Let Sleeping Danny's Lie

"…to boldly go where no man has gone before." On the screen, planets passed left and right showing the names of those who made the new version of an old classic.

"That movie was longer than I remembered." Sam said as Mr. Fenton turned on the lights to the family room as the screen went dark. She stood up and stretched her back, hearing a few pops along the way.

"Longer than Danny remembered too." Jazz said with a snicker in her voice.

Sam turned to look at the boy who had been sitting in the bean bag next to her only to laugh at the sight. He was sprawled out and almost engulfed in the bag with a slight drip of drool hanging off the corner of his mouth that Sam couldn't help but find cute.

"Hey, do you know where his old rockets are?" Tucker asked, looking at the sister as he stood up from the third beanbag. "The ones that sound like they're dying as they blast off?"

Jazz smiled as she jumped up from her seat on the couch and headed towards the stairs.

"Oh, you're not, are you?" Sam asked, looking at the African American as she dropped her hands to her sides.

Tucker covered his mouth as he tried to hold back a laugh.

Sam turned to look at Danny's parents only to see Mrs. Fenton standing up with a smile on her face as she left the room with her husband. Just as they left, Jazz hurried back in with two of Danny's old toys that the makers stupidly decided to make it so you couldn't replace the batteries.

Tucker took them from Danny's sister and sat them on Danny's shoulders, barely stifling the laughs fighting to come out. He pushed the two ships on at the same time filling the air with the sound of dying engines.

As the three teens watched and waited the only reaction Danny gave them was a twitch of the foot.

"Man, he really is out." Tucker said once the ships finally died. He looked up at Jazz and asked, "Do you still have your singing Care Bear?"

"Where I can get to it without killing myself?" Jazz asked. "No."

"Shoot, that thing's scary." Sam laughed, getting a glare from the older girl.

"Oh!" Tucker exclaimed, leaving the room quickly.

Sam rolled her eyes, expecting the boy to have come up with a crazy plan to wake up their poor sleeping friend. Really he probably did need the sleep since he does save the world and all but he's still fourteen and has friends.

Tucker rushed back in with a can of wiped cream and a feather.

"Where'd you find the feather?" Jazz asked, stopping the boy.

Tucker looked at it as if now realizing it was in his hand. He shrugged after a moment of thinking and admitted, "I have no clue."

"Come on." Sam hurried. She knelt down and turned the hand that was hanging off the beanbag over so Tucker could fill it with the cream.

Tucker put as much as he could into the boy's hand before stepping away, Sam standing back up to stay out of flinging range in case he did wake up. Tucker positioned himself behind Danny and started to lightly touch his nose and cheeks with the feather.

Danny's nose twitched as he slapped at the feather with the hand full of wiped cream, flinging it towards Tucker and dropping it on his face. He dropped the hand down to his chest, creating an even bigger mess.

"How is he still asleep?" Jazz asked, surprised.

Tucker bit his bottom lip to keep the laughs in as he tickled Danny's face again, getting the teen to spread even more cream on his face and some in his hair.

Sam smiled as a thought appeared in her mind. She quickly ran to the kitchen, getting a small square container and filled it up with regular tap water. She went back to the family room and noticed the feather Tucker had been using had now stuck itself in the white and black mess that was Danny's hair.

"Sam, you're not…" Jazz asked, seeing the water.

"Why not, Sleeping Beauty's slept through all that." Sam smiled at the girl before she knelt down and took the hand Tucker had put the cream in and gently laid it in the container of water.

Danny groaned, shifted a bit as his pants started to get wet, getting giggles from the three watching. Sam stood up and glanced at Jazz to see she was trying to hide her laughter but with how late it was, she didn't seem to care anymore.

"And yet he's still asleep." Tucker laughed, holding his sides.

"Well, what else do you do to someone sleeping?" Sam asked, trying to think.

"Makeup, but his face is already ruined by the whipped cream." Jazz said, looking down at her brother in thought.

"Might as well finally wake him up." Tucker said, yawning as the want of sleep got the best of him.

"Oh all right." Sam said, sighing. She leaned over to his ear and whispered one little word. "Ghost."

"Huh!? What? Where?!" Danny exclaimed, jumping up to his feet with his hands in fists only for him to look down at his hands and see one dripping wet and creamy as a feather detached itself from his face and dropped to the ground.

Sam laughed, seeing his white face looking around as if to find out what had happened.

Danny looked down at himself only to realize what had happened. "Jazz!" he whined, turning to look at his sister only to notice Sam and Tucker's laughter as well. "Wait, you all did this?!"

"Dude, you were out cold, we couldn't resist." Tucker laughed, holding his sides.

"Some friends." Danny crossed his arms over his chest as he eyed down his two friends and sister. He rolled his eyes as he gave up, dropping his arms as he accidently flung off some left over whipped cream. As he left the room his eyes glowed green, "Just wait till you're all asleep."

The three friends' laughs died off as they heard his threat. Tucker looked over at the girls and asked, "We're dead, aren't we?"

"Yes, yes we are." Sam nodded her head.

The end…or is it?

AN: this story is the result of TV making a two hour movie last almost 4 Freaking hOuRs that just happened to be the most resent Star Trek.