A/N: Hola! I finally posted something. YAY

Disclaimer: I don't anything that has to do with Danny Phantom.

NOTES: I HIGHLY SUGGEST READING THIS.

THE GANG IS NOW 17. YEAH, THAT'S ABOUT IT.

-x-x-x-

"I absolutely hate weddings."

At Fenton Works, team phantom was relaxing after a long weekend. Samantha, or Sam, Manson was currently ranting to her friends about a wedding she had just attended. And as you can tell….she didn't like it very much.

"Oh common Sam," Danny started, "weddings aren't all that bad."

"Well, maybe, but Laura's wedding was like root canal. The ceremony was over an hour…I fell asleep after the first half hour. Since when did it take an hour to say I do?"

Sam plopped down on a chair facing Danny's bed where he and Tucker were sitting on. She then continued about how terrible her cousin's wedding was.

"It's simple…the party goes down the aisle, then the bride, you light a ceremony candle, the priest goes "do you blablabla take blablabla as your wife to love and hold and all that good stuff for all the day's of your life" the guy says I do, do you blablabla take blablabla to be your husband blablablabla for all the days of your life, I do, with this ring I thee wed, you kiss and you get the hell out of there."

Danny turned to Tucker and they started laughing. This in turn ticked Sam off.

"So Sam, you already have your dream wedding planned huh?" Tucker smirked at her, trying to make her mad.

"Maybe, but that's none of your business, is it Foley?"

"So, tell us about your dream wedding," Sam chewed on her lip, deep in thought. Sure the thought had crossed her mind before, she was a girl, but she never really thought it out that much.

"Well, I don't really know where I want the wedding or how it would look, but all the guests have to wear black. The bride's maids would wear deep purple dresses, and I would be the only one in white. A short ceremony, so I don't fall asleep at my own wedding, and I'd get someone cool to do it too, ex-nay on the boring priest, or in my case a rabbi."

The boys listened, and slowly, a smirk appeared on Tucker's face, "and your groom would be?"

"I don't know…but I feel bad for the sucker who ends up marrying me. He's going to have a hard time trying to get me to obey him for the rest of eternity."

Tucker then began to feel lucky. He turned to his best friend who was sitting beside him. Danny in turn just shrugged his shoulders and fell back on the bed. Tucker knew who Danny wanted to be the groom, the other day they had a long talk where Danny admitted that he had more than platonic feelings for the goth beauty. He also knew that Sam liked Danny back, they were both just being stupid, but maybe this might be able to get them to fess-up to their feelings.

"Sam, I know for a fact that there is a guy at there you would willing obey. Sure, you would want him to obey you too, but still if he asked you to do something I am 100 positive that you would listen."

"If you find him, introduce us. I want to give him props." Sam smiled and crossed her arms, leaning back on the chair.

"I could find him easily,"

Sam sat up, "Willing to make a bet on it?"

"I'm always willing to make a bet, just name your terms," Sam got up from her chair and paced the floor, thinking.

"I'll give you five days to find the guy I am going to marry. If you do, I'll give you five thousand dollars. I'll put a check in a safe at the bank that won't be touched till the day I get married. If I do marry the guy you get the money, but if I don't, you have to not eat meat for a whole year."

"Deal"

-x-x-x-

"I think you guys are insane," Danny said to his friend as the played the newest version of doomed, "How do you expect to find the man she is going to marry and obey in five days?"

"I'm talking to him right now," Tucker blasted Danny's player, punching his hand in the air in victory.

"What? Okay, that settles it, you're completely insane. Sam doesn't want to marry me." Danny exited the game and maximized the web-cam screen with his friend.

"Yes, she does. On the fifth day we meet her, you tell her you love her, and boom, she yours." Tucker said, exaggerated with large hand movements.

"You make it sound so easy," Danny ran his hand through his hair.

"It is that easy. Look, come to the bank with me and Sam tomorrow when we put the terms in the safe. You should join in on it too. You might get something more then a future wife out of this."

-x-x-x-

Danny sat at his desk thinking of something he could put in the box along with Tucker and Sam's bet. It had to be something good, something he really wanted. This was hard though seeing as what he wanted was already on the line. He really hoped that she returned the feelings for him, it would be extremely embarasing if she didn't. He wanted so badly to marry her, to be the only one she would ever be with, to rasie a family with.

"That's it!" he scribled what he was going to bet on a piece of paper and then stuffed it in a tiny white envelope.

-x-x-x-

"Okay Tucker, give me the key," Tucker placed the gold key into her palm. She proceeded to open the small iron box. She then put the paper with the terms and the check into it. "Want to back out before I close it?"

"Not a chance"

"Wait!" Danny exclaimed as he came running through the door, "I want in, here are my terms." He handed her a small white envelope.

"Why is it in an envelope? I'm opening it" she said ready to rip open the tiny white piece of paper.

"Because I don't want you to see it until we open this box again." He grabbed the envelope out of his box, "And you will not open this now, not until we open the box."

"Fine give me a pen," he grabbed a pen off of a nearby desk. She then wrote what she would get if he were to loose. "If you guys are wrong, you have to run any errands I ask for a year." She then put the envelope into the box. "Anything else?"

"Wait!" Jazz, Maddie and Jack came up to them. Jazz handed her an envelope along with Jack and Maddie who had their own.

"You told your family about the bet?" she turned to Danny.

"No, I over-heard his and Tucker's conversation last night, we decided we wanted in." Jazz cut in before Danny could speak.

"Fine, whatever. Jazz, you need to stop psycho –analyzing me. Jack and Maddie, you have to stop chasing after Danny Phantom." She then put the extra two envelopes into the box.

Everyone waited for her to close the box. Two minutes passed and she still didn't close it.

"Sam, what gives?" Tucker asked.

"Nothing, I just wanted to make sure no body else was coming before I closed this." Slam. It was closed and there was no turning back now.

-x-x-x-

Sam walked up to Fenton Works. It was the fifth and final day of the bet, and she was dying to see the loser they had managed to find.

"Hey Sam come on in," Maddie opened the door and let Sam in. They then walked into the living room.

"Where's Danny?" Sam asked, looking around for him.

"He'll be here soon," Jazz told her.

"Where's the guy I'm going to marry," Sam asked Jazz.

"He'll be here soon," Jazz responded.

"Hey, sorry I'm late." Danny walked in. He rubbed the back of his neck and looked at Sam.

"Umm….I think we should get back to work on that invention down in the basement Jack," Maddie said as she grabbed her husbands arm.

"What invent…ow!" Maddie yanked him out of the living room.

"Jazz, didn't you want to show me that thing…at that place?" Tucker exclaimed.

"Right! Let's go," they left the room. Now it was just Sam, and a very nervous Danny.

"That was odd," Sam stated, "I guess we should just wait here now."

"We don't need to wait Sam, he's here already," Danny took a step towards her.

"Really, where?" Sam turned around looking over the room for a trace of anybody.

Danny softly grabbed her wrist and turned her towards him. "Right here. They think, and I hope that…well…you'll marry me." He smiled sheepishly at her and rubbed the back of his neck once again.

Sam, in a state of shock, just stared at him. Danny visibly became disappointed. "I understand if you don't return the feelings. I mean, I am kind of dorky, and your beautiful and smart and can have any gu…"

He was cut off as Sam lightly pressed her lips against his. It took him a second to register exactly what was happening, but when he did he kissed her back, with all the feelings that had been bottled up for the past three years. When their bodies finally demanded air, they broke apart, their faces still very close to each other.

"I'd love to marry you one day Daniel James Fenton, but I'll settle for a few dates first" Sam said, barely above a whisper. He smiled at her and laughed softly.

"I'm extremely happy to hear that Samantha Elizabeth Manson," they kissed again, softly, just enjoying this moment.

"Now about the whole obeying thing," he started and chuckled lightly.

"We'll see, Romeo,"

-x-x-x-

Five Years Later

"Can you guys believe we haven't opened this box in five years?" They group was once again, at the bank where they were about to open the safety box. They had just come from Sam and Danny's wedding, still dressed up in their fancy clothes.

"Tucker, here is your check for five thousand dollars. Spend it wisely, please." She handed him the check which he in turn kissed.

"Let's open Jazz's envelope," she pulled the tab off the white envelope and unfolded the paper inside, "I must be the maid of honor at your wedding and wear a pink dress. Do I really have to wear pink?" Sam pleaded.

"Yes, a bet is a bet, besides I already picked out the dress." Jazz had gotten engaged to a man name Adam, they are getting married in three months.

Sam opened Maddie and Jack's envelope next, "Our first child has to be named after one of you. Okay, I can handle that. Now all that is left is Danny's"

She was about to open it, but Danny grabbed it before she did. "We'll open it back at the hotel."

-x-x-x-

"What a long day," Danny sighed and fell back onto the king sized bed in their suite.

"You can say that again," Sam followed suit, laying next to him. She ran her hands through his hair, he closed his eyes in contentment.

"Oh, hand me that envelope over there," she said to him remembering the small white container she had been dying to open.

"Yes, Mrs. Fenton. That feels great to say that," he walked over to the small table that the envelope was on and returned to the bed, sitting Indian style. Sam did the same and opened the small envelope.

"So what does Danny want…We will have six kids….minimum…Danny…that's a lot of kids…a lot of pain."

"I know, but, I always wanted a big family." He smiled as he lay back on the bed again.

"Well, we're going to start as early as possible if we're going to have all these kids by the time I'm 35," she turned towards him, a mischievous smirk on her lips.

"Mhmm," Danny sighed eyes closed, not noticing the small smile on Sam's face.

She leaned down and kissed him, "Like now."

-x-x-x-

THE END! I really hope you liked it. It just came to me today so I sat down and wrote it. Hehe…please review but no flames please. This is technically my first fan-fiction so go easy on me por favor.

If you didn't notice, Sam obeyed Danny TWICE! Hahaha, bet you didn't see that. If you didn't I will tell you where, 1) the first time they were at the bank, she was about to open the envelope and 2) the second time at the bank once again about to do the same thing.

Xoxo

Criss