Author's note: Greetings and salutations! This is going to be a series of short branching one-shots. Each one-shot will feature a different girl in Danny's life. Who exactly, you might ask? Tune in each week to find out!

Thanks to ironbloodaika for this silly but fun idea. I've really enjoyed writing the different scenarios.

Undressed

The Wolf

+ faithful, dependable, tenacious, strong-willed, hardworking, resourceful
- cynical, rebellious, confrontational, unforgiving, obstinate, domineering

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"All right, dude. Be straight. Who do you like?"

Danny took a gulp of his soda to delay answering Tucker's question. The two boys were having lunch together at the Amity Park mall. "What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean!" said Tucker, slightly irritated. "Come on, Sam isn't here now, so you can tell me." He raised a brow and smiled. "I'll tell you who I like!"

"I already know who you like," said Danny with a smirk. "Every pretty girl you meet."

Tucker narrowed his eyes. "You never let up on me for that."

"Nope." Danny's smirk widened.

"Okay, but seriously, you've got so many girls crushing on you," said Tucker.

"Oh, yeah, right." Danny held out a hand. "Just look at 'em all lined up just for me!"

"Clueless," muttered Tucker.

Danny popped a fry into his mouth.

"So, you're really not going to tell me?" asked Tucker.

Danny sighed. "Look, there is one girl in particular, but—"

A chorus of screams caused the two boys to look up. A large ghost resembling a wolf was terrorizing the shoppers in the mall.

Danny stood. "Awesome. This is exactly how I want to spend my Saturday." He ran off to find an isolated place to transform.

"Don't think you're off the hook! I expect an answer when you get back!" Tucker yelled after him.

Behind a large potted plant, no one paid any attention as Danny transformed. He then flew out and hurled a blast of ectoplasmic energy at the ghostly canine. The ghost shrieked and turned its full attention to the half-ghost, its sharp teeth bared, its tail flicking.

"Okay, I've got a joke for you," said Danny. "You'll love this."

The wolf lowered its body, its large eyes never leaving him.

"What did one wolf say to the other?" asked Danny with a boyish grin.

The wolf let out a low growl.

"Howl's it goin'?" Danny chuckled. "Get it? 'Cause you—"

With a loud cry, the wolf pounced at Danny, its claws out and ready to tear him apart. Danny quickly moved out of the way. "Hey, come on! It was just a joke. I, for one, thought it was a paw-some one." Danny sniggered. "Get it? 'Cause you're a—"

The wolf ghost crashed into him hard, knocking him across the mall. Danny willed himself to turn intangible in order to cause the least amount of damage, but the pain from being so powerfully hit broke his concentration and forced him to regain tangibility. His head slammed into a wall, causing his vision to black out for just a moment.

He thought he heard a girl scream. As his vision returned, stars dancing and blinking before him, he could definitely see a girl standing above him.

"Oh, my gosh! Danny! Are you okay?" The girl knelt down next to him in concern.

Danny recognized her voice. "Sam?" When his vision cleared, he froze at what he saw with a gasp stuck in his throat.

He realized that he was in a fitting room, and Sam was wearing only a lacy black bra with matching panties that starkly contrasted her pale complexion. She picked up his head in her hand, seemingly more concerned about his well-being than him seeing her in a state of undress. Danny looked away in embarrassment. He could feel his normally cool ghostly temperature rising.

"Danny?" Sam sounded anxious.

"I'm fine," gasped Danny at last. He managed to get to his feet but continued to avert his gaze. Sam also stood. "I'm so sorry. There was a ghost, and I…" He stole a quick glance at her and saw that she looked amused. "I swear that this was not on purpose."

Sam laughed. "Danny, it's fine. You've seen me in a swimsuit. You think this bothers me?"

Danny tentatively looked back at her. "You're not mad?"

Sam shrugged. There was a slight blush in her cheeks, but she otherwise looked nonchalant. "Hey, we're friends. I feel like this was bound to happen sooner or later. Besides, I've seen you in your underwear several times, so it seems only fair that you get to see me in mine." She smiled. "And honestly, I've never been shy about my body. Why do you think I always bare my midriff and wear short skirts?"

Danny tried to keep his eyes on Sam's face. She was his best friend, and he didn't want her to feel objectified.

But it was so difficult when her cute figure was only clad in lacy lingerie…

Sam snickered and struck a pose, both hands on her hips. "Like what you see?" she asked coquettishly.

Danny gulped. Was she teasing him? Seducing him? Tricking him? Even after knowing her for years, she was still unpredictable at times, and this was the first time he had been in this kind of situation with her. He was not sure how to respond. "Is this a trap?" he finally asked.

Sam cocked her head, but she was still smiling. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I mean, if I say no, then you'll be offended, but if I say yes, then I'm a pervert."

Sam shook her head. "No, Danny. It's not a trap." She bit her lip, her smile faltering a little. "So, is that a no, then?"

"No!" cried Danny quickly. He could feel himself growing warmer. If his ghost form had the glands for it, he was sure he'd be sweating. "I mean, no, it's not a no." He shook his head. "I mean, you look…good. I mean…I didn't know you wore that…" He made a general gesture, a sweep over her body. "…kind of…very feminine…"

Sam raised a brow. Danny smiled sheepishly. He had always thought Sam was pretty, but he had never seen her like this, never seen her in something that so perfectly flattered and revealed her petite frame, tiny waist, long legs, and two modest but beautifully shaped scoops of vanilla ice cream contained in dark cups that showed enough to catch his attention but covered enough to maintain an alluring sense of mystery.

A loud howl could be heard outside along with the shrieks of frightened shoppers. Danny heard it, but the sight before him kept him captive in that fitting room.

"All right, all right, quit gawking and get back out there already." Sam's face was pink, but her tone was relaxed.

Danny began to move toward the door. "Okay. Good seeing you." He put up his hands. "I mean, not good seeing you like this specifically. I mean, it's always good to see you, not that this time is any better than any other time I've seen you or will see you in the future."

Sam's expression grew wryer and wryer as Danny spoke, his tone and speed becoming more frantic.

"But it's also good to see you like this, of course. I mean, you do like good; I don't want you to think you don't. But I'm just saying, uh…" He exhaled. "Okay, I'm gonna go do that…that thing I was gonna go do."

Soundlessly, Sam gestured to the door with an upturned palm.

Danny nodded and opened the door ajar, then turned back to her. "Bye."

Sam gently waved, moving just her fingers. "Bye, Danny."

Danny nodded again and left the room. Sam started to reach for the violet corseted dress she wanted to try on when the door opened again.

"You know, I don't know why I actually used the door," said Danny, his head poking in. "I could've just phased out."

"Yeah, you're a silly boy, Danny," said Sam, simpering.

Danny paused for a second. "Okay. Bye for real." He closed the door.

Sam shook her head and pulled the violet dress off of the hanger. She unzipped it and was just about to step into it when the door opened just a crack again.

"Hey, you know, maybe we should do something sometime. Would you be opposed to that?"

"Danny!" Sam shrieked. "We can talk later! Go get that ghost!"

Embarrassed, Danny shut the door and took off.

But behind him, he heard the door open again and Sam call out to him, "But no, I would not be opposed!"

With renewed vigor and a pleased grin, Danny flew out to meet the wolf ghost. It snarled and stared at him with glowing eyes. Danny summoned his strength and threw a blast of ectoplasmic energy at the wolf. With a whimper, the wolf crashed into a wall.

"Danny!" cried Tucker nearby. He threw a Fenton Thermos in Danny's direction. Danny caught it and pointed it at the wolf ghost, sucking it in. He capped the Thermos, found a place where he could change back, and returned to Tucker.

Tucker immediately noticed his dreamy expression. "Well, don't you look happy?"

Danny blushed and held up the Thermos. "Always happy to catch a ghost!"

Tucker knowingly smirked. "Danny, I saw you crash into a fitting room."

Danny's blush deepened.

"She must've been hot, whoever you saw." Tucker wiggled his brows. "Anyone I know?"

Danny sighed, figuring their goth friend would probably tell him anyway. "It was…Sam."

Tucker's jaw dropped. "You saw Sam?" He lowered his voice. "She wasn't naked, was she?"

Danny glared at him. "No, but even if she was, I wouldn't tell you that!"

"So she was?"

Danny lightly punched his shoulder. "I said no!"

Tucker winced slightly, but his teasing grin didn't fade. "Come on, you wouldn't have been so starry-eyed if you saw her clothed."

Danny sighed in irritation. "She was wearing underwear, okay?"

Tucker was quiet for a few seconds. "How'd she look?"

Danny scoffed in amused disbelief. "I'm not talking about our best friend like that with you." He started walking away.

Tucker hurried after him. "You really are lucky. You know that?"

Danny made no reply, but he could not disagree.

(I figured I'd start with Sam because Danny/Sam is the canon pairing, plus it seems like it's still the most popular in the fandom.)

(Who do you want to read about next Friday? The Tiger, the Sheep, the Horse, the Rabbit, the Monkey, the Boar, the Dragon, the Rat, the Rooster, the Snake, or the Ox? Mention your preference in a review or message [and if no one reviews, I'll just choose on my own, haha]. I won't tell you which animal corresponds to which girl, but feel free to guess!)