Author's Note: Yay my birthday! I'm so excited! New books rule!

Danny and Sam were currently having a serious conversation, regarding the newest ghost Danny had beaten.

"I still think it's an octopus." Danny said stubbornly.

"Then why did it explode when you hit it?" Sam demanded. Both were covered in large amounts of ectoplasmic goo.

"Maybe that was it spraying ink." Danny said, phasing out every few seconds. The goo just would not come off his ghost form. As he changed back into Danny Fenton, he realized that it wouldn't come off his human form either. "This is gross."

Sam sighed. "I still say it's a jellyfish. Let's go to your house to clean off."

Danny nodded, scrubbing at the goo and not making any difference.

Sam smiled and laughed a little as they walked. "Well, you have to admit." She said as she opened the door to the Fenton household. "Whatever it was, it's disgusting."

Danny laughed. Jack Fenton called from the kitchen. "Is that you, Danny? Come here. We have a new invention, the Fenton cuffs."

Danny winced and gave Sam a look of apology. They walked to the kitchen.

Jack was holding what looked like a green and silver figure eight, large enough for anyone to put their hands in. The inventor grinned at them. "It locks in-"

Before he could finish, the cuffs flew straight at the pair in the doorway. Both Danny and Sam yelled and threw up their hands. After a minute, they realized they were not being actively attacked and lowered their arms.

Only to find, they were cuffed together. "WHAT?"

"I don't understand." Jack Fenton said, scratching his head. "It's supposed to lock in on ectoplasm."

Sam looked at Danny and slapped her forehead with her free hand. "The jellyfish."

Danny groaned and turned back to his father. "Can you get it off?"

"Well, I don't know. It is fudge time, and I can't think best then." Jack said, heading towards the fridge.

"MOM! Danny Fenton called, dragging his best friend, Sam after him.

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"Oh, I'm sorry sweetie." Mrs. Fenton said, raising her goggles.

"You can't do anything!" Danny said, looking desperate.

"It will take a least a week to make a key for the cuffs. Or at least, until the ectoplasm wears off." She looked confused. "How did you get sprayed anyway?"

"Uhhh…" was Danny's witty reply.

"Mrs. Fenton, you live in the same house as a ghost portal. The radiation must have rubbed off on Danny and me because we spend so much time down there." Sam said, thinking on her feet. "What am I going to do?"

"Well, you can stay with us for a week. It'll be like a huge sleepover! I'll call your parents."

"This should be good." Sam muttered to Danny as they followed after his mom.