A/N: This is a simple drabble. Meaningless, but fun, and funny for some.

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. Thank-you.

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Danny was frantic. He had to find Tucker--had to. Danny had to deliver this message to him.

So Danny pushed through the hallways of Casper High, keeping an eye out for his friend. Where was he? He had to be around here. Danny had been thinking about this all day, but between lectures and ghosts, he hadn't had a time to tell Tucker what he'd thought about earlier this morning. It was a dire need.

Of course, since he'd been thinking about it, he was an ultimate failure. Oh well. It didn't mean anything to Danny. To him it was simply stupid. But Tucker…to Tucker this was almost more important than breathing.

Danny spotted his friend. Yes! Danny thought euphorically.

"Tucker!" Danny called out. His friend turned at the sound of Danny's voice.

"Dude! What's up?" he asked, realizing Danny had something important to say.

"I just lost the game," Danny stated simply.

Danny watched in sadistic pleasure as Tucker's face changed phases. It started out confused, then shocked, then pale, then green, then red in anger.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Tucker exclaimed, drawing the attention of the surrounding students. "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?! I HAD BEEN GOING FOR FIVE YEARS!!!! HOW COULD YOU MAKE ME LOSE?"

Danny simply laughed.

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A/N: For those of you who, along with me, Danny, and Tucker, just lost the game, please tell me. I'm interested in how many people actually know what I'm talking about.

For those of you who are completely confused, please tell me. I'm also interested in that fact.

For unrelated news, I have suddenly been inspired to pick back up on writing one of my older stories. I came up with the perfect…uh, never mind. Anyway, I'm happy (or euphoric)!