Author's note: Okay, so, this is my first HT fanfic lol

SPOILERS FOR HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA 2!

Characters are NOT mine!

Third Person POV

Dracula yawned as he walked down the hall, oddly feeling cold. He started to shiver slightly, but he ignored it as he kept checking on everything. When he finally made it down to the lobby he furrowed his eyebrows, it was already busy. He then glanced at the clock, becoming even more confused at how late it was.

"Hey, Drac, buddy! Slept in?" Frank asked as he walked up.

Dracula frowned, "N-no...I thought..."

The other monster chuckled, "Drac, it's fine to sleep in. Even vampires need their rest."

"I guess so..."

"Hey, you look paler than usual, you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Where's Mavis and Johnny?" Dracula questioned, walking forward.

"They took Dennis to the park to play with Winnie."

Dracula grunted his response before sighing, noticing his father flying through one of the open windows. Vlad landed beside them and transformed back. He greeted Frank, but once he noticed Dracula he frowned.

"You're almost as white as the moon! Are you running a-

"No, dad, I'm fine." Dracula cut him off, hoping he would persist.

Of course he never got that lucky, because his father continued to feel his head. Vlad's eyes swirled with concern as he felt his son's temperature, knowing full well that he wasn't average vampire temperature. He opened his mouth to say something, but Dracula was already distracted by one of the werewolf pups destroying something. Vlad shook his head, slightly hurt that his son won't let him take care of him.

"So, did you and Drac get into a fight...or something?" Frank asked.

Vlad sighed, "We got into many fights before he moved away. I only saw Mavis once when she was a baby, only because Martha convinced Dracula to let me. He completely shut me out of his life."

"What did you fight about?"

"What he's going to do once I step down from King, but of course he wants nothing to do with it."

"Wouldn't he be the king of monsters?"

"No, King of Vampires or King of Darkness. If he stayed and listened to me, he would be able to finish all his lessons. Unlike me, he can't control another vampire." Vlad sighed.

"Maybe you should try talking to him?" Frank suggested, feeling sorry for the elder vampire.

Vlad shook his head, "He's a very closed of vampire, you know that. He won't let me in."

"What about his mother?"

Vlad scoffed, "She refuses to speak to me. She disagreed with how I trained our son."

"Well, you did push him to his limit. He murdered countless of innocent lives..." Frank whispered, frowning.

Vlad nodded, "I know, I regret it."

Frank clapped a large hand over the King's shoulder. "He'll eventually let you in again."

"I hope so." Vlad whispered.

Dracula groaned as he held onto the wall for support, his vision blurred, his eyes were watery, and he had little to no appetite. He slowly walked towards his room, feeling exhausted already. He has only walked around the hotel once and he could barely stand without falling. He shoved his door open before closing it again, sighing when he saw how far his bed was. The minute he reached it he collapsed onto the ground, too tired to continue on.

Mavis laughed as Dennis turned into a bat and flew around, teasing Winnie. Johnny grinned, wondering if his son and the wolf pup had already zinged. Mavis looked up to see her grandfather sitting down, his eyes clouded over with sorrow. She told Johnny to watch the two little monsters before walking over to Vlad.

"Hey, grandpa, what's wrong?" she asked, sitting beside him.

Vlad sighed, knowing he shouldn't tell Mavis anything about Dracula's past. But he knew the minute he told her that her father technically hates him she would ask questions. His son would never forgive him if Mavis feared him because of he can be sometimes. He swallowed and shook his head.

"Nothing, just tired." Vlad voiced.

Mavis frowned, "No, you're upset, why?"

"Just as persistant as your old man." he chuckled. "Your father and I aren't on good terms..."

"You acted perfectly fine during Dennis' birthday party."

"That was only so there wasn't anymore drama, he tends to shut others out." he explained.

Mavis nodded, "Have you tried talking to him? I mean, it took a few hours for him to talk to me after I...I said some hurtful words to him. I was just too blinded by anger to even consider my father's feelings; I was going all protective mom over Dennis. I basically told him I was moving because he was too dangerous for Dennis to be around."

If only she knew how truly dangerous her father could be, besides taking his grandson to a vampire camp. Vlad thought bitterly to himself.

He yawned, "He'll eventually...say something. I'm going to go to bed, I'm tired."

"Okay..."

Once Vlad left Mavis frowned, she sat there for a few more minutes until she made up her mind. She sprinted to her father's room and barged in, ready to lecture him when she gasped. She ran over to her father's form and knelt beside him, gently shaking him awake. After five attempts his eyes finally fluttered open, but they were glazed over with sickness.

"Dad?" she whispered.

Dracula looked up at her and tried to stand, but Mavis quickly told him to lay down. "Whoa, are you okay? You look terrible."

"Y-yes...I'm fine..."

"No, you're not. Maybe I should get grandpa-

"No!" Dracula gasped.

Mavis frowned, "Why not? He's your father."

Dracula went to argue, but Mavis shook her head. "No, I'm going to get him."

The count sighed in defeat, too tired to argue with his strong willed daughter.

Author's note: So...uh...what do you think so far?