
"Well, if you do want to hunt ghosts," He said as he turned to the table behind him,"There are a few things you'll need to learn." He started digging through beakers and such.
"Oh-no. This isn't good." It was a light whisper that came from Danny. I could see his breath. I knew what this meant. The Fenton (ecto, probably) Portal's doors slid open and two ... octopus things came out. Like everything ghostly, they were green and had bushy eyebrows. Why the octo-things even had eyebrows was a question.


They were coming toward us, and, by chance, me and tucker were grabbed around the mouth and lifted (ouch). It seems we were always the targets. Danny had never once been targeted by a ghost in the past month.