Heya everyone! Thanks for the three reviews last chapter, but where's the rest of you? *coughs* ANYWAYS, to change it up a bit, why not do VLAD'S POV on this?
Liney: Oaky...you are insane...
Me: *glomps Liney* LINEY! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
Liney: One word: Linette...
Linette: *other side of room* LINEY! WHERE ARE YOU!
Me: Haha, anywho, I don't own DP or Frootloops or the Hunger Games and enjoy!
Vlad's POV
There were a few days where my life felt...happy, for once...
The day that Maddie agreed to go out with me(my, that was a long time ago... Until JACK ruined it, utterly embarrassed me- but that's another story)...
...and now the miracle I have created last week...
Chole, it seems, was the perfect answer to my problems: She would get rid of Tucker for me, break the tight bond of Sam and Danny, and also, a bonus really, she was indeed half ghost. Of course, she didn't know that yet, but in the weeks to follow, she will soon learn. My thoughts became increasingly complex as I swirled my spoon around absentmindedly in my bowl. A small smile spread across my face as I bit into the wonder of sugar coated cereal. Ah, the wonder of Frootloops on a weekend morning... I heard a thumping coming from down the stairs as I looked up.
"Morning Father," Chloe greeted me as she kissed me on the head. I smiled as I turned around.
"Morning Chloe. Sleep well?" I questioned. I could sense that she did, ever since she returned home from school yesterday she had this..happy glow surrounding her. It must be a side effect of her ghost powers...
"Yep!" said Chloe cheerfully, interrupting my thoughts. "I had the most amazing dream last night! I-" She coughed and rubbed her neck nervously. "I mean, did you sleep well too Father?" I nodded curtly as I held up the box of Frootloops.
"Do you want some?" I asked, avoiding her question. The truth is I was tossing and turning last night...I had this sneaking suspicion that something wasn't quite right.
"Certainly, Father," she said, grabbing it from me and pouring it into a yellow bowl. A loud munching noise was heard as my daughter- my, it feels wonderful to say that- enjoyed her Frootloops. We silently enjoyed our meal until a clank of metal was heard.
"Father?" questioned Chloe as she set her spoon down. "Can I go see the Hunger Games with Tucker tonight?" I smiled: My plan was working perfectly; she must've asked him out and was just checking with me to confirm.
"Of course my dear!" I said, fishing out a couple hundred bills. Movies these days are so expensive...
"Thanks Father, but-"
"Better safe than sorry!" I proclaimed as I set the bills down in her spot. She smiled weakly as she placed the money in her jean pocket.
"Thanks." she stated simply as she grabbed her bowl. "I'll be back by 11 at the latest..." She quickly plopped the bowl onto the counter and grabbed the car keys.
"Bye Father!" Chloe said, running out the door. I smiled, but something quickly occurred to me:
"CHLOE! YOUR NOT SIXTEEN YET! YOU CAN'T DRIVE ALONE!"
Haha, I thought I would have a little Vlad/Chloe bonding...just a smigden... Anywho, update on Monday and review please!