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.