Hey peps writing a new fanfic sorry. I don't own Young Dracula or any of its characters. That would be cool though but sadly not. The title explains it so here we go

The Count was excited. He had been for months now he and Magda were having a baby sure they already had Ingrid but this was different. This was not like Ingrid he and Magda were having a baby boy. A son The Count always wanted and needed a son. He needed a son to be his heir he was Count Dracula he was almost 600 years old and he wasn't going to be around forever even though he wanted to be he knew that he wasn't going to be. No, he had to stop thinking like that he was going to have a son and that son was going to need him.

"Right," he said out loud, "time to pick a name." The Count had been arguing with Magda over the name for his son and whether or not they should pick one now. Of course he wanted to choose one now so that he had something to call his unborn son he being who he was had already come up with a name and was not going to take no for an anser. The name he came up with was Vladimir it just sounded right, Vladimir, he would call him... Vladdy yes that is what he would call him, Vladdy, right off to convince Magda.

"Countie, have you decided on a name?" asked Magda. Right before The Count was about to anser he saw an empty bottle of slayers blood sitting next to Magda he thought for a moment then said "Thirsty?" "Oh,well..." The Count interrupted her wich she was glad she really had no anser to why the bottle was empty "Vladimir!" "What" Magda was confused her Count had just said a random name "Vladimir a name for our son." "Oh, I like it!"


"Oh where is it no no not it Ah Here it is no no no no Dominus no-no no-no oh, no how about this one Magda" "I don't know that name is never used he should have a newer name" "You do realise it could be a girl don't you" "Oh Ingrid of course it won't will it" "Of course not he is all man like your father" "How would you know" "I just do" "Whatever" "RENFIELD... RENFIELD... RENFIELD where is that mongle breath when you need him." "Coming master" "Renfield fetch the newer book" "Yes, master" "and a bottle of the shattered peasant the 42" "Yes, master" "Here it is master" "Yes, but where's the blood?" "Right away master" "Right no, no, no, no ah yes Vladimir yes the sounds right Vladimir Dracula" "Yes, that will be a good name for the boy" "Master your bottle of shattered peasant the 42" "Great now uncork it you can't expect us to drink it from the bottle that would be barbaric" "Master" "Haha Vladimir Dracula."

"Bonbons calm down" "How can I we don't know when the baby's due, Renfield can't even put together a simple crib, and the colors is all wrong" "Calm down bonbons it will all be fine" "You could have this child at any moment and this room is bright red it is supposed to be darker like black we can't have a child with an unfinished room" "It will all be fine you are just worried about the wait" "Alright alright I guess I am kind of stressed about the child" "Vladimir?" "Yes, him" "Relax bonbons it will all be worth it when you have the child in your arms the whole family is coming just to see the child there is nothing you can do this child will come when its ready alright" "Alright Magda but there is one thing I can think of that I can do " "And what's that?" "Punish Renfield of course" "For what?" "I don't know for leaving all these sharp objects lying around when my son comes I don't want him cutting himself on this broken bottle"

"RENFIELD RENFIELD RENFIELD" "Yes, master" "Why do you think it is acceptable to leave broken bottles and sharp objecting around" "BONBONS" "Magda whats wrong" "He's comming the child now" "Right Renfield paint the walls black and I'll call the doctor easy"

"Everybody say hello to the future Count Dracula, Vladimir Dracula"

"Daddy?" asked Ingrid "Are you still here?" I asked I was a little bit agrovated "Yes, Daddy." she answered can't she see that I just want to spend time with my son "Well GO AWAY! I need to spend time with my favorite child!" why couldn't she see that he was my heir not her I want to spend time with him. "Okay Daddy." she said finally she left. Now were alone. I'm holding my son in my arms. My son he's mine. I know that I have a daughter but not an heir. My son Vladimir Dracula I'm not ever going to get used to saying that. My Vladdy. My son. He will grow up to be a great vampire. We'll go hunting together father and son. He will sleep in a coffin and listen to me unlike Ingrid. I love him. I know that I'm a vampire but I love him. My son asleep in my arms. So helpless. So small. I don't want to put him down I just want him in my arms and to protect him forever. He's not leaving me not ever. He is mine not anyone else's. He is mine not Magda's, not Ingrid's, not Krone's, not Attila's, and nobody else's. Just mine.

Ok, ok so I've been confused on how to write this but I think I got it. This is when Vlad is about 4 months old. It's another Count and Vlad story. So Vlad's powers are developing and he figures out telepathy after having a nightmare. So... yay. Oh, I don't own any of the characters or Young Dracula. Enjoy


Counts POV

I sped into Vladdy's room after I heard him scream. He was crying and kicking. He was afraid. Afraid of what.

"It's ok," I whisper softly to him, "It was just a dream," I guessed, "its ok," I repeated, "Shhhhh go to sleep," Vladdy kept crying. It's ok I told him in his head 'Daddy?' I froze was that really him? My Vladdy? It's ok I'm right here. Vladdy stopped crying and relaxed.

After I got Vladdy back to sleep I went back out flying. I landed on a hill to think. My son's powers were beginning to develop. I felt like I was going to burst with pride. In sixteen years my Vladdy would be a full vampire well actually fifteen years and eight months. Then we could go hunting, flying, torching peasants, father and son

So I'm choosing to end this one on a happy note. Well, for the Count anyway so next one will hopefully be up by Sunday if I can get it up before then there just might be another chapter coming out this week. Reviews help me write just so you know if I know people are reading I will write quicker.


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