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Warning!: I've said it was coming, now here it is. THERE IS CORPORAL PUNISHMENT IN THIS CHAPTER ALONG WITH MILD LANGUAGE! If you do not know what corporal punishment is, it is-in this case-the spanking of a minor. It is strictly parental, and not sexual in any way. If this upsets you, I advise you to not read this chapter. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
The Life We Fight For
Chapter 8:Claustrophobia
Three days had gone by and it was now an early Friday morning in the Master's manor. As was agreed Danny would spend the morning with Vlad in either the large library or the study, where Vlad would also do paperwork while Danny studied.
At first Danny had expected lessons with Vlad to be torturous and horrible, but as time went on, Danny found that he was able to understand even his most difficult subjects when Vlad explained them to him. It was easier to ask questions and have things explained in a different way when there was only the two of them instead of a stuffy classroom filled with his peers.
He thought about Sam and Tucker most of the day wishing he was with them at Casper. But if he were truly honest with himself, he was enjoying the reprieve from ghost fighting and his peers at his high school. He didn't know how long it would last, but he'd enjoy it while he could. The incident three nights ago had left him drained, and he'd been unable to walk around for long without losing strength in his legs for an entire day, not to mention he was completely unable to fly. He could walk around just fine now, but his flight was restricted to a hover.
It was not long after Danny's final assignment of the morning that he started to feel antsy, and he almost wished a ghost would start trouble so he could get out of the mansion for a bit. Instead, Danny settled for walking through the garden outside the manor in an attempt to cure his boredom. He walked down a path surrounded by lilies, and he couldn't help but think of his friends.
"Sam would love this." He said to no one in particular, as he gently ran his fingertip along the soft petals.
He looked up at the sky with an expression of longing. He had been able to hover yesterday, surely he'd healed enough to fly a little! Danny glanced around just in case the old man or Vlad happened to be around, before he transformed.
His aura was much more dim than usual, but other than that he felt fine. He slowly floated into a hover above the ground, not daring to go higher than a few feet. He stayed hovering in the air for a minute, trying to determine whether he could go higher or not. When he did not fall to the stone path below, he flew quickly to the roof of the mansion and landed, surveying the large property with a sigh.
He was itching to go pick a fight, preferably with a ghost like Skulker, someone who wouldn't get knocked down easily. He was going stir-crazy cooped up all day long with just Vlad and his help to occupy his bored hours inside.
Suddenly, from his perch on the roof he caught a large RV come flying into his vision, and Danny froze in fear as it neared the Fenton's Assault Vehicle drove straight into Vlad's driveway and Danny was forced to turn invisible as both his parents climbed out of the car and to the front door.
Danny's muscles were tense and his jaw was locked tight against the urge to quiver in terror. He got goosebumps just looking at his mother's trademark blue jumpsuit, her hood pulled down to show off her shiny red hair.
Why were they here? Why now? They couldn't know he was there, could they?
Danny flew down carefully and silently to the ground, several feet away from where his parents stood at the door. The door was answered by a much more human-looking Godfrey, and the two were ushered inside. Godfrey obviously sensed Danny's presence, because he held the door open just long enough for the boy to slip through and gave him a tense look that obviously meant he was to hide.
However, now that Danny was close to his parents, he noticed the bags under his mother's eyes, and the ever-so- slight damper on his father's bouncy mood. Danny edged closer to get a better look, and he froze as his mother tensed visibly and stopped walking.
"Something wrong?" Godfrey said, moving to stand in front of where Danny was hovering.
"Oh, nothing." Maddie said after a few moments. "Just thought I saw a...rat."
Danny shivered and clamped his mouth shut. Her gaze seemed to go right through Godfrey and straight into his eyes. He stepped back, his eyes so wide that if they could be seen, they would look as if they would pop right out of his skull.
She knew he was there, he was sure of it. Godfrey seemed to notice as well. The question was, how?
As the party made their way to a sitting room to wait for Vlad, Danny felt more and more tired. Godfrey departed to retrieve Vlad, and Danny was left floating high above his parents, watching them intently.
"Gee, who would have thought Vladdy would run for mayor huh, Maddie?" Jack said in his usual cheery voice.
"Yes, it's a bit strange don't you think?" Maddie replied. She was seated on the edge of her seat, her body on high
alert. Danny knew the position anywhere.
She was hunting him.
Danny backed up to the wall, still silent, and still invisible. She knew he was there, but that didn't mean she had a target just yet. Danny contemplated running to Vlad and getting him to make them leave, but his pride forced him to stay despite his terror.
"Hey! You alright, Mads?"
Danny was so surprised by his father's sudden loud, booming voice and flinched, his head smacking against the wall behind him. He froze, and his eyes shot open.
"What was that? Does V-man really have mice?" Jack said, bewildered.
Maddie turned and seemed to stare right at him. He'd never been so terrified in his life.
"Maybe, there just might be a little rat in here..."
Suddenly Danny's ears filled with the sound of chains, just like during his nightmare, and he flew through the wall in a dead run, dropping out of flight and invisibility as adrenaline rushed through his veins. He saw Vlad and Godfrey come around the corner and he didn't hesitate. He collided with Vlad's chest and clung to the man desperately, shaking all over.
"D-Daniel?!" Vlad grunted, staggering back. He steadied the distraught boy with an arm around his shoulders and glanced at Godfrey.
"Did the Fenton's harm you?" Godfrey asked.
Danny was breathing too raggedly to speak and simply shook his head once. In the back of his mind he somehow found himself regaining his strength bit by bit, and his aura was brighter, however that was certainly not the first thing on his mind.
"Calm down Daniel, breathe." Vlad instructed, pushing the boy back to hold his shoulders and kneel down to his level. "I thought I told you to avoid stressing your ghost half. Transform back, now."
Danny lost the last of his energy changing from ghost to human and would have collapsed to the floor if Vlad had not had a grip on his shoulders. The billionaire pulled him into his arms and Danny buried his face against Vlad's neck. The sound was still there, echoing and growing faint, but still stubbornly audible. Vlad sent Godfrey a helpless look and the butler came forward, holding his arms out.
"Daniel, stay with Godfrey while I deal with your parents." Vlad said, standing to pass Danny over.
Danny felt completely embarrassed by his behavior, but at the moment, he didn't care. He could still hear it faintly, the cling-clanging of the chains pounding in his ears. He gripped the man's suit and wrapped his legs tight around his torso, refusing to be moved.
"Oh no, you're not doing this to me again." Vlad protested, pulling at Danny's arms to release himself.
Danny vaguely wondered what that meant, but brushed it off as Vlad tried to pry him off his person. Danny couldn't help but feel a bit smug, being able to annoy Vlad like this. Like old times...
"Alright you brat, I'll just take you in there with me, and let them see you." Vlad threatened.
That made Danny lose all satisfaction. He tensed and brought his head up to look at Vlad. He wasn't serious...right? Vlad took a few steps forward towards the room where his parents were waiting and Danny instantly no longer found the situation funny.
"Stop! Y-You wouldn't!" He yelled.
"I won't if you go to your room right now, and lay down until I let you know they've gone." When Danny pulled a rebellious face he added: "Or I could drag you in there and let them have at you."
Danny didn't take long to decide. He released the man and hurried down the hall, away from the dreaded room. As the boy departed Vlad sighed, running a distraught hand through his ever-perfect hair.
"You're improving." Godfrey acknowledged. "He listened to you."
"Out of fear." Vlad corrected. "Not respect."
"Well, you must earn his true respect then, mustn't you?"
Vlad huffed, and hurriedly entered the room, mentally preparing himself for a bone-crushing hug.
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Once in his bedroom Danny stood in front of a mirror and stared at his reflection. He looked terrible. His eyes were red and his skin was as pale as his ghost half's, not to mention he was still slightly trembling all over. Out of curiosity Danny transformed again and his aura and his energy had lost the small burst of power from before in the hall. Strange.
Danny collapsed onto his soft bed with a resigned sigh, allowing himself to transform back when he started to grow dizzy. He couldn't help but feel slightly angry over his current situation. Any normal, human 14 year old wouldn't have to worry about being attacked by ghost weapons, or fighting for their life on a weekly basis not to mention having to save the lives of others besides yourself. Danny wouldn't trade his powers for anything, but he couldn't resist the temptation of thinking about what his life would have been like without ghost-fighting parents.
'Boring.' He thought with a grim smile.
He fought sleep as long as he could, he really did, but knowing he wouldn't dare leave his bedroom until he was sure it was safe, Danny allowed his eyes to close, and soon he was dreaming of hanging out with his friends, while his arch-enemy and worst fears chatted just downstairs.
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"Daniel."
Danny groaned and rolled over, vaguely noticing he'd somehow gotten under his covers.
"Wake up, I believe you've napped long enough." Vlad's smug voice persisted, this time occupied by a less-than-gentle shake to his shoulder.
Danny's baby blue eyes slid open gradually and he saw Vlad standing above him, looking less perfect than usual. His hair was mussed, and his clothes were wrinkled. He looked as he'd just fought a wild animal. Though Danny had the sneaking suspicion that animal was named Jack Fenton...
"Wait... my parents...!" Danny gasped, sitting up abruptly as memories flooded back into his mind.
"They're gone, they left a few minutes ago." Vlad replied. "It is soon to be two in the afternoon and I'll be heading out soon to see to plans for my upcoming speeches. I wanted you to know before you-as the kids say-'freaked in'."
Danny didn't even bother to correct him. "What did they want?" He asked.
"To welcome me to the city, I suppose." Vlad answered. "That and they have proposed to assist me in winning over the people of Amity to vote me mayor as well as working for me in the ghost fighting department if I do win..."
Danny tensed, his eyes boring into Vlad's "You said no, right?"
"I might have, or might not have..."
"Plasmius!"
Vlad chuckled evilly for a moment, almost like old times, before waving his hand dismissively and turning to leave the room. However in consideration of his young guest he decided to their a quick message of assurance over his shoulder as he took his leave.
"Relax, my boy. Your buffoon of a father will not come near you."
Danny watched him leave warily, standing up from bed and staring at the door.
"It's not him I'm worried about..."
Danny proceeded through the day in a haze. He had many important things to think about, sure, but his brain couldn't process a single one. All he could think of was his mom.
Her eyes had been so dark, shadowed, so different compared to the woman who had raised him, not knowing the secret he'd kept hidden from her for what seemed to be forever.
Danny had found that the most quiet and secluded place on the property besides his bedroom, (which he'd been politely kicked out of by a group of maids wanting to tidy up) was the roof. He spent well over an hour there to think and wonder what his friends and Jazz were doing. He'd concluded that Jazz was most likely doing homework, holed up in her room with a no-nonsense attitude yet a chipper spirit about anything having to do with learning. Sam was probably doing the same, albeit with a much darker mood, or perhaps talking to Tucker, who was exceptionally good with numbers, no surprise there. If Tucker wasn't talking to Sam or out in patrol with her he'd be engrossed in a video game, one Danny would have been joining him in if he could. Danny was sure if he asked Vlad would buy him the best video game systems money could buy and then some, but Danny didn't want the fruitloop to think he was getting comfortable living here. Oh no, not at all. He craved the homey, lived in feeling of his own bedroom, and the casual sounds of dinner being made just downstairs in the kitchen, or the clinks and clangs of metallic parts being tinkered with in the lab.
Of course, now Danny shuddered at the mental images of the homemade lab that came to mind when he thought about home. It was as if his mind was trying its hardest to never let him forget the awful things that happened that day. Danny sighed and knelt down in a tired slump on the roof. Great, now he was feeling depressed again.
Judging by the sun that was beginning to hang lower and lower in the sky Danny assumed it was well past four o'clock and he had probably spent a couple hours on the roof without even knowing it. He looked out onto the soft, cleanly cut grass below him and wondered if he should risk trying to fly down, or simply phase back into the attic and work his way down on foot.
It was clear which one was safer, however Danny had been feeling a lot better since earlier... Danny huffed in annoyance and made to phase back into the house when a dizzying array of spots burst into his vision. He stumbled back a few steps, wary of the ledge, and fell onto his backside. He gripped tightly to the roofing and floated a bit to regain his balance. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment to reorient himself and slowly lowered from the air back to the roof. Danny opened his eyes slowly and surprisingly he still saw a few spots, almost like a g-force effect on a rollercoaster. What was worse though, was the hazy cloud that was filling his brain. He felt fuzzy and almost as if his body were going numb. He heard the sound of clattering chains roar in his ears and instantly panicked.
'Get off the roof, get off the roof get off the roof...' He repeated to himself, using the last of his strength to phase through the roofing below him and crash into the dark room directly below it. He groaned softly and thought he heard someone chuckle. At first he that Vlad had returned, but his growing fears increased when the voice returned, this time surely coming from his own mind:
'If I can't get you to dispose of yourself, maybe I can get someone here to do it for you...'
Danny's last coherent thought was that he had to get away, he had to run, to escape...but as the pounding sound of metal on metal filled his ears, Danny fell into a comotose state, and his mind completely shut down.
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At this time, it was almost 6 o'clock, and as a prompt and scheduled man John Godfrey was not one to send a child to bed with late or no dinner. Thus, with this thought in mind the butler searched for Daniel Fenton's ghost signature to track the boy down. He'd been there long enough to know when the chef prepared their meals, and Godfrey was beginning to suspect his boss might have lost his temper and decided to end the boy when he could not find I'm in his usual hangout spots.
What he did not expect, was to suddenly come across him in a random hallway, in ghost form, and racing past him in a high-speed flight up the hallway. The boy barely glanced at him, but from what Godfrey had seen, his pupils looked dilated, and his face looked almost...gleeful?
The butler hadn't had time to analyze this too much however, because as soon as the boy blew by in a rush of wind and shocking white hair, the lights in the hallway exploded, and the wallpaper was ripped up and scattered into a mess on the floor. Glass from the bulbs littered his feet and a thin layer of smoke permeated the air. It was also unreasonably cold, when only a few seconds ago it had been nicely warmed in the hall. Godfrey stood silently gaping at the mess in shock for several moments. Daniel had never shown such a power of destruction! What was the half-ghost thinking?! Godfrey whirled around and gaped at the equal amount of ruined decor that lay behind him where the ghost boy had just been.
Oh dear.
Godfrey sped down the hallway, dodging glass shards and half floating to avoid further damage to the already ruined floorboards. Honestly, he was going to give that child a piece of his ancient mind! Godfrey followed the path of destruction and found Daniel blasting away at a crystal chandelier in the ballroom used for parties. Godfrey sighed as it crashed to the ground and the look of glee on the boy's face only grew.
"Mr. Fenton!" Godfrey shouted. "That is quite enough."
Danny turned to look at him, but his eyes seemed absent, hollow even. He chuckled and cocked is head to the side curiously.
"Hmm, the help I assume?" Said Danny. "I was hoping for the one called Plasmius, but you'll do I suppose."
Before Godfrey could even ponder the sentence spoken he was ducking to the side to avoid an ectoblast to his head. The kid has gone crazy! Godfrey shot into the air and dodged three more shots- not an easy thing to do at his age mind you- and set a hard look toward the troublemaker before him.
"I don't know what this is about, but I can assure you it will not end well should you decide to pick a fight with
me, mr. Fenton."
"That is what I'm hoping for." Danny chuckled, and lunged at him.
-Vlad's POV-
Vlad Masters considered himself to be a patient man. He admitted to having a rather explosive temper, but the instances where it was displayed were rare. However, dealing with humans who had no idea what they were doing caused the half-ghost to be irritated beyong belief.
'The sooner I win this silly election the better.' He reminded himself. He headed home, taking the 'scenic' route, in the form of his ghost half flying high through the clouds and descending into sight only when his manor was in close sight. He had to admit, after years of only himself and his staff it was a refreshing change to have someone waiting for him to return, even if that person claimed to be his enemy. Just because he had agreed to a temporary truce with the boy didn't mean he was going to give up on his dreams of having Daniel as his son. Now, how to go about getting Maddie to join him after that...bah, a plan for that could wait. Maybe he'd take Daniel out somewhere tomorrow, the boy had definitely been cooped up entirely too long.
As Vlad neared the massive house he felt a chill run up his spine. Not a good sign. Vlad had spent enough time with his powers to know to trust his instincts, and right now his instincts were telling him something was wrong. The man flew intangibly through the front door and landed inside. He heard a loud 'CRASH' and turned toward the direction of the sound. As he flew, the house seemed to grow colder and colder as well, soon he was hearing the definite sounds of combat. He phased into a random room after following a path of destruction around the place, and he growled angrily when he saw none other than Daniel himself attacking Godfrey and, oddly, seeming very happy about it.
Godfrey seemed calm enough, Vlad also noticed that Daniel's fighting was rather...frantic, crazed even. But with adrenaline now flowing at the sight of a fight Plasmius shot into the air and pinned Daniel to the wall before the younger ghost could fire a blast of cold ice at the butler.
"What on earth is going on in here?!" Vlad demanded. Danny struggled, pinned by a firm grip around his neck, not enough to cut off his air supply, but enough to make him gasp for breath and pry at the man's fingers.
"Let go!" Danny shouted, his voice sounding much more harsh than usual. Vlad was almost surprised.
"I'm not sure why, but our guest seems to have quite the death wish at the moment." Godfrey said, a bit out of
breath. Vlad frowned.
Before anything more could be said Danny phased through Plasmius' grip on his neck and kicked him in the gut, sending him flying across the room and into a bookshelf. As the man collected himself Danny turned his attention to Godfrey, who was now alert and had energy glowing dangerously around his fingertips which were raised defensively. Vlad grit his teeth in anger. The boy had gone completely out of his mind! Danny smirked and dove for Godfrey with fists raised ready to blast the ghost into oblivion,while Vlad shouted for Danny to stop. However before Danny could land a hit Godfrey turned and grabbed the boy by the arm and spun him around, while using his other hand to strike a pressure point on the child's body causing him to go completely limp. He was not unconscious, but rather unable to move while he collapsed into the old ghost's arms.
Vlad had meanwhile joined then in the air and flew over, his face serious. He scooped up Danny from his butler's hold and glared agrily into Danny's toxic...red eyes? Vlad raised an eyebrow. Daniel didn't have red eyes, not his ghost half, neither his human half did. So who...?
"You're...no fun at all..." Danny mumbled unhappily, his frenzied smile gone in favor of a defeated scowl. "You could have...killed me. You care for the brat...too much."
With that, Plasmius lost sight of those glowing red irises and with a long blink, neon green eyes lit up in their place. Danny blinked a few more times, this time in confusion. He looked around and his face grew red.
"W-why are you holding me? Put me down!"
Vlad, more angry than anything else, lowered himself to the ground and held Danny tightly, keeping his limbs trapped to prevent the boy from flailing.
"First, you're going to answer how this happened!" Plasmius said, turning his gaze to the mess of what once could have been a study room.
"I didn't- what?"
Danny looked around. He didn't remember any of this. He felt like he'd been in a fight, yes, but the last thing he remembered was being on the roof, and falling asleep...
"Sir, I don't believe that was entirely Mr. Fenton we were fighting just now." Godfrey suggested.
"I'm aware." Vlad said. "Still, I was hoping for a more helpful answer."
"Hey!" Danny yelled in response.
"Can you walk?" Vlad asked. He was hesitant to let the boy down, after the recent issues involving his balance and strength...
"Of course I can!" Danny said, and as he was set down, he asked, "What happened? What fight are you talking about?"
"It I'd possible that you were just overshadowed." Vlad replied. "I sensed something strange when entering the mansion. It may have been the presence of another entity."
"Another...you mean I attacked you? Without knowing it?" Danny said, astonished. How could he not remember?
"Perhaps it might be a good idea to have dinner and calm ourselves down a bit, before having this conversation." Godfrey said.
"Who said I was hungry?" Danny snapped. He was frustrated now, everything in his life made no sense. He couldn't even see his friends anymore because he was so scared of his parents finding him. Everything he knew was turned upside down and in the worst of ways. Now, he wasn't sad, confused or depressed. He was angry.
"You will not talk to Godfrey like that." Vlad said with a glare. "You're on thin ice as it is."
"I'm not your creepy apprentice or perfect son Plasmius!" Danny yelled turning to the billionaire. "So stop treating me like a little kid! I don't have to 'calm down' and I don't need you to cart me around like a damsel in distress!"
"Then stop acting like a helpless, immature, stubborn brat and let people help you!" Vlad shouted in retaliation. Danny scoffed.
"As if I'd accept 'help' from my archenemy! Just because we're temporary allies doesn't mean I don't still believe you're one seriously crazed up Fruitloop, and you can go to hell!"
Vlad's eyes widened for a split second before darkening in anger. No, he wasn't angry,
He was livid.
"Godfrey? I believe starting on those preparations for dinner would be nice, we'll join you in a few minutes." Vlad stated in a cold voice, his red, wrath-filled eyes glued to Danny's own glaring ones.
The butler left promptly and Danny couldn't help the twinge of fear that he felt in the lot of his stomach now that he was alone with a ghost that was literally better than two of him. But he squashed it down and met Plasmius' gaze dead-on, no fear in his eyes to display to the enemy. No weakness to be seen in the face of danger.
"What?" Danny mocked. "You gonna beat me up now, 'teach me a lesson'? Come on then, I can take you, cheese head!"
That did it. Vlad took two large steps forward and snatched the impudent brat by the wrist, dragging Danny behind
him as he made his was to a seat that had thankfully been spared any damage. Danny attempted to dig the heels of his boots into the floor but Vlad was much bigger, not to mention much stronger-as much as he hated to admit it-than he was, and he was dragged along without much resistance.
"I've had just about enough of your attitude." Vlad snapped, changing into human form and sitting down. He flung the confused boy face-down over his knees and pinned Danny's legs with one of his own whilst keeping his wrists locked tight behind the child's back. "That will change, right now."
Vlad raised his hand high and brought it down sharply onto Danny's wriggling backside. Danny froze, realizing now what Vlad was getting at now that that there was a blossoming sting in his bottom and struggling even harder.
"You can't do this!" Danny cried. "Let me go!"
Vlad's only response was to bring his hand down in rapid succession, causing Danny to suck in a breath. It was really starting to sting.
It was bad enough that he was getting smacked y his archenemy, but then Vlad began to lecture in a cold tone of voice:
"All my staff here have done for you is make you comfortable. And everything I've done, including running in this silly election, is all for your benefit, and you still dare to run your mouth like a childish prince."
Danny grit his teeth against the pain in his seat, deciding to wait it out and also trying desperately to get Vlad's grip to loosen up enough to get free. Vlad was completely fed up and his butt was very much paying for it.
It felt like he'd sat in a beehive with infinite bees stinging his backside.
"And who was it that saved you from a fatal fall to your death?" Vlad continued. "And kept you safe from your parents, and saved your life when you won't even tell me everything that happened that night! Well?!"
Danny felt his eyes moisten and blinked rapidly. No way would he give in to this crazy half-ghost. He was Danny Phantom, he could handle a little pain. Though with each second he stayed silent the swats rained down harder and faster and Danny was forced to bury his face into Vlad's thigh to avoid crying out.
"I'm waiting." Vlad said. "Trust me Daniel, I could do this all. day."
Danny whimpered at the threat and stiffened. He wasn't serious, he couldn't be serious. But with each second he felt more and more if his resolve weakening, and soon he was struggling again, this time in more pain than embarrassment.
"Okay! I'm sorry! Stop!" Danny cried.
Vlad slowed down the tempo of the smacks and loosened his grip a bit.
"For?"
Danny groaned and tried to move his backside out of the line of fire. Vlad wasn't missing a beat.
"Come on, that hurts!" Danny pleaded.
"That's the point. Now answer or I take my belt off." Vlad responded.
"No! I- ouch- okay, okay," Danny cried, hid back arching and trying to move even the slightest bit away from his enemy. "I'm sorry for yelling at you and Godfrey, you didn't deserve it and I won't do it again!"
Vlad seemed satisfied with his answer, for he doled out about half a dozen more before stopping and allowing Danny to stand. With a hiss of pain Danny straightened and transformed into Fenton. His eyes were definitely not dry, but he hadn't cried. A small victory for the young half-ghost, but a victory nonetheless.
"I expect better from you." Vlad said. "No son of Maddie's should be anything less than a gentleman, understood?"
Much to his mortification Danny found he could not meet Vlad's gaze, and his eyes stopped right at the man's nose. Instead of risking the terrible sound of his choked up voice answering and adding to his embarrassment, Danny simply nodded his head.
"Good, so for your earlier transgressions, you are forgiven. now I believe that despite your earlier claim you are indeed hungry, am I wrong?" Vlad asked.
Another nod.
"Well then let us join Godfrey in the dining room." Vlad said, standing. He risked the glare and casually ran a hand through the boy's raven hair and proceeded to walk towards the door.
Danny didn't respond, but followed Vlad nonetheless. He frowned at his own vulnerability, but he figured he could wait a couple hours before exchanging more witty banter to revive his dampened ego. Besides,
He really was hungry.
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Next Chapter: Danny gets out of the mansion to meet with his friends.
Phew, finally done. I'll have you know it is 5:13am right now, so if that doesn't deserve a review I don't know what does. Also I know I was supposed to release the scene with Jazz and Danny's friends, but this chapter was getting a bit long so I cut it. It will happen eventually, just not yet. Anyway, what did you think? Didja luv it? Hate it? Want to burn it or shower it in unicorn kisses? Let me know in a review!
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