Uncle Vlad

Rating: K+

Pairings: None

Ages: Danny, Jake and Randy are about 16 or so

Summary: Danny, Jake and Randy just came back from a nearly suicidal mission for the Dragon Council. Vlad finds out.


"And you thought it was a good idea to let mere children make such an important choice?" Vlad growled somewhat menacingly. The other magical creatures present grew silent at the sudden tension.

"The Observants thought-"

"The Observants!" Vlad hissed, revealing a fork tongue. He was barely able to keep his eyes from turning red and red was actually starting to bleed into his sclera. "Those prejudice morons would rather me and Daniel simply obliterated than allow us any bit of peace! They are still hung up on a figment of a past possibility!" Vlad's ghost form suddenly flickered into view, making some creatures gasp.

"Vladimir, if you would-"

"No! I will not! They consider us abominations for existing! Bias notions no better than the worst humans out there!" Vlad grumbled. "I will not have them playing with the lives of these children. Especially, my god-son."

Danny blinked in shock.

"Try another stunt like this again and you will regret the day you ever dreamt of crossing me. Come on Daniel, Randall, Jacob. I'll take you all home."

Danny, Randy, and Jake glanced at each other before following slowly after Vlad.

"So that happened," Jake muttered in amazement.

"I honestly don't know how I should feel about this," Danny added.

Randy walked in shock for a second before grinning. "That. was. so. Honkin' Bruce! Vlad's The Cheese as an ex-fruitloop."

"Well maybe the Council will at least not send us on pointless suicide missions anymore," Danny expressed, blowing a bit of hair from his face as the three boys continued walking after the stiffly trotting Vlad. They could see the parking lot now as well as Vlad's limo.

"Yeah, I think Gramps would've even thought that mission was wack. By the way, any chance Vlad won't call us by our 'proper' names?" Jake asked.

Danny deadpanned. "Not likely."

"Eh, we still have to wean him from talking like an evil-dude. That's phase two, my bros," Randy explained as they slid into the back of the limo. Vlad went to sit up front with the driver.

The three friends then started to talk about which of them had fought better during the mission, which was more like which of them had been furthest away from dying. Jake inevitably brought up the issue that Danny was always half-dead…

As Vlad settled into the front seat, he couldn't stop the calm and content smile that formed on his face. His heart almost stopped when he heard Daniel's voice.

"Hey Uncle Vlad? Can we stop at a Nasty Burger before we drop off Jake?"

Vlad, still somewhat stunned, glanced in the mirror.

"Yeah, Uncle Vlad!?" Randy asked, bouncing on his seat while Jake rolled his eyes.

"Dude how would he even be close to being your uncle?"

"Shush," Randy snapped childishly.

Vlad cleared his throat and looked away from the mirror. He knew Randall wouldn't be missed for another hour or two. They could make it to the fast food chain in the blink of an eye. Then Jake's home, then his Manhattan suite that he and Daniel were staying at and a quick teleport on his part to get Randy back to Norrisville for the evening.

"Very well. You have five minutes to consider your orders, boys. There will be no second guessing after then."

He heard them start talking to each other again. While he was sure they were looking, Vlad let a massive smile come to his face. Uncle Vlad. After so long, Daniel called me Uncle Vlad again

While he missed some things about being evil, perhaps being a goodie-two shoes like Daniel had suggested long ago wasn't so bad.

Plus, he could always manipulate, confuse and embarrass anyone who even looked at his nephews the wrong way.

Speaking of which… Randall had mentioned the man known as McFist…


For those of you that know about my plans for a full fledged Secret Trio story, I may or may not have something like this happen in the story. (Along with the three heroes and their friends being a bit older. Like 18 rather than 16. I'm still calculating some of the timeline stuff.)