Tucker pouted. Now that Sam and Danny were out in the open about their feelings, things were starting to shift uncomfortably for the techno nerd.

It wasn't as noticeable in the beginning. They still hung out and did things like they normally would: gost hunting, going to the arcade, trying to TP Vlad's mansion. Just good old fun.

But then things started to change.

It started off with him calling both Danny and Sam for a little get together on a Saturday, but the couple had been busy, most probably making out senselessly. That didn't matter to Tucker. They were his friends and they could do whatever they wanted together; that's the privilege couples got, right?

Slowly, Tucker began to see a pattern that surprised him. It was so shocking that he found himself running around one morning like he was chasing something.

He was becoming a third wheel.

A third wheel? Impossible! It couldn't be! They were a trio; they did everything together, from eating his favourite kind of food - which was anything that had meat in it (although Sam still chose to fight with him for his choice in meaty meals) - to saving Amity Park. He couldn't be a third wheel, could he...?

Yeah, he could.

Tucker sulked when he came to the realisation. He dared not tell Danny or Sam about it; those two would obviously pity him and try to make more time for them out of guilt, which would subequently make things worse.

So, the lone warrior put up a brave front and endured it all. The ditching; the excuses; the loneliness. Tucker endured all those painstaking days in high school, alone. Well, at least he had Dash to throw him in lockers when he got bored.

But overtime, Tucker was getting fed up with being left behind. He understood that since Danny and Sam were a couple they needed time to each other, but what about him? Wasn't he their best friend? Didn't he matter?

Of course he did.

It wasn't as if it was their fault. It was a relationship, something both Sam and Danny yearned for, and a relationship took time to maintain.

So, it was back to sulking on how unfair and cruel life was. Maybe he should look for new friends? No way, he didn't want to hurt and betray Danny and Sam like that. Try going out with Star again? Nah, he didn't need Paulina's drama.

Oh, God, he was so bored! He had been walking behind Danny and Sam - the latter were holding hands while speaking softly to each other. All Tucker could do was look around, trying to find anything of interest.

"Tucker?" Sam called.

Tucker's head whipped in her direction. She looked worried, her eyes portraying concern for him pretty well, and Tucker kind of felt bad for it.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, Tuck. You're acting pretty weird these days," Danny put in.

I'm acting weird? You're the ones that can't keep your hands off each other.

"Relax guys, I'm just looking for something," Tucker threw in.

"Like what?" was Sam's suspicious query.

Tucker's mind raced for an answer. "Uhh... Star?"

"Seriously?" Sam said, brows furrowed in obvious disapproval. "Forget about her, Tucker. She isn't worth it."

"Yeah, man. All she did was make you carry her books and stuff."

"So? I'm a nerd and I got needs."

"Just stay away from her," Sam said. "I don't like how she treats you."

"Yeah, yeah," Tucker grumbled. It was close though; if they hadn't bought the Star excuse then he would need to explain himself further.

"So," Tucker initiated, "wanna go to Nasty Burger after school?"

"Sorry, Tuck, but Sam's parents called me over."

"Again?"

Sam sighed. "You know how it is. They don't trust Danny and it's not as if that's going to change."

"Can't you just... cancel or something?"

The look Sam gave him was a negative.

"Can I at least come with?"

"Sorry, Tucker, but my parents wanna corner Danny, and I don't think they want anyone else over."

"Oh," the nerd said, failing to hide his disappointment.

"But... we could always go to the arcade tomorrow?" Sam offered, picking up on his gloom. Her usually composed face broke out in guilt, already knowing that she was ditcing him again.

Tucker forced a smile. "That would be cool. So, did you guys do your algebra?"

Afternoon came fast for the nerd. Tucker looked at his watch. He had been waiting for Danny and Sam at the front entrance to the school, but the two were no where to be seen.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't my meat," Tucker looked over his shoulder and sure enough, Dash was behind him.

"Hey Dash," Tucker said exasperatedly.

"Well, meat, what will it be today? The lockers or the gym closets?" Dash said as he cracked his knuckles.

"Well, since we did the whole locker thing last week, I'm betting gym closet?"

"Great answer, loser."

And that's exactly where Tucker found himself in.

After he was able to wash away the smell of dirty socks from his yellow shirt, Tucker took out his phone. He saw a text that was sent from Danny.

"Sorry Tuck, we had to leave a bit earlier. Sam's parents demanded my presence or whatever. Danny."

'Oh great', Tucker thought while rolling his eyes. All that waiting was for nothing.

He walked sluggishly home. It's not as if there was going to be anything to do. It was these moments that Tucker wished he had a girlfriend. Not just any girl; the ideal girl, who wouldn't bully him or treat him like garbage. She would be nice and honest, not egotistical and fake.

"What am I thinking? No one like that exists in this time. Well, maybe a few... Danny sure is lucky."

Could it be helped if he was jealous of Danny and Sam's relationship? They were perfect for each other. Hell, even the popular kids agreed. All he could settle for was being the kid who just hung around Casper High, looking more lost every day.

He sighed as he flopped on his bed. Looking at the ceiling did very little in dwindling his gloom. It was so unfair. It seemed like everyone else was finding themselves and living their lives while he aimlessly withered to pieces.

"Just once, I want things to go my way. Waking up in the morning and spending time with my friends; being popular... A good girlfriend."

Boy how he wished he had a girlfriend.

"I just wish I could have one." Tucker said despondently. "I just wished I had a girlfriend who was human both on the inside and out. A girl who would give me her time and patience. She would love me unconditionally. She would be so beautiful that all the guys would want to be with her, but she would stay with me so long as she wants to. I wish she wasn't perfect, so I could get to know her insecurites and help her overcome them. Even if she had a brocken heart and never trusted men, I would love her nonetheless. If we broke up then it would be for the reason we didn't love each other anymore and nothing else... God, what's wrong with me? Stuff like that never happens to the 'loser'. Jeez, get your head out of the gutter, Tucker!"

He smacked his face and dawned a look of determination. "Okay, tomorrow is just another day. Danny and Sam might ditch me, but so what? Just go with the flow."

He started feeling his eyes getting heavy. He let out a yawn, realising that it was indeed late. He changed into his pyjama's and snuggled into his bed.

"I wish I had a beautiful girl..." He soon fell asleep.

If he had been paying attention then he would have noticed that his desires attracted a ghost.

"Men and their filthy needs." Desiree scoffed as she peered into Tucker's window. "All of you are the same, wishing for only the things that will benefit you and your selfishness."

Desiree scowled at the teen. She huffed from where she floated. Escaping the Ghost Zone had been no small feet. Luckily, she had escaped with the Box Ghost, who was Team Phantom's main target. They hadn't seen her make her way out of the place, allowing her the freedom to roam freely and grant wishes, making her stronger in time.

But nobody was wishing for anything.

It had been days and Desiree felt her energy depleting. She needed to grant wishes, it was the reason she existed, but since people didn't seem to need anything, she found herself stuck.

Until now.

She had been floating by and heard everything Tucker had said. He had made a wish, two in fact, but it was her duty to grant a wish.

The first wish was a lot more specific and by default that is the one she needed to grant. It was one thing with making monster trucks and ghosts, but to actually create a girlfriend? Creating a body wasn't that difficult, but making a soul that fit the human's interests was. The girlfriend would have a free will, not just focus primarily on one task like pleasing Tucker. Desiree had to hand it to the nerd, when he made a wish he was sure to leave little potholes.

"So you wish it, so it shall be," Desire said as she waved her hands. She felt the familiar magic running through her ghost form.

In all honesty, she never had absolute control of her powers. The wishes people made just came naturally on the magic's part, all she did was call for it.

This moment was no different. She felt the magic taking effect...

On her?

"What is the meaning of this?" Desiree quarrelled as she stared at her form. The power was engulfing her in a pink hue. Desiree looked at herself in shock. She tried to brush the energy off her, but it did little to stop the progress.

"No! What is happening?!" The genie cried in alarm. She waved her hands frantically around, trying and failing to ward of the power that was taking her body hostage. Soon the energy engulfed her fully.

And she was gone.

Tucker woke up a bit earlier than he would have liked. He did his morning routines and changed his clothes. Grabbing his schoolbag, he took some time to look in a mirror which was situated in his bedroom.

"Another day of being Tucker Foley," he said with a grin, but soon sighed. "Let's get this over with."

Since he was up earlier than expected, Tucker decided to go to school and wait for Danny and Sam there. He shrugged, it wasn't as if they had time to worry about him.

Strangely, he felt much better about the day. It felt as if something great was going to happened, but Tucker was never the one to listen to his gut, unless it talked about meat.

He arrived at Casper High in record time. Hardly anyone was on the school premises, giving him some alone time, which didn't seem to bother him. He went to the back of the school and sat on the nearest bench he could find.

He took out his P.D.A. and started looking at all scheduled endeavours for the day.

"Not really much," he muttered. He looked around to make sure that he was indeed alone.

Only to see a girl a few benches away from him.

She looked... exotic, was Tucker's mental process. She didn't look like she belonged at Casper High. In fact, this was Tucker's first time ever seeing the girl. She wore a black blouse with matching jeans and sneakers. She had gold bracelets on each wrist, with matching earings on either ear. Her long black hair looked like it was made of the finest silk. For some unkown reason, Tucker suspected that the girl was Egyptian or something.

He didn't know how long he was staring, but quickly looked away when the girl looked in his direction. She knew he was there, but continued to sit on the bench as if she was the only one at school.

'What's her problem?' Tucker wondered.

The girl soon sighed and got up from the bench. She approached Tucker leisurely, allowing the nerd to finally get a good look at her. She was absolutely beautiful. Her curves were so enticing that Tucker found himself in a trance. He had to force himself to focus on her face, lest he be deemed a pervert and received a sucker punch.

As the girl got closer, Tucker gulped. She saw him looking. Well, there goes a potential love interest.

Once the girl was in front of him, she gave him a peculiar stare. Tucker expected venom, but she wasn't looking at him with malice at all; well, there was a bit of mirth, but not to the degree he was expecting. He didn't know what those eyes were telling him. But he was more surprised with what she did next.

She bowed to him, so low that her head touched the grass.

"Good morning... Master."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"... What?!"

"Forgive me, I wasn't loud enough," the girl said from her position. "Good morning, Master."

"M-Master?" Tucker sputtered.

"Yes, you wished for a loyal girlfriend. Here I am."

"Wished...?"

Wait a minute?

He quickly looked around. If what the girl said was true then Tucker only knew one way of how this could possibly happen. "Desiree? I know you did this!"

He clamped a hand over his mouth, he didn't need to attract attention. He needed to get out of here and get Danny before the wish in front of him turned murderous.

He knew that Desiree granted wishes with huge consequances. Although the girl in front of him looked innocent and willing, he could not leave it to chance.

"Yes, I granted your wish."

Tucker's head turned to the voice, but he saw no one but the girl...

No way.

"... Is that you, Desiree?" Tucker questioned in both surprise and fear.

"Yes, Master. You made a wish and my magic deemed me your most suitable option."

This had to be a joke. Desiree was what the universe thought could be his girlfriend? He didn't know whether to be flattered or sulk.

"May I stand, Master?" Desiree asked.

"Uhh, yes?" Tucker breathed out.

Desiree stood as ordered.

"This isn't right." Tucker said while waving his hands.

"What isn't, Master?" Desiree questioned.

"You, saying things lke Master. You're not my slave."

That was strange to Desiree. Didn't he wish for a girlfriend? Wasn't that how a girlfriend was supposed to act? All she had known when in Egypt was a life of slavery and being among harem girls. That was when she had known to love and hat-No, she needed to forget about that life and focus on her Master.

"Did you not wish for a girlfriend?" Desiree asked, a bit of annoyance seeping through her visage.

Tucker blushed in embarrassed. It sounded so pathetic, wishing for a girlfriend. It made it seem like he could never get one through conventional means.

"Yeah, I did, but that's not how a girlfriend acts."

Desiree was starting to understand now. This was a different era. Girls acted differently in this timeline. She tilted her head. "How should I act? I dressed in the latest fashion for you. It was not so simple as I needed to do a little research on what was the best attire to 'attract and seduce my boyfriend'... Those 'magazines' were very informative. But it seems I have not read everything correctly."

"Oh, no you don't! I'm not falling for your tricks! I'm getting Danny to send you back to the Gost Zone!"

"Actually," Desiree started smoothly, "you can't get rid of me. As the wish pertains, I am your girlfriend. The only way to be free of this wish is if you told me you don't love me and meant it."

"Well I don..." Tucker couldn't finish the retort; he even tried to force the words out but could not even utter them. He stared at Desiree with wide eyes.

The genie-now-girl shook her head. "Let me show you... Do you love me?"

"Yes," Tucker immediately answered and covered both hands over his mouth in shock.

What was that?

"And I love you," Desiree replied honestly while carrassing his cheek. She would have never been so comfortable if it were under normal circumstances. A man's touch would usually be repulsive to her, but thanks to the magic's effect, she really wanted Tucker to touch her; to make her feel wanted. "It is the conditions of the wish. You wished for a girlfriend that will love you and you will love her back. She would give you her time and patience. She would be beautiful. All the guys would want her, but she would only care for you."

"Wait a minute! That seems a bit long to be just one wish!"

"It's a wish with specifications. When people make wishes, they usually give vague descriptions and my magic fills in the rest, but you are different. Your wish was more precise and easy for my magic to use; it didn't need to fill in any gaps because there was so much information given."

Tucker felt like banging his head on a wall. Damn it! Why him? What did he do to deserve this?

He was desperate, that's what.

"Because this wish has more to do with actual emotional attachment, our love will not last forever, giving you an opportunity to end this relationship."

That made him sigh in relief. So, this was just a temporal thing. This forced love would pass away soon enough. Thank God.

"During this time however, you will not love anyone else as much as you do me. And since you love me, you might be forced to do things you would never originally, the same goes for me."

This time he did bang his head on something, using the bench table as a pillow.

"Are you alright, Master?" Desiree asked in worry.

She didn't really care, Tucker deduced. It was the influence of magic that was making her so concerned for him, and it was making him sorry for worrying her in the first place.

"It's Tucker. I don't like this Master thing you've got going on."

"Okay, Tucker then. What will you call me?"

"What do you mean? You already have a name."

"But Tucker must give a name as he sees fit."

"I'm not your Master!" Tucker said irritably. "In this world, you have your own free will, as little as it is thanks to this magic anyway. Don't service me like a slave, just be yourself. Since I'm stuck with you, I might as well show you what I mean."

"It is my duty as your girlfriend to satisfy your every need," Desiree said slowly, "I have enrolled as a foreign exchange student in order to be close to you. Since you don't mind me using my name, I'm going to keep it, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Tucker waved off. It seemed like he had a long ways to go before he could change the genie's slave complex.

"Do not be decieved. Even if I love you, I do not like this situation. My plan was to have my magic make you suffer."

"Why? Sure we've imprisoned you in the Fenton Thermos, but do you really hate me that much?"

"I hate men. Your selfish ideals sicken me."

"... But you love me, right?"

"... Y-Yes."

Well, at least she wasn't completely lost in forced love.

"So, I'm the only man you can tolerate?"

"Don't push it, Tucker."

"Can't blame a guy for scoring, right? Anyway, how am I going to explain this to Danny? He's gonna know you're a ghost the moment he sees you. His ghost sense is no joke."

"Actually, no. You wished for me to be human inside and out. So, I'm human."

"You're alive?"

"For the time being, yes?"

"Can you hurt me or anything?"

"Only to show you my love."

"... That doesn't make any sense."

"Deal with it."

"Oh man. Danny and Sam are gonna be here any moment now. Come on, if I'm gonna be stuck with you then at least remain close."

"Am I allowed to voice out my opinions?" Desiree queried curiously.

Tucker blinked at her. "Yeah, do what you want."

"You have horrible taste in fashion, but I still love you."

"On second thought, I think you should keep your mouth shut."

Author's Notes: This was actually my first Danny Phantom fic. Thanks for the review. I was under the impression that Tucker/Desiree fanfics were minimal if not none-existent. Apologies on my part for the mishap. I'd really like to know what you guys think of the story so far though.