"I mean come on, I do not say, blah, blah, blah," Dracula nagged as he paced around Pitch Black's Lair, "Even my own grandson is 'mimicking' me!"
Pitch Black sat on a throne of sand with a book in hand, he divided his attention between the book and the vampire that showed no sign of stopping anytime soon. He should have known better than to expect a, what he interprets, a peaceful night. A night when he could be alone in the dark reading a book without worrying about anything; anything that happens to be a certain hybrid, werewolf pups and anything else in that nature. It was all for not as Dracula came unannounced and started to rant about the usual thing.
"Then there's the fact that Mavis wants to move out and take Dennis with her," Dracula sighed, he sat on a chair with a heavy expression at the thought of seeing his daughter and grandson move out of the hotel and away from him, "For Dennis safety…"
"She does have a point," Pitch said finally, he snapped his book closed and stared at Dracula in a challenging matter to keep him quiet. Needless to say, Dracula stayed quiet, "Dennis almost entirely human."
Dracula expression dismayed, total posture sagged and a total look of anguish that made Pitch roll his eyes. Out of everyone and anyone that is capable of knocking some sort of sense in the vampire is Pitch Black for multiple reasons.
Pitch threw his book at Dracula; it hit its target in the head causing Dracula to be flung backwards with a loud oomph, "What was that for!"
"You are by far the most selfish fool I have ever met by far," Pitch said, he stood up and loomed over his friend, "Your daughter is looking after her son's safety just like what you have been doing to her for all her life. Protecting their own. Trust her Drac, Mavis wants what is best for her son that is more human than monster, by putting themselves in a human environment."
"You already have an idea what to do don't you?" Dracula asked as he stood up with, his expression filled with glee, "Tell me!"
"…" Pitch gave his friend an irritated expression, "Your grandson is still half vampire, train him to become a monster just enough to have Mavis believe it is best for him to stay at the hotel."
"What a wonderful idea!" Dracula shouted, his hand shot up into the air of the idea, "You always know what to do, old friend."
"Good….NOW LEAVE ME BE!" Pitch bellowed at him.
"Jeez, you don't have to be so grumpy about it…"