Authors Note: Well I got the idea for this story while listening to the song: Dude looks like a Lady by Aerosmith. Great song by the way, definitely a must hear. This is before the third season somewhere towards the end of the second one. One important thing to mention here is I'm going to do each chapter in a different POV. The first chapter will be in Vlad's then the next in Danny's. So in other words the next chapter will be the same as this in a different point of view. Whew that was a mouthful.

Summary: When Danny wishes for Vlad to get a taste of his own medicine the bachelor is in for a big surprise that teaches him a lesson he'll not soon forget. Now our favorite fruit loop has to figure out how this happened and how he's going to fix it.


Dude Looks Like A Lady

Chapter 1: What goes around


"Ahh," Danny Phantom cries as he is painfully blasted into a park fountain. He comes to rest in the water pieces of the fountain falling around him; the boy puts a hand up to his head where a large bruise is already forming. Daniel looks up, even though it must have hurt, and glares defiantly at me.

Who am I? Well I go by many names but you can call me Vlad Plasmius for now, I am the first human ghost hybrid in existence. And the boy below me would be the second, the reason I am beating him to a pulp is very simple. No matter how many times I try to get him to see things my way he refuses, at times like this I usually ended up teaching him a lesson in respect. But I'm sure he doesn't see it that way. If only the boy would open his eyes and see what I am offering him.

"Daniel, Daniel," I say shaking my head. "Why do you continue to defy me," I land on the ground a few feet away from Daniel, who is struggling to his feet. I don't give him time to recover and blast him out of the fountain and into a nearby oak tree. He cries out when his back collides with the trunk and falls to the ground landing heavily in the grass.

I know that was a bit of a cheap shot, but I need Daniel to stay and listen to me. And he can't do that if he runs away, one of the many things I plan to teach him once he accepts my offer.

Daniel lifts his head weakly and tries again to stand, but after a few attempts he falls onto his hands and knees breathing hard. I walk forward and grab his chin roughly, pulling it up so he can see me clearly, "It would be much easier just to listen to what I have to say."

The teen struggles in my grip but is too exhausted to pull away, "I don't care what you have to say Plasmius," he growls, green eyes burning.

I can't stop the small smirk that grows on my face; 'My Little Badger is so defiant that is why I won't stop until he accepts my offer.' We are the only two half ghosts in existence why can't he just understand that he belongs by my side?

"Oh I think you would like to hear this Daniel," I say. I lean closer so I am definitely inside his personal bubble, because I know he hates that and say sickly sweet, "You might even find it…useful advice." I chuckle quietly at my own inner joke, and watch as the boy's eyes widen slightly. Sometimes I do feel guilt over the fear I instill in Daniel, I really don't enjoy punishing him. But as any good parent would say, if you don't punish your children they'll never learn.

Daniel pulls himself from my grip but as he tries to stand a white ring of light appears at his waist and transforms him back into a raven haired teenager. He groans quietly and lowers his head, water dripped from his hair and into his face. For a millisecond I feel something pull at my heart, he just looks so young and helpless. I shake my head and push the feeling away, I have to keep my bearings if I ever wanted to get what I want.

"Just leave me alone Plasmius," Daniel whispers in a raspy voice, his head lowered.

"Why would you want the only person who could possibly understand what you're going through, to leave?" I state in mock surprise, as if it had just occurred to me. Daniel's shoulders stiffen; although his head is down I know he is listening. In my mind I grin because I know I have him right where I want him, but keep my face carefully blank. Now it's time to come in for the kill. I go on casually not sounding forced, almost as if we are two old friends talking about the weather.

I sigh dramatically and turn my back on the boy, knowing he is in too much pain to try to get away. "Imagine if your parents find out what you are, if they didn't kill you out right they might just decide to dissect your remains." I can feel the boys' eyes on me and smirk slightly before continuing, "They wouldn't accept you if they found out the truth. But if you joined me I could give you something they never can."

With this I turn around a gentle understanding in my eyes, I wasn't acting as much at this point because I really do care for the boy. We are so very much alike, he is the son I'd never had. "I can give you understanding. I can give you control of your powers, and most importantly I will accept you." I let my words hang in the air; watch in glee the indecision in his eyes. No matter how much he wants to deny it he knows what I say is true.

The silence wraps around us as I wait for the boy to answer, I may not be able to read minds, yet, but I can tell he is uncertain. He looks away and I see his hands clench into the grass, his fingers digging into the dirt. I know he heard every word I said and I know he is considering them. And that thought alone makes me feel victorious my hard work is starting to pay off. After a few minutes I decide that he isn't planning on answering and come to the conclusion that I should leave.

"I see you need some time to think this over, Daniel," I say sincerely. "So I will be leaving, see you again soon, son." I lift myself into the air and turn invisible; I know he can't sense me so I wasn't planning on actually leaving. I want to see his reaction.

Daniel pulls himself onto his knees and looks around; again I am struck by how young he really is. It's hard to believe sometimes that this child is dangerous in both here and the ghost zone.

The boy groans and eventually manages to stand up leaning heavily on the bark of the tree, I see him shake his head and mutter something under his breath. I dare to float a little closer so I am just above the top of the tree and listen closer. Daniel puts a hand up to his bruised forehead and says quite loudly, "Man I wish Vlad would just get a taste of his own medicine."

I smirk and watch as he limps very, very slowly from the park. Once he is out of sight I decide it really is time for me to leave, my mission has been a success, and turning in the air headed for home. Before I have even reached the outskirts of Amity Park my internal ghost sense blares a warning at me. I halt my flight and look around, I don't see anything but my ghost sense is buzzing uncontrollably and it is never wrong. My red eyes glance anxiously around I know someone is there so why aren't they showing themselves?

Suddenly a mass of swirling purple energy pops into existence in front of me, after a few seconds it fades away to be replaced by Desiree the Wishing Ghost. "What are you doing here," I ask in surprise. I haven't had many encounters with the ghost but we have met on a few occasions. She knows of my power and I know of hers.

Desiree smirks knowingly, "I'm just doing what I'm meant to do Plasmius." She says a slight chuckle escaping from her lips making me feel a bit uneasy. Desiree and I have never gotten along well; it might be because she found me, in her words, "an attractive, big strong man." But I only have eyes for one woman in my life, and I politely let Desiree know this, unfortunately she took offense and vowed to make me wish I had chosen her.

"What are you talking about Desiree," I question really starting to feel uneasy. Even though Daniel defeated the ghost on a regular basis I know if properly motivated Desiree can be dangerous. And hurting me in anyway was good enough motivation for her.

"Don't act so naïve Plasmius," the ghost reprimands me, as she lowers her eyelids seductively. "I'm granting wishes," with this she points over her shoulder. I look and my eyebrows rise when I see she is pointing at FentonWorks and Daniel is just walking through the door. "His wish," she adds.

Daniel's words suddenly float back to me making my jaw drop open, "I wish Vlad would get a taste of his own medicine."

"Wait Desiree," I start throwing up my hands. I know what she is about to do but for some reason my usual quick reflexes aren't working. I can't understand why I don't just blast her with an ecto ray like I normally would have done. But all I can think of is Daniel's wish repeating over and over in my mind.

Desiree lifts her hands above her head, already glowing a deep purple, "Too late," she says in a cheerful voice. With that she throws the purple energy at me, it collides with my chest and instead of shooting me backwards it goes inside me.

Instantly I feel a searing pain rocket through my entire body, it rushes up my arms and down my legs making me feel like my blood is on fire. The only painful experience I can compare to what I am feeling now is when I became a half-ghost. I think I hear Desiree laughing maniacally but I'm not sure, and I think that I manage to drop myself into the forest on the edge of Amity Park where I collapse onto my knees, my arms wrapped around my chest. All I can hear is my pain filled cries as they echo throughout the wooded area and the blood pounding in my ears.

I don't know how long the pain lasts but finally, after what seems like hours it lessens until it completely disappears leaving only a dull throb behind. I slowly crack my eyes open expecting the sun to burn into my pupils, but amazingly the sun has already set. A moan emerges from my throat as I slowly uncurl myself from the fetal position I had been in, a thought flits across my mind and I almost laugh at how absurd it is.

'I'm so glad Daniel isn't here to see this I would never live it down if he was.' Groaning I push myself onto my knees, feeling annoyed as my back pops, maybe I am getting a little old for this. Shaking the thought away, I put a hand up to my forehead and grimace at the pounding within it.

I rise unsteadily into a standing position feeling a wave of dizziness wash over me causing me to sway on my feet. I look down checking over my body, "Arm check feet check…I'm fine?" That is strange, the pain had been almost unbearable, but I'd been expecting more by the way Desiree was acting.

"But Daniel did wish for a taste of my own medicine," I mutter. 'Pain would be a taste of my own medicine, it makes sense.'

A smug grin grows on my face as I rise into the air; that was all, I am fine. Desiree may have caused me some discomfort but as long as I am alive I'm good. I laugh out loud, my laugh being snatched away with the wind as I fly powerfully for my mansion. I am Vlad Plasmius no mere wish can hurt me.

It was about a half an hour flight back to Wisconsin and if I kept this pace up it might even take less time.

I can't believe how foolish I'd been moments before, nothing could hurt me and it was silly to think so. I chuckle again this time at Desiree she must have thought the pain would be good enough revenge and that was why she seemed so happy. Oh how I wish I can see her face now.

After a good twenty-five minutes of fast flying I see my mansion rise up to meet me, the green and gold color even visible in the dark, I sigh in content. Without slowing down I turn intangible and phase through the wall leading into my master bedroom.

My staff mostly consists of ghosts so I don't have to hide the fact that I am part ghost, it is very convenient not to have to worry. After landing in my room I change back into my human form instantly feeling exhaustion hit me like a brick wall. I stagger over to the bed kicking off my shoes, but not even bothering to change out of my suit.

'I've got a million of them,' now that I think about it maybe I should get some different outfits. Pushing the thoughts away I collapse on top of the enormous green and gold bed and in seconds I am snoring lightly. Already immersed in dreams of Daniel and Maddie deciding to dump Jack and come live with me, I sigh in my sleep.

-The Next Day-

Purring. That was the sound that slowly dragged me back to consciousness; I roll away from the noise grumbling what sounds like "go away." For a moment the noise is gone but then it returns even louder than before followed by something soft rubbing against my cheek. Realization dawns on me and I groan again pushing the thing away from me, this caused the fuzzy thing to meow a protest.

"Leave me alone Maddie," I moan then pause, my voice sounds oddly different, it sounds a little higher?

'That's odd?' I shake away the thought it is way too early to think about that right now. I'm not a very good problem solver in the morning, especially without my morning coffee.

Meow. Mrowr. Purr.

"Fine Maddie I'm up, I'm up," I open my eyes to see my small white cat staring at me with big blue eyes, her head tilts to one side and she meows once more. I can't help but smile as I reach up to ruffle her ears, but Maddie backs away from my hand. Before I can calm her she hisses at me and leaps off my bed darting out of the room.

I stare after her confused; 'Maddie's never done that before?'

Shaking my head I throw my legs over the side of the bed and stand up arching my back in a stretch. Strangely I feel really good, I wasn't sore like I thought I would have been after Daniel's wish. 'Obviously a taste of my own medicine isn't as bad as it sounds' I think smugly stretching out my arms. Usually I hate the morning but today, I don't know it just seems like a good day.

I yawn as I head for my master bathroom, which is also a beautiful green and gold color, shivering lightly as the cold marble tiles reach my feet even through my socks. I shuffle up to my mirror, still half asleep, and splash water into my face, enjoying as it rinses the sleep from my eyes. I reach blindly for a towel and dry my face, when I look up I freeze my mouth gaping open.

Staring back at me wasn't what I was expecting, instead of seeing a forty year old man with a white goatee I am staring into the face of a beautiful forty year old woman. She has glossy gray white hair that is thin and straight, pulled back in a pony tail with several strands falling in her face. She has light blue stone hard eyes, my eyes, set into a gorgeous face. I stare at the woman my tired mind not able to figure out the problem before me, 'She's kind of attractive,' I can't help but think.

I stare at the woman for, who knows how long before I finally come to my senses. 'Wait I live alone, in the middle of nowhere, with ghosts for my staff what women in her right mind would be in my house?'

It's slightly depressing to admit this but sometimes fact is fact. Slowly but surely I force myself to stare into the eyes of the woman and almost fearfully I stick my tongue out, and the woman in the mirror sticks her tongue out as well. Panic building in my chest I lift a hand up and wave, the mirror woman waves back a frightened expression on her face. I swallow, and the woman swallows.

"Oh my god," I whisper in a high pitched tone, the words catching in my throat.

Now I realize why Desiree was in such a good mood the other day. When Daniel wished for me to get a taste of my own medicine, he wished for me to change into a woman. That is my last thought before my eyes roll back in my head and I fall backwards into the glorious realm of unconsciousness.

Authors Note: Hmm, I think that came out well. Poor, poor Vlad I just can't resist torturing him. I know I'm evil. The next chapter will be in Danny's POV like I said before and that's about it. Hope you enjoyed it.