Hair: Curly blonde hair that extends past her shoulders
Eyes: Deep blue eyes
Wings: White angel wings that stretch out and measure a few inches shorter than her armspan. White feathers cover entirely.
Clothes: Light pink ruffle button down blouse with black Peter Pan collar, short white skirt, gray tights, and light brown shimmery flats with bows.
School uniform: Dark gray short sleeve shirt, black blazer, and plaid skirt with black penny loafers
Personality: She's basically your average angel of light: kind, sweet, nice, innocent, and good-natured, but her "good-natured" self has been worn down a little bit from putting up with her twin brother, Eragon. She's the goody-goody to end all goody-goodies. She hates when she does something wrong that could get her or does get her into trouble (I mean, once when she was 7, she was 4 seconds late to her class and she nearly burst into tears.)
Powers: flying, lying detector (but this can fail her sometimes), night vision, lightbeams, Soul Sending (MUCH later in the story)
Likes: Sunny days, warm fires, Jake Long, making new friends, spending time with her family
Dislikes: When she is left out of things, liking someone so much that it distracts her, bullies, getting sick, evil
Bio: Angie grew up in the magical dimension with her parents and her brother, Eragon. One day, Angie's parents are kidnapped, so Angie and Eragon must leave their home and live with their grandparents in Amity Park as they also begin the search to find their parents. But despite the fact that the kidnapper is the most powerful being in all of the magical dimension and there is a great chance that he might destroy her parents and take over the universes, Angie has bigger things to deal with. And by bigger things, I means boy troubles. Angie is hopelessly in love with her friend, Jake Long, who doesn't really talk to her or hang out with her as much as he does with Eragon or as much as she'd like him too. She is in quite a pickle.
I must leave for now,
but don't be sad,
don't be mad,
for I will send your way an angel.
An angel who will protect you,
who will care for you,
who will be there to comfort you.
But as much as you will need her,
she will need you as well.
So protect her,
care for her,
and comfort her,
and soon I will come back to you.
Tomorrow I will post Eragon's character information.
When I regained consciousness, the place was black with only the dim torches on the walls to light the area.
"Where... where am I...?" I mumbled.
"I see you are now awake..." an ominous voice called that made my skin crawl.
There was a creepy chuckle and I was suddenly moving. I realized that those little red creatures were carrying me somewhere. After a few seconds, they dropped me to the ground and skittered away. I tried to move, but my hands and ankles were tied.
"Hello, there, ghost child." the voice said.
All of a sudden, the room lit up. Ten feet away, a large, greenish... thing... sat at a throne-like chair.
"Opherious..." I mumbled.
"Yes, child." the ogre said. "I am Opherious, king of ogres."
"King of... am I in the magical dimension?"
"Do you know why you're here?" Opherious said.
"Uhm... no?" I whispered.
"I believe that you might be friends with a little pair of twins."
"Twins? I think you might need to be more specific."
"You know what I mean. Fraternal twins, one is an angel and one is a dragon. They go by the names of Angie and Eragon Canton."
I gulped again.
"Ring a bell?"
Opherious stood up from his throne and gallomped (yes, I'm so freaked out I came up with a new word) over to me.
"Listen, here, kid." Opherious bent down to my level and puffed his rancid breath into my face. "What I want is really simple. You tell me where the twins are and I let you live."
"Well, what if I don't?"
"Well, then you can just be destroyed with the others."
"Well, today is your unlucky day, because I don't know where they are."
Opherious let out a loud laugh that shook the place.
Opherious chuckled. "Maybe a while in the dungeon will refresh your memory."
Then just like that, I was lifted up again by Opherious' minions.
On our little mountain hike, I couldn't help but think of Danny.
"Are you worried about him?" Eragon said. "Danny, I mean?"
"Yes." I said. "I hope he got the note I wrote him."
"I'm sure he's fine." Eragon said. "I mean, it's not like he's going to come looking for us?"
Eragon and I looked at each other.
"Oh boy?" I mumbled. "I mean, this is DANNY we're talking about."
"A little obsessed?" Eragon said.
"I believe the word you're looking for is 'persistent'."
Eragon rolled his eyes. As we climbed up the mountain trail, I felt a huge vibe shoot through me.
"I think I can feel our parent's magical energy..." I said.
"Yeah, me too." Eragon said.
We turned our walk into a flight as the path continued upward.
"There! The cave opening!" I said.
We glanced inside, and the only things that illuminated the way were dimly lit torches.
"Uh... are you SURE that mom and dad are here?" Eragon said.
"Yes." I said. "We have to go in here, no matter what."
Eragon let out a shaky breath. We weren't even two steps inside that the opening to the cave clamped shut.
I reread the note, just in case I read it wrong. Everything in my brain was processing slowly.
(This is all too weird...) I thought.
All of a sudden, I heard the door burst open. I turned invisible and flew up into Eragon's room. I peeked and saw 10 creatures, about 4 feet tall each with bumpy red skin, crawling all over the room.
"Find what you can. See if they are here." one creature that was a little taller than the others said.
(They?) I thought. (Maybe those... things... are talking about Angie and Eragon.)
The creatures broke through the house, smashing little things such as teapots, cups, plates, and other things that they could get their hands on.
"Hey, boss..." one creature with a Jersey accent said. "I smell something..."
"What?" the boss said, taking a deep breath through its nose. "Yeah, I smell it too... smells like a ghost."
I gulped. I heard the sound of half of them going up the stairs and my blood ran cold. I looked around in a panic and spotted the window. I tried to pull it open, but it was stuck shut. I tugged as hard as I could, but it didn't budge. The footsteps were getting closer. I examined the window to figure out why it wouldn't open...
(Wait a minute...) I thought. (I'm part ghost, for crying out loud!)
I turned invisible and phased through the wall of the house. I heard the door open and some high pitched muttering. I stayed invisible and pressed up against the wall. I heard a shattering noise and saw that one of the creatures broke the window. He poked his head out and looked around. I didn't even dare to breathe. The creature looked in my direction, and for a moment I thought he was looking right at me. Then he grumbled something in a language I didn't understand and slithered back into the building.
"Boss, I didn't see any ghost." the creature said.
The boss grumbled in the same language.
"No matter." the boss creature said. "The children are not here. They must be searching for their parents."
"Please." one creature snorted. "They'll be destroyed before they can get to them. The Canton's powers are useless without the entire family. They will never be able to defeat Opherious!"
The other creatures giggled and I saw them exit the room and out of the house.
(Opherious? That must be the name of the ogre Angie wrote about...) I thought. (I've got to tell Angie!)
I landed on the ground and changed back into my human form.
"Going somewhere?" a deep, ominous voice said behind me.
Everything went dark.
The last bell of the school day rang, and I went to Mr. Lancer and reclaimed my phone.
"Now, Mr. Fenton..." Mr. Lancer said.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, don't use your phone during school, I know the lecture." I said, rushing out of the room.
As soon as I was out of the school, I called Angie's number. Voice mail. I called again and again, but I went to voice mail. At the 5th call, she picked up.
"Hello?" Angie asked.
"Angie! This is Danny!" I said.
"Oh, hi, Danny."
"So, how come you and Eragon are gone?"
"Uh..." Angie hesitated. I heard some whispering. "We've got a... serious case of the flu.?
?Listen, I?ve got to go---?
There was silence. I looked at my phone and saw that Angie's phone lost service.
(Okay, what?s going on?) I thought.
I looked around and changed into my ghost half. I took off into the skies to Angie and Eragon's house. When I knocked, the door creepily squeaked open.
?Uhh... hello?? I asked quietly.
I bumped into a chair and almost went flailing to the ground. I stopped at the kitchen table and caught glimpse of a note. I picked it up. It read:
Eragon and I figured that you'd come and see what in the world was going on. So, I'll explain it to you. Eragon and I are going back to the magical dimension to look for our parents.
The truth is they were kidnapped by an evil ogre who threatened to destroy my parents and the boy that I care about in a couple of days if we didn?t find him in time.
Don?t worry, we?ll be back soon.
It felt so good to be home in the magical dimension. I could hear the hustle and bustle of people at the markets, trading and buying supplies.
"It's nice to be back." Angie smiled.
"Well, remember why we're here in the first place." I said.
"I know, but..."
"Angie?!" a voice called behind us.
We turned around and a wild smile grew on Angie's face.
"Gina!" Angie cried, giving her a huge hug.
"I thought you moved! What are you doing here?" Gina asked.
"Eragon and I are going to find our parents."
Gina's smiled dropped.
"You are?" she said. "Do you know where they are?"
"No..." I said. "Um... I'm just wondering but, do you by any chance know some locations to any caves around here?"
"Caves?" Gina thought long and hard about it. "Well, I know of this one cave that rests on the side of Seeress Mountain."
Angie's face dropped slightly when I glanced at her. Gina turned around and pointed at a huge mountain that nestled in the distance.
"Okay, then that cave it is." I said, starting to walk that way.
"Thank you so much, Gina." Angie said as giving Gina another hug.
"Good luck with finding your parents." Gina said. "See you later."
Angie paused. "Goodbye."
Angie turned around and caught up with me. I saw that tears were glistening in her eyes.
I noticed how today Angie and Eragon weren't in school.
"Where do you think they are?" Tucker asked as we sat down at our lunch table.
"I don't know. Maybe they're just sick?" Sam suggested.
"I seriously doubt it."
We sat in silence for a moment.
"Speaking of Angie," Tucker said, nonchalantly. "how was your little play date with her?"
I did a spit take with my milk.
"W-what?!" I said. "How did you know about that?"
"We're your best friends." Sam said with a knowing smile. "Nothing gets past us."
(Whoa, Deja vu.) I thought.
"Besides, it wasn't a play date." I explained. "She was just having a bad day, so I cheered her up. Did you know that in the magical dimension, there is no ice cream?"
"WHAT?!" Tucker cried. "NO ICE CREAM?! The poor girl!"
Sam rolled her eyes and shoved a mouthful of salad into her mouth.
"You know, I'm kind of concerned for the two." I said. "Their parents are 'gone--- oooon a vacation', and they seem pretty homesick."
"What if they went back home?" Sam said.
"No, they would've told us... I should give them a call."
I pulled out my cell phone, but a hand reached out and snatched it away.
"No phones during school, Mr. Fenton!" Mr. Lancer said.
"But it's lunch time!"
"That may be so, but it's still during school. You will get this back after school."
Mr. Lancer walked away and I crossed my arms, mumbling.
"Nice job." Tucker chortled.
I glared at him and shot a tiny ghost ray out of my finger into his food. It made a little explosion and food splattered onto his face.
"Touché..." Tucker said, wiping mashed potatoes off of his glasses.
I have to admit, when your sister suddenly comes barreling down the stairs screaming your name, it will almost make you laugh.
"ERAGON!" Angie screamed as she ran towards me.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's going on?" I said.
Angie stood there, almost at the point of fainting, with worry and fear gleaming in her eyes. She explained the whole thing and I got the same look on my face.
"What?! Do you know who this... thing... is?" I asked.
"No," Angie's eyes darted around. "but do you know what this means?"
"That... a gigantic ogre-like thing will destroy all of our loved ones?"
"No, not that! He has our parents! If we find him, we find mom and dad!"
"That's awesome... but there's just one thing." I said. "The magical dimension is vast and practically boundless, with every nook and cranny crawling with all kinds of creatures. Where are we going to find that one ogre?"
"Well, the image was in a big, dark cave."
"Well, are there any caves in the magical dimension?"
Angie thought about it.
"Ughh... I don't know!" she groaned in frustration.
?Well, then why don?t we get started looking??
I pulled two big backpacks from behind the couch. Angie smiled and grabbed the white backpack with pink outlines (obviously for her...). I pulled out a map of the magical dimension and opened it. I pointed to a spot on the map and a portal opened in front of us.
"That is one cool map." Angie smiled. "Where did you get it?"
"I... may or may not have borrowed it from Danny Fenton."
It was a perfect afternoon. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, accompanied by clear, blue skies and puffy white clouds.
"Eragon, I'm going for a walk!" I called.
On walks, specifically like this, I let my mind out of its cage and roam free.
(I know that I shouldn't be so concerned about my parents. They will be rescued. Whoever is behind this will be defeated.)
(I'm just worried about my friends. Danny and his friends. Jake. And Eragon. How will Eragon be able to handle everything?)
I imagined steam pouring out of Eragon's ears and nose and I laughed to myself.
"Hey, Angie?" a voice said.
I turned around and saw Danny Phantom.
"Hi, Danny." I said as he changed to his human self.
"You okay? You seem to be thinking hard about something." Danny said. "Plus you were kind of laughing to yourself, so I wanted to make sure you weren't going crazy or something."
"Yeah, I'm fine."
Danny examined me, like he also had the power to tell if someone was lying.
"You SURE?" he said.
I groaned and threw my hands into the air.
"I'm just going through a hard time right now." I grumbled. "My parents are gone--- oooon a vacation, and I don't know if the guy I like likes me back!"
I didn't care that I mentioned that last part. I was so frustrated. I crossed my arms and let out an angry puff of breath.
"...Soooo, I'm guessing you're not okay?" Danny said.
I glared at him.
"Hey, don't worry." Danny said. "I'm sure whatever problems you're going through will go away."
"That doesn't make me feel better."
"Well... oh, I know! You know those weird movies that when people are frustrated, they scream or cry or sing about it?"
"Well, why don't you scream? Or cry? Or sing something?"
"I'm fine..." I said. "I'm just going through a lot right now. I just... I miss my parents a lot---"
My voice faltered and cracked, and I suddenly found myself now blubbering in tears.
"Whoa, Angie!" Danny said, pulling me into a hug. "Everything's going to be alright."
"No, no, it's not!" I choked through my tears.
Danny pulled away. "Hey, why don't we get some ice cream or something?"
"Ice cream? What's ice cream?"
Danny looked at me like there were llama droppings on my head.
"What?! You've NEVER had ice cream before?" he said.
"No. I don't think there was this 'ice cream' in the magical dimension..." I said.
"Well, brace yourself, my angel friend!"
Danny grabbed my arm and pulled me away.
I was having dinner with my family. As usual, Jazz was babbling on about physics, my mom was actually listening to Jazz, and my dad was piling dinner onto his plates (and yes, I did say plates).
"...and also, I got an A on my chemistry test. Of course!" Jazz boasted.
"Man, Jazz, can you be anymore of a hothead?" I groaned.
"I am NOT a hothead!"
"Hey, speaking of hotheads..." my dad said. "You'll never guess what happened the other day!"
"Let me guess... you saw a ghost?" I rolled my eyes and took a bite of my bread roll.
"No, actually," mom said. "we saw a dragon."
I almost choked on my bread roll.
"What?! A dragon?!"
"A dragon? Please, there is no such thing as dragons!" Jazz rolled her eyes.
"Well, of course, there IS such thing as dragons." Mom said. "But what we thought was some kind of dragon was really a boy in a costume."
"Yeah, and it had AWESOME special effects. Like flying. And breathing fire!" Dad said.
I slapped my forehead with my palm.
"Uhm... I have to make a phone call." I said.
I jumped up from the table and ran to my room. I dialed Eragon's number and waited.
"Hello?" Eragon said.
"You got captured by my parents??"
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Well, my parents just told me an interesting story about them capturing a boy in a DRAGON costume. With special effects like FLYING and BREATHING FIRE!"
"Yeah, OH!" I cried. "Do you know what would've happened if my parents found out you were a real dragon??"
"Relax, Danny." Eragon assured. "I've seen your parents. What could they possibly do?"
"Well, they could... but they could have... I guess you make a good point."
We both laughed. I heard Angie yell something from the other end.
"Okay, okay!" Eragon whispered. "I got to go. See you tomorrow."
"Bye." I hung up.
"Danny!" my mother called.
"Tonight sure has been fun, eh?" I said, taking a sip of my hot chocolate.
"I guess." Eragon replied as he crossed his hands behind his head.
"What? What do you mean 'I guess'?! We found out that a friend of ours has ghost powers and we fought a giant harpie!"
"Angie, that's the thing. We battled a HARPIE, a super dangerous creature that only lives in the magical dimension. That means that there was a way for it to get here, by something or someone. What if the being that kidnapped our parents sent that creature after us? Who knows what else might be in store?"
I looked to the floor. The doorbell rang. When I opened the door I gasped.
"Jake??" I cried.
I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Jake standing at our door. I could feel myself starting to blush! I turned and looked at Eragon with an excited look on my face. It must have been really goofy because Eragon started cracking up.
"Hi, Angie." Jake smiled.
"What are you doing here?"
"I just thought that I'd... stop by. Uhm, can I talk to Eragon?"
I nodded, and I went up to the point of the stairs where I could spy on them.
"So, have you gotten any information about my parents?" Eragon asked.
"We don't have much, but I think that the clues that we have will allow us to be able to find the location of the kidnapper."
Eragon looked a little more relaxed and relieved.
"Is that why you came?" Eragon said. "To tell us this?"
"I also just wanted to see how you and Angie are doing."
"We're doing good."
"Well, can I go talk to Angie?"
I made a quick dash for my room, sat on my bed and picked up a book. Jake walked into my room.
I looked up from my book, like I didn't know he was there.
"Hi." I said. "How's the search for my parents?"
"We're doing fine, but trust me. We'll find them soon."
There was a hopeful feeling that spread throughout my body. But suddenly, my vision blanked and I panted in short raspy breaths. My hands went up to my temples. My knees buckled, but Jake ran over and caught me.
"Angie? Angie!" I heard Jake's voice call me, but it was muffled.
Images spilled across my eyes. I saw the flea markets of the magical dimenision, but they blurred out as the mountains in the distance came into view. I saw the trail winding up the mountain until it lead to a cave. It showed two dark rooms, side by side. One room was very dark, but I could see two heads with spiky hair sitting in the darkness. The other room was dim, and there was a man and a woman. They stared at the wall, sitting together and clasping each other's hands.
The images vanished. I gasped and I accidentally smacked Jake in the face.
"Ow!" Jake said. "Angie, are you okay?"
"Sorry..." I laughed nervously. "and yeah, I'm fine. I think I had too much hot chocolate and now I'm all loopy. I need to get some sleep."
"Okay..." Jake helped me up. "Well, I'll see you later."
I nodded and waved as he closed the door behind me. I ran over to my mirror and stared into my eyes. Resting in the center of my irises was a golden hieroglyphic. An ankh, I remembered from studying ancient Egypt in one of my classes. As I gazed at the symbol, it vanished within seconds. I grunted in frustration and shot a beam out my window. My hand traveled to my necklace and I flopped down onto my bed.
"Why didn't you just tell me that you guys were... you know?" I said, crossing my arms.
"Uhh, hello? We had just moved here and had barely known you and your friends!" Angie said. "It's not like I could walk up and say, 'Hi, my name is Angie and I am an angel!' "
I rolled my eyes and glanced at Eragon, who was starting to wake up.
"What the... what happened?!" he said.
When he saw his hand, he gulped.
"I can TOTALLY explain this!" he hesitantly said.
"Eragon, it's okay." Angie said. "He knows."
"WHAT?!" Eragon said, jumping to his feet.
Eragon began to wobble a little. Angie and I grabbed him and steadied him.
"I need to get you home." Angie said to Eragon. She looked at me. "See you tomorrow."
I nodded as she touched the necklace around her neck. Then, Angie (Oh, I mean SPIRIT) wrapped her arm around Eragon's waist, whose eyes were drooping. Her wings expanded and the two took off in the air.
"Danny? Danny!" a voice called.
I turned around and Sam and Tucker were walking up to me.
"What are you doing up here?" Sam asked.
"It's a long story..." I said.
"Well, we should be going back inside before our parents have a panic attack." Tucker said, chuckling at what he said.
I nodded and glanced at the sky once more before going inside.
I'd never thought that I would ever fight a humongous harpie, or fight along side a dragon and an angel. Man, if I had a nickel for every time that's happened to me...
Anyways, I shot an ecto ray at the harpie, which just deflected it by making a shield out of its wings.
"Ezra!" Spirit cried.
Ezra grabbed Spirit's arm, spun around, and flung her towards the harpie at incredible speeds. Spirit's hand glowed white and she shot a powerful beam of magic at harpie's wings. The monster screeched and clawed the air with its talons that would've sliced Spirit in thirds if she didn't back out of the way. Spirit pulled her sword out and away as the harpie started swooping around with its injured wings.
"What now?" I asked them.
Ezra thought about it. Then, he snapped his... uh... claws?... and whispered in his angel friend's ear. Her eyes widened.
"Are you sure?" Spirit said, her voice low.
"What? What are you guys talking about?!" I cried.
"You'll see." Ezra said. "Just stand back and stay out of our way."
I nodded, a little worried, and flew several feet back. The next few seconds seemed like a blur. All I could remember was a flash of light, and it started raining... glitter?
"What the...?" I said.
I glanced down and gasped when I saw Spirit and Ezra passed out on the ground. Then, I saw something red by Ezra. When I got a closer look, Ezra was engulfed in a circle of fire. I panicked for 5 seconds until the fire faded away and revealed an unconscious...
(ERAGON?!) I cried inside my head.
Spirit's eyes flutter open. When she sat up, she gasped when she saw Eragon.
"Uh, oh..." she mumbled under her breath.
"I knew it!" I cried.
"Huh?" Spirit asked.
"I knew that you guys were... you know, this!" I said, crossing my arms. "Aren't I right, ANGIE?"
"A--Angie?" Spirit said, hesitating. "Who is this Angie that you speak of?? I am----!"
I glared at her. Spirit sighed and touched the necklace around her neck and she was surrounded in light. Out came Angie.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I wanted to conclude my hypothesis." Angie said.
"It's an educated guess, dummy." Angie rolled her eyes.
"That Danny PHANTOM is Danny FENTON."
I stood there for a minute.
"Pfft, NO!" I said, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms in front of my chest. "I am soooo not Danny Fenton!"
Angie's eyes glowed purple for a split second. "You're lying."
I looked at Angie in surprise, but then a smile formed onto my lips. Two rings appeared around my waist. When they separated, I was once again back to my human form.
As more and more guests made their way into the ballroom, it was harder to keep track of Angie and Eragon. There were a few awkward moments when I mistook other people for them.
"This is just getting annoying." I mumbled.
"Danny, you're going to have to be patient." Tucker said. "You would probably be the worst spy ever."
I rolled my eyes. Suddenly, the lights went out. There were startled cries, but not as startling as a large, dark shadow that flew across the windows, disturbing the long red curtains, followed by an ear-piercing shriek. I heard more swooping sounds, but they were within the building. The lights came back on, and everyone looked frazzled. Slowly, the regular commotion started up again.
"That was... strange." Tucker said.
"Yeah..." I said.
I scanned the room until something caught my eye that was fluttering across the ground. I bent down and picked it up and examined it. It was a black feather. I stood up straight and looked around. Angie and Eragon weren't around.
(Now's my chance.) I thought, making my way across the dance floor.
"Danny, where are you going?" Tucker called.
"I'll be right back!" I said as I ran out the ballroom door.
I ran into the bathroom and transformed into Danny Phantom. I flew out, staying invisible, and flew carefully around the house. Seeing that Angie and Eragon were nowhere to be seen, I decided to check outside. I flew around the perimeter before finally giving up and flying onto the roof. I kicked the ground in frustration and sighed, staring at the night sky and zoning out.
Until I felt claws wrap around my body. My mind snapped awake and I tried to turn around, but the claw was holding tightly onto me. I was turned around by another force and I was now face-to-face with an absolutely hideous creature. It had a gray-brown body that was shriveled up and looked as if it hadn't eaten in weeks, maybe even months. It had cracked wings with muddy brown feathers. Its black, beady eyes bore into mine. It screeched in my face, revealing sharp, yellow teeth, and very bad breath.
"Whoa, man!" I cried, coughing. "There is this magnificent little thing called mouthwash. You should use it sometime!"
The creature squeezed the clawed hand that was holding onto me, causing my organs to collide together painfully. The creature then threw me up into the air. I flailed around before remembering that I had ghost powers. I stopped my freefall and flew around, but the creature was gone.
(Hmm? That was too easy...)
Or so I thought. I felt a large weight come crashing down onto my shoulders and I slammed against the ground. Once again, I was only a few inches from the creature. It roared in my face again, looking ready to snack on my face. But then it arched back, screeching in pain and fury. I saw some of its feathers fly innocently to the ground. It flew back, revealing a girl in black clothing, wielding a very long and skinny sword. She stood up and brushed some broken feathers off of her clothing and looked at me.
It was Spirit.
"Danny? Danny Phantom?" Spirit said. "We meet again..."
"I was about to say the same thing..." I said. "but obviously there is no time for tea and crumpets. What the heck is that thing?!"
"That THING is a harpie." a voice said. I looked to see Ezra land and walk up to us. "One of the most deadliest monsters in all of the magical dimension. You're lucky we got here in time."
(Magical dimension? What in the world are they talking about?) I thought.
"Well, I'd love to bow down and kiss the dirt you walk on in appreciation, but we need to figure out how to defeat this thing."
"Man, isn't it a little strange that we're the only youth here?" I asked.
"Well, there are some of the adults' kids here." Tucker said.
"I meant teens. Not toddlers and infants!"
Sam walked up to us.
"Hey, guys." she said. "Angie and Eragon are here."
My ears perked up. "Really?"
"Yeah." Sam said, glancing at me suspiciously. "They're over there."
Sam pointed to the food table on the other side of the ballroom. There they stood, practically attached at the hip, observing the people walk by and nibbling on food.
"Time to get this over with." I mumbled under my breath.
"What did you say?" Sam asked.
"No, you said something." Sam eyes grew wide and she punched my arm. "You're going to spy on them, aren't you?!"
"What?! No!" I said. "Well... maybe just a little?"
"You promised me you weren't going to, you blockhead!"
"Haven't you ever heard of the 'fingers-crossed-behind-your-back' bit?" Tucker said.
Sam glared at Tucker. Tucker backed away.
"Come on, Sam. Let me do this." I said. "What if they are what I think they are, and I can't figure it out because I actually chose to listen to you? It'll be a mystery forever..."
Sam let out a sigh of frustration.
"Fine." she mumbled.
"Yes! Let's go get our party on!" I said. I grabbed Tucker's and Sam's arms and dragged them into the crowd.