Young Dracula Season 3: Outtakes

Me: Hey! It's just me and Wolfie today so it's going to be brief. Vlad left Wolfie here for me to take care of for an hour. Hello Wolfie.

Wolfie: Hi... C. Sorry can't say your name.

Me: *laughs* That's okay. This one's mostly about you today!

Wolfie: Yep, apparently I'm very important and I need introducing properly.

Me: Well, you do! You and Erin were just thrown in without an introduction. So you need one!

Wolfie: Oh. Well... I'll tell you what happened then...

Me: Good! Can you please do the disclaimer?

Wolfie: The what?

Me: Just say I don't own this or Young Dracula.

Wolfie: I don't own this or Young Dracula.

Me: *giggling* Close enough. I as in me – Charchisto - doesn't own Wolfie or Young Dracula... oh and thanks to Depeche Mode, for being an awe inspiring band! 3

Excuses – based between episodes 3 and 4 of season 3

"Has anyone seen my mum?" Wolfie said softly looking up to see confused faces.

Vlad kneeled down. "As in Magda Westenra?"

Wolfie nodded shyly.

Vlad face softened, remembering the little baby Wolfie had once been, Vlad had been jealous of him then; he wasn't now, this was his brother – half brother granted, but still he was family, he couldn't abandon him.

"She's my mother too," Vlad sat down cross legged.

"You're my brother!" Wolfie said in realisation. "Vlad."

Vlad smiled. "Mum must have told you about me." Wolfie nodded. "What's your name?" Vlad assumed that Wolfie wasn't called Vladimir or Barry because that would just be ridiculous.

"Wolfie." Wolfie said quietly.

Vlad heard the Count snort and threw him a dark look.

"What?" The Count demanded.

"You better not even think of harming him." Vlad threatened. "Otherwise, I'll put garlic juice into the lining of your coffin."

The Count gulped and Ingrid snickered from her wheelchair.

Ingrid then wheeled forward. "You're cute," Ingrid grinned. "Vlad's right, we should keep him."

"He has a name," Vlad added. "Ingrid's right, he's our brother; we can't give him back to Mum."

The Count scowled. "He's not my son, Vladdy."

Vlad looked up, thinking of when he was rejected when he was found to 'not' be the Count's son. "I'm not seeing Wolfie go through what I've been through. I'd rather be staked."

Ingrid blinked and smirked. "Yeah, Daddy, you don't want to upset Vladdy, because he might stake you."

Bertrand frowned at this, the last thing he needed was the regent being slain by his own son before Bertrand had the chance to change Vlad's ways.

Erin at the other side of the room slipped out leaving them to it, she didn't go unnoticed by Vlad but he decided to talk to her later.

"Wolfie's staying," Vlad said making his voice so that no one would disagree with him.

The Count sighed looking annoyed but resigned, Renfield looked irritated, Bertrand amused and Ingrid like she was going to burst into fits of laughter.

Wolfie gave Vlad a wide grin and jumped on him hugging him tightly.

"Thank you," he whispered, he may be half vampire but he wasn't rude.

"You're welcome," Vlad whispered back hugging his long lost brother. "Welcome to the Dracula family Wolfie."

"Erin?" Erin heard Vlad call from outside her room.

Erin cursed herself silently stuffing the last of her stuff back where it had been grabbing her scarf wrapping it around her neck and then said worry layering her voice.

"Come in," Erin said trying to stop herself from gasping at her rushing around.

Vlad opened the door and peeked in, the way he did it was comical and made Erin smile slightly – she would have laughed if she wasn't so upset.

"Are you alright?" Vlad asked entering and closing the door behind him.

"Sure," Erin said trying to sound casual and leaning against her coffin.

"Really?" Vlad said disbelievingly. "Then why had you packed your bags like you were ready to leave?"

Erin winced; she had hoped Vlad hadn't noticed. For a second when she looked at Vlad, she trusted him completely and part of her said to her that she should tell Vlad the truth, Chosen One or not he was the nicest, sweetest, most merciful person she had ever met. He would understand wouldn't he?

"I thought your Mum wouldn't want me around so I decided it was best I leave before I got killed." Erin lied, feeling welling guilt at lying to Vlad this way.

"Oh," Vlad said reaching out briefly then pulling his hand back. "Mum would have been booted out anyway. She was asking for it."

Erin looked down, she was lucky she had Magda as an excuse, talk about good timing... if she hadn't been here as an excuse, Erin might have a one way ticket to becoming what Vlad called "a member of the living dead club".

Erin shuddered.

"My little brother will be staying with us from now on," Vlad decided to tell Erin now, before she had a nervous breakdown; he knew she was struggling with all this, she was coping fairly well for a half fang, no killing no staking, nothing, she was just sad, although she did seem happier when he was around but Vlad tried not to think of that, he knew that would get his hopes up and getting with a girl right now was out of the question.

"That boy in the room?" Erin asked nodding towards the throne room.

Vlad smiled and nodded. "Yeah, he's my little half brother. He's half werewolf, half vampire, so if he does anything unusual - like chewing on slippers - you know why."

Erin laughed, Vlad was trying to cheer her up and it was working, Erin felt better, Vlad really made her feel more comfortable, probably because he liked to act human, not a vampire and because they were the same age they could easily relate.

"Thanks," Erin smiled.

Vlad grinned back. "No problem, just watch out for Dad, he's in a bit of a mood."

Erin nodded and Vlad quickly waved as he left.

Erin shook her head, what was she going to do now? No way she could slay these vampires, they were – sorry, Vlad was – too kind to be slain.

Me: Hurray!

Wolfie: *quietly howling*

Me: Um, Wolfie, can you stop that please before someone notices?

Wolfie: Sorry, I was happy to see Vlad happy.

Me: Okay... thank you for reading and please review!

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