I own nothing. Major headache, so if this stinks blame it on that.
A piece of candy went flying through the air landing on a not so happy Sam Manson.
"Would you two cut it out? I don't even get the point of the game." She said chewing on her salad.
"Sam lighten up. It is just like paper football but with candy. And instead of aiming for their hands you aim for their mouth." Danny explained as he opened his mouth for tucker to aim again.
"I understand what you're doing. I just don't get why." She said.
"Tucker and I are having a competition to see who can catch ten first." Danny said.
"That would be great if the score wasn't zero to zero and you only had three pieces left." She said pointing her fork to the almost empty bag.
Danny put the candy in his plastic fork and pulled back on it. It went flying and hit a near by Dash in the back of the head.
"Okay! Who was that! Fenturd!" He screamed. He moved quickly over to Danny and smashed his Mr. Meaty burger on his head. He leaned down on his table acting as though the stance asserted his dominance.
Danny's eyes flashed green. Dash gasped and took a step back. He let out a cough and then started to chew.
"Score!" Tucker said even tough he was aiming for Danny." Oh Boy." Tucker soon tried to stand and run away, but Dash blocked the exit.
"Techno Geek. You are going to pay. Don't go anywhere Fenton. You're next." Dash said with a smile that could kill roses.
"OH look. A football scoot for that college Dash wants to go to is right outside. And it looks like he's talking to Kwan." Sam said in a voice that stunk with fake excitement.
"That no good back stabber! Wait, I'll be right there! I'll deal with you two later." Dash said. And I'm going to find out what's up with his eyes. Dash thought to himself. He ran out the door.
Same and Tucker turned to Danny.
"What?" Danny said.
"You're eyes. That was a close one. BE more careful, dude." Tucker said.
"Yeah right like Dash is smart enough to figure out that I have ghost powers." Danny said as they continued to eat their lunch.