Young Dracula Season 5: Outtakes

Only eleven outtakes after this one. How can there be so few left?

Anyway, this episode – episode 8 – I found appalling. I love season 5, it's my favourite. But this episode had me almost screaming at the screen it was so bad. That has never happened with YD before, usually I yell at YD for killing someone or doing something emotional. The episode just lacked that completely, there was very few funny moments and… very little Vlad.

So I'm correcting that FATAL mistake they made, because you can't just go a whole episode having the main character in it for about five minutes. They have pulled it off before but in this case they didn't get away with it.

So I'm going a Talitha and Vlad, because of that and it's been long overdue because I think they are really sweet together – sorry Vlad/Erin fans, but it's the truth!

I'm sorry this outtake is late, but there is a good reason. You may have noticed on the homepage for FF that there was a publishing error. Unfortunately, it affected me so I couldn't upload my documents onto fanfiction, which meant I couldn't publish. I'm very sorry, but there was nothing I could do about it.

So I'm putting up both outtakes now to make up for it. Though I probably won't have time to publish at my usual time anyway - I'm moving back to uni today so if I don't publish it means their is an error again or I am too busy but I will try and publish as normal

I don't own YD. If I did the episode would have not gone the way it did!

Dazed – based during episode 8 of season 5

Vlad started pacing his room, he could feel Talitha's eyes following him from her position on the sofa.

"Are you okay?" Talitha asked, and Vlad flashed back to two months ago when the met on Haiti. Talitha saved him from a bunch of zombies that attempted to attack him. He had been knocked unconscious for a few seconds, and when he woke up he found Talitha attacking them fiercely. When she came over and asked if he was okay, just like she did now.

"I'm fine," he told her.

Talitha looked at him in disbelief. "Like I'm going to believe that,"

Vlad stopped and sighed. "Something is wrong, I can't tell what… but Dad suggesting we move to Australia… its extreme. He wouldn't suggest it unless he was desperate. Then the building he suggested is 'eco-friendly', as if Dad actually cares for the environment. He doesn't, as long as it provides him with the blood he needs, he doesn't give a flapping bats about the environment."

"Well, it could have something to do with that thing that made me dizzy the other day," she suggested. "I mean Ingrid's old room has been cut off with a sign saying 'biohazard'. From what you have told me, that's never happened before."

Vlad nodded. "Unless Renfield has shut it off because there is actually clean clothing in there,"

They both laughed.

"Whatever is in there… it can't be good." Talitha said. "It might be dangerous for us to investigate. Especially you, without your vampire powers there isn't much you can do."

Vlad slumped into the sofa next to Talitha. "I know, I hate it. The feeling of being useless."

"You've always wanted to be human Vlad," she reminded him. "This is your chance."

"Maybe," he agreed. "But I can't enjoy it while I know the people I care about are in danger…"

They locked eyes, getting the feeling Vlad was trying to tell Talitha something, and then both looked away feeling embarrassed.

Talitha put a hand on Vlad's shoulder. "I'm sure your family with be fine," she assured him. "They have managed before without you."

Vlad smiled at her. "Yes I know," he sighed. "I just can't stand them being in danger."

Talitha nodded understandingly. "My father always puts himself in dangerous situations, he knows I hate it but he does it anyway. He says he does it for me."

Vlad looked at her, surprised. "You've never mentioned your family before," he said looking at her curiously. "I know so much about you but nothing about your family. Yet I've told you so much about mine that you practically are a part of it already."

Talitha smiled. "I don't think they see it that way."

"I don't care what they think Tal," he told her. "I used to, but I don't anymore."

"My father is very similar to yours," she admitted, deciding to be as honest as she could without revealing who she truly was. "My father isn't all that well known but he's powerful enough to be re-feared by those who do know him. He practically raised me on his own, and he hasn't been sexist about it… at least not all the time. Sometimes I think he expects me to fail him or something to prove himself right…"

"Prove that you're a disappointment," Vlad finished and Talitha nodded.

"Exactly," she agreed. "I just thought it was girls who had that."

He shrugged. "It probably is. But Dad is always disappointed in me Tal." Vlad paused sadly. "It's probably because I'm half breather. I'm so different that I do everything wrong in his eyes."

Talitha shook her head stubbornly. "No, it's because he views things wrong. You're not a disappointment Vlad. If you really were, then you wouldn't have been picked as the Chosen One."

He faintly smiled. "You always make things seem so much better…"

"It's my job. As your friend," she added. "That's what friends do, don't they? They make each other feel better."

"Supposedly," Vlad smiled and remembered Robin. Sometimes Robin made him feel better and sometimes he made him feel worse, it was just how friendship went. But Talitha always tried to be an optimist, or at least a realist, around Vlad. She put in that extra effort, as if their friendship was important to her to keep going.

Vlad knew it was important to him as well, but he didn't bother with the extra effort. He didn't feel the need to, him and Talitha got along naturally. They never argued or fought, even though sooner or later it was bound to happen. What was the point in trying to be someone you weren't?

Vlad couldn't see the point in that. He hated dishonesty, and refused to be dishonest especially to Talitha.

"Hey," Talitha nudge him. "Vlad!"

Vlad jumped slightly and Talitha laughed.

"I know you're mostly a breather at the moment, but it's no excuse to be dazing off." She teased him.

"Sorry," he apologised quickly. "I was just thinking of Stokely."

"Robin?" Talitha guessed.

"Yeah," he said. "I wish he had been right. That I'm so bad at being a vampire that I can't be the Chosen One."

Talitha knew all about Robin, in fact she knew pretty much everything about Vlad. She hadn't asked him, she just knew. Vlad told her without her even asking, and Talitha learned about his personality from their time together. Vlad knew almost everything about Talitha, except what she would see as 'compromising' to her job. They knew each other almost equally well and could read each other easily.

"You'll meet again, it's a small world," Talitha tried to reassure him, but knew that she was wrong. Chances were Vlad would never see Robin again unless he tracked him down.

"Thanks Tal, but I know I won't." Vlad sighed. "He's been mind-wiped. Van Helsing was killed because of his. I know Robin wasn't killed by Ingrid, but chances are some other vampire got to him and if not… then he probably won't remember me much anyway."

"It's best that way, when you turn eighteen other vampires…"

"Will use anyone I care about against me, I know," Vlad finished and looked at her. "Which is why I'm kind of hoping Dad moves at the same time. That way no one knows where him and Ingrid are. Then they will be safe."

"And everyone else?"

"I'll just have to hope no one finds out about Sally and George," Vlad admitted. "And as for you…"

"What?" She looked at him, hopefully.

"Well, I'm planning on going travelling again. I thought… may be you could come with me again." Vlad paused measuring her reaction.

Talitha rolled her eyes. "You stupid bat. Of course I'm coming with you!"

Vlad sighed in relief. "Good, then I have nothing to worry about."

Talitha laughed. "You think I wouldn't come?"

"Well, you might have other things to do…"

Talitha playfully nudged him again. "Nothing as important as you. I mean, without me where would you be. Probably in a dust pile."

"No I wouldn't," Vlad protested. "I'd still be here… a little lonely, yes, but still here."

Talitha laughed. "Whatever you say."

Vlad shook his head at her, got up and offered his hand to help her up. "Come on, we better check that Dad hasn't attacked the breathers he's taking around the house."

I wish I could write Vlad and Talitha more often, but if I did that then it would just get tedious and I'd suffer writer's block. I'm surprised I haven't suffered one yet, usually I would have by now…

Although… though I've just said that. I'm not sure what to do for the next outtake… I know for the two after but not the next one. And the one after the next one will probably be Vlad and Talitha again, possibly…

Thank you for reading and please review!

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