Young Dracula Season 3: Outtakes

Me: I'm hoping to finish my outtakes today, because I actually have time to write one now, and two later on; then of course my acknowledgements.

Ingrid: Is it really necessary to rush through them like this? I'm sick of seeing these walls!

Me: Yes! That way I can get onto season 4 outtakes by half term! And I can write loads over half term! Then I'll be ahead and I won't have to write once I've finished them, and I'll just update them daily until they are done.

Vlad: Won't you be doing Season 5 outtakes?

Me: Yes, true but not until after season 5 is released. Or at least one episode and even then it may be a while before they come out, because I will be at university then and I have no idea how busy I'll be at the end of October so... yeah, anyway, I wasn't going to make an outtake for this point but I decided to go and do something original for me; so, disclaimer please?

Vlad: C doesn't own me.

Ingrid: Or me.

Vlad and Ingrid: Or Young Dracula!

Me: Thank you!

Déjà vu – based between episodes 12 and 13 of season 3

The Count couldn't help but feel the sensation of déjà vu as he sped into his room.

"Renfield, get up here you maggot!" The Count half yelled, half screamed, a layer of panic underlying his voice.

This time it wasn't just his daughter ganging up on himself and Vlad, it was the slayers too; he knew well that Ingrid would let the slayers do her dirty work for her if necessary, and the Count knew when it was time to get out and leave to fight another day, after all the Dracula's weren't really cowards, they just hid until they could cause mass bloodshed.

The Count flickered through his things packing as quickly as his vampire speed would allow him; only one thing made him pause.

A picture; Ingrid had drawn it when she was five, back when Magda had been around a lot more often and they had been in a much better state. The Count had kept it to remind himself of Ingrid; he may have told himself he loathed her but deep down, he knew well he loved her, not that he'd admit that, especially given what she had done to him and Vladdy.

The Count took care with the thick paper which was ragged on the edges and placed it carefully on top of all the pictures Vlad had drawn while he was little.

Renfield then came barging in. "Master,"

"Will you hurry up and help me pack!" The Count told him harshly thunder crackling briefly. "We don't have time to waste, the slayers could be here any moment and you a lingering around like some brain-dead cockroach!"

Renfield stumbled around packing the rest of the stuff.

The count just stood watching too immersed in his own thoughts...

He couldn't hear Vladdy and Ingrid arguing fiercely and felt intensely proud of his son when he stood up to his older sister, and was irritated when Ingrid decided to flee; he knew this mean that a vampire war would come if Vlad didn't sort everything out soon.

He then turned his attention back to his own mind; he couldn't help but think of how this could have been avoided. How could he not have seen through Ingrid's false happiness and optimism, it didn't suit her.

She would always be evil, just as Vlad said; she would be evil, just like the Count himself.

The Count sighed feeling the briefly feeling of guilt for not treating Ingrid the way she deserved, but then focussed back onto fixing this problem by getting out.

Me: I know that is mega short but... there is not much time between the episodes to put an outtake.

Vlad: Yep, all of five minutes.

Me: Exactly and even then, this overlaps with episode 12 slightly. Anyway, thank you for reading and remember to review!

C

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