Welcome, mortals, to my DxS one-shot series. I'm keeping it at T because a) it gives me some range on the content of my stories and b) writing sex scenes is awkward. The one time I did write one I thought I was going to be jumped by a nun or something. These will update as my inspiration flows. So you might get three stories in one day or one after two weeks. Expect randomness.

Salutations!

-ZG

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Title: The Scary Realms of the Internet

Setting: Before season 3. (Most of the time, in my mind, season 3 didn't happen. So there.)

Summary: Hang-out time turns weird after the gang stumbles onto a mysterious site called . I'm going to say it…this one has a lot of innuendo.

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For once, Amity Park was free of ghosts.

For the moment, that was.

So, of course Danny Fenton was happy. He walked around all day at school without his ghost sense going off. He didn't have to skip any classes. He didn't get detention. The only beating he got was from Dash Baxter giving him an atomic wedgie. Other than that, nothing. Nada. Zip. Zero.

He never knew how blissful boring could be.

When the last bell rang he met up with Sam and Tucker, who had been talking by Sam's locker. He invited them over to his house.

"Is something acting up in the Ghost Zone again?" Tucker asked.

"Do we need to patrol the city tonight?" Sam asked.

"No," Danny answered. Had ghost hunting really become that engraved into their lives? "Just to hang out. We haven't done that in a while. Besides, there's no ghosts today."

Sam and Tucker glanced at each other and then back at Danny. "Really? No Skulker or Ember?" Tucker asked.

"Nope. Not even the Box Ghost," Danny told them, smiling.

"Well…I guess," Sam said. "Honestly, though, this is going to be weird. The only times we're in each other's houses are for refuge or a place to get you patched up."

"I promise," Danny said, "no ghosts. Just hanging out and acting like a bunch of stupid teenagers."

His two friends smiled.

"I have missed acting stupid," Tucker mused.

"You don't need to act," Sam mumbled. "You just are."

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Then again, boredom could be really…boring sometimes.

Danny was laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He was trying to figure out something to do.

Maybe we could…no, he's in the Ghost Zone.

Or perhaps…nope. No ghosts around here.

Well what about…that's illegal.

Sam sighed as she spun around in Danny's computer desk chair. She always liked being in his room, she had to admit. It wasn't full of the soothing blacks, reds, and purples her room bathed in, but it was comforting. The only thing she had a problem with was the picture of Paulina hidden in the back of his closet. Yes, she had been there. And no, she won't tell you why she was in there in the first place.

Tucker tapped happily away at his PDA.

Sam was annoyed by his gleefulness. "You seem happy," she said.

Tucker looked confused. "Well, yeah. It's the internet. Everything's funny."

"The Internet is full of Myspace drama and pictures of cats," Sam retorted. "I find it to be too…I don't know…"rainbow-sparkly" for my liking."

Danny lifted his head. "I'm going to have to agree. All I can find is games. Nothing interesting."

It was then that Tucker had an idea. "Oh really?" he asked. "Tell me guys, have you ever heard of the dark side of the Internet?"

"What's that?" Danny laughed. "A place where shady websites deal out illegal downloads or something in secret because they're afraid of the internet police?"

Sam laughed. "Yeah. I mean, I know there's, like, porn on the Internet but I think that's as bad as it gets."

Tucker smirked. "Oh, no. It gets worse. Does the word 'fandom' sound familiar?"

The blank look on their faces gave him his answer.

"A fandom is a group of people obsessed with a topic of media. Music bands, tv shows, movies…they all have fandoms. People who live and breathe the show's existence. I myself belong to a couple comic book fandoms, but it's nothing too serious. I don't ship couples like the crazy ones do."

"Tuck, what's the point?" Danny asked. But this was interesting, and far more enjoyable than lying on a bed doing nothing.

Tucker got up and began typing into Danny's computer. "There's a place where these fandoms unleash their fury. I've visited it once or twice, and it's not for the weak-hearted. There's violence, character deaths, and smut. Lots of smut."

Sam was fond of this idea. "So…a place of total chaos?"

Tucker nodded. "Yup."

Sam smiled. "Cool."

They joined Tucker as he typed in the URL for a website called . It was a fanfiction website. Tucker then proceeded to scroll into the popular section.

"Whoa…they have ones for Nightmerica!" Sam pointed out.

"Superman fanfictions?" Danny asked warily.

"Don't go there," Tucker advised. "They do awful things with Kryptonite in those stories."

Danny and Sam cringed.

Tucker got up from his seat. "Browse as you please. And then you'll see that the Internet is more than Myspace and cats."

He then proceeded to lightly tap the computer. The big hulking piece of technology sputtered and the screen flickered.

"Aw, man, Tucker!" Danny exclaimed. "You busted my computer!"

"I barely touched it!" Tucker defended.

It was then that the computer screen flickered back on. But instead of the all-over popular page, it had changed to cartoons.

"They have ones for cartoons?" Sam asked. "Can you imagine, someone making a fanfiction about Dora the Explorer?" She started cracking up.

Danny laughed along, too. "Yeah, they wouldn't have much to base it on, would they?"

Tucker sat back and watched. Lovebirds, he thought.

Danny refocused his eye on the screen and caught something. "Whoa," he said.

Sam calmed down. "What?"

He sat down in his computer desk chair and placed the mouse over the object of his interest.

"But that's impossible…"

Tucker raised an eyebrow and rejoined the not-yet-a-couple. "What's wrong?"

"This site had a Danny Phantom category," Danny pointed out. "And it has almost 14,000 fanfictions alone."

Tucker squinted. "Funny. I've never seen that there before." He looked around. "What's 'Fairly OddParents' and 'The Winx Club'?"

Danny looked at his friends. "Should we check it out?"

Both Sam and Tucker nodded. Danny clicked on it. Soon there was a flurry of reactions.

"All these people know my secret?"

"Well, you've changed in public before…."

"Me and…Vlad? Gross!" Danny exclaimed.

"When did I have a mental breakdown? I'M COMPLETELY SANE!" Sam yelled.

"I got with Valerie! Time for a victory dance," Tucker said.

"In your dreams, Tucker," Danny snorted.

"And apparently in this person's mind, too. Woohoo!"

"…in all of these I'm majorly depressed. I like the sentiment, but Jesus Christ." Sam sighed.

"Whoop! I got with Paulina!" Danny cried out in victory.

Sam glared.

"I mean…oh, crap. I got stuck with Paulina," he corrected.

"Dude, you're totally whipped," Tucker told him.

"Am not!" both Sam and Danny retorted. They looked at each other and the looked away, blushing.

Tucker was about to point out their cluelessness when his phone beeped. "Aw, man. Mom's calling me home."

"Now?" Sam asked.

"Yeah…apparently I'm dish duty tonight," Tucker sighed. He opened the door to Danny's bedroom. "See you lovebirds later!"

"We're not lovebirds!" both exclaimed. Another awkward glance.

Danny cleared his throat. "So…uh…so should we keep going?"

"Yeah, sure," Sam agreed. "Let's see what other stuff they have!"

Sam leaned over Danny as he began scrolling through the fics. He was trying very hard not to blush and let his hormones get the best of him.

He scrolled for a while until Sam put her hand on top of his to stop him. Another awkward glance.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," she said. "They put you in relationship…with yourself? I never saw you as that conceited, but…"

"Well you have to admit," Danny said, "I'm pretty damn sexy."

You have no idea, Sam thought, but shooed it away. She could not take any more of this awkwardness.

So instead she punched him on the arm and laughed. "Maybe you are that conceited."

Suddenly an idea struck Danny's mind. "Hey…maybe they have stories about us."

Sam's eyes widened. "And what do you mean by 'us'?"

Danny blushed. "You know…together. I mean, they paired me up with a bunch of guys—and you have no idea how many strange a creepy dreams I'm probably going to have because of it—so they probably paired me with you, a girl, at some point."

"Okay," Sam said uneasily. She wasn't sure how this would turn out. It was then that she realized that she still had her hand on his. She took it away.

Danny looked up at Sam for a moment and then scrolled to the options boxes. He placed in his name and Sam's and placed the rating for all. He gulped and clicked "Enter".

"Holy crap," Sam commented. "There's, like, a hundred pages of stories about us."

"Yeah…'another Amethyst Ocean fic'…what's Amethyst Ocean?"

"Maybe it's like our couple name. They call you and yourself Pitch Pearl."

"But why with all the weird names?"

Sam walked over to his bed and sat down, thinking. "Well…Pitch Pearl sort of makes sense. You're hair when you're human is black and your hair when you're a ghost is white…so pitch black and pearl white. Pitch Pearl."

Danny spun around in his chair. "Makes sense. But what about Amethyst Ocean?"

Sam took a second to think about that one. "Okay! I've got purple eyes and you've got blue eyes. Amethyst purple and ocean blue." She gestured to herself and Danny. "Get it?"

"I think so," he said, turning back to the computer. "Let's check it out."

After a couple minutes Sam rolled her eyes. "Ugh. Fluffy, mushy stuff. Excuse me while I gag."

"Let's find an interesting one," Danny said, clicking out of that fanfiction and scrolling down a little more. He found one that sounded interesting and read the description out loud. "Rules of the Heart by PhantomFentonLuvr578."

"Someone's got a crush on you!" Sam said in a sing-song voice mockingly.

He glared at her and continued reading. "What happens when two souls are destined to meet each other? One-shot with lots of lemonade." He turned to Sam. "What's 'lemonade' supposed to mean?"

Sam shrugged. "Maybe it's set in a juice bar?"

Danny gestured Sam to come over. "Come on. Let's read it."

He clicked it.

Five minutes in their eyes got wide. Cartoon-wide.

"We're…we're…" Sam breathed.

"Yeah," Danny agreed. They couldn't stop reading.

"And you…you're…"

"Yeah. And you…"

"Uh-huh."

"I don't know how to feel about this? Should I be shocked? Flattered? Disgusted? Happy? Angry? I don't know."

"And it's so…graphic. I mean, do you think you could do that if you went intangible?"

"I honestly don't want to know right now," Danny cringed. He then realized that they were still reading. "Uh…we should probably stop reading.
Sam nodded. "And never read again."

Danny clicked out of the Internet and exhaled. He turned around to see that Sam had flopped onto his bed again, looking up at the ceiling. Funny, she being on his bed. It was just like in the fanfi—

Nope. He was not going to think of Sam like that. At least, not with her here, anyway. The mind of a teenage boy was an unpredictable thing.

"I will never be able to unsee that," Sam proclaimed. "I'm going to have to wash my brain out or something." She crossed her arms over her chest, her legs dangling over the side.

Danny joined her, mirroring her position. "It's funny that people would think that we'd be together, you know?"

"And doing…that stuff," Sam grimaced, her face twisting.

"I have to compliment them on making me muscular, though," Danny pointed out. "Gives a good self-esteem boost."

Sam laughed. "Yeah. Because everything they said in there actually happened. Ha!"

Danny frowned. "And the self-esteem boost is gone."

"But still…who knew so many people shipped us together?"

"A lot of people are rooting for us…wherever they are."

"It's just like high school all over again," Sam pointed out. "Calling us lovebirds. Thinking we're together…ugh."

"I mean, it's not like we like each other like that, right?" Danny asked jokingly. But he was regretting it. Because he always regretted telling a lie. Sam was silent. He turned his face to her. "Right?"

Sam turned her face to him. He realized that they were very close together. Sam had realized it, too. And maybe it was the story or the hormones, but they didn't move.

Huh…her eyes are sort of Amethyst-y if you at them, Danny thought.

Ocean blue…hmmm… Sam realized what she was doing. Sam, get your head out of the colorful rainbow fountain and breath!

She exhaled.

They were moving in closer…closer…

And then the door opened. "Hey, my mom let me come back after dinner-" Tucker started to say, but then he noticed the scene. "Am I interrupting something?"

The two teenagers turned their attention to Tucker and sat up quickly, exchanging glances at each other.

"Uh, no!" Danny reassured. "You weren't interrupting anything!"

"Yeah," Sam giggled nervously. She blushed and swallowed. "Nothing going on here…"

Tucker raised an eyebrow. Lovebirds.

There was a pause.

"Well, I better get home!" Sam said, getting off of the bed. She grabbed her bag. "I'll see you guys later! Text me if something ghostly goes on." She looked around the room and when her eyes got to Danny she went red again. "Bye!"

The door slammed shut.

Tucker was smirking at Danny, eyebrow still raised.

"What?" Danny asked defensively.

"Danny and Sa-am sitting in a tree," Tucker sang. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

"Forget it, Tucker," Danny ordered. "Nothing was going on. No-thing."

"Sure," Tucker drawled. "You just keep saying that."

Danny flopped onto his bed again.

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It's alive! The Amethyst Ocean one-shot series is alive!

Reviews are very much appreciated. I want to know whether I failed it or nailed it on this one.

I'm planning on making these humorous. I agree with Sam…some fluff is so mushy sometimes. So I decided that, hey, I'm going to make a funny series!

Unless this wasn't funny at all. Which could be true.

I love you all so much!

-ZG