Here in the theater, we see Danny and Marcella  walk through the movie theater lobby, carrying snacks and drinks. Well—Danny is carrying most of them, his arms nearly overflowing with bags of candy, popcorn, and slushies while Marcella  happily munches on a box of chocolate nuggets.

Marcella: *chewing, eyes gleaming* Mmm! Danny, this sweet treat is divine. I must try all of them!

Danny: *struggling to balance everything, smirking* Yeah, I kinda figured that when you bought out half the concession stand.

Marcella  grabs another chocolate nugget, completely unbothered.

Marcella : What can I say? I have discovered the glory of sugar, and I am forever changed.

Danny chuckles as they step inside the theater auditorium. The room is dimly lit, with the previews just beginning. They find seats near the middle and settle in as Marcella  continues snacking.

Marcella  looks around, eyes wide with curiosity as she sips her slurpee. She glances at the massive movie screen, then at Danny.

Marcella : Tell me, Danny… what exactly is a “movie”?

Danny: *raising an eyebrow* Wait—you don’t know what a movie is?

Marcella : *shrugging, popping another candy in her mouth* 100,000 years ago, entertainment was watching people get eaten by monsters and slaughtered for punishment. This is new to me.

Danny: *awkward chuckle, scratching the back of his head* Oookay… well, a movie is kinda like a really big story, but instead of reading it in a book, you watch it play out on-screen. It’s got actors, characters, and sometimes explosions.

Marcella : *eyes sparkling, intrigued* So, it is moving storytelling! Fascinating… And there are explosions?

Danny: *grinning* Depends on the movie. But yeah, some have a lot of explosions.

Marcella  grins as they share a smile, both relaxing into their seats. Meanwhile, ten rows above them—two shadowy figures slide into seats, watching them closely, which are Sam and Tucker as they were sitting a few rows above Danny and Marcella , spying on them from the shadows. Tucker leans over to Sam, whispering.

Tucker: *low voice, concerned*

Sam, I gotta say—this is a bad idea.

Sam: *hissing, arms crossed, glaring at Marcella *

No, this is for Danny’s own good. That fang-toothed flirt is getting too close to him.

Tucker: *shrugging, smirking* Well, yeah. She’s hotter than Paulina, Valerie, and Star combined. But that doesn’t mean she’s dangerous.

Sam: *whisper-shouting* Tucker! She has fangs! She eats weirdly! She has a dangerous breath, and she gets excited over the weirdest things!

Tucker: *rolling his eyes* Sam, just ‘cause she’s a little odd doesn’t mean she’s up to something. She’s just the new hot girl in town. And let’s be real… this is totally about that BMX video.

Tucker pulls out his phone, pressing play on the video titled: "BMX BABE CRUSHES IT"

Sam’s eye twitches as she sees Marcella  pull off insane stunts, with Danny cheering and hugging her in the background. She glares at Tucker.

Sam: *gritting teeth, snatching the phone away* This isn’t about that stupid video!

Tucker: *raising an eyebrow, smirking* Uh-huh. Sure.

Sam grumbles, turning back toward the screen, fixated on Marcella  and Danny as the previews continue. Meanwhile, down below—Marcella  happily scarfs down snacks at inhuman speed, washing it all down with her slurpee.

Suddenly, she pauses, pressing a hand to her stomach as it rumbles ominously. Danny notices.

Danny: *raising an eyebrow, smirking*

Uh… Marcy you good?

Marcella  shifts uncomfortably before—

Marcella : *sheepish, chuckling* Oops… excuse me.

She suddenly lets out a loud burp, releasing a greenish mist into the air. The mist drifts upward—right into the faces of Sam and Tucker as they freeze as the stench hits them full force. Their eyes widen in horror as their faces contort in absolute disgust.*

Tucker: *gagging, waving hand in front of his face* OH—DUDE! What is that?! Ugh! did she eat a dumpster fire?!

Sam: *coughing, eyes watering*

UGH! It smells like rotting garbage, durian, sour milk, and a graveyard baking in the sun!

Tucker dramatically collapses in his seat, fanning himself while Sam furiously gags into her sleeve.

Meanwhile, down below, Marcella  gives Danny an awkward chuckle as she sheepishly sips her slurpee.

Marcella : *innocently* Pardon me.

Danny: *grinning, waving a hand* Eh, it's no big deal.

They continue watching the movie as the previews end—completely unaware of Sam and Tucker dying from the aftermath of Marcella ’s unexpected foul attack behind them as the movie starts, the camera lingers on Sam and Tucker’s miserable expressions before slowly panning to the bright screen, signaling the start of the feature film…

[Time Skip]

Danny and Marcella  step out of the theater. Marcella , still nibbling on the last of her chocolate nuggets, looks absolutely ecstatic.

Marcella : *grinning wide, fangs slightly showing* That was… exhilarating! Moving pictures, lively sounds—so much color! Tell me, do they always capture grand adventures in these “movies”?

Danny: *chuckles, hands in pockets* Pretty much. It’s a whole thing. Action, comedy, horror—you name it, there’s a movie about it.

Marcella : *thoughtful, savoring her last bite of chocolate* I would have never imagined such an art form… It is like watching the bards tell their tales, but in… much sharper detail.

Danny: *smirking* Yeah, but bards never had surround sound and popcorn.

Marcella  finishes her chocolate, then licks the melted remains off her fingers before turning to Danny.

Marcella : *tilting her head, curious*

So, what do you wanna do now? Another moving picture? A quest, perhaps?

Danny: *laughs* How about something simpler? Like grabbing a bite at Nasty Burger?

Marcella : *grins, revealing slightly elongated canines* More modern cuisine? I approve of this endeavor. Lead the way, my dear Phantom.

They head off, unaware that ten feet behind them, two familiar figures sneak out of the theater’s shadowy entrance.

The camera fades inside Nasty Burger, Danny and Marcella  sit at a booth, enjoying their food. Danny’s eating a classic Nasty Burger with fries, while Marcella , true to her growing sweet tooth, has a tray stacked with chocolate shakes, apple pies, and a small serving of fries she’s inspecting with amusement.

Marcella : *holding up a fry, eyeing it suspiciously* What exactly is the appeal of these salted twigs?

Danny: *smirks, dipping a fry into his shake* Try it with this. Trust me, it’s good.

Marcella  hesitantly dips the fry into her chocolate shake and takes a bite. Her eyes widen, and she hums in delight.

Marcella : *impressed* A strange but delightful contrast… salty and sweet… very well, I accept this odd pairing!

Danny laughs as she happily continues eating. Camera shifts ten tables away, where Sam and Tucker sit behind a large menu, spying.

Tucker: *whispering, munching on his own fries* Okay, I’ll admit—Marcella ’s got quirks, but I don’t see the big deal.

Sam: *hissing, arms crossed, eyes burning with frustration* The big deal is that she’s getting too close to Danny! We barely know a thing about her, and she’s already latched onto him like some—some leech!

Tucker: *eyebrow raised, unimpressed*

Uh-huh. So this isn’t at all about that "BMX Babe Crushes It" video?

He slyly pulls up the video on his PDA and tilts it toward her. Sam glares daggers at him, snatching it away.

Sam: *gritted teeth* This is about Danny’s safety!

Before Tucker can respond, a loud, familiar voice echoes from the counter.

Paulina: *frustrated, arms crossed, speaking in her usual haughty accent* What do you mean you don’t have any low-calorie burgers?!

Danny and Marcella  glance over as the poor cashier, a teenage employee wearing a Nasty Burger visor, looks like he wants to disappear.

Cashier: *sighing, holding back irritation*

Miss, the smallest thing on the menu is the Mighty Mini Cheesy Melt… 230 calories per serving.

Paulina: *huffs, exasperated* Ugh, honestly… how is a girl supposed to watch her figure when all you guys have is greasy stuff?

Cashier: *deadpan* The least greasy thing we have are the salads.

Paulina: *dramatic sigh, tossing her hair back*

Fine. Give me one of those. And don’t mess it up.

Paulina snatches her order and strides off, nose in the air, not bothering to look at Danny—until, in passing, she notices Marcella . For just a moment, her face flushes pink before she quickly looks away and speed-walks to a table.

Marcella , who had been frozen in place, watches Paulina with wide eyes, her grip tightening on her shake. There’s an undeniable longing in her gaze.

Danny:  *noticing, confused* Uh… Marcella ? You okay?

Marcella  slowly turns to Danny, her expression unreadable.

Marcella : *softly, almost in awe* Who… was that?

Danny: *glances toward Paulina, then back at Marcella * Oh, that was Paulina. She goes to our school.

Marcella : *murmuring, as if recalling a distant memory* Paulina… I have seen her before… she was at the school, the one in pink right?

Danny: *nods, shrugging* Yeah, she’s kind of the queen bee there. Super popular, loves attention.

Marcella  slowly turns her head back toward Paulina, her grip on her locket tightening. She exhales, gaze soft with something deeper than curiosity.

Marcella : *quiet, almost to herself* …It is her.

Danny: *raising an eyebrow* What?

Marcella  hesitates, then carefully unclasps a silver locket hanging around her neck. She opens it and shows Danny the picture inside. His eyes widened in shock.

Inside the locket is an aged, delicate drawing of a woman—Paula Sandu. And she looks exactly like Paulina.

Danny: *stunned, whispering* Whoa… she looks just like—

Marcella : *softly, nodding* Paula Sandu.

Danny processes this, connecting the dots.

Danny: *still in shock* Wait… you’re saying Paulina is—

Marcella : *nodding, voice tinged with emotion* Yes, Paula once promised me… that I would see her again in the next life.

Danny stares at the picture, then at Paulina—who is currently poking at her salad with disinterest, completely unaware of what’s unfolding. Marcella , however, remains still, her eyes locked onto Paulina with an unreadable expression—one of longing, sorrow, and something deep, deep inside… hope.

After some time, Danny and Marcella  exit the fast-food restaurant, laughing together. The sky is transitioning from sunset to early evening, casting a golden hue over Amity Park.*

Danny: *Chuckling* I still can’t believe you were so excited over a movie. You acted like it was the best thing ever.

Marcella : *Grinning, stretching her arms*

Of course! Moving pictures with sound? Capturing entire worlds? It’s exhilarating! I wish we had that 100,000 years ago.

Danny: *Smirks* Yeah, well, a lot’s changed since then.

Marcella : *Hums, then tilts her head, hearing something in the distance*

Paulina: *O.S*  *Angry, distressed* Hey, let me go! That’s my purse! It’s an Abyss Original!

Danny: *Stops walking, frowning* What was that?

Marcella : *Serious, eyes glowing faintly red* Trouble.

Danny: *Sighs* I should—

Marcella : *Places a firm hand on his shoulder* I’ll handle it. You should go home.

Danny: *Looking at her, hesitant* Are you sure?

Marcella : *Smiles faintly* I can be subtle.

Danny: *Smirks* Uh-huh. Just... keep your identity a secret.

Marcella : *Mocking* Of course, oh wise human-ghost hybrid.

Danny shakes his head with a grin before heading home. Marcella  watches him go, then ducks into a nearby alley.

Marcella  stands in the shadows. Her deep brown skin takes on a faint glow as her body shifts into her vampire-ghost hybrid form. Her long black hair streaks silver, her red eyes gleam, and her fangs elongate. The transformation is seamless, eerie, and beautiful.

Marcella : *Quietly to herself* Let’s see what’s making all the noise…

She leaps into the sky, flying toward the source of Paulina’s distress.

Meanwhile we see Paulina is struggling against a Thug, a burly man with a ski mask, who’s tugging at her designer purse.

Thug: *Snickering* Just hand it over, doll-face, and we won’t have any trouble.

Paulina: *Struggling, furious* Ugh! Do you even know how much this costs?!

Before the thug can react, Marcella  dive-bombs from the sky, grabbing him by the collar and yanking him into the air. He SCREAMS as she spirals downward, SLAMMING him into the ground with a resounding thud.

Thug: *Groaning, dazed* W-What the hell—?!

Marcella  bares her fangs, her crimson eyes piercing into him as she hovers over him, her grip tightening around his throat.

Marcella : *Cold, commanding* You made a mistake, no one harms my sapphire.

The thug tries to struggle, but it’s useless. Marcella  lowers her mouth to his neck—her fangs sinking deep. The thug shrieks, but it’s quickly muffled as she drains him dry. His body withers into a lifeless husk, his skin turning gray.

Paulina watches in horror, clutching her purse tightly.

Paulina: *Stammering* I—uh—Ghost Boy?

Marcella  wipes the blood from her lips, turning to face Paulina. Paulina’s eyes widen as she realizes that this is NOT Danny Phantom. She takes a step back.

Paulina: *Nervous, whispering* You’re… a vampire?

Marcella : *Sensing Paulina’s fear, softens her expression* Ghost Vampire actually and I’m sorry you had to see that.

Paulina: *Slowly relaxing, swallowing hard* No, uh… that guy was a creep, so… thanks, I guess?

Paulina takes a cautious step closer, examining Marcella ’s ghostly yet striking appearance.

Paulina: *Quirking a brow* Wait—who are you?

Marcella : *Smiles faintly* I don’t have a name.

Paulina: *Scoffs* You don’t have a superhero name? Ha! Well, today’s your lucky day, ‘cause I am a genius at naming stuff.

Paulina circles Marcella , taking in her silver-streaked hair, her glowing red eyes, and her athletic build. She taps her chin, thinking.

Paulina: *Lightly teasing* Hmm… Well, you’ve got white hair like Ghost Boy, but you’re way more intimidating. And those powers… Okay, how about… Silver Sable?

Marcella  considers the name, rolling it over in her mind. Then, she smiles, a genuine, rare smile.

Marcella : *Smirk* Silver Sable, huh? I like it.

Paulina:  *Crossing her arms, smug* Of course you do. I’m great at this.

Marcella  nods in thanks, then with a graceful leap, she soars into the night, disappearing into the clouds.

Paulina: *Watching her go, muttering* ...Kinda cooler than Ghost Boy.

She chuckles, twirls her purse in her hands, then walks off, a small, intrigued smile lingering on her face. Meanwhile, we see Marcella  land silently on the rooftop, shifting back into her human form. She exhales, feeling the weight of her new identity.

Marcella : *Quietly, to herself* Silver Sable…

She smirks to herself before heading inside, unaware that this night marked the beginning of a new chapter in her immortal existence.

The next day we see the camera pan over a peaceful morning in Amity Park before settling on Danny Fenton, still asleep in bed. The room is quiet, save for the gentle ticking of the clock—until the loud, obnoxious BUZZ of Danny’s alarm clock shatters the silence. Danny groans, half-awake, and reaches out to turn it off.

Instead of the alarm, his hand lands on something soft and warm. A soft moan follows. Danny furrows his brow, still groggy, and slowly opens his eyes. He looks down… and his hand is on Marcella ’s breast.

Beat.

Danny: *Tired mumbling* Huh?

His sleep-addled brain takes a second to process what he’s seeing. Then—

Danny: *Eyes widening* GAH!

*Danny screams in shock, jerking his hand back so fast that he tumbles off the bed, landing hard on the floor. The commotion stirs Marcella , who lets out a soft yawn, baring her fangs. She stretches lazily, completely unfazed by the chaos as she reaches for her glasses and puts them on.

Marcella : *Adjusting her glasses* Ugh… Can’t a girl get some sleep?

Danny, face bright red, scrambles to his feet, pointing at her with a mix of confusion and panic.

Danny: *Yelling* WHAT THE—Marcella , WHY ARE YOU IN MY BED?!

Marcella  blinks, then finally takes in her surroundings. She glances around the room, realization slowly dawning on her.

Marcella : *Deadpan* ...Oh. This isn’t my room is it?

Danny: *Exasperated* Yeah, no kidding!

Marcella  yawns again, stretching like a cat, the red lingerie she’s wearing shifting with her movements. Danny gulps, suddenly very aware that she’s wearing very little. The outfit leaves nothing to the imagination—her curves, her cleavage—everything is on full display. He turns away, eyes darting anywhere but at her.

Marcella : *Casually* I had to use the bathroom last night. I was half-asleep and must’ve wandered into your room instead of mine.

She gets up gracefully, brushing her fingers through her black hair streaked with gold. Danny risks a glance at her—bad idea. Marcella  notices him staring, a playful smirk curling on her lips.

Marcella : *Teasing* Hmm… You like what you see?

Marcella  strikes a pose, hands on her hips, back slightly arched. Danny’s face goes even redder, eyes widening in pure panic.

Danny: *Stammering, looking away* I—Uh—No—I mean—You should—Put on some clothes!

Marcella  chuckles, clearly enjoying his embarrassment.

Marcella : *Smirking* Oh, come now, Daniel. No need to be shy.

Danny, desperate to escape, bolts out of his room, heading straight for the bathroom as he rushes into the hallway, slamming the bathroom door open— and nearly collides with Jazz, who’s brushing her teeth. Jazz pauses mid-brush, eyeing Danny’s red face and panicked expression.

Jazz: *Quirking a brow* ...Okay. What happened?

Danny: *Still flustered, hands on his face* I—It’s nothing!

Before Jazz can respond, Marcella  steps casually into the hallway still wearing her red lingerie. She brushes past Danny, heading for the bathroom without a care in the world.

Marcella : *Bored tone* Move over, I need to freshen up.

Jazz spits out her toothpaste in shock.

Jazz: *Blanching* Oh. My. Gosh.

She whirls on Danny, her eyes gleaming with realization.

Jazz: *Grinning* Did you two…?

Danny: *Horrified* WHAT—NO!

Marcella : *Playfully, over her shoulder* Not yet.

Danny facepalms, groaning. Jazz, grinning knowingly, leans closer to Danny.

Jazz: *Smirking* Oh, I totally understand the situation.

Danny groans even louder as Marcella  chuckles, stepping into the bathroom and shutting the door behind her. Jazz simply pats Danny’s shoulder, shaking her head with mock sympathy.

Jazz: *Teasing* Mom and Dad are gonna love this.

Danny lets out a dramatic groan, flopping onto the hallway floor in comedic defeat as we later see the sun shine over Amity Park as Danny and Marcella  walk side by side toward Casper High. Danny is still looking mildly flustered from this morning’s fiasco, while Marcella  walks with her usual grace and confidence, her black hair streaked with gold flowing with each step.

Danny: *Sighing, rubbing his temples*

So, just to clarify—you were so drowsy that you mistook my room for yours?

Marcella : *Nonchalantly adjusting her glasses* That is correct.

Danny: *Skeptical* And you didn't notice anything off? Like, I dunno, my bed not being your bed?

Marcella : *Playfully* Hmm… now that you mention it, yours was softer.

Danny: *Deadpan* That’s not helping.

Marcella  chuckles, clearly enjoying his frustration.

Marcella : Oh, lighten up, Daniel. It wasn’t my fault I was half-asleep.

Danny: *Exasperated* Yeah, yeah. I guess I can’t really blame you for being tired…

He crosses his arms, mumbling to himself.

Danny: *Reluctantly* Just… maybe try not to mistake my bed for yours again?

Marcella : *Smiling warmly*

I make no promises.

Before Danny can protest, Marcella  suddenly pulls him into a hug. Danny's face smashes right into her chest, muffling his next words. His entire face turns bright red.

Danny: *Muffled* Mmmph?!

Marcella  simply smirks, hugging him tighter.

Marcella : *Teasing*

You’re so adorable when you’re flustered.

Marcella  finally releases him, and Danny stumbles back, coughing awkwardly, his face still red. Marcella  grins. Danny sputters, adjusting his backpack.

Danny: *Trying to recover*

Y-Yeah, uh… don’t mention it.

As they continue walking, Danny starts noticing something—drivers, pedestrians, even a guy on a bicycle are all staring at Marcella . Some look distracted, others outright hypnotized. One driver, too busy gawking, nearly swerves into another lane, forcing another car to honk loudly.*

Danny: *Muttering to himself* Great… if Paulina was distracting, Marcella ’s a full-on traffic hazard.

Marcella , oblivious to the chaos she’s causing, notices something midair—a small pizza box flying toward her. With perfect reflexes, she snatches it out of the air without even looking.

Marcella : Huh. Neat.

She opens the box—a freshly baked pizza inside. She shrugs and takes a big bite. Danny stares in disbelief.

Danny: *Skeptical* Wait… where did that even come from?

Marcella : *Playful smirk* The universe works in mysterious ways, Danny. Plus, who would say no to free food?

Marcella  tears the pizza in half and hands a slice to Danny, who hesitates before finally giving in. He takes a bite as they continue walking.

Danny: *Mouth full* You know, for someone who causes this much chaos, you sure act way too casual about it.

Marcella : *Smirking* Oh, Danny, darling. Chaos is what makes life interesting.

Danny sighs, shaking his head, as they walk toward Casper High—Marcella  cheerfully eating her pizza, Danny still mentally processing his morning.

We then fade to Danny and Marcella  as they approach the front doors of Casper High, finishing their shared pizza slice. Danny wipes his mouth, while Marcella  licks her fingers with an elegant smirk.

Danny: *Shaking his head, amused* You know, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to your casual approach to, well… everything.

Marcella : *Playfully*

Oh, Daniel, darling, life’s too short to not enjoy the little things.

They step inside, walking down the hallway bustling with students. A hushed excitement fills the air as nearly every student is glued to their phones. The faint sound of a video playing echoes through the halls—cheering, a bike skidding, and someone yelling "NO WAY!"

Marcella  notices this, raising an intrigued eyebrow.

Marcella :*Confused* What are they all so fascinated with on their little magic rectangles?

Danny: *Chuckles* Okay, one, that’s called technology. And two, I have no idea.

Before Marcella  can inquire further, Tucker and Sam appear. Tucker is excited, but Sam… not so much.

Tucker: *Grinning* Oh, you guys haven’t seen it yet? Marcella , you’ve officially gone viral.

Danny: *Blinking* Wait—what?

Marcella : *Tilting her head* "Viral"? Should I be concerned? That sounds like something one needs a cure for.

Tucker: *Laughs, pulling out his phone* No, no, not that kind of viral! Here, check it out!

Tucker holds up his phone, revealing a video titled "BMX Babe Crushes It!" The footage plays, showing Marcella ’s insane BMX stunts from the skatepark—spinning midair, landing flawlessly, and wiping the floor with overconfident skaters. The clip ends with an explosive cheer from the crowd.

Marcella 's eyes widened in awe.

Marcella : *Amazed* Look! It’s me! In the little rectangle box!

Danny: *Chuckling* Yeah, Marcy, I see it.

Tucker: *Smugly* Over a million views already! People are losing their minds over your skills!

Marcella : *Smiling, impressed*

Ah, fleeting fame… how intriguing.

Sam crosses her arms, scowling.

Sam: *Snarky* Yeah, yeah, you’re so popular now. Honestly, I still think this video’s fake. Probably edited to make it look real.

Danny: *Firmly* It’s real, Sam. Trust me, I was there.

The surrounding students cheer as they see Marcella . Some high-five her, others just stare in admiration. Marcella , ever the graceful diva, simply waves elegantly like a queen.

Student 1: Dude, those flips were insane!

Student 2: Are you, like, a pro or something?!

Marcella : *Playfully*  I simply do what I do best.

Sam rolls her eyes, huffing in frustration.

Sam: *Low growl* Ugh.

Marcella : *Quirking a brow* You seem… agitated.

Tucker: *Leaning toward Marcella * Oh, she’s always like that.

Sam, now fed up, pokes Marcella ’s chest accusingly.

Sam: *Annoyed* I still say you faked those stunts.

The students boo at Sam’s comment.

Student 3: Dude, stop being jealous.

Student 4: Yeah, it’s totally real! We saw it live!

Sam grits her teeth, letting out a frustrated groan before storming off.

Sam: *Muttering* Whatever.

Marcella  watches her leave, then turns to Tucker, bemused.

Marcella : *Dryly* She has… issues.

Tucker: *Shrugging* Welcome to my life.

Danny shakes his head as the camera pans up, the school bell ringing, signaling the start of class ae we see Danny and Marcella  sit at their desks in Mr. Lancer’s class. The room buzzes with low chatter as students steal glances at Marcella , who is calmly filing her nails. Danny, slouched over his desk, rests his face in his palm, looking utterly exhausted. Tucker and Sam lean over.

Tucker: *Whispering* Okay, dude. You look wrecked. What the heck happened this morning?

San: *Arms crossed, glaring at Marcella * Yeah, I’d love to know what she did now.

Danny: *Grumbling* It’s… complicated.

Marcella : *Nonchalant, still filing nails*

Oh, it’s quite simple, really. I unintentionally slept with Danny last night.

The entire classroom goes dead silent. Students turn slowly toward them. Tucker chokes on his own spit. Paulina, Star, and the other girls gasp. Dash’s jaw hits the floor. Sam’s eye twitches violently.

Dash: *Aghast* You WHAT?!

Paulina: *Giggling* Oh my gosh, Fenton! You dog!

Danny: *Frantic, waving hands* NO! No, no, no, no, NOT LIKE THAT!

Tucker: Leaning forward, grinning Okay, I gotta hear this one.

Marcella , utterly unfazed, casually crosses her legs and stretches.

Marcella : *Shrugging* I wandered into his bedroom, thinking it was mine. So naturally, I got comfortable and slept there… in my red lingerie.

More gasps. Tucker looks like he’s about to explode. Sam looks like she’s about to murder someone. Danny looks like he wants the earth to swallow him whole.

Danny: *Horrified* STOP TALKING!

Student #1: *Amazed* Wait, so you—

Danny: *Facepalming* NO, WE DIDN’T!

Marcella : *Amused* Oh, do relax, darling. You act as if I’d bite you in your sleep.

Tucker: *Smirking* Would you, though?

Marcella : *Grinning* Only if he asked nicely.

More students snicker. Danny groans, slumping onto his desk. Sam’s fists clench.

Sam: *Seething* You mean to tell me that you willingly—

Danny: *Frustrated* No! She just got lost in my house! That’s it!

Tucker: *Grinning* I dunno, man. That’s a weird thing to “accidentally” do.

Marcella  chuckles, enjoying Danny’s suffering. Sam crosses her arms, fuming. Mr. Lancer finally clears his throat loudly, silencing the class.

Mr. Lancer: *Deadpan* As fascinating as this impromptu soap opera is, might I remind you that this is English class and not a gossip column?

The students grumble as they reluctantly turn back toward the lesson. Danny exhales in relief. Marcella  simply smirks.

Marcella : *Whispering to Danny* You mortals are so easily flustered.

Danny: *Grumbling* And you are a walking PR disaster.

Marcella  smirks wider as Mr. Lancer begins his lecture. Sam, still glaring daggers at Marcella , grits her teeth.

We later fade to Danny, Sam, and Tucker stand at their lockers, discussing the morning’s fiasco with Marcella .

Tucker: *Grinning* Dude, I still can’t believe it. You actually slept with Marcella  in your bed?

Danny: *Frustrated* For the last time, we did not sleep together! She accidentally wandered into my room, thought it was hers, and—

Tucker: *Smirking* —and cuddled up next to you in her red lingerie?

Danny groans, slamming his locker shut as Sam crosses her arms, glaring at him.

Sam: *Skeptical* Yeah, right. Real convenient excuse, Danny.

Danny: *Defensive* You think I wanted this to happen?! I woke up, saw her, screamed, fell out of bed, and nearly gave myself a concussion!

Tucker: *Chuckling* Okay, but like… Marcy’s hot. Dude, you are so lucky.

Before Danny can retort, a smooth, sultry voice comes from behind Sam.

Marcella : *Playfully* Who’s lucky now?

Sam yelps in shock, nearly knocking over her books as she spins around. Marcella  stands there, looking bummed.

Danny: *Surprised* Marcy? What’s wrong? You look… off.

Marcella : *Sighing* I attempted to join several clubs today, thought I’d try something fun. But, alas… every single one rejected me.

Tucker: *Raising an eyebrow* Wait—seriously? You? Why?

Marcella : *Shrugging*

Either they were terrified of me… or too distracted by my beauty to focus.

Sam: *Deadpan* Yeah, that checks out.

Danny: *Concerned* What kind of clubs did you try?

Marcella : *Counting on fingers* Let's see, Soccer, football, archery, cooking, fencing, drama, science, even chess! Not one club could handle me.

As she speaks, Marcella ’s eyes scan the hallway and land on a cheerleading tryout flyer. Her eyes light up. She snatches it off the wall and holds it up excitedly.

Marcella : *Gasps* Ooooh, what is this?

Danny: *Reading* Uh… cheerleading tryouts?

Marcella : *Excited* Cheerleading… That sounds exhilarating! What exactly is it?

Danny: *Smiling* It’s, uh… basically hyping up the crowd at games. Dancing, gymnastics, flipping through the air. Lots of energy.

Marcella ’s eyes gleamed with inspiration. Sam, however, immediately catches on. Her face falls.

Sam: *Horrified* Oh NO. No no no no no. No.

Danny: *Confused* What’s wrong?

Marcella : *Grinning* I am going to try out for the cheerleading squad!

Marcella : *Throwing fist up* Go Doves!

Danny: *Correcting* It’s Ravens.

Marcella : *Shrugging* Them too!

Tucker: *Excited* Dude, that’s awesome!

Sam: *Appalled* It’s not awesome! Being a cheerleader is the worst thing you could possibly do! They’re all shallow, uptight, and—

She pauses mid-rant, suddenly realizing something. Her eyes narrow.

Sam: *Flatly* …She’s not here anymore, is she?

The camera pans over to where Marcella  was standing. Instead of her, there’s just a blinking outline of her shape, indicating she’s already gone. Danny and Tucker glance at the outline, then back at Sam.

Danny & Tucker: *Flatly* Nope.

Sam lets out a frustrated groan, slamming her head against her locker as Danny and Tucker exchange amused looks.

We then cut to the gym where it is filled with students watching the cheerleading tryouts. Paulina and Stqe, both dressed in their cheer uniforms, sit at a table reviewing a list of names. Several girls have already tried out, but none have impressed them.

Star: *sighs, crossing her arms* Every girl tried, and they all couldn't pull off the routine. We need someone strong enough to support the pyramid.

Paulina: *flipping through the list, disinterested* Well, who's next on the list?

Star looks at the list and suddenly freezes, her eyes widening in shock. Paulina notices and frowns, concerned.

Paulina: Star? What is it? You look like you're about to pass out.

Star doesn’t answer and instead turns the list around to show Paulina. Paulina’s eyes widen in equal shock as she reads aloud—

Paulina: Belladonna?!

As if on cue, Marcella  enters, now disguised in her human form. She’s wearing the Casper High cheerleading uniform, which is snugly fitted, accentuating her curves. Her deep brown skin, long black hair with striking golden streaks, aquamarine eyes, and glasses make her stand out. She waves casually.

Marcella : Hi.

Paulina and Star exchange nervous glances before whispering to each other.

Star: *whispering, panicked* She cannot make the squad! Otherwise, she'll like, taint the whole school's social status—or worse, take your spot as cheer captain or outshine us! We have to say she didn’t make it.

Paulina: *whispering, hesitant* We can't just do that. Let's just see what she can do and… maybe we can tell her she didn’t make it.

Star: *sighs, defeated* Fine.

Star turns to say something but finds herself face-to-face with Marcella , who had unknowingly gotten closer. Star jumps, yelps, and falls out of her chair, landing on the floor. Marcella  blinks in surprise before apologizing and offering her hand.

Marcella : Oh! My apologies. Here, let me help you.

She effortlessly lifts Star back into her seat, her grip surprisingly firm. Star brushes herself off, avoiding eye contact.

Star: Uh… right. Here’s the routine.

She hands Marcella  a sheet of paper, who looks it over briefly before nodding.

Marcella : *nonchalantly* Okay, this looks easy enough.

Star stares at her, internally panicking.

Star: *thoughts, horrified* Easy?! I just gave her one of the most difficult cheer routines in history!

Paulina: *clearing throat, trying to stay composed* Alright, Belladonna. Let's see what you can do.

She tries to keep a neutral tone, but internally, she’s thinking—

Paulina: *thoughts, flustered* Oh my gosh, she looks so adorable in that uniform!

Marcella  steps forward, nods, and stretches briefly.

Marcella : Right. Let’s do this.

The music starts. Marcella  first does a few arm motions, moving with precise, elegant control. Then, without warning, she executes a flawless backflip, landing into a perfect split. The crowd murmurs in astonishment.

She springs back to her feet with unnatural grace, performing a sidekick, seamlessly transitioning into a cartwheel to her right before executing a forward flip. The other cheerleaders watch in awe.

Random Cheerleader: *whispering, amazed* She’s really good…

Marcella , unfazed, continues her routine. She twirls into multiple cartwheels, this time moving away, demonstrating flawless acrobatic control. Then, she executes a ninja wheel, followed by a somersault, finishing with a high-speed flip. She lands perfectly and stands poised, awaiting feedback.

Star and Paulina stare, wide-eyed, struggling to process what they just witnessed. Star is shocked, while Paulina is both impressed and annoyed.*l

Paulina gripping her pencil tighter, biting down… until it SNAPS in half and Star is equally stunned, but the two quickly regain composure and whisper among themselves.

Star: *whispering, frantic* Paulina, what do we do?! She’s better than everyone on the squad!

Paulina: *whispering, forced smile* We can’t deny she’s good…

They take a few seconds to deliberate before turning back to Marcella . Paulina sighs before announcing—

Paulina: Congratulations, Belladonna. You made the squad.

Marcella : *smirks, fists clenched excitedly*

Yes!

Marcella  relaxes slightly but then shifts uncomfortably, lightly pulling at her uniform. Star notices and raises an eyebrow.

Star: Something wrong Marcy?

Marcella : The uniform is nice, but… it’s a little snug in my chest area.

Both Paulina and Star glance at Marcella  realizing just how tightly the uniform fits her curves. This irks them both, though they don’t show it.

Paulina: *gritted teeth, forced smile* I’ll… get you a roomier uniform.

Marcella : smiling, genuinely grateful*

Thank you!

As Marcella  walks off, some of the other cheerleaders whisper excitedly, impressed by her performance. Paulina watches her go, arms crossed, deep in thought.

Star:  *whispering, muttering* This is gonna be a problem…

Paulina sighs, knowing Star is right. The scene fades out as the cheerleaders continue murmuring about Marcella ’s incredible skills.

We later cut to Casper High’s cafeteria. Danny, Sam, and Tucker are sitting at their usual table, trays of food in front of them. Tucker is grinning confidently, while Sam crosses her arms, looking skeptical.

Tucker: I’m telling you, dude, there’s no way Marcella  didn’t make the team. I mean, did you see her tryout? She did a triple backflip into a split! Who even does that?

Sam: *rolling her eyes* I bet she didn’t even make the team. With Paulina and Star being the only two judges, it’s highly unlikely she’ll make it.

Danny: *shrugging* I dunno, Tuck. You know how Paulina is. If Marcella  so much as looked at her wrong, she’s out.

Before Sam can respond, Marcella  suddenly flips through the air, executing a perfect backflip before landing gracefully—right into Danny’s lap.

Danny: *blinking, startled*  Uh… hi?

Sam: *scowling*: Oh, great.

Tucker: *grinning*: Okay, that was impressive.

Danny: So… how’d tryouts go?

Marcella : *smirking*: Oh, it went well.

Sam: *softening slightly*: Marcy, look, we’re sorry you didn’t make the team, but there’s no need—

Marcella : *interrupting*: Oh, but I did make the team.

Danny, Sam, and Tucker: WHAT?!

Danny and Tucker exchange surprised glances before grinning.

Danny: That’s great! Congrats, Marcy!

Tucker: I knew it! I told you guys she’d make it!

Sam: folding her arms, fuming*: This isn’t awesome.

Danny: *raising an eyebrow*: Oh, come on, Sam. You could at least be happy for her.

Sam: Happy? Are you serious? Do you even know what this means? Marcella , on the squad, with Paulina? This isn’t amazing, this is a disaster!

Marcella : *shrugging, clearly amused by Sam’s frustration* Sounds like envy to me, dear Samantha.

Scoffing, Sam looks away, refusing to acknowledge Marcella ’s taunt. Just then, Marcella  spots something shiny on the floor.

Marcella : Ooh, a nickel!

She quickly hops off Danny’s lap and bends down to pick it up, unintentionally flashing her panties.

Danny’s face turns red as he quickly averts his eyes. Tucker’s glasses fog up as he nearly chokes on his drink. Several football players walking by are so distracted they crash into a nearby wall with a loud THUD.

Marcella : *standing back up, nickel in hand*: Hm? What’s wrong?

Sam: *gritting her teeth, about to say something*: You just—

Danny: *quickly cutting her off*: Nothing! Nothing at all!

Marcella  shrugs nonchalantly and, much to Sam’s horror, plops back down onto Danny’s lap.

Sam: *glaring, her frustration boiling over*: Okay, seriously! Why are you sitting on Danny’s lap again?!

Marcella: *grinning, wiggling slightly* Because Danny’s lap is comfy on my tushy.

Danny turns even redder as Tucker barely holds in a laugh. Sam’s eye twitches in barely-contained rage.

Sam: Oh, for the love of—

Marcella: *grabbing a slice of pizza from Danny’s tray and taking a bite* Mmm… pepperoni. My favorite.

Danny sighs, looking completely flustered, while Sam glares daggers at Marcella , her face a mix of anger, envy, and frustration. Tucker just enjoys the chaos as Danny sits there, speechless, as Marcella happily takes a bite of her pizza, utterly unfazed by the chaos she's caused.

Marcella: *Hears something* Uh-oh.

Marcella got off Danny's lap and  rushed off leaving the trio in confusion.

Tucker: Why did she just leave like that?

Danny: I don't know, come on.

The trio then follows where Marcella   went as they see Paulina walking down the stairs with a stack of books in her hands as she stumbles and loses her balance.

Paulina: *Starts losing her balance* Woah… woah…!

Danny: Oh no Paulina!

Paulina was about to fall down the stairs and Danny was about to go but a blur rushed by him as it was Marcella as she caught Paulina in one arm and caught her books in her other hand, Paulina looked up and saw Marcella's Aquamarine  eyes looking at her teal eyes.

Marcella: Gotcha, *to Paulina* You okay?

Paulina was blushing being held like this.

Paulina: *Blushes* I-I-I-I-I- I'm fine.

Marcella   then carried her downstairs and gave Paulina her books.

Marcella  : There, wouldn't want the head cheerleader to hurt herself.

Paulina: *Blushes* Heh, th-thanks Marcella.

Marcella: *Smiles* Anytime.

Paulina then walks off leaving the Marcella   and the trio.

Marcella: Look out for that open door.

Paulina: What? *Turns around and stops in the nick of time when the door opens* Woah!

Mr. Lancer: Oh apologies, Ms. Sanchez I didn't see you there.

Paulina: Uh it's okay.

Paulina moved aside and walked off.

Tucker: Woah… and I thought elephants had good hearing.

Danny: Marcella   how did you know that Paulina was gonna fall down the stairs with books in her hands.

Marcella  : Oh easy I heard her.

Tucker: You heard her?

Marcella: Yep, I just have really good hearing.

Tucker: How good?

Marcella: I can hear your heart beat so I know either of you could be either lying or telling the truth.

The trio's eyes widen in shock now knowing how good Marcella  's hearing is.

Tucker: Wow…

Sam: Yeah, that's not creepy at all, and this is coming from me.

Marcella  then sensed something as she pulled Danny close to her making the boy halfa blush and much to Sam's jealousy.

Danny: Woah Marcella   what are you-

Danny was cut off when a football was about to hit Tucker but Marcella   caught it at the last second.

Tucker: Woah…

Sam: *Stammers* I… you… football…how?!?

Marcella: Natural instincts.

The trio sees Marcella   walk off with a bounce in her step leaving Sam in her thoughts.

Sam: *In her head* I will get you away from Danny I swear!

We later see everyone in chemistry class where the teacher was going over the materials and everyone was paired and Marcella   was paired up with Paulina, much to Dash's annoyance.

Teacher: Now class be careful, we'll be doing some chemistry and these chemicals are very dangerous.

Marcella : Will do.

Marcella   then grab a test tube filled with a certain chemical and she pour one drop into a beaker. Then we see a large explosion much to everyone's shock.

Danny, Tucker and Sam: Marcella  !

A-listers: Paulina!

The smoke subsided as we see Marcella   hugging Paulina and indicating she shielded her from the blast.

Marcella: Phew you okay lab buddy?

Paulina: *Shocked*, Yeah I-I'm fine. What about you?

Marcella: I'm okay.

Teacher: Okay?! Th-that was a very volatile chemical capable of strong explosions. Any person would have been killed. How in the world did you survive that?

Marcella : Well this isn't the first time this has happened.

Sam: I'm guessing this happened at your old school too?

Marcella: Yeah but the explosion was much bigger, heh nearly destroyed me. But I survived and lived to tell the tale about it.

Danny: Wow, you are definitely hard core.

Marcella : Thanks D.

Danny: Anytime.

Marcella: Say can we go out for some pizza? My treat and I'm free this afternoon.

Danny: Well I don't…

Sam was actually hoping Danny would say no to this blond bimbo trying to steal her friend.

Marcella: And I'm buying. And we can go to the zoo.

Danny: I'm in.

Sam was now fuming like a volcano as the beaker in her hand was boiling from the rage she felt from Marcella   stealing the boy she… really cares for.

After school, we see Marcella  and Danny at the zoo

Since Danny established that he likes animals, Marcella   thought it'd be a fine place to be together. There, they saw several animals in their dens. Gorillas, lions, monkeys and even alligators.

Danny bought cotton candy for Marcella   as they walked around.

Danny: I gotta say, I don't usually get a chance to come here, so this is great.

Marcella: Really? I thought your friend Sam likes animals.

Danny: Yeah, but she hates this place. She Thinks all zoos are prisons for animals.

Marcella: Well that's stupid from what I heard, most of these zoos care and tend to their animals. Bet she protests too huh?

Danny: *Chuckles* Oh you have no idea.

Later that night we see Sam had tried to find Marcella  and Danny but they slipped away from her. She spent half an hour trying to find them before seeing them in the park together and she kept her distance, keeping an eye on them. She followed them through the park and then seeing them go to see a movie together and then get dinner together at some pizza joint. After that, Marcella  and Danny walked to Fenton works since it was almost time for their curfew, but Marcella  felt something off.

Marcella: Danny, why don't you go inside and tell your folks I'm gonna be a bit late.

Danny: Gotcha.

Marcella  walked away and headed down an alley and Sam followed her.

She has been wanting to see how she has managed to make her commute but couldn't catch her.

Maybe this is her chance. She tried to follow her and see what she was hiding and-

Marcella: I know that you are there Sam, so come on out...I would like to speak to you...  *suddenly, even though her back was turned.

Sam flinched in shock, unable to believe that she got caught.

Sam: *In her head* She caught me...but how?!

Marcella  turned to the direction of the dumpster where she was hiding behind. Sighing in defeat, Sam stepped out of her hiding place, ready to deal with this blonde interloper.

Sam: What? *with her arms crossed and Marcella  sent her an annoyed look*

Marcella : You know what...I would like to know why you were following me and Danny all day.

Sam: *Surprised* You knew?

Marcella : Yes, and the reason why I didn't call the cops is because you are Danny's friend and I did it out of respect for him...also, no, I haven't told him yet because I was hoping you would do the mature thing and stop on your own.

Sam sent her a glare and refused to back down

Sam: You might have Danny fooled but I am on to you…

Marcella: Onto what now?

Sam: You act like some innocent girl but you're hiding something...I know it...

Marcella: Okay you caught me.

Sam: I knew it!

Marcella : Yeah, I ordered milk chocolate eggs the other day but the delivery guy messed up my order and gave me dark chocolate covered cherries, and they were so good and I didn't say anything and made his job more difficult so I just went with it. Oh man…

Sam: *Facepalms* That is not what I meant and you know it! I'm talking about the fact that you moved from your town to here, the fact you live with Danny, the fact you spend a lot of time with Danny, and the fact that you are way stronger than you look and the fact that every time something bad happens, you vanish and leave Danny alone...you're up to something, I know it!

Marcella remained with a neutral face at this interrogation and answered with no fear or hesitation.

Marcella : *adjusts her glasses* So I am stronger than I look and I like hanging out with my new friend who's a boy, and I don't think my life is any of your business…

Sam: It is when you try and force your way into my best friend's life.

Marcella : I'm not intruding on anything, and I like hanging out with Danny, he's cool,  Also, just because I am stronger than I look or live far away is no reason for you to stalk me or Danny...which, by the way, is a major offense..I could call the cops on you right now if I feel like it...

Sam actually looked stunned by what Marcella  said.

Marcella : But I won't, since I like Danny and I don't wanna make him upset.

Sam: *Mutters* Yeah, right.

Marcella : What's that supposed to mean? Why do you think it's hard for me to like Danny? He's a great guy.

Sam: I know that but-

Marcella : But what? He's a cool guy who's super nice and he treats me with respect and he's a real sweetheart and I know that I am not the only one who thinks that, I.E you.

Sam: Uh..He's my best friend, I like him...but not that way.

Marcella: Fine, be in denial but I am only going to say this once right now Sam, I am not here to be your enemy I like hanging out with Danny and I am asking you calmly to stop spying on us you may be Danny's friend but you don't own him, he he likes hanging out with me because he chose me out of all of the girls he could have had and I  like him. I know that you are important to Danny, and I am okay with you guys being friends but if you keep violating my privacy, I will tell him.

Sam: You are still hiding something and I will find out about it.

Marcella : Yeah… keep telling yourself that. Whatever helps you sleep at night. *Leaves the area*

Sam stood there and didn't move until she heard a crack of thunder and it started to rain. She ran and soon saw that Marcella was gone already and Sam frowned before yelling and running back to her home, trying hard to stay out of the way.

Unknown to her, Marcella  was invisible as she turned visible again and looked to where Sam ran away.

Marcella: You're not a bad person, Sam...please don't try to be my enemy…

Next: Chapter 8: A Day In the Life Of A Vamp