I was watching Kindred Spirits online where Vlad was talking about all he wanted was love. The idea smacked me in the face and started to destroy me until I wrote this. Don't like it? THE IDEA MADE ME! THE IDEA WOULD HAVE KILLED ME! -curls into fetal position-

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Disclaimer- Eye do knot own Danny Phantom, and eye dun knot own Microsoft Word spell checker, witch has let Al of these misstates threw Let this b a lesson; u cant rely on computers two no about the subtleties of the English language. Watt does u say two that bill gaits? Hmm?

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Danny frowned as he watched Vlad's limo. He hadn't heard or found any trouble from the fruitloop for nearly a month after four months of constant attacks and plans. He was suspicious, wondering and Danny was also a bit annoyed that he couldn't keep an eye on Vlad all day. Maddie and Jack made an official "Fenton Family Fun Night" plan that night.

Danny watched in Phantom mode, completely invisible as the limo stopped at a cemetery, a bit confused. What was Vlad doing here, besides visiting a grave?

Vlad slowly dragged himself through the cemetery, walking over random headstones and crushing the flowers that was placed in front of them. He seemed like he was in a fog, not really aware of his flower-crushing. Flower-crusher.

The fruitloop was unaware that he was being stalked by a certain half-ghost. He seemed unaware of everything actually.

The only other person in the cemetery was a woman that was putting a rose on a grave. She looked up at Vlad with hints of anger and annoyance.

"What are you doing here?" she hissed, not even turning around.

"I have every right to be here," Vlad replied hotly. "This place is open to the public you know."

The woman scowled and turned to walk away while Danny got a good look at her. She had long, dark blond hair with green eyes. She had a simple white t-shirt and jeans. He wondered who she was and what her connection with Vlad was. They obviously didn't seem to be the best of friends.

Vlad dropped something onto the grave and walked a bit quickly after the woman. He wrapped an arm around her waist and hugged her, making her stop. She sighed and leaned her head against him..

"I'm still sorry," he told her.

"I know," she mumbled as they walked out together.

Danny was tempted to follow them, but he also wanted to know who's grave they were visiting.

Dante 'Danny' Vladimir Masters

December 24th, 1993 – March 18th, 1999 (he was born the same year as Danny, and I just made a random guess on the time period would be live with it.)

Our baby boy and little badger

Danny was surprised. He looked underneath the writing and noticed that it was one of those graves that had the dead person's picture.

Dante was looking at the camera when his picture was being taken, sucking his thumb. He looked exactly like Vlad, with snow-white hair and blue eyes. (They are blue, right?)

Shaking his head in disbelief, Danny then suddenly looked at his cellphone clock. It was time for the Fenton Family Fun Night, but he had some questions for Vlad that he WILL get an answer too.

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Uh, yeah. This was a one-shot that was written at 3 in the morning. It may be a two-shot.