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Dan was out terrifying people, when he saw someone else doing his job. "Hey," He called, "What are you doing?" The figure turned. "Who are you?" it queried. Dan squinted. It almost looked like... No, It couldn't be... Could it? "You wouldn't happen to be Vlad Plasmius, would you?"

The figure turned towards Dan. "May I ask who is asking?" Dan wondered why the person was so hard to see. The natural ghostly glow should have been helpful, but it only blurred his sight more. "I am Dan. Now answer my question. Are you or are you not Vlad Masters/Plasmius?" "I am. Now why are you asking?" The now-confirmed Vlad shot back. Dan gave him Vlad's own signature smirk, "I am your future."

Vlad looked at Dan. Dan looked at Vlad. Vlad broke the silence with a, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! You must be joking! Time travel isn't possible, and if it were, future me certainly wouldn't look like that! You look like Daniel and I had merged together or something, I mean really!" Dan looked at Vlad, with a maniacal gleam in his eyes and said, "How did you know?"

Vlad stopped laughing. "Is this a joke?" He asked.

"Nope."

Vlad sighed. "If you really are me from the future, then what am I thinking of?"

Dan thought about this for a moment, then said, "The Danny part of me is singing 'Maddie and a Vladdie sitting in a tree', while the you part of me is saying, 'Fish heads are never seen drinking cappuccino in an Italian café with Oriental women'. What do you think?"

Vlad's jaw dropped. "How did you know? 'Fish heads are never seen drinking cappuccino in an Italian café with Oriental women' is not the most popular phrase in the world."

Dan smirked, "I know. That's why you chose it."

Vlad was appalled. Here was an apparently malevolent ghost, claiming to be his future, who seemed to know all his deepest darkest secrets. He was so deep in thought, he barely registered Dan asking if he wanted to go to his secret lab for tea and cookies. When it finally sank through his thick thinking cap that Dan was offering tea, he snapped out of his stupor, "You have a secret lab?"

Dan looked at Vlad strangely. "Well, I am part you. Of course I would have a secret lab. Who made of you wouldn't?" Vlad contemplated this for a moment. "True enough. When are we going?"

Dan smirked his evil smirk and grabbed Vlad by his cape. "I'll teleport us there."

They vanished in a swirl of green smoke.

It felt like dissolving into a fog, a strange feeling, but kind of pleasant nevertheless. It wasn't like being ripped apart, not painful, it was simply evaporating. Rematerializing was decidedly less pleasant. It felt like the world was on your shoulders, pressuring you together.

Vlad stumbled out of the green mist, and looked around. "Why, this is my lab!"

"Yes, Vlad. I know this is your lab, but it was mine first." Dan told Vlad, barely suppressing a laugh. This man's expression was priceless!

"I understand that, but why don't you have your own lab?" Vlad's sanity was thinning to a near eye-twitch level. "This is the past to me, remember? My lab wouldn't exist yet. Plus," he mumbled, "I was too busy taking over the world and razing it to the ground to build a secret lab."

This time, Vlad's eye did twitch. "What? You mean to tell me that were so busy taking over the world you didn't have time to build a secret lab?"

"Yep," Dan replied, keeping his irritatingly calm air about him.

Vlad studied Dan. Wasn't Dan taller earlier? Or was it just that he was floating unintentionally? Nope. His feet were planted firmly on the ground. He looked at Dan again. Dan was definitelysmaller than he was five minutes ago. What was going on?

Dan was confused. Wasn't Vlad shorter than he was? Now they stood about eye to eye.

"What is going on?"

The question was posed by Vlad, who seemed deep in thought. He didn't appear aware that he had expressed his confusion out loud, but Dan was wondering the same thing. He was getting smaller for crying out loud! Either that, or the world was growing. He shuddered as a strange tingling sensation ran throughout his body, and the world got a bit bigger. Dan smirked. If this kept up, he could have some fun with this. He just didn't want to look too pathetic while he did it.

Another tingling shudder, and he was now the size of his frustrating younger self. He concentrated, and took the form of said younger self. "Hey, cheesehead?" asked Dan, in a mock innocent tone, "Can I have cookies?"

Vlad looked up at the familiar voice and saw his 'arch-nemesis' taunting him from the air. His astounded look betrayed all. "How did you get in here? Why are you here? What do you think I did this time?"

Dan hummed as he thought up a lie that would probably send Vlad over the edge. "Well, let's start with what I'm doing here. Your vultures. How did you recruit them?"

"My vultures?"

Vlad looked at Dan(ny) oddly. "Why do you want to know?"

Dan(ny) shrugged,"I've always wanted to know how you got them on your side. I mean, did they just appear to serve you, or did you actually go and seek them out?"

Vlad considered this, and gave an answer, "Well, remember when I stole the Infi-map?"

"Yes?" Dan(ny) said, but he really didn't because the Danny that was inside had not had that adventure. Neither had his inner Vlad, for that matter. "Well," said Vlad, "When we went through the portal to Salem, I got to the place days before you did, and therefore learned about Blood Blossoms, their witch trial ritual and I also found my vultures. I decided to have some fun with them, so I appeared to them in a blinding flash of light, a silhouette against the sky, and told them that I was the most powerful ghost in the world, which I was at the time, and they believed me. I explained to them my predicament in the future, and expressed the need for them to come find me, and they did. End of story."

Dan(ny) studied Vlad with narrowed eyes. "Wow," he said in a fake cheerful voice, "What a story! I always wondered how you got those things on your side!"

"Well, now you know." said Vlad, who was thinking about how strange his story ended up sounding.

Dan(ny), however, was whistling innocently in the corner and studying the footballs studiously, when he felt another tingling shudder. Aw, man, he thought, What a time to give me away. He ran off to the hallway, and phased up through the floors at the speed of light. When he reached the roof of the castle, he changed back to his ghostly form, (AKA Dan) and just sat there for a moment, staring at the stars. Mostly just to sate his Danny side, but he also knew that Vlad held a secret affinity for them.

The wonders of the sky, Vlad called them, wheras Danny had christened them his 'little beauties'. Just another thing that the two of them shared. Dan was amazed at how well the two sides of him got along, since they were from arch-nemeses, after all. They seemed to have become friends, after finding they liked so many of the same things.

An unexpected prickle jolted him back to reality. He analyzed his surroundings to find that he had gotten smaller!

"Wha-"

Dan looked at himself, then at the wall he had been standing next to. It was significantly larger than he was at the moment, but five seconds ago, he was taller. He was worried. He had never heard of a ghost shrinking before, but he assumed it meant something bad. I mean, what would make a ghost dwindle in size? What next? Would he lose his powers? Would he lose his ability to hold himself together and dissolve into ectoplasmic goo? He had to find a cure for this. He didn't want to be dependent on his past selves for anything.

Dan phased downstairs, hoping that Vlad had stopped pacing and had left the lab. He was sorely disappointed. As soon as he had gone through the last floor/ceiling, he heard the sound of Vlad's loud, bellowing laughter below him. His eyes followed the sound, to find the halfa rolling on the ground, dying (again) from the hilarity of the sheer volume of his future self.

Dan clenched his fists and got ready to hurl an ecto-bolt filled with explosive energy.

"You're so cute!"

Dan dropped out of the air. Well, that was unexpected.

Dan landed on the ground with a hard THUMP! "I'm what?"

"Simply adorable, that's what!" said Vlad, obviously enjoying Dan's discomfort. Dan felt his eyes glow black with rage, a quirk he had found from his time in the thermos. Instead of flaring green or red when he was mad, they now radiated an evil black. He felt his hands light up with dark, swirling rage, as he prepared to send Vlad into Oblivion.

Dan rushed at Vlad, and had gotten him into a headlock when suddenly, Blue(my OC), came into the room. her confused countenance betraying that she was lost. Majorly lost, considering the fact that she was in the mansion of an extensive millionaire, and didn't seem to notice. The two ghostly forms froze in shock and stared at her."Ohmigods, I'm so sorry," she rushed, embarrassed, "did I interrupt a totally awkward Father/Son moment? I'm sorry. I'll just leave now..." and with that, she turned around and resumed her quest within the castle, still clueless as to where she was going. Vlad stared after her.

"Sooo... How long do you think she's been wandering around in my castle?"

Dan shrugged, then resumed the strangling of his past self. It was hard, considering the fact that he was the size of a five-year-old. "If you kill me," Vlad choked out, "What happens to you?"

The full ghost laughed, releasing his grip on the (technically) older half-ghost. "What?" asked a very confused but happily breathing Vlad, rubbing the marks of Dan's fingers embedded in his neck.

Dan's laughter subsided to a (greatly) amused chuckle, "Oh, nothing," he snickered, "It's just that my puny and goodygoody past self said the exact same thing when he was fighting me!"

Dan was laughing so hard, he was afraid ectoplasm would fly out of his nose and spray his past self's 'lovely' suit with ghostly blood. He didn't even know why he was laughing as hard as he was. Maybe all those years in the thermos had driven him insane, or maybe the expression on Vlad's face was too much to bear. Possibly both.

Vlad's expression was contorted into a Picasso-esque picture of confusion, frustration, astonishment, and to top it all off, his eye was twitching prominently and uncontrollably. The finished product was so twisted and ridiculous, you just had to laugh! It was totally picture perfect. Well blackmail perfect, anyway. Dan pulled out a camera from who-knows-where and snapped a picture, laughing even harder as Vlad's face twisted even more to add 'horrified' to it's display. Dan snickered. Tucker would be proud.

By now, Dan was laughing maniacally, and Vlad looked like he was wearing gnarled tree roots as a face mask, his face was so twisted. Blue chose this very moment to re-enter the scene, which only made Dan laugh even harder. When she saw Vlad's mangled expression, she burst in to peals of laughter, convulsing with giggles and struggling to breathe. "Hey, kid," she gasped, "Got a camera? I have to take a picture of this guy's face!"

Dan's expression hardened for a split second, then he looked at the fanged ghost again and burst back into giggliwibblisillytopia. "I already got a photo," he called, "Want a copy?" "Uh, YEAH!" she exclaimed.

After Dan had printed out the pictures and distributed them, (one went to Vlad) the two fulls (human and ghost) spent about one-hundred and twenty-three minutes laughing their guts out.

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Vlad was not amused. Here were two souls, one with a body of pseudo-ecto-flesh, and one with a body of real flesh, both bubbling with laughter at his unfortunate predicament. Although, he had to admit, the picture was quite silly. He had tried to stop the smile from slipping onto his face, but his effort was futile. A small smirk wormed it's way to his mouth, a snicker escaping him. This led to his face twisting, of course, to add 'Smile' to the list of expressions frozen on the half-vampire-ghost's face.

Then, Dan exploded.

Ouch, Dan thought, That hurt. The last time he had shrunk, it had felt all weird and tingly, not like his core had overloaded and gone kablooey like the packet of Nasty Sauce his youngest self had used against Boxed Lunch(Eww...), like it had just now. Dan looked up, and tried to judge how big he was now by how big his surroundings were. Both Blue and Vlad were staring down at him, which annoyed him to no end. "What are you looking at?" he asked, irritated, "I wasn't exactly planning on blowing up today. Move along please."

Vlad set aside his fascination and looked away, but that didn't stop a few snickers from escaping his disfigured face. Blue took a little longer, clutching her picture of Vlad (now autographed) protectively, as if she were afraid it would blow up, too. "H-how?" she stuttered, "How? Y-you were f-fine, th-then you exp-ploded, a-and now," she sighed, her eye twitching just a little, "You're about one f-foot t-tall."

Silence. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and later, some would swear they had. Then, a cry that could be heard from Jupiter echoed through space with a (small) Ghostly Wail,

"WHAT!?"

Vlad sighed, the frustration on his face getting a bit stronger, therefore gnarling his facial expression even more. He would have to repair is lab, again. Daniel had damaged it in their weekly battle just yesterday, and he didn't appreciate it getting destroyed again, so soon after being fixed. He sighed again. This frozen face thing was really getting annoying. He reached up to scratch an itch in front of his ear, only to freeze when his fingers brushed up against something that felt like the edge of a glove or something.

Carefully, Vlad worked his clawed fingers under the small lump, and peeled it off his face. It felt kind of strange. When he opened his eye to look at it, he had to stifle a laugh. the thing he had pulled off of his face, was... Wait for it... His face. Blue stared in amazement, while Dan was in the middle of his tiny temper tantrum.

Blue snapped. "This is just too weird for me. I'm outta here. I'm gonna go work on my garden with Undergrowth." and with that, she disappeared in a plume of sparkly pink smoke that smelled like marshmallows.

Dan froze, staring in awe at the spot where Blue had been, Ghostly Wail dying in his throat, completely forgotten. Vlad mirrored his younger self's expression. "Now there's something you don't see every day, Edgar." Dan groaned, "Shut up, Chauncy."

Vlad chuckled, it was nice to be able to annoy his younger self from the future, instead of the other way around. "No. I don't want to." admittedly though, his comebacks could use a little work.

Nevertheless, Dan scowled. "Okay. A few things. First, your breath stinks. Second, a girl just vanished in a puff of friggin pink smoke. Third, you have got to come up with better comebacks. That one was worse than your ghost form's shoes, and those things smell worse than a rotting corpse on a hot day. I'm going to have to give you lessons."

That was the last straw. The straw that broke the camel's back, so to speak. As Mini-Dan jabbered on, insulting and prodding and poking and generally being annoying (like a certain younger self), Vlad was slowly turning a nice rich shade of crimson. The flaming two-for-one noticed, and used a reference that probably nobody reading this story will get (no offense to those who do), "Look at the loopy fruit!" he snickered to nobody in particular, "What a maroon!"

By now, Vlad was a bright red tomato, with steam coming out of his ears. But Dan wasn't done yet. He brought out the most cliché insult in the world of cartoons. A pie. Lemon Meringue, for those who care. Back to the story. Dan's pie looked like the biggest, yummiest delicacy this side of the universe. Such a waste. Dan threw it in Vlad's face with a maniac laugh. The now red ghost began to inflate, like a beach ball.

Dan's taunts continued, and each one struck a different fuse. Finally, Vlad exploded. His core let out all it's power, and destroyed the entire state of Wisconsin and a crazed Dan along with it.

Afterwards...

Dan's AfterDeath...

Dan was content in his new death. His room was lined with NASA stuff, and he had Jack, Maddie, Sam, Tucker and Jazz 'alive' and with him. Jack and Maddie accepted and encouraged him, proud of their ghostly son/friend. Obviously, Jack was often cartoonishly abused, but he wasn't ever close to death. Maddie, though never married to Jack, became the overbearingly protective best friend. Sam was the second best friend, and Tucker was the third wheel. Again. He didn't seem to mind it, though.

He had Frootloops for breakfast and had banished toast forever, he had solved the mystery of the Box Ghost (He had a box with all the failed inventions of the world and managed to cobble together a Human Portal), and had all the cheese he could ever want. Yes, Dan was happy in his AfterAfterLife.

And there is Dan's happy ending. (A/N If you don't think he deserves a happy ending, read through my Random story and think again.)

Vlad's HalfAfterDeath...

Vlad was happy in his HalfAfterDeath. Maddie was his wife, Daniel (not Dan, thank god) was the loving son he had always wanted, and Jack was in his personal torture chamber. He had all the cheese he could ever ask for, and the Ghost Zone acknowledged him as it's alleged ruler. Even the great Pariah Dark bowed to his will.

HalfAfterDeath meant he also had to go to the place he would have went if he was mortal, so a few demons flitted around his personal haven, but quickly retreated. They never bothered him, but if they did, they would be on the receiving end of his wrath. Nobody wanted to annoy him.

He had Frootloops for breakfast every day, just because he could eat them without being made fun of. Yes, Vlad was content in his HalfAfterLife.

Done!

How was it? I made a few minor edits to the story, but other than that, the story was a simple copy 'n paste.

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