“Danny, Sam, I need a little help here!” Danny’s friend Tucker cried. Two of the school bullies, Dash and Quan, were trying to put Tucker into a fight. Danny and Sam walked in just in time.
“Dash,” Danny cried, “leave Tucker alone!”
Dash turned to look at Danny and smirked. “Or what Fenton?” he asked smugly, “Are you gonna shoot me with a ghost ray or something?”
“Yeah,” Quan laughed, “are you gonna-,”
Dash shoved him. “Listen Quan,” he cried, “I do all of the talking around here! Got it?”
“Yes sir!”
Dash helped Quan get back on his feet. “As for you Fen-toenail,” he cried, “you’re about to get a taste of your own medicine!”
The two bullies marched toward Danny, but both stopped when Dash started screaming. Sam had stomped on his right foot. Tears were now streaming down Dash’s face and he was wailing in pain.
Sam smiled and turned to face Danny and Tucker who were staring at her with their mouths open, dumbstruck. “That,” she said happily, “is one of the reasons why I don’t wear flip-flops during the summer!” Sam turned around and looked at Quan. “Do you want a good stomping too while I’m still in the mood?”
Quan quickly shook his head. “N-No thanks!”
Sam smiled. “I thought not!”
Once the pain left Dash’s foot, he ran toward Danny and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. “You win this time Fenton!” he said angrily. “You might’ve saved you’re nerdy friend from getting a beating. And you’re little girlfriend might’ve just saved you from getting your butt kicked. But remember this,” Dash leaned his face in toward Danny’s. “You’re not a leader or a fighter and you never will be!”
Danny winced as Dash threw him to the ground. Dash and Quan laughed. “C’mon Quan, let’s get out of here before their geekyness rubs off on us!”
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