Yes, yes, I know I didn't update. Some people deserve a vacation, you know…

Whoa. I am amazed at the amount of people that DO read the chapter title! To tell you the truth, I don't read them either xD

Topic 41: Cut off his ponytail.

"Daniel!"

I stood up in the middle of lunch quickly and bolted for the open door, not bothering to care about the rest of it. My fork made a loud clinging sound as it dropped on the floor.

"Where are you, Daniel?" Vlad cooed in a kind voice. "I need you here for a minute."

Not falling for it. Panicking, I ran over to the next door, which led into his library. How am I supposed to hide in here−?

"Come out, wherever you are hiding. It's not going to work."

The voice sounded closer to the door. Think, Fenton, think! If only I could be invisible I could−

Oh. Duh. Ghost powers.

The library door hit the wall as Vlad stomped in. I dared not to move, but instead looked at his appearance.

Vlad really did look better without a ponytail. I held my breath and covered my mouth as I silently killed myself laughing.

"YOU ARE GOING TO PAY FOR THIS, DANIEL!"

42. Replace his cape with a bed sheet that has:

Ghostboy: hey sam! didn't your mom teach you how to sew or something?

Chaos: yeah it was for me to be more "natural" but i quit. Why?

Ghostboy: cuz I'll have 6 capes here that are in need of your skillz

Chaos: Ugh...fine...

"Daniel, I need you to drop this off at the laundry again." He called. I shut off the computer and headed downstairs, handing me exactly six capes. Looking up, I noticed Vlad was a bit different.

"Nice hat." I commented.

"Oh ha, ha. Very funny." He snorted. With that, he left the room. Just before he went, he turned back around.

"Make sure that Youngblood does not try that stunt again." he spat. I made a saluting gesture. "Good. Now get out of here."

Going ghost, I once again flew down into the portal, but instead, heading in the direction of my house.

An Hour and Half of Sam Sewing Later…

Flying back into Vlad's mansion, I landed on the floor and headed up his secret doorway.

"I'M BACK!" I shouted. No answer. He must not be home.

"Heh." I laughed to myself. "Looks like Vlad's missing out."

I turned human again and trudged up the stairs, already heading for his bedroom. I pulled open his drawer and I neatly placed all his capes in an orderly manner before jumping in my room and hiding under the covers, pretending to be asleep.

"Daniel? Are you back yet?" Vlad called from downstairs.

"Yeah." I replied, feigning tiredness. "They're in the drawer."

A few seconds passed.

"You better have a good explanation as to why my capes have Hello Kitty, the Disney Princesses, a Mickey Mouse Head, Your FACE on them and Cheese? And what is this? Orange paint? ON MY CAPE?"

"It's called the Nickelodeon Logo. Youngblood must hate you a lot, huh?"

"Him again?" he hissed as I heard a flash, probably going ghost. "I'll be back in an hour. Once that brat's taken care of, you're next."

I fled from the house for the last few hours.

Topic 43: Send him multiple invitations to the Box Ghost and the Lunch Lady's wedding.

"You got mail." I said as cheerful as possible. Vlad almost let his glasses slide off his face when I placed the sack of letters on his desk.

"Who are they from?" he asked, surprised. Grabbing a random envelope, I handed one to him.

"Check it out yourself."

Curious, Vlad took a letter opener and sliced the top open, turning it upside down to let the letter drop on his desk. He adjusted his glasses as he began to read:

Dear Guest,

Beware! I, the Box Ghost, the most feared in the Ghost Zone, have demanded that you attend a wedding with me and the terrifying Lunch Lady.

Well, dearie, the wedding is tomorrow at 9:00 am sharp. All who attend (except for that naughty Danny Phantom) shall receive one cookie. AND IF YOU ARE NOT THERE BY THAT TIME, I SHALL MAKE SURE THAT YOU PERISH!

Yours truly,

The Box Ghost and The Lunch Lady

"Well," I joked. "Isn't that nice?"

"Oh shut it." Vlad snapped as he turned his attention back to the sack of letters. "What do the rest of them say?"

I handed him another letter. He opened it, but then tossed it aside.

"Same one." He muttered. Vlad pulled the sack towards him and started digging through himself. Once he had taken out ten of the same letter, he stopped and looked at me suspiciously.

"Why do I have a whole bag of the same invitation?"

"I dunno." I shrugged before leaving the door and picking up seven sacks of heavy letters (Super human strength comes in handy). When Vlad saw the bags, he face palmed.

"Looks like I didn't scare him hard enough…" he cursed to the Box Ghost as I brought in the seven sacks.

44. Ask him a dumb question like this... "In The Ultimate Enemy, when you told Danny some things are better left unsaid and we see that the Evil Danny kills Danny Fenton...is that considered a murder or suicide?"

"Hey Vlad?" I asked. "Am I intruding?"

Vlad began to recycle the last bag of letters before turning to me.

"Does it look like it?"

"Does it?"

Vlad sighed heavily and dropped the bag. "What is so important that you must bother me at a time like this?"

I took a big breath. "In The Ultimate Enemy, when you told me that "some things are better left unsaid" and I see that the Evil Danny kills my human self...is that considered a murder or suicide?"

Vlad twitched an eye at me. "Seems like suicide to me."

"Why?"

Vlad walked over to his desk and picked up what looked like a butter knife. He twirled it in his fingers.

"Because if it isn't, I will be the one to murder you."

I bolted out of the room. Perhaps he was bluffing?

45. Suck him into the Fenton Thermos and continually bang it against a hard, concrete wall.

I peeked back into the room. Vlad was almost done with the letters. When he was on the last set, I took out my Thermos, pointed Vlad in the direction of the blast and turned it on.

"WHAT THE - DANIEL! - WHAT ARE YOU-?" he didn't finish before he was totally sucked in. Quickly placing the cap on, I took my time in walking out the door. Since Vlad's house had no concrete walls, the sidewalk was the next closest thing that had concrete on it.

"I hope this thing is indestructible as dad says." I prayed as I knelt down and banged.

And banged.

And banged.

And banged.

I opened the Thermos to let out a dizzy Vlad Plasmius.

"Good Lord, Daniel!" he exclaimed, clutching his head. "What in blazes were you doing to that Thermos?"

Before I replied, he floated back into the mansion with an exhausted attitude.

A lot of aspirin and pain killers would probably not be enough for the guy.

-Posted June 1, 2011

Rather tired...I'll see you next time :D