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. 

One Down...

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.