The first thing of interest— a sign marking Amity Reservoir, 5 miles.

"Wanna stop?" Tucker hums, shifting the car into the next lane.

"There's lakes everywhere in Minnesota," Sam groans, while Danny (ever the neutral party and uncommitted teen) merely shrugs.

Tucker makes to shift out of the closest lane— but then Sam barks a sharp, "wait!" Danny shifts forwards to see a determined light in her eyes as she murmurs, "go."

Tucker gives a laugh, putting a hand up in mock surrender to the demand, and using the other to smoothly flow back into the lane.

"What made you change your mind?" Danny hums, shifting back into Fenton in preparation for getting out of the car and its safely tinted windows.

"No," she snaps at the rings of light, a snide smile on her face and that same flame still in her eyes. "Stay Phantom. You'll see."

Danny huffs, but shrugs and turns right back, figuring there'd be nobody at the reservoir anyways.

xXx

"You don't have to breathe as Phantom, right?" Sam hums.

Danny shrugs noncommittally. "I guess," he agrees— he knows to be a yes, but Sam's weirdness is throwing him off.

Tucker glances at Sam, then at Danny. "What does that have to do with anything?"

Danny just shrugs again, opens his mouth to say something along the lines of don't know, but Sam interrupts with an eager, "I want you to go to the bottom of the reservoir. Please."

Danny blinks. Sam practically never said please. He squints, then— "you owe me one."

She squints. "I thought I already owed you one since your whole overshadowing trick to make my parents think I'm away at some politeness camp?"

"Yeah, our deal is only one big I-O-U at a time," Tucker reminds. "Anyways, Sam, why do you—"

Danny cuts in— "No, remember, she agreed to delete that blackmail, remember?" Danny pauses. "Didn't think you would forget, Tuck. It helped you, too."

Tucker remembers the cuddling photos. "Ah… sweet repressed memories. Thank you, Danny. But seriously, Sam, why?"

Danny answers again before she can. "Who cares why? I've got an I-O-U from Sam, and that like, never happens."

Sam snorts, obviously displeased, but sighs. "I want to see what's at the bottom of the reservoir," she says, passing him a camera.

"Waterproof?" Danny murmurs, turning the thing over in his hands, and Sam nods.

"But it's probably just fish," Tucker huffs, unimpressed.

Sam grins. "Nothing's just anything in Amity."

Tucker gives a sigh, placing a hand on his head over his beret. "Why is this our lives," he huffs rhetorically, not denying Sam's statement.

Danny shrugs, grinning. "You guys can walk around. It'll probably take a few minutes to scope the thing out," he hums. His first step into the reservoir gets a shudder as he slides, and a murmured, "slimy. You so owe me one, Sam." And with that, he slides under, legs turning wispy as he takes a dive.

"Even if he doesn't find anything, him being in a slimy lake makes it worth it," Sam tells Tucker.

"Win-win," he hums, pocketing his phone that he'd used to take a short video of Phantom's slip up and disgust.

xXx

Danny reaches the bottom quickly— or what is supposed to be the bottom.

He looks at the swirling green water that continues down, down, down.

I guess we really never have "just" anything, he huffs to himself— then coughs instinctively as his lungs fill with water, a weird feeling despite their uselessness in ghost form.

He goes exploring.

xXx

Two whole hours later, after Danny has scoped out the entire reservoir (including the supernaturally extended parts), he emerges from the mucky ground right at the feet of Sam and Tucker, causing them to jump.

"That was a long time," Tucker says. He then jokes— "we started worrying maybe you couldn't breathe underwater."

Danny laughs.

"Find anything?" Sam asks, attempting to be casual to hide intense curiosity.

He could perhaps answer with a simple statement of lots, then go on to elaborate— the colony of lost ghost-sewer-gators, the litany of drowning-based ghosts, the entire civilization of mermaids, the giant ghost fish from oceans and tropics (and all between). He does not do this.

"I'm never drinking tap water again," Danny says instead.

xXx

I'm going with Kaufman's (Danny's VA) approximation for this, and guessing Amity is somewhere in Minnesota.

Anyways most chapters will be like this. Short, humorous little things, some adventures, yaddayadda. If you have a prompt (for a stop, adventure, bonding, whatever), I love those and will gladly take it!