T. Foley sighed, he was really sick of carrying Danny, but that wasn't what was bothering him. It was Sam. He understood why she dressed as a guy, heck if he could change the oppression he had on him too, he would.

"Danny is surprisingly light. Why do you need my help again?" Miss Manson asked.

"It's pretty awkward carrying someone who is taller than you a couple of blocks."  T. Foley replied.

                   "True, but he is still really light. Unhealthy sort of light. " Samantha said worriedly.

                     "Can we just drop the subject?" T. Foley snapped back. T. Foley looked back to see Samantha's stone cold face. "Sorry Sam, it's awkward carry Danny. Especially unconscious."

                        Samantha didn't respond, but T. Foley just assumed she nodded or just understood. Danny was a ghost to them when he had to start working for the ectoplasm factory and now..... he's an actual ghost. One that's finally come to haunt them. 

                         A silence followed them back to Danny's house. It wasn't good or bad just quiet.  There wasn't anything to say in the first place. 

                         "Do we knock? It seems kinda rude to just burst in with their unconscious son." Samantha pointed out.

                        "Let's just go right in. Then we just have the run in and out. It'll call for less of an explanation."

"It seems, no is rude to burst in on someone's house."

                           "What do we knock on the door and say 'hi! Here's your unconscious son! Happy birthday! Please don't ask any questions!'" T. Foley responded sarcastically.

                              "You make it sounded stupid, just come with a good lie- hi!"Samantha was in the middle of her sentence when Jasmine opened the door.

                              "Danny!" She cried. "Come in, I'll show you where his room is!" T. Foley and Samantha followed Jasmine upstairs and put Danny into his own bed as she ranted. "What happened? Was it the ectoplasm? I told my parents that it wasn't good for him to be around it! But no, 'Jazzy pants, it's perfectly safe!' Does Danny seem like he's the picture of health now! No! I should have said more. Someone has to be experiencing what Danny is too. I mean Danny is normal well I think he's too skinny, but he's fine. Is he fine? Do you know something? Of course? By the way, who are you? Never mind it doesn't matter."

                       T. Foley couldn't tell you what she said after that, he wasn't paying attention. Okay, he wasn't paying attention before that either, but he was piecing some things together.  Samantha and him didn't have to say a word. Jasmine was too busy taking care of Danny, getting him random blankets and medical supplies. They obviously weren't needed, but it seemed wrong to leave.

                       "Hey, do you want to leave?" T. Foley asked Samantha. She nodded slowly, still staring at Danny.

                      They both turned to leave when Jasmine called out, "I didn't catch your names."

                          "I'm Sam, this is Tucker. " Sam answered.

                           Jasmine nods, "I've met Mr.Foley before, but I could of sworn I seen you too."

                            "You must be thinking of someone else," Sam gulped.

"Samuel is right, sheeeeee- he is new around town." T. Foley added on not-so-smoothly.

                              Jasmine eyes them wearily, clearly did not believe them, but what could she do. "You can stay with him, if you want. My parents are...err out. I am just going to read a book down here, so just be a little quiet."

                          Samantha and T. Foley nodded and said their thanks as Jasmine walked downstairs.

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Two hours went by without Danny stirring, Samantha was getting worried that Danny wasn't going to be okay. Maybe he demands more ectoplasm and cannot supply himself some which would cause death. Samantha reminded herself that she was not her mother. She could not, no would not worry about someone who.... she doesn't know how he thinks of her. Nor does she know what she thinks of him. She will not worry about something that she has no control of. Or stay quiet when she can change it.

"Grrrgourg. "

"Sam I think Danny is waking up." Tucker announced.

"Thanks Captain obvious. Danny, are you all right?"

"I was just making sure that-yeah true." Tuck started defending himself.

"Huh? Where am I? What time is it?" Danny mumbled.

"You slept for two whole days." Tucker teased. Obviously, Danny was too groggy to recognize it and nodded.

"He was joking Danny." Samantha tried to clear up. "What do we do next?"

"Wait. We?" Danny questioned.

"Yeah man, you pulled us into this mess." Tuck pointed out.

"I guess we kick some old lady butt. Wow, sorry. That sounded really wrong, but I think you get the idea." Danny kinda planned and encouraged.

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My promises are just plain old bad. I do not keep them (at least when writing). I will try to update sooner! Please give me some ideas and (almost) any comments!

Have a nice day and a happy new year!