WoM- Guess who's ba~ack? XD I had a lot of fun with this chapter, but it was kinda slow going since I was having problems finding the time to finish it. Still, I'm much happier with this then I was with the last chapter. 'grins' Now what are you waiting for? The story's down there, shoo! Shoo!

(...Sorry for the weird layout, by the way. fanfiction's acting wonky today...)

Lesson 5

Diego flinched as an ear-splitting screech broke through the still of the Saturday morning air, shattering the glass of milk he was holding as his cat yowled in shock and shot out the open window to seek refuge elsewhere.

"I'M GONNA BE LATE!"

Raising one eyebrow, the college student listened in amusement as his cousin cursed while making enough noise to wake the dead, before leaping the stairs in one fell swoop and sliding across the linoleum to stop in front of the kitchen counter. Quickly snatching up an apple, the blue eyed girl bit into the skin of the fruit as she grabbed an empty glass and fished out a carton of orange juice. Fierce determination swirled around the cheerleader as she set herself to the task of preparing a quick breakfast. Rolling his eyes at the display, Diego tossed the remains of his glass into the trash and began mopping up the spilled milk with a handful of napkins.

"Lemme guess; you've got a shopping trip with Star to get to?" The older boy said dryly, shooting his cousin an accusing look.

"Guess again, college boy." Paulina scoffed as she dropped a pop tart into the toaster. "I'm going to Mrs. Fenton's for another Ghost Hunting lesson. I probably won't be back until after dark, so tell Mama and Papa not to wait up for me." Diego paused at that, staring at Paulina with a dumbstruck expression on his face.

"…Wait, you're still doing that whole ghost hunting thing?" Diego said, obviously confused. "Hasn't it been, like, a month already? I thought you would've thrown in the towel by now…" For this friendly observation, Diego promptly received a half-eaten apple to the face.

"Yes, I'm still learning how to hunt ghosts!" Paulina huffed irritably. "When is it gonna sink in with you guys that I'm serious about this!"

"Hey, can't blame us for being skeptical, cuz." Diego grumbled as he wiped his glasses with another napkin. "I mean, when was the last time you were serious about anything? Hell, you can't even take relationships seriously! I mean, the only boy you've ever dated more then just once was that blonde musclehead, and even then you only just barely tolerate the guy."

"Whatever, I don't have time to hear another one of your stupid lectures, Diego." Paulina snapped, as she snatched her now heated pop tart and headed for the door. "Look, just pass the message along, will you?" And, without waiting for her cousin to respond, Paulina left, slamming the door behind her.

"Ooooh!" The pretty Latina growled to herself as she stormed down the street. "That jerk! What does he know, anyways?" She could so take relationships seriously! It was just that none of the guys she'd dated in the past were worth getting serious about! But after she finally managed to get Danny Phantom-!

Paulina's thought derailed as her pain sensors went into overdrive, reminding her that the pop tart in her hand was still very, very hot. Shrieking, the aqua eyed girl immediately transferred the pastry into her other hand, shaking the injured one in a lame attempt to make the burning sensation go away.

Great. This morning just kept getting better and better…

Sighing mournfully, Paulina took a bite out of her 'breakfast' as she continued towards Fentonworks. Really, was a break too much to ask for? She was trying here, she really was! Surely that was worth some kind of reward, right?

Still feeling a little sullen when she finally reached Fentonworks, Paulina knocked politely on the door and waited for a response, ignoring the sour-faced neighbor of the Fentons she could see lurking around the hedges (whom she knew to be the infamous Mrs. Dublin that Maddie had such distain for), who was glaring at Paulina in a particularly accusing sort of manner. Already irritated, Paulina was just about to snap at the woman when the Fenton's front door was flung open and the teenager was swept bodily off her feet and into a bone-crushing one armed bear hug.

"Paulie!" Jack Fenton bellowed happily at the sight of the girl, slamming the door behind him. "I've been waitin' for you to get here all morning! Just wait 'til you see this…!"

"Hello, Mr. Fenton." Paulina gasped, struggling to breathe as Jack pulled her into the living room, which had been torn apart to make room for a gravity defying disk surrounded by a ghost shield which didn't look dissimilar to a flying saucer.

"Ta~da!" Jack said proudly, finally setting the girl down on her feet. "Well? What do you think?"

"You finished the Ghost Glider?" Paulina said in awe, leaning in to inspect the invention more closely. Maddie had told her about the flying device that she and Jack were working on in order to follow ghosts more easily, but she had no idea it was so close to being done.

"Almost! Just a few kinks to work out!" Jack said gleefully, looking proudly at his latest creation. "I can't wait to test this baby out! Maddie's trying to get clearance for us to go to the air base this weekend for a test run, since we're not allowed to use any flying equipment on our street anymore without approval from the Mayor, thanks to that stupid public safety ruling."

"Oh, that's right, I heard about that." Paulina said thoughtfully, trying to recall the details of the incident in question. "Didn't you shoot off some sort of rocket that set, like nine houses in a row on fire?"

"Thirteen." Jack corrected glumly. "They weren't big fires, though! The roofs just got a bit singed!" Paulina giggled quietly as Jack grumbled and sulked over the ruling. If her memory served her right, the only reason the incident hadn't gotten any worse was because Danny Phantom happened upon the fires only moments later, and froze them all solid with his powers. Still, the neighborhood clearly hadn't been happy with the close call…

"So what do you have to fix before it's fully operational, anyways?" Paulina asked curiously as she circled the hovering disk, pleasantly surprised at how many parts she was able to identify.

Although she had always been pretty good in science, it wasn't until she took up ghost hunting that Paulina had realized that she had something of a knack for mechanics. After a month of studying under Maddie, Paulina could recognize many basic tools and parts used to make ghost hunting equipment on sight, and her ghost hunting teacher was always praising Paulina for her sharp observational skills and adaptability, which always delighted the cheerleader. Mostly because it meant she was getting closer to her goal of catching Phantom's eye, but partly because… well… it was just nice. Paulina got a lot of compliments on her looks, but almost no one ever said anything about her cleverness. Paulina had never had a problem with that before, but lately…

"-Then I need to modify the energy output and adjust the center of gravity so I can- Paulie? You okay there, kid?" Starting, Paulina jumped at Jack's inquiry. The large middle aged man frowned down at the girl in concern, looking slightly put out. "You didn't hear a word I just said, did you?" Caught, Paulina blushed in embarrassment as she realized that Jack had been talking the entire time she was thinking.

"Sorry, Mr. Fenton." Paulina sighed. "I'm just… not feeling well today. I've been getting a lot of crap from my friends about the whole ghost hunting thing and… well…"

"Oh, so THAT'S it!" Jack chortled, brightening right back up. "I remember what that was like. Why, when I first got into ghost hunting, all my friends thought I was a complete lunatic! They stopped talking to me, pretended they didn't know me, spread nasty rumors about me… but I didn't let any of it get me down! Now look at me!"

…Somehow, that didn't make Paulina feel any better.

"Oh there you are, Paulina!" Maddie said as she entered the living room, smiling warmly at the teen. "I was wondering what was keeping- What is the Ghost Glider doing in the living room?" Suddenly, Maddie's welcoming smile to Paulina did a U-turn as she glared pointedly at her husband. "Jack Fenton…!"

"I just wanted Paulie to see it before you two got started." Jack whined back, pouting. "You never let me help teach her how to ghost hunt, which is totally unfair, by the way. Aren't two heads better then one, after all?"

"Jack, do you remember what happened when you first tried to teach Jazz how to ghost hunt?" Maddie asked pointedly.

"…What's your point?"

"Jaaaaaack…"

"Okay, okay! So she lost all her hair and was bedridden for three days! It didn't lead to any permanent damage!"

"She what?" Paulina squeaked, instinctively covering her own luxurious black hair from any assault it may encounter. Sighing and rolling her eyes at her husband's obtuseness, Maddie gave Paulina a wry smile before turning her attention back to Jack.

"Be that as it may sweetie, I still think Paulina would feel a little more comfortable with just one teacher until she's got a little more experience under her belt. Now why don't you bring the Ghost Glider down to the lab so that you can finish tuning up the auto-targeting program? Preferably before Danny comes down and almost has his head taken off by a laser again?"

"Yeah, yeah…" Jack sighed, hitting a few buttons on a remote he seemed to pull out of nowhere, which prompted the Ghost Glider to raise another foot into the air before making a beeline for the lab. As the large man followed after the flying disc, Paulina turned to give Maddie a questioning look.

"Mr. Fenton's going to be in the lab with us today?" She asked, puzzled. Usually, the male half of the Fenton ghost hunting team worked in their garage while Maddie taught in the lab. When Paulina asked about it, Maddie had just given some vague answer about volatile equipment and ecto-acne, and the cheerleader decided that she did NOT want to know.

"Actually, we're not going to be in the lab today, sweetie." Maddie said happily. Paulina blinked at her for a moment.

"We're not?" She asked, confused. "Then where are we going to be?"

"You'll see!" Maddie giggled, motioning for the girl to follow her. Mystified, Paulina complied, totally oblivious as to what was in store for her…

"Are you serious?" Paulina squealed in disbelief, stunned at the sight that had greeted her when Maddie had led her to their destination for the day.

"Absolutely!" Maddie said cheerfully, double checking that the weapon in her hand met her satisfaction before handing it off to Paulina. "You've come a long way with your lessons, so it's time we moved on to another important part of being a ghost hunter; shooting an ecto gun." Grinning from ear to ear, Paulina accepted the weapon from the brunette, hardly containing her glee. Finally, finally she was getting somewhere with this ghost hunting thing. It wouldn't be much longer until she was a full-fledged hunter, and then Danny Phantom would be hers at last!

"Now, I don't know how much you know about regular guns, but since ecto guns use ectoplasm instead of gunpowder, they have a lot more recoil and longer waiting periods in between the shots you can fire in exchange for having more power. So as a ghost hunter, you have to make sure to maintain absolute control and make every shot count. Understand, Paulina?"

"Of course, Mrs. Fenton!" Paulina agreed readily. "Besides, it can't be that hard, right? Just point and shoot, just like a camera." And, to illustrate her point, Paulina took aim at the bulls-eye painted on the cheesy ghost-shaped cut out Maddie had set up on the other side of the Fenton's yard and pulled the trigger.

"Paulina, wait-!" Maddie cried out in alarm. Unfortunately, her warning came too late. A bolt of energy shot out of the gun so forcefully that it lifted Paulina clear off her feet and sent her propelling backwards until she slammed into Fentonworks, her breath knocked out of her at the impact. Meanwhile, the blast that Paulina shot off missed it's target by about five feet, hitting the neighbor's satellite dish and sending it back towards the house, where it struck the siding with a fearsome explosion of light and sound.

"CRAP! WHAT THE- Mom?" Maddie sighed at the livid exclamation, which tapered off into confusion when her blue-eyed son peered through his new 'window' and saw only his deadly accurate mother as a likely culprit for the newest renovation to his room.

"Sorry about that, sweetie!" Maddie called up to the boy, who still looked pretty baffled. "We'll switch to something a little less powerful, but you should still probably head down to the lab, just in case. You can stay in Jazz's old room tonight, so you don't catch a cold." Danny looked even more bewildered at his mother's words, until a groaning Paulina pulled herself to her feet and stumbled towards Maddie, and his face instantly lit up in understanding.

"Didn't switch the gun to the lowest setting?" Danny asked dryly.

"Must've slipped my mind." Maddie laughed weakly, earning a sigh from her son as he shook his head, drywall dust flying every which way.

"I'll call the Home Improvement store for some supplies to patch this up." The teen intoned in a deadpan, turning to find his phone.

"Sorry, Danny!" Maddie chimed again as her son disappeared. Turning back to Paulina, Maddie added. "Now then, what do you say we try that again…?"

Paulina laughed weakly in response.

This is going to be harder then I thought.

'Hard' was an understatement. Four hours of practice later, ecto-guns had officially become Paulina's own little slice of Hell.

"…Well, you're not hitting anything behind you anymore! That's an… improvement."

"I suck." Paulina admitted glumly, glaring balefully at the target she had yet to hit even once. In fact, it was probably the only thing in the Fenton's yard she hadn't hit. She'd even blasted herself with the stupid gun, for crying out loud!

At that reminder, Paulina winced and rubbed her hand against her still sore collarbone, where the energy had struck. Luckily, they'd switched to a less powerful gun and set the energy on the lowest setting, but it had still been enough to knock the wind out of the pretty cheerleader, and it was probably going to leave a nasty bruise Paulina was going to have to waste a whole bottle of concealer on to cover up, too.

"It's not that bad, dear!" Maddie assured the girl with an anxious smile. "You just need a little practice is all." Paulina shot the woman a dark look that had Maddie sighing. "Okay, a LOT of practice. But that's fine! Just because you're not exactly a natural with an ectogun doesn't mean that you can't learn to get better."

"But how am I supposed to be a ghost hunter if I can't hit the broad side of a barn, let alone a ghost." Paulina half-whined out in her frustration. Maddie hummed thoughtfully at the girl's question, before her expression brightened considerably.

"You know, I might have just the thing!" she said cheerfully, starting toward Fentonworks. "Wait right here, I'll just be a minute!" And, before Paulina could question her, Maddie disappeared into the depths of Fentonworks. Heaving a depressed sigh, Paulina turned back to her target with a vindictive glare, raising her ecto gun to take aim at the ghost's mocking grin and—

BLAM!

…clearing it's head by almost five feet and nearly turning an innocent bird into fried chicken.

Groaning, Paulina let her shoulders slump in defeat. She'd been at this all day! Shouldn't there at least be some improvement? Then again, maybe she was just hopeless, like everyone thought. Just being good at the lab work stuff wouldn't help her bring an attacking ghost down, and the way things were looking her hunting abilities would probably just end up killing all the innocent bystanders rather then stopping a malevolent spirit.

Maybe I really should give up… Paulina thought woefully as she stared at the ectogun in her hand. Maddie had already rechecked the specs again after Paulina's tenth miserable failure to see if the aim of the gun was off, and took a test shot at the target when she couldn't find anything wrong. She, of course, had hit a perfect bull's eye, which clearly meant that Paulina's problems were user-error. And, at the rate things were going…

"MY HEDGES!"

Shrieking, Paulina's grip in her ectogun faltered at the shrill yell. She fumbled to try and regain the weapon in midair, but it fell from her grasp and hit the ground, misfiring a blast that came dangerously close to grazing the cheerleader's cheek. A crashing noise behind her told the girl that she'd probably broken one of the Fenton's windows, but her main attention was focus on the sour old woman currently glaring at her for all she was worth.

"You wretched little brat! What on earth have you done to my hedges?" Mrs. Dublin snapped at the girl, who felt her irritation bubble up at the woman's scolding.

"What's the big deal? They're just plants." She snapped back, a little happy to have something to take her frustrations out on.

"Hmph! Clearly someone like you doesn't understand the hard work and dedication that goes into keeping a yard looking nice." Mrs. Dublin sneered. "I figured you for the floozy the first time I saw you prancing up to the Fenton's home in those silly outfits of yours…"

…Did this bitter old hag just call me a FLOOZY?

Stepping towards the woman with every intention of showing her just how much damage a girl could do with gladiator-inspired stiletto heels, Paulina didn't even notice a new presence enter the yard until someone clasped a firm hand over her shoulder to stop her potential homicide, making the girl jump before she turned to see who was holding her.

"Mrs. Dublin, is something wrong?" Danny Fenton asked, his attention focused on the old woman and not the surprised classmate he was still holding on to.

"Yes, actually." Mrs. Dublin sniffed in indignation. "My hedges have been destroyed! Just look at this mess!" Glaring at the woman one more time, Paulina did finally turn her eyes to the shrubbery the hag was making such a big deal about, promptly suppressing a guilty wince at the sight.

As if turned out, most of her missed shots had gone through the old woman's hedges, leaving gaping holes the size of oranges in their wake. Not to mention the shots that hit the ground instead, digging up grass and dirt in ways that would make a mole proud. Despite seeing that the woman may have had a point about the state of her yard though, Paulina certainly wasn't going to offer her an apology. After all, she did call her a floozy. Danny seemed to sense this, since he quickly spoke up.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Dublin, my mom probably wasn't thinking when she set up the targets for Paulina's practice." He said. Paulina doubted that though, knowing how much Maddie hated the sour old neighbor who was constantly arguing with her. "I'm heading out to the home improvement store later for some things, I'll ask about new bushes for you while I'm there. My parents will be happy to pay."

"That won't be necessary, Danny." Mrs. Dublin said, shooting Paulina another evil look. "Just tell your parents to be more careful in the future, or I'll file a complaint with the city."

"Yes, Mrs. Dublin." Danny agreed chivalrously, making the woman sigh heavily.

"Really, I just don't understand it…" She lamented, smiling at the blue eyed boy (Although for some reason, the expression sent chills down Paulina's spine, like she was seeing something really, really creepy). "You're sister's so intelligent and normal, and you are such a fine young man. How you two poor things would be related to those two nut jobs is beyond me." Mrs. Dublin shook her head as she started towards her house, missing the way that the hand Danny still kept on Paulina tightened considerably at her backhanded compliment.

"What a miserable old windbag!" Paulina exploded once Mrs. Dublin's door shut behind the woman.

"Tell me about it." Danny groused, finally removing his hand to rake it through his hair. "I can't believe she's lasted two years already. Usually, we change neighbors every six months… She's not even happy here, either. I swear she's over at our house at least five times a day to complain about something. And always at weird hours, too. Or when my parents are either too busy to talk to her or not home at all." Rolling her eyes, Paulina turned to study her classmate, blinking in surprise at the large, slightly singed hole chewed through his sleeve.

"What happened to you?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at her classmate. Although he wasn't exactly at the top of the fashion food chain, Danny usually had enough sense not to wear damaged clothing…

"Huh? Oh." Seeing where she was looking, Danny shrugged. "That last blast you shot off broke the kitchen window and almost got my arm." Paulina flushed at Danny explanation as the boy bent down to retrieve her fallen ecto gun, offering it back to the girl who merely looked at it in frustration.

"Oh, what's the use?" Paulina sighed sulkily. "I've been at it all day, and I haven't even come close to hitting the target once!"

"That bad?" Danny said, surprised.

"I almost killed you with my first shot." She reminded him sourly, glaring at the boy as if it was somehow his fault. Danny flushed and gave a nervous laugh.

"Oh, that. Don't worry about that, it's no big deal. And just chill on the ecto gun thing, it's not as hard as you're making it out to be."

"Really now?" Paulina asked, eyes narrowed. "Then I'd like to see you try it."

"Paulina, I really don't think-!" The aqua-eyed girl gave her classmate her best 'defy-me-and-DIE!' glare, prompting Danny's shoulders to sag as he sighed in defeat. Straightening up, Danny brushed dirt off the knees of his jeans before lifting the ecto gun and pulling the trigger, hitting astonishingly close to Maddie's earlier bulls-eye.

Paulina stared.

"It's not hard, once you get used to handling it." Danny explained quickly before Paulina's discouragement could return, as it was threatening to do. "Mom and Dad have been showing me and Jazz how to use this stuff ever since we could properly hold them. Here, try again." Sighing dubiously, Paulina accepted the gun Danny was offering her and brought it up to aim at the target…

…only to have Danny grab the hand holding the gun before she could fire.

"Hey!" Paulina exclaimed, turning to berate the boy, only to be stopped as Danny leaned in closer, a thoughtful look on his face.

"Hang on, I think I see your problem…" He said, reaching to grab Paulina's other hand and clasp it to the gun as well. Ducking around behind the girl, Danny placed a hand on each of her shoulders. "Widen your stance a bit, so that your feet are shoulder's width apart. Good, that's it. Now keep your elbows in and take a deep breath let it out slowly and squeeze the trigger riiiight… now!" without even thinking, Paulina obeyed the boy, jumping slightly when the blast actually took out a portion of the 'ghost's' right arm.

"I hit it!" Paulina exclaimed, surprised.

"Yeah, I figured as much…" Danny said thoughtfully. "Guess your problem was really our fault. My parents are so used to shooting with just one hand, that mom never told you that keeping both hands on the ecto gun keeps it steadier. If you keep shooting like this until you're a little more comfortable, it should help speed things along."

"Thanks…" Paulina said, still a bit dazed at her success, however minor it was. Just then, movement caught the corner of her eyes, settling Paulina's attention on the neighbor house, where a familiar face was glaring balefully at her through a window. Rolling her eyes, Paulina sighed. "Don't look now, but Mrs. Dumblin is spying on us."

"Probably trying to make sure we don't damage her hedges anymore." Danny said, a faint tone of annoyance entering his voice.

"Really? She seemed to give that up pretty quickly…" Paulina pointed out as she brought her gun up for a second try, making all the adjustments to her posture that Danny had shown her earlier. Pulling the trigger, Paulina couldn't restrain her delighted grin as her blast shot through the ghost's face. Still nowhere near the bull's eye, but much, much better then her earlier attempts. "I mean, if she was really upset about it, then wouldn't she have taken you up on your offer to pay?"

"She never accepts money from my family for damages to her house." Danny admitted with a frown. "Probably thinks it's beneath her or something, the way she's always going off on mom and dad." Paulina glanced at the woman again, raising an eyebrow when she saw Mrs. Dublin looking not at her, but at Danny, a coy smirk playing at her lips as she studied the young man. At least until she caught Paulina's stare and glared at the girl venomously before walking further into her house in a huff. Paulina gaped at her retreat.

Oh, no way…

"Uh, Danny?" Paulina said, fighting back a laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation. "Are you sure Mrs. Dublin doesn't have a crush on you?" The way her classmate stilled for a moment, his face turning white as a sheet before morphing into a sickly green color, told Paulina quite clearly that the thought had never once occurred to him.

"WHAT?" He sputtered. "Are you nuts? Mrs. Dublin's, like, older then my mom!"

"What, you've never heard of cougars before?" Paulina teased, quite enjoying the shock and revulsion warring for dominance across Danny's face. "I mean, she's an old widow living alone, so of course she'll want a strapping young man to shower her with affection and make her feel young again." Danny's eye twitched slightly at Paulina's explanation, and the Latina bit her lip to keep from giggling at the sight.

"Paulina, I think you've been spending way too much time with my parents. Their unique brand of crazy is starting to rub off on you." Danny said, shaking his head. Frowning curiously, the boy added, "And how'd you know Mrs. Dublin was a widow, anyways?"

"Because she doesn't wear a ring." Paulina explained, taking aim at the target again. "And I've never seen a man around her house in the whole time I've been coming here. That either means that she's divorced, or that Mr. Dublin kicked the bucket. And considering that she still goes by the title of a married woman, I figured it was probably the second." Firing, Paulina pouted for a bit when her blast hit just a couple inches below the last hit she made. Glancing back at Danny, she let an eyebrow kick up at the look of awe on his face.

"Wow Paulina, I never realized you were that observant." Danny admitted, looking thoroughly impressed. "People really don't give you enough credit, do they?" Paulina managed to hold back a blush at the boy's praise, but only just.

"People like Sam Manson, you mean?" Paulina asked, unable to keep the bitterness out of her tone. Her relationship with the goth had taken a turn for the worse lately, something Paulina never would have imagined was possible. Danny seemed to sense this, if his flinch was anything to go by.

"Sam doesn't mean any real harm, she's just really opinionated sometimes." Paulina shot the boy a pointed look. "Okay, all the time. But she honestly means well."

"Then she has me fooled." Paulina scoffed. Raising an eyebrow at the boy, Paulina added. "What happened while you two were dating, anyways? I mean, even the teachers were all convinced you two where going to be high school sweethearts and get married as soon as you graduate."

"Things just didn't work out, that's all." Danny said, tensing slightly at the new subject. "We argued more when we were dating. Things got tense and stressful, and neither of us were really all that happy. Eventually, we both just kinda realized that we wanted different things, and we were better off as friends. I still care about her and all, it's just… I guess you can say that we were kind of self-destructive when we're together."

"That's sort of sad, when you put it that way." Paulina mused, frowning at the boy's words. It was painful, in a way, to hear him telling her that sometimes it took more then just love to keep a relationship successful.

"It's in the past." Danny shrugged. "We both got over it. Sam's actually gone on a couple dates with some guy she met at a goth poetry slam."

"What about you?" Paulina asked. She couldn't remember any rumors of the Fenton boy dating anyone after the big break up with the goth.

"Things are a little more complicated for me." Danny admitted with a sigh. "I've got enough to worry about right now without throwing a girlfriend into the mix." Paulina raised an eyebrow at that, because really, what problems could an unpopular, quiet, clumsy boy like Danny Fenton have that were so severe, he wouldn't even consider dating? They couldn't be anywhere near as bad as her grievances, after all. Paulina kept this thought to herself though. But there was one thing that she couldn't resist adding, with a rather wicked grin at her blue eyed classmate.

"Well, if worse comes to worse, you'd always have Mrs. Dublin as an option."

Paulina couldn't help herself; at the look Danny gave the cheerleader once her 'suggestion' sank in, the young Latina promptly dissolved into a fit of hysterical laugher.

WoM- Poor Danny... 'evil laugh' Paulina's been suffering almost since the story started, so I figured I'd have to make things hard on him too, just to even the score. At any rate, that's all for now, but things get REALLY fun come next chapter. Before I go, I'd like to take a second to thank you guys for being so awesome and patient with me. It's really something that a Danny Phantom story with a Danny/Paulina pairing, easily one of the most unpopular pairings in the series, is almost at 200 reviews in just five chapters. You guys are responsible for that, and I just want you all to know how humbled I am by your support and encouragement.

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