Ok… This is the "me no own Danny Phantom" blanket statement for this whole collection of plot bunnies. Feel free to use any of them you want… just give credit where it's due and everything's cool.
SO… I just get theses random scenes in my head and I gotta write them somewhere right? So here they will go as I think of them.
…And it frees up space in my brain for other ideas.
This one's about Vladdy. Takes place 3 years after the accident. It's just some randomness so feel free to ignore. Reviews are appreciated!
Do You Know Who I Am
Twenty-four-year-old Vlad Masters sat on his desk, arms crossed, surveying the trio of ghosts before him, a sly grin on his face.
"So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your invasion of my home boys?" he asked the three vultures silkily.
"Vi are vanting to take zat portal of yours," answered the one the young man assumed to be their leader. He gave a soft, scathing laugh.
"And what, exactly, do you intend on doing with my portal?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow, mildly entertained. If these three thought they could take him on, well, they had another thing coming.
"Vi can use it to travel between here and zee ghost zone and… uhh…"
"We… uhh…"
"Zat's classified," the leader finished lamely.
So they had no reason. Buffoons, all three of them! Thinking to take him on for nothing! It was stupidity to its highest degree!
"You do know who you are talking to I assume," he said, picking some imaginary dirt from under his fingernails.
"Umm… ze guy who owns the portal?" one of the birdbrains offered.
Vlad shut his eyes momentarily, cheesed off at their complete idiocy, before opening them as they blazed a ghostly red, generating a small ecto-blast in his hands. He chuckled darkly.
"The halfa."
Blame my strange mind. And I can just imagine how creepy he would look there...
Those birds don't stand a chance. (Grins evily)
Hoped you liked it! If not you can flame. I don't mind flames! They're good for marshmellows!
Later!