"Kids pack your bags," Mom announced, "we're going on vacation." Danny fidgeted inwardly. "Where were you planning on taking us this time," I asked since the last few 'vacations' ended badly. "We're going to Grandview, New York to visit an old classmate of mine," she said. "I haven't seen her since I went to college. But we kept in touch. She wants to meet you kids. Now go pack your bags." Danny wasn't pleased with this, "Mom, is your friend the type of person to, I-I-I don't know, hold a grudge for a really long time?" I knew where he was going with this. Mom wasn't, "no, she isn't. In fact, she likes to help others." Danny looked a little relieved, "One more question, Mom. Can Sam and Tuck come along? There's nothing to do here and they might like a change of pace." Mom gave her approval and called Sam and Tuck's parents while we headed to get packed.

"I hope Mom's right about her friend. I really don't need another archenemy like Vlad after me," Danny whispered to me as we headed upstairs. "I totally agree with you. You already have enough to handle with the other ghosts, him, school, chores, and other things. You can't handle much more or you'll burn yourself out," I told him. At the top of the stairs, we separated and went to our rooms to pack. Danny came to my room about fifteen minutes later, "I think I'm gonna go get some air. Could you let Mom and Dad know I'll try to be home for dinner," Danny asked. "Anything for my little brother. Just be careful and call if anything comes up. Mom told me that Sam and Tuck are cleared to come, so if you want to, maybe you can bring them back with you," I told him. He smiled faintly and left my room to use the front door, trying to help me avoid explaining to our parents why they never saw him leave. I decided to get my room ready for Sam since she prefers it to the guestroom. I guess it's because, subconsciously, she likes Danny more than she'll admit.

Danny

I just had to get out and fly. Flying gets my mind off things, unless I'm fighting ghosts, then it's to keep from getting hit. I was really stressing about leaving. Not just because Amity would be down to one reliable ghost hunter, Valerie; but because past experiences in meeting my parents' friends have turned into total disasters. Now we were going to Grandview to visit yet another of Mom's old friends.

I flew to Sam's first, since she was closer. Once I landed, I changed back in the bushes and knocked on the door. Mr. Manson answered. I decided to try and be polite, "Hi, Mr. Manson. How are you?" He just stared at me. "Um, is Sam home?" With this he allowed me inside. "Don't you try anything funny, young man. I also want my daughter to remain in the condition she leaves here in or else," he warned me. "Dad, stop scaring Danny," Sam said as she came into the living room, "If anything happens to me, it'll be because I'm being careless. Ready, Danny?" We grabbed her bags and headed to Tucker's. Mrs. Foley let us in and gave us cookies while we waited for Tuck to finish packing. After about fifteen minutes, he came down the stairs with an overloaded duffle bag, rolling suitcase, and his backpack. "Geeze, Tuck. What did you pack, your entire PDA collection," I asked. Tucker plopped down on the bottom step, "Mostly. Think I overdid it a little?"

"A little? Try a lot," Mrs. Foley said, crossing her arms. "You're only going to be gone about a month. You really only need two PDA's at the most. You can leave the others here." Tucker looked ready to argue, but decided against it since this trip meant that he didn't have to go to summer camp. That was the worst thing for him being that most electronics were banned from camp. "Since this might take a while, Danny, why don't you call your parents and tell them that you'll eat here before leaving," Mrs. Foley suggested. Noting the horrified look on Sam's face, she added, "I made extra vegetables for you, Sam." I called home and told them that we were invited to eat here. Mom didn't mind since I called to let her know.

After dinner we helped Tucker repack his bags, and then headed back to my house. "Danny, would you kids mind putting your things into the GAV? We're going to leave first thing in the morning," Mom said as we walked through the front door. I nodded and got the keys before heading back out to load the 'RV'. After rearranging the stuff that Dad 'loaded', I managed to get the rest of our things in easily. "Well, that should do it," I said. "Who's up for playing video games until Dad knows out the electricity or blows something else up," I asked my friends. I never got an answer since they were already inside. Sam called out, "Danny, better hurry up before Tucker gets the good controller." That was so not gonna happen, seeing as how I hid it in the floorboards before I left the house. I grinned and took my time getting to my room. "Dude, where's the good controller," Tucker asked once I got there. I grinned and got down on my knees. I phased my hand through the floorboard and pulled out: my loaded squirt gun, a bag of pretzels, some sodas, my newest video game, my journal, "Oops.", put it back and continued rummaging. "How much stuff are you hiding in there, Danny," Sam asked. "Not much. Ah ha, found it," I said after pulling out a sealed bag of cotton candy, some chips, and the controller.

As I was putting my stash back, Tucker spoke up, "Why don't you leave some of that out so we have something to snack on while we're playing games." I shrugged, "Ok. I guess so, since I really don't want to go through the trouble of putting it all back." I left the snacks out, and was going to put the water-gun back when Sam grabbed it. "I can't believe that you keep a full squirt gun within reach. What were you planning to do with it," she asked. Just then Jazz walked in, I grabbed the water-gun and aimed it at Jazz, "Didn't you forget to knock?" I got her shirt before she backed out, "Danny, Mom told you not to use that in the house." "And I would appreciate you knocking before coming into my room," I shot back, "so we're even." Realization hit Sam, "oh, so that's the reason?" I nodded.

Mom told us that we needed to get to bed since we would be in the RV for eight hours (not counting breaks.). Sad thing was that I only got like four hours of sleep before the Box Ghost showed up. After I caught him, Youngblood decided that it was playtime. I just blasted the pest and caught him before he could complain about it. There were a couple of others, and by the time I finally got back to bed, Mom came in and said that it was time to get up. I groaned and rolled over only to fall off the bed and onto Tucker. "Sorry, man. I can't believe that you slept better than I did," I mumbled, dead-tired.

After breakfast, we cleaned up the dishes and double checked everything. Once that was done, we crowded into the RV and hit the road.