Chapter 13
Amity Park Medical Center- 2 weeks later
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Just like it had been before, recovery was coming along rapidly. The only injuries that could be seen now were on his shoulders and where the bullet had hit.
White gauze had been wrapped entirely around his mid-section. Danny seemed to find this very uncomfortable, and complained about it almost daily; but that only pleased everyone to know he was feeling well enough to go on with his usual fussing.
Lucky for him, the doctors had spared him some peace by not bothering to bandage his shredded shoulders. They did, however, put some type of sticky white substance over the cuts; when Danny, of course, wasn't too thrilled with this either.
Now Tucker and Sam sat by Danny's hospital bed, slight amusement showing on their faces as they watched their friend shove ridiculously huge spoonfuls of food in his mouth at a time. "Well, somebody's feeling better." Sam observed. "Uh huh." Danny replied brightly between bites. "Dude, your acting like you haven't eaten in days, slow down!"Tucker exclaimed. "Oh, look who's talking!" Sam scoffed lightly. "Besides you can't really blame him, it's not like he really has eaten much in the last few weeks." She paused thoughtfully. "Speaking of which, how did you manage to survive on our own like that in the wild? You must have eaten something."
Danny, caught off guard by the question, dropped his spoon and made a slight choking sound. Tucker moved forward to give him a hand, but Danny held him back. Recovering with a few dry coughs he said weakly, "Um, maybe it would be best to answer that another time…" Sam looked curiously at her friend, Danny avoided her eyes nervously. "Okay then…" She changed the subject, "Then what CAN we talk about?"
Danny stared quietly at his plate, suddenly not feeling so hungry. Now that he wasn't a werewolf anymore, the thought of eating squirrels wasn't as appetizing as it once was. Pushing the half eaten meal aside he said, "I don't know, what's new at school?" Sam thought for a moment, but Tucker cut in the conversation. "Well, Dash and Quan have been spreading the craziest rumors about why you've been absent; you won't believe some of the things they're saying." "Tucker! You're not supposed to tell him that, it'll only make him worry!" Sam snapped at him.
Danny shrugged carelessly, he could have expected as much from Dash and Quan, but that didn't really matter. Being at the bottom of the popularity chain, it's not like he really had a reputation to protect at school. "Honestly it's fine, how are things at home?" Sam turned her attention back to Danny. "You should see Jazz; she's been cleaning your room and organizing all of your things as a surprise for your return home. I swear she must have dusted every square inch of your room at least a hundred times." Danny smiled; it was nice to have a sister that cared so much.
A sinister ringtone suddenly filled the room. Knowing Sam, he assumed it was her cell phone. Sure enough, his gothic friend slipped out of the room to take the call. Danny fiddled with his bandages while Tucker watched him, both waiting for her to return.
It didn't take long for Sam to come back in, her face cross with irritation. "I have to go, my parents want me home by this afternoon. "But it's only eleven!" Danny whined. "Come on, you know my mom and dad already think you're one of those kids who like to break the rules." Sam told him, emphasizing 'break the rules'. "Besides, I'll be back later." "I guess." Danny sighed. "I should get going too." Tucker said, joining Sam by the door. "Don't leave me here to suffer the loneliness!" "Hey, Jazz is bound to stop by too, besides," his voice took on a slightly jealous tone, "you have two thousand and fifty two channels to choose from if you get bored." Tucker tapped the T.V. that rested on a table by the door. Danny moodily picked up the remote on his bedstead and spun it in his hand. "I'll see you then." Tucker said. "Fine, see ya later." Danny grumbled.
After the door clicked shut, Danny stared uncertainly at the blank T.V. screen. He didn't really feel like wasting another day away by staring at a screen, yet there really wasn't anything else to do. With a lonely sigh he lay back on his pillows and watched the ceiling instead. "I'm bored…" he thought. Bored, bored, bored, bored…" Danny repeated in his head. "Bored, bored, bored…" He flipped over and peered over the edge of the bed at the floor, "bored, bored, bored, BORED…" out of frustration, Danny began to charge up a small, green ball of plasma in his hand. "Bored, bored, bored…" he began to bounce it back in forth between the palms of his hands. "Bored bored…"
Out of carelessness, the glowing ball slipped between his fingers and spattered on the floor before bubbling out of sight. "That was kinda fun…" He formed another ball of plasma with new purpose and began to bounce it in his hands again, gaining speed every few seconds before that one fell too.
Danny did the same thing again and again, getting enthusiastic about his new little game. Watching the little ball spin through the air and fall inches from the floor before scooping it back up into his hands. Such amusement was thrilling when one was stuck inside all day.
Without warning, Danny gasped. A thin wisp of fog trailed in front of his face. "Having fun Daniel?" A familiar voice sounded from behind. The glowing plasma ball burst on the floor. Roughly jerking himself back into bed, Danny faced his visitor. The older halfa changed back to his human form. "Look, Vlad, if you wanted to visit me, couldn't you at least have used the door like a 'normal' person?" "Oh, but what fun is that?" he replied.
Danny debated or not weather to make a rude comeback. Vlad hadn't shown his face to Danny ever since the day he was cured. Were they still enemies? The teenager tensed as Vlad came forward and lifted his chin experimentally with two fingers. "Feeling better?" Danny stiffly pushed his hand away; staring at him demandingly, wanting answers about his foe's sudden change in behavior in the last month.
"What do you want?" he finally asked. "Just wanted to let you know Lunai has gone back to her pack and still doesn't know you're alive. Let's try to keep it that way, hm?" "Lunai?" Danny inquired. "The wolf." Vlad explained. "Um, okay…" "Anyways, she and her pack live in the hollows beneath Clockwork's lair, just don't get any of your foolish teenage ideas and go wandering around there alright?"
Vlad began to change back to a ghost and face the window. "Wait!" He stopped and turned back to younger halfa who was watching him with a perplexed expression. "Yes?"
Danny paused, not sure how to say this. "Are we still…you know… mortal foes and stuff?" Vlad had to smile at this. "Well, it matters how you see it Daniel, if you think I've given up on Maddie, my DALV and VLADICO company, or anything else that makes you hate me, then you're wrong, and we are still mortal foes." Danny's eyes unintentionally began to glow green as he began to glare at him in irritation.
Vlad had been expecting this, turning back to the window, he said in his usual calm tone, "Mark my words Daniel, I'll be back." He grinned mischievously, "But for now, take care!" With a small wave, he flew off. Danny watched him go. The older halfa's red cape shown briefly against sun before turning invisible.
Lying back in his pillows, Danny noticed something shiny on his nightstand. He picked it up. A gold pin, carved into the shape of a howling wolf. 'Danny Fenton' was etched in bold letters at the bottom.
Danny glanced back out the window in surprise and then back to the small gift in his hand. "Vlad's nice." He thought sweetly, putting the pin safely back on his nightstand.
Danny got comfortable in bed and smiled to himself, "An evil, twisted, plotting, fruitloop, but still, nice."
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Yes! That was the final chapter!!! My first fanfic is done!!! Thanks to all you people who have read and reviewed my story, pointing out my mistakes and and such. (strided isn't a word, who knew?) Also telling me what they liked and what I could improve on. IT WAS VERY HELPFUL!!! I wouldn't have finished if I hadn't known people were actually reading my stuff. Well, I've got to go write, or whatever it is that I do to pass the time. Toodles!