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embermane · 8 years ago

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Two Things to Celebrate

Took a light break from second chance to fill a prompt request for shirereader22.

Prompt: Danny’s 18th birthday

Pairing: Pompous pep [Vlad x Danny]

Rating: M (Explicit sexual content, mild swearing)

Notes: Assume Phantom Planet Never happened, it's easier that way), Danny is in senior year HS. *Head canon Danny’s birthday is in winter since he has ice powers that’s all I’m going off; I’ll also throw in Vlad has a summer birthday in my head canon. *Takes place entirely separate from Second chance’s timeline reset (AU?).

You should google “Black corvette stingray 2014″ before reading this, visualise it, and mentally prepare yourself, save the image just off screen if you like. hehehe.

Also see endnotes

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“Great, why did my bithday have to fall on a school day”, Danny sighed into his pillow as he hit the snooze on his alarm, the bitter cold of the air nipping at his exposed skin. Slowly rolling over to face the ceiling, he could hear some noises downstairs, mainly the giant bear steps of his dad rattling the walls, he could hear a little giggling from his mom in the hall, and he began the countdown to the inevitable in his head as the footsteps drew near, five, four, three, two, one.

His door nearly flew off the hinges from the force of Jack Fenton’s arm as he fired the Fenton Ghost Party Popper Gun, shiny little green plastic ghost cut outs rained down over the boy’s room along with blue and green glitter and tissue paper. Maddie flew in behind with a large cake with white frosting and a cute green ghost shouting “Happy boo-thday Danny”. After 18 years of these birthday wake up calls he was used to it, to say the least, though he was sure his door needed a new knob after his dad smashed it into the wall, another hole to patch up when he gets home. Danny cracked a smile as he began to get up from his bed, his parents looked so excited, since Jazz moved out for college they’ve made more of an effort to celebrate his last two birthdays. It’s not that he hated his parents overdone efforts on his birthday, he just hated that it fell on a school day this year, which meant one more thing he was dreading for the next 24 hours, but he figured he could at least enjoy breakfast with his family until then.

As the youngest Fenton arrived downstairs at the breakfast table, he saw a beautiful assortment of pancakes, sausages, bacon, and waffles, there were several different types of syrups and a whole fresh can of whip cream. The were a few bowls of fresh fruit and a large glass pitcher of orange juice. His parents were eagerly waiting for the boy, after all it was his birthday today. Surprisingly Jack hadn’t touched anything while Danny was getting dressed upstairs, but now that Danny was here, Jack was just itching to get breakfast started. “Well, what are you waiting for, let’s eat!”, the teen exclaimed as he made a plate of pancakes and sausages, his parents quickly following his lead.

It was a mildly warm winter, so Danny only grabbed his coat before heading out the door behind his mom, who decided to drop Danny off at school before she headed off to finish some errands in town. As they were only a few blocks away from the school gates, she could tell he son wasn’t as happy as he was at breakfast, “Sweetie, is something wrong?”, she asked like a concerned mother. Danny slumped a little further in his chair, sighing a bit. She tried again, “Danny, I know you’re having a hard time at school, but this is the last day until winter break. Try and cheer up it’s only a few hours, besides, Jazz and Vlad are coming over tonight to celebrate.” Oh, that peaked his interest, as a glanced over at his mom, great now he had to deal with Vlad all night too. Pulling up to the curb Danny gave one last smile at his mom before shutting the door, promising he would try his best today.

As he made his way up the Casper high stairs, he found Sam and Tucker waiting for him, maybe today would be okay, he just had to avoid that one kid. “Hey Fen-turd!”, and oh shit, Danny turned his head to meet the blonde jock who was calling him out from the side of the building. Danny glanced back at Sam and Tucker, then back at Dash, who was pounding a fist into his hand, “A little birdie told me it was your birthday today, you know what that means.”, the blonde was slowly making his way over to the three, with his jerky jock friends backing him up. Danny knew Dash was going to be after him today, Dash loved birthdays, specifically because he would go all out on the poor guy, toilet swirlies, birthday punches, and locker stuffings. Before Dash could even get a chance, Danny grabbed his two friends yanking them in the school running down the halls to hide from Dash. “YOU CAN’T RUN FENTON!!!!”, Dash called from the entrance, his voice echoing in the halls as he saw the three round the corner.

Finally getting far enough away from the jocks the trio tried to catch their breath a bit inside an empty classroom, wishing Danny a Happy birthday in between gasps. “Only six more hours of this huh Danny.”, the goth girl huffed out as she panted. “Well at least dinner tonight will be a relief.” Danny let out an audible groan, that’s right dinner. “What’s wrong Danny? You’re mom throws the best parties.”, the girl stated, confused, sure school sucks because Dash was going to do anything to torment Danny, but at home he should be okay.

Danny groaned again, even though it’s been a few years since Vlad has tried any evil scheming, and Amity park has much less ghost attack due to Vlad, taking up residence in upscale Polter Heights, since becoming mayor. Actually, during that time, a few years ago Vlad had called Danny into his office, they had a lengthy conversation, and Vlad stated he didn’t wish to continue his self destructive path, and Danny agreed on a truce, so long as Vlad truly did turn over a new leaf. The two were weary and suspicious of each other for months, and especially when Vlad would invite Danny over for the weekends. But the two would play video games upstairs or Vlad would try out new recipes on Danny, the frootloop was a skilled chef, and made the best sweets. The boy grew fond of the older hybrid over the months, and eventually agreed to train with the man, since Amity park had less and less ghost attacks, and it was fun sparring with the older halfa, who didn’t hold back much on the boy. But as the lifestyle continued, Danny found himself growing to enjoy Vlad’s company, eager to taste what sweets the man could craft, counting down the days until he could visit the classy mansion. He wasn’t quite sure when it started, but when the realization hit him, he tried so desperately to push it away and blame it on “Teen hormones”, but it was getting harder and harder to hide his thoughts of the man. The past few months when they would spar, Danny found himself distracted by Vlad’s physic, the muscles he was able to hide under his layers of dress shirts was unbelievable. And when Vlad started training Danny to use his core powers, the boy nearly had a heart attack when Vlad removed his shirt, just his jet black pants remained. There was a current of fire encircling his arms and torso, Danny eyes were wandering everywhere, following the flames as they graced over the rippling skin. Danny didn’t even register Vlad starting the lesson, the boy was thrown across the floor from a molten hot ecto blast, Vlad was a bit taken back, he was pretty sure that Danny could have dodged a basic forward attack like that, or at least phased through it. As the older man walked over to check on the boy, he noticed not too much damage, but he did manage to give a few superficial burns on the boy’s left shoulder.

Danny felt so stupid lying on the ground after such a basic shot, though he felt a deep blush begin to form over his cheeks that he tried to dispel before the man could stand above him. Vlad reached out a hand, flames still dancing around him, as he pulled the boy to his feet, questioning if he was alright, or if they should stop for the day. Danny shook his head, he was just a little tired from his tests this week, there was absolutely no way he was going to admit he was too entranced with the man’s body to register the attack. After that day he found himself tracing the man’s form beneath his suits, how he studies every movement, how he imagined the man would be pressed up against him, how his muscles would flex as he moved.

“Hello, earth to Danny”, Sam shouted out, the boy caught daydreaming again after the last question, “What’s wrong with dinner tonight?”, she stated blandly again.

Danny didn’t really know how to explain it, so he just blurted it out, “Jazz is flying in for dinner, and Vlad is coming too”, the last part was mumbled under his breath. Sam had her suspicions about the two when Danny would blow her and Tucker off to stay at Vlad’s on the weekends, how Danny was being a little too spoiled by the guy, a bit much considering their history. Sam raised an eyebrow, a deep blush filling Danny’s cheeks, as he lowered his head, hoping his bangs would hide his embarrassment.

“What are you gonna do then?”, she saw the blush, so did Tucker, they shared the suspicions that Danny had a crush on the billionaire for a while now, after all he was still ‘Clueless-one’. Danny grieved into the air, groaning seemed to be the only thing he was doing the whole day.

“I don’t know. I mean it’s not like he could care less or anything.”, Danny shrugged off the thought of a confession. He would never be able to live past the embarrassment of asking the older man out. He was sure to be mocked for all eternity on the matter. He just had to get through one more dinner of trying to hide his blush, and feeling from the white haired man.

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Meanwhile, after dropping off her son Maddie went to the store to pick up a few more things for the party tonight, as she finished loading the supplies into the RV she dialed up Vlad’s cell, it rang twice before he answered with a chime, “Hello, Vlad Masters.”, Maddie giggled a little at the man before continuing.

“Oh, Vlad. It’s Maddie, I just got done in town. Should I stop by now?”, she questioned. “Ahhh, yes perfect. I just finished Danny’s cake, but don’t worry dear you head home and get everything ready. I’ll drop the cake off before I pick Danny up at school, what time am I supposed to bring him back?” The two coordinated the plan, making sure they were in sync for the party.

“Oh thank you Vlad, I can see why Danny looks up to you now.”, she teased. The woman has become a lot kinder over the years since Vlad has stopped his advances, actually becoming friends. At first she was opposed to Danny spending weekends with Vlad, but seeing as how her boy looked so forward to it she found it hard to deny him. He would also bring home the occasional treats Vlad made for the family. Sunday nights Vlad would join the Fentons for dinner when he returned the boy home. Jack loved Sunday, after dinner he would drag Vlad down to the basement lab and the two would work on some of Jack’s projects, Vlad correcting some calculations or add input to the design. Maddie and Danny would usually chime in with snacks like fresh baked goodies like cookies or brownies, Danny following behind with a pitcher of milk and a few glasses. Everyone would gather around the lab table sharing the good time, hearing Jack blabber on about ghosts or his newest gadget, Sundays were becoming the best nights in the house.

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So far Danny was able to make it through lunch hiding and phasing invisibly through empty classrooms, avoiding Dash, while Sam and Tucker kept an eye on where the jocks were, texting Danny if they moved. So he sacrificed his lunch hour to hide from Dash, it was only two more hours till he could run home. He could deal with being hungry a few more hours, it beats having to drink toilet water.

Finally the last bell, Danny made run for the street, before Dash could even make his way out of class, or so he thought. Danny groaned heavily as he saw Dash and Kuan guarding the school gates. He cursed under his breath as he slowly made his way to the inevitable. “What do you want Dash.”, the smaller boy groaned as he tried to make his way past the two only to be pushed from one jock to another.

Dash laughed as he shoved the poor Fenton to the other jock, Danny tripped a little only to be caught and thrown back to Dash. “Thought you could get away from your birthday punches huh, Fen-turd!”, Danny tried to regain his footing as he fumbled towards the large blonde, who was beginning to raise a fist in the air. Danny shut his eyes, trying to prepare himself for a brutal beating by the jock. A beating that never came? After a few long anticipated seconds Danny weakly opened his eyes, only to be as shocked and speechless as the blonde, who had his fist held back by an even larger man towering over the two, Vlad Masters, the billionaire mayor of Amity Park. And judging by his face, he was not in his best mood, probably due to the current situation.

“Is there a problem with Mr. Fenton here boys?”, his words laced with malice. Sure Vlad hasn’t done anything despicable in years, and this was the first time Danny witnessed the man so upset, he thought he caught a red glow hidden deep behind the cobalt blue of Vlad’s midnight eyes. Dash quickly spurt out several apologies before running back towards the school building, Kuan quickly following behind. Vlad picked the raven haired boy up off the ground. Danny brushed off the dirt as he followed behind Vlad. Embarrassment creeping over his face as he thanked the older halfa for saving him, Vlad was still upset about the whole event, “Daniel, why do you even put up with a guy like that? You could just…”

Danny cut him off, “No, it’s fine. It’s just five more months until graduation, I’ll live.” Honestly the boy didn’t want to hear the end of Vlad’s sentence, he liked his current image the man established during their truce, he didn’t need a reminder of his past. The older halfa sighed as they reached his car, he brought out his favorite, it was a flawless black 2014 Corvette Stingray. It was such a rare treat for Danny, to ride in one of Vlad’s most beloved cars.

Vlad stood on the passenger side as he opened the door, “Birthday boy first”, as he held the door open for the little badger, chuckling as the boy was still just standing there in awe on the sidewalk, not sure if it was the car to the owner he was more enthralled with at the moment. “I’ll drive off without you if you don’t hurry up”, he teased. Snapping Danny into action as he took a seat in the soft black stained leather interior. Vlad shut the door before making his way around to the driver’s seat, the roar of the engine as it turned over sent an exciting wave of chills down the young boy’s spine. “Where to little badger?”, Vlad had one hand on the wheel and the other resting on the gear, awaiting what destination the boy decided on. Danny didn’t know anywhere in particular he wanted to go, but his stomach sure did, as it growled beneath his shirt, Danny shrugged as he felt a deep blush engulf his face, as he sheepishly laughed. Vlad scrunched his brow debating on if he should drive the boy down to the Nasty burger joint or take him home and cook a meal dedicated to the boy. Vlad sighed, thinking it was better if he didn’t force the boy to wait too long, “Is the Nasty burger okay then?”, he almost hated himself for even offering, but it was the little badger’s birthday and Vlad wanted to cater to the teen the entire day. The bright sky blue eyes glanced up at him, Nasty burger it is, and Vlad shifted into drive and made his way through the streets, a few blocks down to the burger joint.

He let Danny order anything he wanted, while he settled for a small fries and chocolate shake, he could at least munch on something instead of just awkwardly watching the boy inhale his food. Vlad was curious if Danny even ate lunch, he seemed to be starving, he ordered more food than normal, and it seemed to disappear twice as fast. The boy devoured two burgers, and was finishing up his soda and medium fries, and Vlad was barely halfway through his small fries. Danny finally satisfying the ache of his poor stomach, sighed as he relaxed back in his seat, he noticed Vlad a little dumbstruck at how quickly the food seemed to disappeared, but the teen just raised his shoulders and hands in the air. The older halfa was quietly dipping one of his fries in the chocolate milkshake, Danny was watching every little movement from the white haired man in front of him. How he would stick his tongue out just a little as he parted his lips, perhaps to catch a stray drip from his chocolate fries, who knows, all Danny could wonder was what other things it could do, catching himself before he could daydream any further, he violently shook his head. Shit, he can’t daydream in front of Vlad, what if he figures out what he’s really thinking. A loud slurp alerted the boy that the man had caught up and finished his snack. The two picked up their trays and made their way back to the black Corvette.

“Anywhere else you want to go, little badger?”, Vlad once again asked, as the two exited the fast food joint. Danny shrugged, he couldn’t think of anywhere in particular he wanted to go, all that mattered was he was away from Dash and it was winter break. He left the decision of their next destination up to the older halfa. As the two took their seat in the car, Vlad proposed a slightly more scenic drive just outside the city, since dinner was still a few more hours away, and Vlad had the job of keeping Danny occupied while everyone set up Fenton works as the perfect party for the eighteen year old.

As the two drove just outside Amity park, Vlad took a small detour driving along a forgotten road which ran alongside several low hills. The drive was mostly quiet, as Danny would flip through several radio stations every time there was a commercial, Vlad listened as the young halfa would sing or hum quietly to each song he knew. They talked a little about how school was going, but the elder avoided the bully subject, he didn’t want to piss off Danny, especially today. As Vlad followed the dirt road up a slightly higher hill, he parked the Corvette under a large tree. They were facing Amity park, the sun was still fairly high in the sky, though it was beginning to change to the warmer hues. Vlad turned off the engine but kept his hand on the gear, between himself and the badger, he swallowed hard as he could feel Danny’s eyes watching him, wondering what was next. Vlad wasn’t entirely sure how to play his next move, so he played the one he knew he could flaunt. He didn’t know when the boy started to develop feelings for him, or when he completely lost interest in Maddie Fenton, and started thinking more and more about the youngest Fenton, too bad he couldn’t equally blame ‘Teen hormones’. Vlad shifted in his seat a little, turning slightly to better face the teen, he propped one hand on the wheel to push himself a little closer in as his other hand shifted from the gear between the two, up to the back of Danny’s head, pulling the badger in closer to meet his lips. Vlad only pressed their lips together lightly, as he watched the deep red engulf the boy’s face, even reaching as far as his ears. Still pressed together, Vlad couldn’t help but smile against the other’s lips, his deep midnight eyes, softly, almost seductively gazing back into the sky blue of the others, searching for the words they both have been avoiding for a while now. He relaxed back a little, allowing their lips space, though he kept his hand in the soft jet black hair, lazily rubbing circles with his thumb, he could almost elicit a purr from the badger, he seemed to enjoy the touch. Recovering from the initial shock, Danny shot his gaze out the window towards Amity park. “So, how long have you know?”, the teen questioned, a bit afraid of the answer. Vlad continued stroking the soft black hair as he rolled his eyes, admitting how he was unsure himself when he realised the situation unfolding between them.

Danny was still madly blushing from the kiss, but daring in the moment to be slightly greedy, “Is that all I get for my birthday?”, he whined, trying his best to entice the man into action. Vlad smirked as he raised a brow at the invitation, he shifted his weight once again so he could turn to place one knee on his chair, elevating himself above, pinning the teen, grinning before he took the boy up on the invitation. Their lips meeting once again, this time the boy eagerly parted his to allow the man access inside, Vlad’s stubble tickled as he turned his head slightly so he could deepen the kiss, tongues exploring each other, as Vlad massaged the back of Danny’s head. The teen clutching earnestly onto the black onyx suit. A few moans escaped the boy between kisses, Vlad smiling at each delicious moan he was able to coax out of the teen, as he brought his other hand to rest on the teen’s hip, rubbing in firm circles with his thumb, as his other digits kneaded the soft flesh. He could feel the boy losing control as his hips became restless, and his panting grew hotter between breaths, as a deep haze began to gloss over his half lidded sky blue eyes. Vlad backed off a little, allowing the them both to catch their breath, though the teen whinned over the lost sensation of the other’s lips.

Vlad had a better idea though, he got out and went around the car to the passenger side to pull Danny out, tossing the teen’s bag in the backseat, Vlad stole the passenger seat for himself, before looping a finger through the boy’s belt, to drag him onto his lap so their chests were pressed together for a better kiss. Vlad had one hand reaching up the teen’s side and chest, kneading the flesh passionately, his other hand was firmly gripped on the boy’s butt drawing him in as close as the seat would allow. Danny was panting heavily each chance he had between the older halfa’s rough kisses. He instinctively tried to grind his hips into the man’s but whined desperately as the seat made that a difficult position. Without skipping a beat Vlad’s arms wrapped around to boy tighter, holding him in place as he phased the two through the car’s engine, gently placing the boy down on the glossy, polished hood of the black Corvette. The older man smirked seductively as he hovered over the boy, still starstruck from the recent events, “Happy birthday, my little badger.”, placing a much more gentle, slower, kiss than before. Exploring his mouth as if for the first time again, as he lowered his hips to finally grind against the wanting teen. There was a jolt from the boy as he began to move, pushing a little slower and harder with each rotation of his hip, flicking up quickly at the end to coax out a deeper moan from the panting mess beneath him.

He had to be dreaming, there was no way Vlad was serious, this must have been another daydream which he would snap out of and find himself at home or the mall, but no, he was pressed firmly against Vlad’s favorite black Corvette, as the man pinned him down with kisses. Not to mention how Vlad was now passionately grinding their hips together. Danny could feel himself losing control to the man hovering over him. He caught Vlad unbuttoning his black suit jacket to reveal the crisp white dress shirt underneath, Danny took it as an invitation to undo the rest of the buttons, which blocked the skin from the boy’s reach. He could feel the man’s lips turn up into a smirk while they kissed, each time he was able to free one more button. Finally he could touch Vlad’s broad chest, gliding his fingers across those well toned, hidden muscles, not hiding his desire to finally feel them expand and contract above him. If he was dreaming, he wished to never wake up, this was too real, it was everything he wanted in the moment and more.

Vlad raised an eyebrow as the boy undid his neatly tucked dress shirt, though he would never break a kiss to question the act, he simply hummed in reply, as he let his own hands explore the youth’s chest and back under the baggy white tee shirt. Though he initially intended to only tease the boy a little with just a kiss but the boy’s reaction and invitation lead the man to crave more and more from the boy, and seeing how he became a wanting, panting mess pinned beneath his arms, he wasn’t entirely sure how far to take the offer anymore, maybe he’d wait for the boy to decide. Afterall he was 18 years old, and today was his birthday, who was Vlad to turn down such a pleasant birthday wish, especially for his beloved little badger, moaning pleasantly within his arms. Maybe he could indulge a little more, the man traced his hand along the slender curves of the boy, following down his lean abs, to finally hook the black canvas belt, which held up the teen’s jeans. A few more swift movements and Vlad had successfully gained access inside, slipping his large hand down to grope at Danny’s growing needs. To be honest Vlad was amazed to have gotten this far with no protests from the teen, in fact it seemed the boy couldn't get enough from the man. He would arch his back and roll his hips to deepen each touch. The two parted again for air, panting heavily, resting their foreheads together, the younger could barely focus on the older halfa’s eyes, as he pushed back a little more, allowing some space for the youth to clear his head, though his hand was still softly gripping and rubbing the teen’s lower member, which was pinned between Vlad's knee and the Corvette.

After Danny was able to catch his breath a little more, he gave a shy gaze up toward the man, who was licking his lips clean, Danny’s hands migrated a little further south, as he began to paw at Vlad’s leather belt, “So…”, he twisted and rocked on the man’s leg, “When do I get the main dessert?”

The older halfa smirked, “Oh?”, his curiosity peaking, at how far the teen actually wanted to take this, moving in closer to finish the sentence in the boy’s ear, “And what more does my little birthday badger want for his dessert, hmmm”. Seeing just how much he could coax out of the restless teen, he slammed his hip down with slightly more force than before, causing the teen to collapse slightly, finding support on the man’s thick leg.

Danny shuttered under the deep hum, as he turned his cheek to meet the man’s ear for a reply, “I was hoping for something a little, harder.”, hot breath ghosting over the man’s ear, the teen still pawing for access into the black dress pants.

Vlad nipped the teen’s ear, forcing another deep moan past the boy’s bruised lips, sliding his hand that was resting on the boy’s lower back down, forcing the jeans and loose boxers to follow, exposing the boy to the cool open air, he then took the same hand to undo his leather belt and pants, though they loosely rested at his hips. Vlad then took the chance to move his kisses down, tracing the teen’s lean chest, reaching his hand back up to play with a light pink nipple he’d tease and suck, then his kisses followed the trail of muscles down, confirming each inch with his tongue. Until finally he reached the dripping, swollen erection, kissing the top before he began to take long strides with his tongue, curling his fingers around the pulsing member.

The teen had his hands wandering through the soft white hair, petting the man who tended so gently to his lower region, moaning in delight as the tongue would trace over a particularly sensitive area, or Vlad would suck just around the head. It drove the teen crazy, how skilled the man was with his tongue, knowing just where to nip and stroke.

Danny was a panting hot mess thanks to the man perched between his legs. The elder wondered if he could tease the boy just a little more, he pressed two fingers on the boy’s lips, “Lick it if you want it.”, he stated as his other hand pumped the boy’s twitching cock into his mouth. Danny quickly went to work, taking in Vlad’s thick fingers, tracing the surface with his tongue, licking every space in between, until it was basically coated, dripping wet. The man took his newly slick digits and traced up the teen’s inner thighs, barely touching the pale skin as he made his way to the base of the small butt. He felt the teen jolt, but ease back down onto the large hand, the elder took the chance to rub his middle finger between the boy’s pale cheeks, until he reach that tight ring of muscles scrunched at the base. The youth groaned at the new sensation, rolling his hips forward, begging for the man to go further. Vlad hummed around the boy’s twitching cock, as he pushed his middle finger in deeper, past the ring of tight muscles, stopping at his first joint, rubbing back and forth, in and out, pushing a little further each time to explore the new territory inside the youth. As the teen began to relax against the foreign hand, Vlad pushed in another digit, rubbing alongside the first before he started to stretch the tight band of muscles open, scissoring a little wider, as the youth squirmed anxiously for more. So, Vlad began to search for the small patch of nerves that would better satisfy the growing desires of the teen. A huge jolt erupted through the boy, knowing he found that sweet spot, as Danny panted out, “Wha… Whaaa… What was...Thaa...at?”, barely getting the words out as his legs threatened to give out as waves of pleasure coursed through his body.

The older halfa grinned as he placed another soft kiss around the boy’s shaft, “Mmm, that’s your prostate, like it?”, he smirked, as a slowly stroked inside, forcing Danny’s eye to the back of his head as his spine arched into the skilled fingers within. Vlad push the third and final digit in as the boy began to roll his hips deeper into the man’s touch. Vald gave the flush pink cock one last kiss as he released it, rising up he let his slacks fall to his feet as he took out his own aching member, rubbing the slick precum he built up, over his shaft before including the younger member in his long warm up strokes. With the shaft fully coated, he finally pressed the tip against the teen’s entrance, “Ready, little badger?”, a quick nod came from the boy, biting his knuckles in anticipation. The older halfa pressed a little firmer into the boy, slowly working to sheath himself fully inside the tight band of contracting muscles, which twitched as the youth wiggled from the new sensation. After giving the boy a chance to relax around his thick cock, vlad began to roll his hips, grinding into the same spot he had found that small bunch of nerves just moments ago. The man’s powerful grinding hips forced the black Corvette to roll in pace with the two bodies lying on the hood. Vlad took the time to nip and tease an ear covered by the jet black locks, clinging to the sweat of both bodies, stealing more delicious moans as his tongue would trace the ridges on the shell of the boy’s ear. Grunting as the teen’s muscles would clench tightly around Vlad’s burried member each time a moan escaped his lips or a shutter would run down his spine.

The man expected the youth to be a bit tight, but not this tight, it was almost too much for the man, the way Danny would clench around him, the warmth and spasm of his muscles. The older halfa, used one hand to steady himself on the hood, while he brought the other to the boy’s twitching cock, deeply rubbing the head as his other digits curled tightly around. The boy moaned deeply into the touch, his hips moving on their own accord to meet each thrust from the man. The older man began another set of fevered kisses, assaulting the bruised lips, their tongues dancing as they found each other in the heat and passion. Vlad could feel that coil deep within him tighten, he was close, and with Danny moaning and squirming within his hand, he increased his grip on the poor boy, as he pumped the boy, matching his thrusts until the boy came. Spilling a white hot mess into Vlad’s hand, inside the boy twitched and Vlad found himself riding out his own orgasm inside the boy, while he was still steadily milking the teen.

Finally, Vlad collapsed, spent, over the teen, his own dick still twitching deep inside, both spent and heavily panting, Vlad found refuge in the crook of the boy’s neck, resting for a bit to regain some strength to push himself up from the car. Vlad pulled out from the boy, a small trail of thick fluid following, dripping down the boy’s thigh. The man reached up for his red handkerchief to clean the boy a little, wiping the thick white fluid off as best he could, while he licked his own hand clean from the boy’s fluid from earlier, still warm.

Danny watched Vlad licking the thick substance off, maybe he didn’t mean to but he looked so seductive as he used the same tongue to trace around his thick fingers. Danny jolted and winced as Vlad brushed against his penis, he was still way too sensitive, “Uh, I can… ahh...do that.”, he gasped between breaths, replacing Vlad’s hand with his own to finish up. Vlad took the opportunity to tuck himself back in, pulling back up his forgotten black slacks, fixing his shirt to tuck back in before fastening his belt.

Danny found the some strength to stand though his legs wobbled beneath him, threatening to give out under his weight, the older halfa quickly caught the boy's hip pulling the smaller frame to rest against his broad chest as he steadily walked danny around to his seat, smirking as he dove in to steal one more kiss. Catching the boy’s glancing up to meet his own, the teen blushing ear to ear before looking away, “I love you, fruitloop”, he whispered under his breath, hoping the man missed his confession, knowing all too well he did.

As the man leaned down into his ear whispering back, “I love you too, little badger”, sealing the sentence his a soft kiss over the boy's ear.

The sky was changing into deep hues of orange and red, Vlad glanced at his watch, the two still had a little more than an hour to kill before he was scheduled to bring back the birthday boy for the surprise party. Vlad threw in the suggestion of a shower back at his Polter Heights mansion, figuring they both carried a thick musky smell, not to mention how uncomfortably sticky and sweaty they felt right now. So, the two climbed back in the in the black Corvette to make the thirty minute drive to Vlad's.

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The two pulled up at Fenton works, perfectly on time, Vlad had sent a text to Maddie a few traffic lights away, the lights were off and the house was dark. The teen fished out his key to unlock the door, and make his way into the living room. Just as the boy turned on the lights, everyone jumped out of hiding, Jack nearly threw the sofa across the room as he sprang up from behind it. Sam and Tucker leaped out from the staircase, and his mother rolled in from the kitchen with Jazz. Vlad came around the boy’s back, placing both of his large hands on the small shoulds below, smiling warmly down at the boy before wishing him another happy birthday. Maybe today wouldn’t be so bad a night afterall, he was with the people that meant most in his life, and he was no longer embarrassingly hiding from the one he loved the most. Danny leaned back briefly to whisper something only Vlad could hear, “Does this mean we have two things to celebrate next year?”.

~The End?~

Or maybe not I was debating on including the mansion and post sex on the black corvette stingray, shower scene *cough* but decided to opt out since this somehow became a 10 pg oneshot *cough* so maybe I’ll revisit it in the future as a continuation, add on, or extended drabble. (Though I want to get back to Second Chance and finish Ch 4) hehe we’ll see but I hope you enjoyed it, I tried to describe a feeling of winter I’ve never know, (Sorry, never experienced snow or that kind of cold).

I’m trying to refine my writing bit by bit, thank you for reading.

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embermane · 8 years ago

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More shirtless Danny

(I shamelessly love jean creases)

The looks i got from little old asian ladies on the bus (oh gawd!; BUT SO worth it!!!)

ill work on colouring this when I have time, i might change his face/ hair/ probably his hands a little)

#danny fenton #danny phantom #Shirtless!Danny #sketch #WIP

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Sketch book doodles shirtless Danny (not sure how I want to translate his hair in my style hehe) Ahhh so awkward when little old grannies sit next to on my bus and keep staring

#danny fenton #danny phantom #sketch

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Second Chance: Chapter 3

[Chapter one] [Chapter two]

SPOILER ALERT Takes place AFTER PHANTOM PLANET

Rating for this Chapter maybe T, it’s not really explicit there is some light swearing and brief sexual contact.

Oh boy thank you! So~, there is more meddling minutes in this chapter, just gonna throw in a light warning (Dan x Clockwork is in this part!); more badger cereal bits, (When I said pompous pep eventually, it’s gonna be sometime after Danny’s graduation. So they are only badger cereal bonds right now!) Okay here it goes!

Second Chance: Chapter 3

Not knowing how long Danny had been listening since sensing the other halfa nearby, Vlad snarled to get the metal suit out of the mansion, “Skulker, you have three seconds to get out of my sight.”, as Vlad crossed the room heading to the closed door between himself and Danny. Taking the hint the armoured ghost flew off into the open portal. As Vlad griped the handle and opened the door, a very shocked Danny Phantom fell on to Vlad’s feet, as a heavy sigh escaped between the elder’s lips, “Get in here already.” Danny stumbled to his feet and scurried past Vlad into the Lab, staring at the glowing pink ghost portal that Skulker had just fled through. Vlad closed the door to the lab, and walked past Danny to press some buttons, and initiate the portal to close and lock, “So, how much did you hear?”

Danny shot his eyes down as he griped his arm, clutching the tight jumpsuit, “I don’t know, I just heard you chase out Skulker”, the boy mumbled back, still not wanting to meet the elder’s eyes. This couldn’t be the same man he met yesterday, the man that he shared so much in common with, the only person in the world that could even fathom what his life was like. Why would he even be talking to the metallic hunter, the same one that he threw back into the ghost zone. Didn’t he destroy the suit? A million questions were running through the youth’s spinning head. Vlad took a few steps towards the boy, heels clicked and tapped with each pronounced step, gaining the boy’s attention to look up before Vlad placed both hands on the young halfa’s shoulders.

“Daniel, please listen to me”, he began, but Danny shoved the elder’s hands away from him. “Daniel, please!”, the elder strained, his voice reflecting how torn he was, “Look, right now things probably don’t make sense at all, but I need you to trust me.”

Danny scoffed, “I did trust you”, glancing back down at the floor, “I just don’t know anymore.”, and the young halfa’s grip on his arm tightened, the words hurt, cutting like knives in his core.

Vlad dropped to his knees, before taking a seat on the cold lab floor in front of the black and white ghost boy. “I need you to keep trusting me, I can’t live fighting against you anymore.” Danny slowly turned his gaze back at the man below him, what did he mean ‘anymore’? Didn’t they only meet yesterday? Danny lowered himself to Vlad’s level, crossing his legs as he sunk to meet the cold steel floor.

Folding his arm over his chest he turned his head to the side, “I’m willing to listen, but you have to be honest and tell me everything.”

Vlad could only stare into his hands as fumbled for words, either way he was going to sound insane, there was no logical reason for Danny to believe his story, but there was every reason to at least try. Vlad took in a deep breath before forming his next thought, “Daniel, have you ever felt like you’ve done something before, even though this is the first time you’ve done it?”

“You mean like déjà vu?” the boy questioned staring back at the man.

A small chuckle escaped the older halfa as he continued, “In a way, though in our case you could say ‘déjà vécu’, the point is, somewhere deep inside you, there’s something telling you this isn’t the first time we’ve met. I’ve seen you grow up, and conquer great foes, Daniel, I’ve see all the good you’ve done for so many people. And I’ve watched my life play on as a bitter fool, wasting away as an empty shell.” Danny placed a hand on the back of Vlad’s as the man rubbed over his large thumbs nervously, “I was given a chance to make things right, to rewrite my future. I don’t want to be that bitter old fool, and I need you to trust that I’m going to fix everything this time.”

Danny’s brows were scrunched tightly together, unsure if the man was telling him the truth, or forgot to take his medication, “I don’t really know what’s going on, if you’re a time traveler or what, but I want to believe in what you’re saying. I thought I was all alone until yesterday, until you showed me I wasn’t”, Danny looked into the deep midnight blue eyes, “I don’t want to imagine living against you, when we’re the only two of our kind.”, a smile tugged from the corner of his lips, as the boy pointed his thumb to his heart, “Beside I'm a hero, I have to give you a chance”, the elder grinned back. Vlad gazed up at the boy in awe, when did he become like this, did he always have this big a heart? Vlad almost broke into tears when he sprang forward, clutching the Phantom tight in his arms. Danny wrapped his arm around the black suit, “I don’t think I can understand everything right now, but I’ll keep believing you. Maybe the world isn’t as black and white as I want to believe it is.” Was this the same kid Vlad had been fighting against all those years? It was nice being on the kinder side of Danny’s words, instead of the sharp end of his sarcasm and blasts. Vlad wasn’t filled with the intense heat from a bitter anger, he felt engulfed by the warm embrace of an equal, someone who understood him, someone just like him.

Just as Vlad was getting used to the warm comfort he found, the boy coughed, and the older halfa pried himself up once again. Danny was a bit flustered from his “Hero’s speech”, Vlad chuckled in amusement. “So, what are you doing talking to Skulker for anyways? Is he like working for you or something? You know he has attacked me on several occasions. He want’s me as a trophy for crying out loud.”, the youth exasperated.

Vlad frowned at the poor decisions of his former bitter self, “About that”, he began, “I heard your father got a ghost portal up and working, so I sent a few small ghosts as a test for Jack. But”, he injected, “I’ve never meant any harm on the Fenton’s. Skulker talks big but he isn’t a threat, and you were more than capable of handling him. By the time I learned there was ghost boy defending Amity park”, Vlad rolled his eye, “Well, I just had to test out how strong you were.” Danny’s shoulders relaxed a bit as he adjusted his legs, Vlad was still sitting just inches in front of him. “I won’t be ‘testing’ the Fenton’s any longer. You can relax, I will help you keep Amity park safe, but I do suggest you train with me. I’ve had these powers for twenty years Daniel, let me show you what you can do with them, I will guide you, help you, so that you can protect everyone.”

White rings flashed across the boy’s torso as he shifted back into his jeans and white tee, black hair falling across his forehead. Standing to stretch his sleeping legs, the boy reach out his hand, “I’m counting on you, fruitloop.” Vlad smiled up at the hero before taking the hand and standing up himself.

“I’m relying on you too, little badger.”, and Vlad pulled the hand back, causing the boy to fall into his chest, lock again in a tight embrace.

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“What’s the point of all this anyways?” Dan hissed, he didn’t really want to watch the fruitloop and badger ‘bonding’, however that seemed to be the only thing playing around the tower lately. Clockwork seemed amused as he would chuckle every now and again at Vlad’s words or actions. The screen paused and Clockwork gave the pouty Dan his full attention. “There’s nothing for me to do in here, I’m so bored.”, the beast sighed. Clockwork’s red eyes softened, raising a brow as he watched Dan mumble a little more.

“Was the thermos better than my company?” Dan’s eyes narrowed at the other figure, “Dan, I thought it might be nice for you to get a little ‘fresh air’, and it’s nice to have some added company around here.” Dan sighed, as his anger subsided, he didn’t mean to sound unappreciative of what Clockwork had done by releasing him, it’s just he felt so lonely and ignored in the tower. After the observants last visit he’s had nothing to do to occupy his endless amount of free time. The added pact between his keeper, of Dan having to behave while ‘free’, was a nuisance and cloud hanging over him. One misstep and poof he would cease to exist between the fractions of a second, all at the whim of the keeper.

“I’m just bored around here”, Dan kicked a loose gear across the floor, “You spend all your time watching them, I have nothing to do unless the observants decide to drop in.” What was that, did Dan just beg for his attention, existing outside of the time stream limited Clockworks ability to know an individual's actions and thoughts. A light chuckle escaped the blue lips as a purple glove attempted to stifle it.

Gliding over to the red eyed beast, “I’m sorry I’ve been ignoring you, Dan.”, the cloak was barely brushing up against the beast’s massive chest as he leaned in, Clockwork’s ghostly tail swaying around his legs, “You have my time now.”, he teases, moving in closer to whisper in Dan’s ear, “I’m sorry to have gotten you all wound up, I can give you a hand”, hot breath crossing over Dan’s light green ears as he was caught off guard by the time keeper’s advances. Dan smirked, this could be a fun way to kill some time, since they had all the time in the world. The time lord placed a soft and gentle kiss on Dan’s cheek before a massive hand gripped his head, pulling their lips together for a much deeper rougher kiss. The two men played for dominance, the forked tongue traced circles behind the gear head’s lips. They broke panting, heat radiating from both cores, Dan’s red eyes were sharp, hungry for more, as his forked tongue licked seductively over his lips. The pendulum sitting inside the chest of the time lord began to pace quickly, matching the pulsing rhythm of Dan’s core.

A light grunt escaped behind the time God, alerting him he was not alone. The screen froze and shifted quickly back to a swirling green cloud. Clockwork tried to hide the deep violet blush that swept over his face, not daring to turn around, “Is this what you watch when you think I'm not around?”, Dan stepped out of the dark corner of room, arms crossed over his broad chest, he was perched high on a beam above the cloaked figure, his white boots tapping along the wood as he prowled ever closer to his target below, before quietly descending. “Maybe I’m not the only one who’s lonely around this tower.”, he huffed. Hovering closer, Clockwork could feel the hot breath of the other, “That looks like the most fun I’ve seen all day.”, the beast purred into the keeper’s ear, drawing a cold shudder, as mischievous eyes scanned the large cloak that hung over the other ghost broad shoulders, curling around the hood so their cheeks were brushing. Massive hands slowly reached around to rest on Clockwork’s belt, a finger toyed with the chain of his pocket watch, pawing it back and forth.

Clockwork grunted as he shifted to his elderly form, Dan growled deeply, the corner of his eye twitched with annoyance. “Settle down already.”, the timekeeper wedged his staff between their cheeks, trying to pry the hungry beast off. But no such luck, Dan gripped the black, aged leather belt tighter as he pulled their hips firmly together. A gasp escaped Clockwork’s lips as he was caught against the rogue beast. He shifted back to his adult form, shoulders gained mass beneath the cloak. “Can you let go of me.”, still trying to pry himself out of Dan’s grip, he could have gone intangible, but so could Dan, and it would just become a ridiculous game of tag. No, this has to be resolved, one way or another. Clockwork inwardly cursed at his inability to completely know what exists outside of time, the unpredictable Dan, freely walking about his tower, even spying on him at times, perhaps one of few that can catch the timelord off guard.

“Rela~x”, he purred, rubbing their cheeks together again, “Why can’t we have a little fun.” Dan was stroking back and forth across the other’s waist, following the line just beneath the leather belt, his other hand firmly locking their torsos. The pendulum swinging violently back and forth, Dan could feel the beating clock within the chest, just a thin glass door keeping the beast out. It was exciting, this unknown road with Dan, Clockwork sighed as he gave up the fight, surrendering to the next whims of the brute which had them locked them together.

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Danny was staring into the large ornate mirror in the guest room, looking over his grey suit, adjusting his blue tie before readying himself to go downstairs for the reunion party. There was a light rapping at his door, eye’s still locked on his mirrored image, as he called in the person from the hall. “Daniel”, Vlad paused as his eyes found the boy across the room, fiddling with the tie around his small neck. Vlad had to admit the boy looked quite different in formal attire, not those baggy jeans and worn out shirt he seemed to always wear. The boy having realised just who had entered the room, quickly turned around to face the older man, his hair was neatly pulled back in tight red ribbon, not a single wrinkle on his suit, a flawless host for the evening. Snapping himself back into the moment the elder halfa began again, “Right, Daniel I wanted to speak with you before the reunion tonight.”, he waltzed over standing before the youth, “I was serious about training you. I can talk to your parents about having you come over on the weekends.”, Vlad took up the tie Danny had been fiddling with and began to redo the knot, weaving the blue silk fabric between his fingers. “I can bring you up to speed, push you to your limits, please. Let me train you Daniel.” No response as Vlad finished with the tie, tucking the tail beneath Danny’s suit. Vlad brought his hands up to smooth over the jacket, brushing off lint from the boy’s sleeves, “At least consider my offer.” The boy nodded as the elder escorted them down to the party, there was still a few moments before the guest should arrive, Vlad took the moment to have a toast with the Fentons. “To a renewed friendship”, he raised his glass, “May us never grow apart.”, Vlad’s midnight blue eyes locked on the sky blue of Danny’s, though no one else seemed to notice as they each raised their glasses to meet Vlad’s in the air, a soft ring and chime echoed in the room. Warm smiles exchanged between everyone, Jack swinging a heavy arm around his forgotten college buddy’s shoulders, slamming his palm repeatedly into Vlad’s back, nearly forcing the glass out of Vlad’s long fingers.

Danny remained quiet as he was lost in his own thoughts about the other halfa’s offer, a jab to his shoulder snapped him back to the present, “What do you want Jazz?”, maybe he came off a bit harsh as he had an earful of his sister’s next words.

“Jeez Danny, I was just wondering if you wanted to go watch something in the theater.”, Jazz threw her thumb back at the forty year olds, “Unless you want to watch these guys pogo all night.”

Danny’s face softened, “Nah”, looking over his sister’s shoulder at the three adults, laughing as Jack threw his arms in the air exaggerating his story, “I think I’ll pass, someone’s got to keep an eye on these old farts in case they pull something.”

Jazz sighed a little, but crack a small smile to her little brother before she made her way towards the ground floor theater room, “Well you know where I’ll be if you need a break from them.”, and Jazz disappeared around the corner as she made her way to the theater.

Danny walked back over to the group of adults, catching the end of Jack’s story, “Oh Vladdy, you would love it!” Jack bellowed, “Maddie and I finally that ghost portal up and running. This time it’s HUGE! You have to stop by our lab on your next day off.”

Maddie watched Vlad’s movements through the conversation, a very slight twitch from Vlad, she worried if she should stop her husband, maybe they shouldn’t bring up ghosts near Vlad. “Jack”, Vlad purred out, “I would love to stop by and visit sometime.”, glancing back at the concerned Maddie, “Perhaps dinner as well?” Maddie smiled back warmly, relieved that Vlad was not cringing at the topic of ghosts after what happened.

“Of course”, she chimed, “No tour of Fenton works is complete without a Fenton feast.”

“Vlad’s coming over for dinner?”, the youth injected, a bit eager, blue eyes glowing at the possibility. Vlad chuckled lightly as he ruffled the soft black hair.

“I’ll see what I can arrange.”, Vlad removed his hand from the boy’s hair, his other hand swirled the wine in his glass before he took another sip, taking in and enjoying the moments he’s missed. “Perhaps in a few more weeks. I have to fly out of state on business, this week.”, Vlad shifted his weight to the other foot, “I’ll call when I return back home”. One of Vlad’s butler’s came in, announcing that the other guests were driving up, Vlad excused himself to usher in the Wisconsin alumni.

The ground floor rooms slowly began to fill with unfamiliar faces, Danny’s parents had run off to catch up with classmates they haven’t seen for decades, leaving the boy alone pouring a few glasses of punch. He took a seat at a table nearby, placing the refilled glass on the crisp white table cloth before reaching into his back pocket to check on his phone. No alerts to any ghost attacks on Amity park during his whole trip, but Sam did leave several messages asking if Danny was alright since their last conversation. Danny typed a quick reply assuring her all was fine, just tired from the long drive a few days ago, but relaying he had to get back to the party, trying to avoid Sam’s prying into his current situation. He didn’t want to tell his best friends his parent’s buddy from college was a half ghost like him, it was a secret between the two halfas, it was their common bond. Closing his phone and replacing it in his back pocket Danny slid a little lower in the chair, until a large hand on his shoulder shot him straight back up whipping around to face the stranger. “Oh! Sorry Daniel, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Vlad seemed to have equally shocked himself from the boy’s reaction, but he recovered quickly, “You look a bit bored down here”, was Vlad watching him? “There’s a game room on the third floor. You are more than welcome to excuse yourself to, it’s the left hall, third door down.” Danny had to admit he was bored just sitting around the main ballroom, sipping punch by himself, the offer was so enticing, but he did feel a little guilty leaving the party, “I insist, as host, I want all of my guests to enjoy the evening.”, and Vlad nudged Daniel up from the chair, walking him out of the room and to the base of the master staircase. Danny looked back at Vlad’s tall figure, adorn with a crisp black suit and red ribbon tie, he really was a perfect host. After taking a few steps following the rail up Vlad assured Daniel, “I’ll come check up on you later, little badger. Have fun.”, and with that, the host turned on his heels making his way back to the main ballroom where most of his guests were. Danny shot a brief smile before running up the flights of stairs, Vlad could hear the footsteps climbing higher, softer and softer as the ascended behind him.

Jazz stopped in the ballroom to refill her glass a few times throughout the night, before she spotted her dad dragging his wife to pogo on the dance floor. Jazz slapped her face, “I’ll never be able to unsee that.”, she muttered as he fled from the room to hide in the theater for a few more hours before calling it a night.

Vlad was holding another glass of wine, he took a few sips, listening to what careers his former classmates had gone into, he feigned interest in their stories. Something he was quite good at, since becoming a business tycoon. Growing bored of the conversations Vlad, decided perhaps he could check on the boy upstairs, he slid out of his body, invisible, and glided out of the room unnoticed, leaving his clone as another perfect host. Wasting no time Vlad trail up the stairs to the room he reserved for the boy, shifting back to a solid form, he knocked lightly on the door, he could hear the clicking of buttons, the sound of characters banter and roar, Vlad turned the handle, allowing himself in. Danny had his eyes glued to the massive screen he was perched in front of, completely unaware of the others presence, Vlad watched him for a few moments, as the boy was focused in a major boss battle, but looked to be losing. Vlad studied his actions, he knew the boy wouldn’t last much longer, using his turns to refill his health instead of attack, Vlad counted down to the boy’s predicted game over, three, two, one, and the screen mocked player one. Vlad took the moment to clear his throat, as he advanced to the boy, taking a seat beside him on the couch.

“Don’t you have to be downstairs?”, the boy questioned.

“Didn’t I say I would check up on you later?”, the man reminded him, “Don’t worry about downstairs I have a fill in, I can relax up here for a while.”, he grinned as he chuckled.

“A fill in, but you’re the host. Who could fill in for you?”, Danny raised a suspicious eyebrow. Vlad rolled his eyes coyly, as a smirk crossed his face, he shifted a little in his seat before splitting into another clone, rising up to stand where where the original sat. Danny almost jumped back, but was enthralled by Vlad’s ability, could he do that too, he thought for a moment, before the clone sat back down to merge into the original.

Vlad chuckled as the boy’s eyes glowed with excitement, “I can teach you if you like”, his offer still open, “There’s so much you can do Daniel, just let me guide you.”, Vlad extended his right hand to the young halfa. Danny looked at it, perhaps deciding on a final answer before gripping the man back tightly, hands locked together.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way, frootloop.”, he smiled, they both laughed, Vlad nodded his head, as they shook hands in agreement. This was everything Vlad dreamed of and more, no longer bitter, Daniel didn’t hate his guts, this was his redemption, his second chance at life.

The reunion had ended peacefully as the guest made their way back to the parked cars along Master’s driveway. The servants picked up trash and debris along the main ballroom as Vlad’s clone bid each guest goodnight, remaining the perfect host for the evening. The Fenton’s were about to retire for the night themselves, though Jazz returned a few hours ago to her guestroom, the parents assumed Danny did as well, completely unaware of the youth and Vlad, in the third floor game room. After the final guest left for the night, the Master’s clone escorted the two older Fenton’s back to their guestroom before ascending one more level to merge back with the original. Who was in the middle of a racing game with Danny. Vlad felt the familiar jolt of heat when the clone merging back into his core, his eyes soften, as he paused the game to check his wristwatch. A bit shocked at the time, it was already past 2am, a deep yawn escaped Danny as he took the time to stretch out his arms. “Hey, why’d you pause it?”, the boy questioned, “Is it because I was gonna win this time.”, he teased. Vlad chuckled, at the boy, as he kicked his leg lightly.

“Daniel, I think it’s time to call it a night, don’t you think?”, maybe the older halfa was right, Danny could feel his eyes getting heavier each minute. Vlad slid a hand behind the young boys back guiding him up off the couch. Leading the youth out of the game room, lead feet attempting to keep pace alongside the gentleman, until Daniel was back in his guest room. Vlad removed the half conscious boy’s shoes as he tucked him into bed, phasing the comforter to rest softly over the small chest, as his breathing slowed to a light rhythm. Vlad sat at the edge of the bed, watching the rise and fall of young Daniel’s chest, he brushed the black hair to one side, admiring the sleeping form for a few more moments. Not knowing how he had gone through so many years fighting the other halfa, harming the ones the boy had tried so hard to always protect. Now it is a thing of the past, and a road abandoned by the redeemed Vlad Masters.

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Thank you for reading, I’ll be working on the draft for chapter four this week! Hope you enjoy it!

#badger cereal #pompous pep #meddling minutes #danny phantom #vlad masters #vlad danny #clockwork #dan phantom #fenton #second chance

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Second chance Chapter 2

Finally tweaked it a little more, somewhat satisfied about it. though i really want to get more into Clockwork and Dan aspect (Especially more build to the whole Clockwork VS Observants) ahhhhh can’t wait I’ll be working on it.

Very mild swearing, lots of tears, ugh Dan is a little too hard core brutal,

Second Chance: Chapter 2

Vlad held the boy in a tight embrace for what seemed like an eternity, as the boy’s cries softened into a few sniffles and hiccups, Vlad changed back to his human form Danny following suit. As the older halfa’s deep cobalt eyes gazed calmly into Danny’s widened sky blue eyes, though the corners were slightly red from his muffled crying. Vlad ran a hand from the top of the jet black hair, following the curve of his cheek as his thumb wiped away the dry trail of tears. “Daniel, I think the others might be wondering where we have wandered off to, no?”, Danny realizing how long they must have taken to walk here, then how long they were actually in the room, he let Vlad help him to his feet. Vlad guided Danny back into his guestroom for the weekend, both of them taking a seat on the king sized mattress, “You can wash your face and settle down. I’ll have someone come up and call you when dinner is ready. It’s a lot to take in my boy”, Vlad rubbed his thumb over the back of Danny’s hand. Everything replayed in Danny’s mind, there were so many questions he needed Vlad to answer, and Vlad knew, but for now he wanted the young halfa to take in what happened and let everything process before they continued their conversation, all of Danny’s questions would be answered in time. Vlad softly patted the back of Danny’s hand as he stood up from the plush mattress as he walked slowly towards the door.

Danny just watched the figure leave, and he fell back in the plush sheets, so many questions were running through his mind, Vlad Masters at the heart of them all. A soft buzz from his back pocket snapped him out of all his thoughts, his forgotten phone. He glanced at the screen, Sam was calling him, probably to check up on him since he never called her. He flipped opened the phone and took the call, “Hello?”, the girl at the end of the line seemed a little upset at the fact she hadn’t received a text or call all day from the boy, “Sorry, I’ve just been a little busy with my parents and the reunion.”, more questions from the goth girl. “Well”, Danny rolled his eyes, thankfully Sam couldn’t see that, “I was on a tour of my dad’s college pal’s mansion.”, more questions he didn’t feel like answering, “Vlad Masters, apparently they were all good friends in college, but I’ve never heard my parent talk about him until this weekend.” There was a high pitched scream from the other line and Danny could hear Tucker blabbering on about how rich this guy was, and about how he was CEO in several high tech companies, and Sam jabbed him away as she tried to resume her conversation with Danny.

After leaving Danny’s guest room at the end of the hall, Vlad supposed he should check on the rest of his guests informing them that dinner would be ready by six o’clock in the main dining room. Vlad opened the door to the library where he had left the two female Fentons, Jazz was engrossed in several volumes of psychology books on an upper level, Vlad could see her perched within the chair beside the railing. Not wanting to climb up and bother her just yet, he made his way to the side room he had left Maddie in, with the box he pulled from his archive so that Maddie could look over his ghost research and data. When Vlad opened the door, he found Maddie sitting at the conference table, several document laid out before her. Vlad recognised the unlabeled manilla folder, sitting in her hands. As her lavender eyes filled with tears, Vlad paused, leaning back against the door he had just entered as it had closed behind him. His arms crossed over his chest, his shoulders slightly lower than his normal stance. “Vlad”, she hesitated, “Why didn’t you tell us”, her thin fingers griped tightly at the aged documents before her. “It’s all our fault Vlad, why didn’t you tell us?”, Maddie sobbed tears began to well in her eyes and Vlad knew it was time.

Pushing himself away from the door, he glided behind the teal jumpsuit, patting her back softly before he began to speak with her, “Now, Madeline.”, he hushed, “That was so long ago, you cannot blame yourself, nor Jack.” The words were honest and from his heart, Vlad knew the path of the bitter fool he once was, how it destroyed him and left him empty every time. This was his chance to fix all of it, by letting go his resentment towards Jack for the accident and never having the relationship he dreamed of with Maddie. He knew there was so much more awaiting him if he let go of all his hateful vengeance. He knew Maddie would never be “his”, and now after seeing all of his life as the bitter old fool that had always chased after her, he was ready to let go of his dreams with Maddie. Perhaps now he could have her, and Jack, back as his friends, not just buddies from college, but have them as life long friends again.

Maddie pulled herself together again and stood to wrap her arms around Vlad, “How can you ever forgive us Vlad, we put you through so much pain.”, she cried into his onyx suit. Vlad smiled and chuckled on the inside about the thought of this being the second Fenton to cry into his chest today. Vladimir stood silently allowing Maddie to mourn over the mistakes of the past, petting her soft orange hair until she calmed down, Vlad broke the silence, “Madeline, my dear, I know it was an accident. I do not hold a grudge to you and Jack.” Vlad’s eyes softened and he gazed down at Maddie resting between his arms, “I don’t want to continue a life without my two best friends, I’ve wasted many years without you both, that I can never take back. I’ve missed out on seeing your children grow up, and become such fine young adults. I’ve missed you both for a very long time, please. I don’t want a life without the Fentons any longer.” A smile broke over Maddie’s face as a warm comfort built in her chest, and she pulled herself together enough to see Vlad through her tears, the poor man must have been so alone, for so many years. Vlad pulled out his red handkerchief to wipe away Maddie’s tears, “Don’t you agree, we’ve wasted enough time apart?” She smiled up at the handsome man Vlad had become, nodding back in agreement, maybe this was a new side of Vlad she never knew existed. Maddie wiped the rest of the tears away herself with the small red cloth, resting it in the corner of her eye as he leaned back against the conference table, the pile of papers still scattered about the surface. “Dinner will be at six in the main dining hall.”, Vlad stated as he slowly made his way to the door, resting a hand on the frame, “Would you also let Jasmine know, I don’t want to disturb her reading just yet.” Maddie nodded, saying they will be down there in time for dinner, though she wanted to clean up and put everything back inside the box before anything. Vlad smiled politely as he understood, pulling the handle, he gently closed the door behind him and made his way out of the library, Jasmine, still perched in the a chair on the upper floor, lost within the pages between her hands.

One more Fenton to see, Vlad made his way to the theater where he had left Jack alone with the pile of home movies from their college days. The roar of the band was replaced by a muffled conversation, opening the large doors, Vlad saw that Jack had found one of their lab recording. It was an experiment from one of their classes, Jack was running through the lab with a box full of chemicals, Vlad was scolding him about safety, while Maddie was pouring over her booklet, in her own little world, going through calculations one more time. Vladimir smiled at the fond memories from before the accident, but seeing as it was only ten minutes until dinner would be set and ready to eat, he paused the VCR and flicked on the lights. Jack whipped around to see who had stopped his trip down memory lane, his eyes flew open at the sight of his college buddy by the door. Jack forced himself up, and made his way over to Vlad. When he was close enough Vlad spoke up, “Aren’t you hungry by now Jack?”

Jack was always hungry, “Oh you betcha, lucky pants I’m hungry.”, and the two men laughed as Vladimir escorted his best friend to dinner.

They were the first to reach the massive hall, a few servers were still setting up plates and food. The other Fentons slowly found their way in, the food looked amazing, it looked five star for sure. Vlad’s personal chef tailored the meal to include some of the family’s favorites, like meatloaf, and other homemade delicacies.

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Clockwork was perched, hovering in front of the table on which the silver and green Fenton thermos sat, he was eye level with the cylinder, “Can you hear me in there”. No response, “I know you’re in there Da~n”, he teased. The canister erupted as the contained tried to break free with pure will. A small voice rumbled from within. Clockwork picked up the thermos, tossing it in his hands a few times before unleashing the beast. Dan roared through the tower. Clockwork raised his hand, “Dan, Dan, Dan, how are you feeling? Must be nice to finally be able to stretch your legs.”, Clockwork taunted before waving a finger at Dan, “Since you now exist outside the fabric of time, I can wipe you away as though you never existed at all. Danny won’t be making the same mistake twice, now will he?” A smirk tugged the corner of Clockwork’s lips, a heavy frown fell upon Dan’s, not wanting to test the powers of the “Master of Time”, no doubt that Clockwork can wipe Dan out in the blink of an eye if he so chose to.

Already aware of his losing odds Dan settled on a chair beside the table which once held the thermos. “What do you want from me, old man.”, Dan growled out, his nose twitching with anger.

Clockwork pointed his staff to the large gears above them as the slowly began to turn, the center screen flicked on and both ghosts made their way to the screen. Dan saw the image shift and change, until it settled on what appeared to be the dining hall of Vlad’s Wisconsin mansion, it was empty, big surprise as Dan rolled his eye. Clockwork coughed into his hand as the scene unfolded, servers brought out dish upon dish of delicacies. More than one table setting was placed out. Dan wasn’t entirely sure what was playing before him, was this another business meeting, though he knew Vlad usually held those in private rooms of five star restaurants. Dan hovered arms crossed over his chest watching the room fill with food. Then the door from the hall opened revealing Vlad Masters waltzing in, and a idiotic Jack Fenton following behind. Dan slammed his fist into a nearby gear, blue flames pouring out of his mouth, “Clockwork, what the hell are you showing me?!”, he roared, the tower slightly shook, a few gears fell to the floor. Clockwork ignored Dan’s outburst, and begrudgingly Dan returned his eyes to the screen just in time to see Maddie and Jazz walk in, a few moments later young Danny also joined them. Dan watched them all laughing over Jack’s stories, Daniel actually taking an interest when Vlad would give his input on Jack’s latest gadget design. Dan grew bored of the scene, as his gaze returned to the ghostly purple figure, “This won’t change anything, you know.”, Dan muttered under his breath.

Clockwork grinned nearly ear to ear, “Perhaps so, but then again I know everything.”, he stated as he finally returned Dan’s gaze. Dan was becoming more agitated with Clockwork, his all-knowing head, Dan wanted to wipe the stupid smirk off the time twisting master more than anything else right now. “Dan, why don’t we have a talk?” Clockwork flew within arms reach of the beast. Dan smirked as he kept his arms crossed over his chest, great maybe now I can find out what he wants with me.

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Dinner finally came to an end as the food was carried off slowly by several servers, the Fentons were stuffed and everyone was enjoying the conversations across the table. Vlad had the proposition of extending the conversation a little longer as he invited everyone into the upstairs lounge, to watch a little television, and so that he and Jack could get the overdue billiards rematch from twenty years ago. Jazz flipped through several channels before settling on a documentary about rare and endangered purple back gorillas, not that she was an activist like Sam, but this was better than the reality shows that seemed to occupy every channel in some way or another. Danny watch alongside his mother as the two men set up the pool table. Jack was centering the rack to begin the rematch. Vlad waltzed back in with two cue sticks, passing one to Jack, allowing the large man to take the first move, the break shot, the balls scattered to the corners of the table before mixing and finding their way around each other. Vlad paused grinning, “My turn.”. Danny watched from the sidelines as he dad actually had some skills behind his hands, he might actually stand a chance against Vlad in this rematch. Danny watched as Vlad would study the table before each move, trying to see what he could do to make Jack’s next shot more difficult. Every now and again when Jack was able to smack one of Vlad’s balls into an extremely difficult angle, Vlas would mutter under his breath, “Oh Butter Brickle.”, Danny caught the older halfa mutter under his breath, glaring at Jack, who had just finished spinning Vlad dangerously close to defeat. Maddie yawned beside Danny, causing him an equal response.

“Oh, I haven’t seen these two have so much fun before.”, Maddie stated to Danny as she walked back to the couch Jazz had dozed off on. Gently she moved the youth’s shoulder, nudging her awake, and they began to make the journey back up to the guest rooms, “Sweetie, you should get some sleep too, you look beat.”, His mother unaware of the bombshell Vlad Masters unleashed just a few hours ago. “Can you make sure those two get some sleep after this game. The big reunion is tomorrow night. Goodnight Danny.”, and his mom, guiding the half asleep Jazz, started heading towards the door, off to locate their guest room in the massive halls.

“Will do mom, Goodnight.”, Danny watched the two men for a few more minutes, until Vlad sank his last ball in the corner pocket. Jack instantly swung his arm around Vlad’s neck, congratulating him on the win, yet still offering up a rematch, which was quickly broken up by Danny, “Okay you two, I think you can have another rematch after you get some sleep.”, he yawned out, pushing both grown men to the door. The men exchanged glances and a shrug of their shoulders as Vlad took the lead escorting each to their rooms for the night.

Of course Danny’s room was the last at the end of the hall, Vlad opened the door for the young boy, and lead him inside. Danny felt that familiar firm hand being placed once again on his shoulders, as Vlad took a few more steps in leading the tired youth to his bed. Tucking him in for the night, Vlad sat at the edge, brushing the pitch black hair to the side of the young halfa’s face. He must have been exhausted from today. Vlad looked down at Daniel, he never had this chance of friendship in his bitter self centered timeline. He would still be the pompous jerk bent on destroying Jack Fenton’s life, but not this time. “Thank you, Clockwork.”, he whispered, wondering if the words fell on deaf ears.

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The screen froze on the image of the two halfa’s, the elder caring for the younger one, Clockwork smiled, “You’re welcome Vladimir”. Dan was sulking in a far corner, not wanting to acknowledge the sappy moment he was caught between, until the air shifted and two observants appeared behind Clockwork, “Right on time”. There was a slight pause between each almost hummed word, as Clockwork grinned ear to ear. The observants looked at each other, puzzled as to the odd behavior of the time keeper. Then, all hell broke loose, as Dan emerged from the shadows of the far corner. Both observants shocked at the presence of Dan, free from his cylindrical prison.

“CLOCKWORK! What have YOU DONE?!”, they both shouted, but it was too late Dan was upon them already, his hand digging into the closest observant’s eye, while the other could only watch in horror, as Dan’s massive hand ripped out the eye before dropping his death grip on the poor green figure. “What have you done?”, the sightless figure cried out, ectoplasm pour out of the hole where his eye had occupied only moments ago.

Clockwork place a hand on Dan’s shoulder before he made his statement. “I thought you knew?”, he taunted, “Don’t you see, this is how it is suppose to be. You have been observing the lesser timeline, while I have already seen the grand finale”. Clockwork leaned over Dan, resting his elbow on the thick form, both pairs of red eyes glowing against pale skin. Then, just as quickly as they appeared, the observants were gone, though Dan was still clutching the massive eye, by its optic tether.

“What exactly did you want with this ugly piece of shit for anyways?”, Dan barked as he held the requested item up to Clockwork, who was still smirking ear to ear. With the turn of a gear, the clock which was perched upon the top of the scepter, the massive eye began to dissolve and flow into the gadget.

“Everything is as it should be.”, Clockwork floated back up to the large screen as it resumed to play, Dan huffed a little at the sudden dismissal, and dropped down to the floor. Figuring to at least have a look around his new home, if he is no longer needed at the moment.

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It was morning, the sun was shining into Danny’s room through a large window. Flipping the plush comforter over, he stretched his lean legs over the side of the bed, resting a bit before he slid down, feet finally touching the cool flooring. Danny walked over to the large window, gazing out into Vlad’s expansive front yard. He saw several trucks and delivery vans, all parked along the front driveway, several men making trips with boxes and carts filled with food and supplies for the night’s event. The boy was so excited to see what Vlad had planned for the reunion, it must be grand if it’s held in his mansion, the boy though. His imagination quickly taking over what the downstairs rooms must be transformed into. Running off into the side bathroom the boy quickly got dressed and ready to make his way down.

Finding his way to the main floor Danny could see so many people coordinating where to place the food, where to put the tables, how many chairs needed to be brought in, but he didn’t see the man he was looking for Where was he? Danny took a peep in the kitchen, but there were just several cooks arranging trays and chopping various fruits and vegetables. Danny could see a large tray filling up with beautifully arranged parfaits in crystal cups, another tray had very petite cakes with various toppings, one looked like mango, the pink one had to be strawberry, oh Danny was going to make sure he got a taste of those tonight. Danny quickly ducked out of the kitchen as one cook was heading for the door a large box of silverware in his hands.

Well no Vlad there, pondering where else the man could be, Danny wandered off to the theater. He poked his head though the large door, the large room was empty, so Danny turned his heels, on to the next, he thought. Just where was the next room. Maybe Vlad was in the back courtyard? Danny shrugged, figuring it was worth a shot at the least. So he made his way to the back doors which lead to the expansive courtyard. He saw his parents and Jazz gathered around a table with a pitcher of ice cold tea. Still no Vlad, but maybe they would know where the man was so he made his way down to the white table. “Hey, mom! Uhh have you seen Vlad by any chance?”

“Oh Danny you’re finally awake. We have a couple of sandwiches left, Vlad brought them out for a courtyard breakfast.”, Maddie reached down in a small brown basket, and pulled out a lovely turkey and cucumber sandwich, handing it off to Danny. “There’s a lot of people running through the mansion for tonight’s preparations. Vlad said he was going to be a bit busy with them, but if we needed anything he said one of his butlers can assist us.” Maddie looked up at her boy, as he had just finished up the last of his sandwich.

Jack burst out loudly, “AH! Look at that Maddie, just one day and Danny’s looking up to ol’ Vladdy!”, Jack wiped a fake tear from the corner of his eye.

“Oh Jack”, Maddie shushed as she felt the embarrassment emanate from Danny, “Your father just loves teasing you.”, she giggled. “Well I hope you can find Vlad, was there something you needed from him, sweetie?”

“Oh I just wanted to ask him about something from yesterday, that’s all.”, Danny was waving his hands in front of him, trying to discourage any other questions as he backed away to spin on his heels. Gazing up at the second floor he saw a little movement from one window, he couldn’t exactly tell who it was, but he figured that the room was outside the designated “party zone”, so it had to be Vlad upstairs. Danny made a mad dash back into the mansion, and up the stairs to find the figure from the window. After crossing several halls, he came to a part of the mansion that looked a bit familiar, it looked like the same hall Vlad had led him to yesterday, the one his lab was located on. Danny quietly tip-toed past several doors until he reached the one that was familiar, he placed his ear up against the door to listen if anyone was inside. He could hear a deep rough voice, it wasn’t Vlad, but it still sounded familiar.

“SKULKER!”, yep that pretty much cleared it up, wait, that was Vlad’s voice was he in trouble?! Danny pressed his ear further on to the door, as he transformed into Phantom,ready if Skulker tried to hurt Vlad. “If you want me to continue funding you, I suggest you drop the subject of the ghost boy!”, Vlad erupted, before he felt a warm heat run up his spine. “Oh butter brickle.”, he mumbled under his breath.

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embermane · 8 years ago

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Second chance

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[Chapter 2] and [chapter 3] is out

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This is my very first attempt at actually writing a fic, so here it goes. *(I might edit it for spelling or grammar later, input is always welcomed.) ;w;

Notes: This is Post Phantom Planet and it picks up exactly where the final episode left off. So if you didn’t watch it it does kinda spoil that episode ending.

I really love Pompous pep and Badger cereal, (don’t hate Amethyst Ocean, but Sam really kinda turns her back on Danny when he doesn’t have ghost powers, I feel she love the fact he is Phantom slightly more than the boy behind the ghost). While Vlad is more than twice Danny’s age, I’m okay with Badger cereal until Danny is older, because (and I'm going off on a limb in believing that the two halfas are somewhat immortal due to their ghost halves), they really should come together and accept the fact they are the owly two of their kind.

BUUUUTTTTTTTTTT ANYWAYYYYYYY He’s the fic, let me know what you guys think. (This is Part one of not sure how many chapters, but I promise to let you guys know once I finish it!)

Pompous pep (Eventually)

Badger Cereal (Primarily)

Danny X Sam (Mentioned)

Clockwork X Vlad (More one-sided on Clockworks behalf)

SPOILER ALERT Takes place AFTER PHANTOM PLANET (Because I’m just going to throw that out again)

This chapter is pretty much a G or T rating nothing explicit happens so far.

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Second Chance

Drifting in space give one the infinite time to reflect on the past, for Vlad Masters, past mistakes, past love, and past goals. The dead of space, perhaps was perfect for Vlad, it mirrored the loneliness within him. Sighing deeply as his back lay against a cold barren asteroid drifting by Earth. Sitting up, Vlad begins another conversation to no one in particular, “I guess being a free roaming space nomad isn’t so bad, it’s quiet and I…”, cut short as the Disasteroid crashed into his rock seat. “I have time to reflect… Where am I?” No longer in space, it’s not Earth, perhaps some unknown part of the ghost zone? Vlad looked around the glowing room, gears everywhere, all of them were turning, clicking like a clock. One particular gear was playing scenes from Vlad’s life. “Am I finally dead?”, he whispered soberly, staring into the portal of his life.

“Oh no, quite the opposite Vladimir Masters.”, an old ghost appeared from behind him, a long white beard trailing down, following close to his ghostly tail. A deep purple cloak draped over the elder’s shoulders, his chest framed a frozen clock. A small gold pocket watch draped on a solid black belt. Elderly hands griped a staff with a small grey clock, which lay forked at the top. Vlad hovered motionless between the gear that reflected his life and what appeared to be father time himself. Vlad glanced back to the gear showing another failed plot, no wanting to relive that failure he returned his eyes to the purple cloaked ghost. But he wasn’t old like father time, he was a much younger man, with broad shoulders, no more wrinkles upon his face, just one black scar running down his left eye. Firm strong fingers replaced the frail digits which gripped the staff.

Vlad’s eye grew wide as he studied the new ghost, “Just who are you.”, he whispered under his breath. A deep smiled crossed the blue skinned face of the clock tower ghost as he chuckled slightly, drifting closer and closer to Vladimir. He raised his staff to a slightly larger screen and they both hovered higher to watch. As the screen came into focus Vlad could see his Wisconsin mansion, his limo driving up alongside the front driveway, and Danny Fenton climbing out with a small backpack, his driver unloaded a few more suitcases from the trunk, placing them on the front stairs, before walking back to park the limo. Danny appeared so gloomy, not his usual self at all. “I don’t remember this”, the words fell out of Vlad’s mouth as he watched himself open the door to greet young Daniel, placing his hand upon his shoulder before leading him in. Turning his attention back to the blue ghost who was still watching the screen as the events played on, Vlad returned his eyes to the screen in time to see moments he could have only dreamed of having with Daniel. He saw them eating breakfast in his dining room, though Danny would only shuffle his food around the plate, frowning as he scrapped scrambled eggs into a pile alongside golden hash browns. The screen turned fuzzy as it transitioned further along, this time Vlad was sitting at his desk, in the study, a thick stack of papers sat in the corner, several folders and books piled around him. He was reading something from a very ancient book, the edges were frayed and the binding barely holding the pages. There was a faint knock at the entrance door, “Come in.”, he called as he gently placed the book down. Danny slowly opened the door, and started to make his way towards Vlad’s desk, staring only ever at the floor with distant eyes.

Standing right by Vlad’s chair, his eyes avoiding contact, looking for anything but the man before him, tears began to well in his eyes, Vlad was frozen in his chair as the young Fenton quietly began to speak, his voice trembling and his body shaking, “Vlad,” he paused trying to mentally prepare himself for his next words, “Please, Vlad. Help me. I let everyone down, I’m not a hero. I…”, He was cut short as Vlad stood up, pulling the small boy into his chest as tears poured onto the rich black suit. One hand supported the young halfa’s head, petting his hair, the other arm wrapped around his back, rubbing his shoulder gently, trying to soothe the boy who lost everything dear to him in the events of a single day. “Vlad, please just make it all go away, please.”, he pleaded into the firm chest, gripping tightly into the expensive black fabric. Vlad stood there silently soothing the youth, trying to calm him down.

The screen became fuzzy again as it transitioned to Vlad’s lab, Danny was strapped into a table, he appeared unconscious, then Vlad could see himself, ghost gauntlets glowing pink on his hands. He walked slowly towards Daniel, reaching in he wrestled out Danny’s ghost half. But then was pushed back, slamming into the floor, before Danny’s ghost half picked up the gauntlets and then Vlad, ripping his ghost half out flinging both Vlad’s to opposite sides of the room before diving into Plasmius. The screen became fuzzy, as Vlad could only sit and watch everything play out in front of him. The screen finally froze on Dan’s face, malic pouring out of his teeth. “I don’t remember any of this.”, Vlad stammered out.

“No, you wouldn’t.”, Said the cloaked ghost as he turned to fully face Vlad. “My name is Clockwork, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you Vladimir.”, he said with a smirk, extending his right hand in a friendly gesture. Vlad slowly shook the gloved hand, disbelief in the name, ‘Clockwork’, isn’t that merely a myth, he thought to himself. Clockwork raised his staff towards the screen and it shifted to another time, it was Danny and that goth girl under a tree, it looks as though they finally became a thing. Vlad didn’t want to see that, the image changed again the two were no longer teens, but they were fighting loudly, something about danny’s ghost powers not leaving time for Sam. A small delighted huff came out of Vlad, at least they didn’t have it too peachy. Bored with the events on the screen Vlad returned his eyes to Clockwork, studying what he could of the legendary time ghost before it began to speak to him, “Vladimir, there’s one more thing I want you to see”, and the screen shifted images again. This time it was Vlad’s lab, though it had been destroyed, everything was in rubble, Vlad sat in his last remaining chair, somberly looking at the wall of screens before him, until he heard the sound of something flying through his ghost portal. It must be Dan, finally here to finish him, “Come to kick a defenseless old man while he’s down?”

Young Danny was shocked to hear though words, “Defenseless? Old?” Taking a few steps closer as Vlad finally turned his chair around to face the boy. The young halfa was shocked to see an untrimmed Vlad, his hair much longer, and not tied back in a neat ponytail. This wasn’t the same man, he had an overgrown beard, his normally flawless suit had holes and was dirty from caked on dust from his subterranean lair. His figure appeared weak, almost frail, he no longer had huge muscles hidden under his clothing, he was just a weak old man, equally shocked to see the other as a young halfa, he looked the same as he used to ten years ago, his scrawny form and white hair. “Man, what happened to you?”, danny rolled out.

“I could ask you the same question my boy.”, pausing to contemplate over the halfa from the past, “Although perhaps, I should ask what hasn’t happened to you, yet.” he held back the last word, knowing full well that Danny was unaware of what had transpired in his world to be. As Vlad stood from his chair shuffling with his time worn cane towards the young Phantom, explaining what happened in this timeline, how his family and friends died quickly, how Danny had sought refuge with Vlad, his depression from not being the hero he was trying to be, letting his family and friends down, how Danny begged Vlad to help him, to rip out his ghost half. The grizzly mistake which turn both worlds upside down with the creation of Dan.

The shock of all that Vlad had revealed for the mistaken halfa, but the begging question of what Vlad didn’t mention to Danny, “What happened to my human self?” Vlad raised a hand to swat away the question, he remembered the younger Danny scared, curled up in a corner of the lab, Dan approaching him, he remembered being frozen himself, as he could only watch the young boy being torn and devoured by their evil ghost halves, Vlad was powerless to stop it.

“Somethings, my boy, are better left unsaid.” Turning back the the desk and wall of screens, Vlad picked up one of the few surviving photos he had, it was a picture from his college days with Jack and Maddie. “If any good came out of this”, he paused, “It’s that ten years without ghost powers gave me the chance to see what a fool I had been.”

Danny could tell this wasn’t the bitter arch nemesis he was used to seeing, “Maybe that’s all anybody needs, a second chance.” The elder before him was weak, and alone. His eyes were no longer enraged, deep black circled his sunken eyes.

The gear screen froze again, this time on Danny’s reflecting sober face. Vlad turned back to Clockwork, stunned at what had been played before him, “I… this never”, he stumbled for words, but fortunately Clockwork already knew, he knew everything.

“Vladimir, please pay attention.”, and the screen transitioned to Vlad again using the gauntlets. Vlad was shocked he can’t repeat the same mistake, he didn’t want to watch himself hurt the halfa all over again. But this time he didn’t pull out the ghost half, instead he pulled out a ]gear shaped time medallion. Saving the young halfa and allowing him to return to his rightful time period, a whispered thank you escaped from the young halfa before being thrown back to his time. Vlad’s elderly hands held the medallion, tracing the CW. Alone again in his lab the elder sighed, hoping that the young halfa would now be able to save them all, like the hero he knew the boy was, not the villain he saw him become.

Clockwork placed a hand over Vlad’s shoulder, his face frozen, jaw gaping at everything that was set before him. Even now, after his mistake with the Disasteroid, he realized he was a bitter fool, the same as the elderly man on the screen. Tears began to swell in his eyes, he couldn’t remember the last time he fell apart and cried. Turning back again to face each other, Clockwork’s gloved hand reached out to rest on Vlad’s cheek, his thumb gently wiping away tears that poured down, “Vladimir, you are not the bitter vilain you think you were destined to be.”, he paused, Vlad knowing he had lost everything he ever wanted, friends, family, a relationship, all because he was too bitter to admit it to the ones who actually cared for him, or at least used to, remembering the last time he ever saw Jack, how he had left him to die in space alone. More tears were wiped away as Vlad reflected on how his bitterness was the root of all his suffering, not Jack or the accident all those years ago. Clockwork’s hand slid down to hold Vlad’s chin, bringing his face up so their eyes could meet, “Vladimir, it’s time you got your second chance.”, Clockwork smiled down on him, Vlad’s brow knitted close, begging as to why he even deserved a second chance, after everything he had done, but then a portal opened and Vlad was sucked into it, the last image he saw was of the elderly Clockwork, smiling, both hands resting on his staff as he watched Vlad being thrown back in time.

Vlad awoke, his blanket flying from his chest, sweating heavily in his silk pajamas which clung to his skin. He was back in his bedroom, quickly getting up he searched for his phone on the bedside table, it read 2am, it was the week of his college reunion, when he had planned to destroy Jack Fenton and steal Maddie away. Vlad was shocked, was this really his second chance, could he really rewrite his wrongs this time? Vlad tried to calm himself down, as he rubbed his thumbs over the screen. Removing the covers he climbed out of bed, figuring he should shower, he didn’t like way the silk wrapped every inch of his skin. Phasing off his clothes as he stepped into steaming shower, he began to think just how he can avoid his mistakes. Vlad never sent out the vultures to peck Jack to death, instead Vlad sent out a letter, telling Jack and Maddie to bring the kids he had never gotten the chance to know. He could do it, this time he can fix all the wrong between himself and the Fentons.

A few more days passed, and after receiving a call from Maddie earlier in the morning informing Vlad that they would be arriving around noon, he couldn’t wait to greet the Fentons. He had arranged for them to stay in his mansion for the weekend of the reunion, there were more than enough rooms for the whole family. Checking his watch, it was a quarter until twelve, and Vlad began making his way to the foyer. Passing countless Packers memorabilia along the walls. He waited outside a few minutes before the Fenton’s RV raced up his driveway. Smiling he stepped forward to greet the family as they climbed out, and the children who never had the chance to met him. “Ah, Jack and Maddie, I’m so glad you could join me this weekend.”, Vlad knew this was his chance, he brought up his arms leaning in to embrace his college buddies. Maddie was a bit hesitant, but Jack was so excited to see Vlad again he crushed him back with his Fenton bear hug. The bone crushing embrace didn’t anger Vlad, this time, a smile broke across his face, his eyes softened, as he looked down at Jack, “I’ve missed you too Jack”, he choked out before being released and introduced to his two fine kids.

“Danny, Jazz, this is our buddy from college, Vlad Masters!”, Jack stretched out his hand to slam into Vlad’s back, forcing more air from his poor lungs. “Vladdy here was a part of our ghost club back in college! That’s how we all met!”, Jack roared. Vlad chuckled a bit at his introduction by Jack.

“Now, now, we can all catch up inside”, Vlad motioned for everyone to enter in as he held open the large ornate door. Jazz, a bit dumbfounded by the excessive use of green and gold, but Danny was excited at the realization of Vlad being a huge Packers fan, and evidently pointing it in Jazz’s face that she didn’t make the connection. Placing a hand on young Daniel as he smiled fondly at the boy, how he had always dreamed of reliving the moments before Danny knew the two sides of Vlad. “Why don’t I show you to your rooms so you can get comfortable for the weekend. After that perhaps I can give you all a tour around the mansion, before anyone gets lost.”, he chuckled, as he guided the Fentons upstairs to show each the rooms for the weekend.

Danny was the last to see his room, it was at the end of a long hall, he dove into the bed, the plush comforter felt like he dove into a cloud. Vlad actually lingered in the guest room as Daniel unpacked a few things from his backpack. Noticing the man leaning against the doorway, “Uh, Mr. Masters, are you waiting for me?”, the boy questioned strangely as he peered over his shoulder, his hands still rummaging through his bag, looking for his cell phone.

Vladimir pushed himself away from the doorway, gliding towards Danny still kneeling into his bag digging about it. “Daniel”, he paused looking at the unsuspecting halfa, “How about I take you on that tour, I’m sure everyone is waiting.” The older halfa placed a gentle hand on Daniel’s small shoulder, just as Daniel finally found his phone. Danny looked up at Vlad, they exchanged friendly smiles before Danny stood up to be lead out of the guest room to meet the others in the hall. Danny placed his phone in his back pocket, figuring he can always call Sam and Tucker after the tour of the mansion.

Everyone enjoyed the tour finding something unique for each within the walls, Jazz fell in love with the private library, the entire walls were filled with all sorts of books, there were many on psychology and other avenues of the human mind. Maddie found some interesting books Vlad kept on ghost studies, filled with details of design, and Vlad even brought out a small filing box filled with reports from their college ghost club from his archive, Maddie found his handwriting scribbled over the miscalculations of their first ghost portal, which lead to his horrible case of ecto-acne. Vlad fixed all the calculations, Maddie placed a hand over her mouth at the realization that Vlad knew the whole accident was Jack’s faulty calculations, (he was never good at math, or most of his subjects), his miscalculations, and eagerness to rip open a portal to the ghost world. Maddie placed the papers to the side, looking back inside the box for something more, and there it was at the bottom of the box, in a manilla folder, no lable, all the edges were worn and soft. Inside she found a few records and reports from the time Vlad spent in the hospital for the ecto-acne, and behind all those papers were personal reports, they seemed to be written by Vlad, there were more calculations pointing to the cause of his ecto-acne, which thanks to his memory prior to Clockwork giving him a second chance, knew that it was diet cola. Not quite realizing how long ago the boy’s had left the library, Maddie sat there mourning over the box of Vlad’s tragic accident until Jasmine walked back in, “Mom you have to see this...”, Jazz stopped just shy of her mother, “Mom, is something wrong?” she asked worried her mother found something she wish she hadn’t.

“Oh Jazz, all these years, we caused him so many years of pain”, Maddie could feel her chest growing tight, she held back her tears, not wanting to raise more alarm in her clever daughter.

Jazz placed a hand on her mother’s shoulder, “Mom, I’m sure Vlad has forgiven you and dad for the accident, it happened so long ago, and he seemed really excited to have us here as guests in his mansion.” Maddie pressed a tight smile, her daughter was so much wiser than anyone gave her credit for. Not just smart, she was intelligent enough to understand the mind and how to read people based on their actions, she could calm a storm with just her words.

The boys were back on the ground floor, Vlad was escorting them to the theater room, he had a few tapes from his college days that he knew Jack would love to see again, not sure if Jack even remembers they existed. As the men entered the room and the Fentons took a seat, Vlad hit play on a very old VCR in the back corner. The film was shaky, as the cameraman adjusted the lens and angle for the best shot from what appeared to be a coffee table. There were five guys standing about the garage, all of them had a white or grey stripe in their hair. Danny could instantly recognize his dad large build, the bear of a man, was seated in the back behind several drums. Everyone was testing strings on their instruments, Danny thought he recognised the bass player, he glanced between the Vlad standing against the back wall and the man standing within the frames of the video. The his father erupted into a roaring count, “ONE. TWO. ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR!” and the band came alive, not as great as Dumpty Humpty, but for a band which included his dad and Vlad, they weren’t so bad. However his dad reliving the moment and air drumming beside him was bad, and Danny carefully walked his way to the back room where Vlad was resting against the wall beside the VCR and a stack of videos from his college days.

Vlad saw the boy making his way to the back of the room as Jack began to play his air drums to the beat of the song. Danny said something, but Vlad couldn’t hear him with the video roaring loudly, and Jack singing along to every word. Vlad placed his arm around Danny and lead him out of the theater. As they walked farther and farther away, Danny couldn’t believe his parents never mentioned this guy, in his entire life. The only thing his parents ever seemed to talk about were new ghost gadgets they were designing. “Hey, um, Mr. Masters, how come I’ve never seen you before?”, the boy questioned as Vlad continued to lead the boy through the mansion.

“Daniel there is something I want to show you.” There was an emphasis on his last word, as though Daniel was to be the only one who was allowed to see it. Not thinking much of it the boy just followed Vlad through the mansion, until they arrived at another door. Vlad pulled out a key and unlocked it, allowing Danny in first before turning on the lights and shutting the door. The room was filled with computers and lab equipment, not unfamiliar to the youngest Fenton, basically raised beside a lab. The boy was a bit speechless, and just as he was about to form his next words he was cut short as Vlad raised a hand to stop the questions. “Daniel”, he paused not sure how to go about breaking the ice of them both being halfas. Part of Vlad just wanted to transform right then and there to settle the situation, another side wanted to be more careful, as to not alarm young Daniel like the very first time they met, and he had brazenly revealed himself after trapping Daniel in Skulker’s black box cage. No, this time he will do it better, he will do what’s right, he will be alongside the other halfa, not fighting against him from a superior view point. He was ready to be a part of Daniel’s life in the way he had always dreamed, his guild and mentor for Danny to be able to master his ghost powers matching Vlad as an equal halfa. “Daniel”, he began again, the boy staring back at him awaiting his next words. “I know exactly who you are.” A small jolt of fear ran through Danny’s spine, he could know about my ghost half, I’ve never met him before he though, rattling his brain over what Vlad had just said. Vlad took a few steps closer to Daniel, placing both hands on the boy’s small shoulders, “Daniel, please don’t be scared in what I’m about to show you.”, he stated as he knelt down on one knee before Danny. Black rings formed around his midsection and Daniel already knew what was happening, and he dropped to his knees in disbelief. How could there be another one, he thought he was alone, stuck between a world of ghosts and humans, neither one or the other. Vlad’s firm hands never left the boy’s shoulders even when the small form dropped to his knees. Vlad’s green skin, the red eyes, his black hair, his fangs, the cape, Danny was talking in Vlad’s new image as a ghost, still shocked and speechless at the fact there was another person just like him in the world. Vlad rubbed his hands over the boy’s shoulders and down his arms, until the boy’s hands were resting in his palms. Danny still recovering from the initial shock, dropped his gaze to the floor beside Vlad, as white rings revealed his Phantom form, “Daniel, I know this is a lot to take in, but please know that you can come to me anytime”, their eyes met again, “I am here to help you, through anything”, Vlad stressed the last part as he increased his pressure on the boy’s small hands, “We’re the only two of our kind.” Danny reached onto Plasmius’ gripping tightly around his chest, he never would have thought there was another like him, for all his life, he thought he would always be alone. Vlad reach around the boy who muffled his cries into his masculine chest, one arm reached around the boy pulling him closer into the embrace, the other found its way to the back of the boy’s head, where he stroked the back of his neck where white hair met the pale skin of his neck. Vlad lowered his head, resting his chin on Daniel’s shoulder. “I will never let you be alone, Daniel.”, Vlad knew too well how alone and scared the boy must have been, even with the support of his two best friends, it must have been stressful on the boy judging by the way he had just broken down into his arms.

Clockwork smiled as he watched the events play out through the screen. However the presence of the observers broke the joyous mood. “Clockwork, you are breaking protocol again! Arent you?!”, one shouted, as the edged closer to the Master of Time. Clockwork broke his gaze from the screen as his image shifted to a child with large buck teeth. “After the incident with the first halfa, we thought you learned your lesson NOT to meddle with temporal displacement!”

Clockwork brought up both his hand as his adult form shrugged its shoulders, at the remark of the Dan Phantom incident. “Yeah, well these two now fall under my jurisdiction.” The observers exchanged questioning glances before returning their attention to Clockwork, awaiting his explanation as to why he seemed to override their authority on the matter of Vlad Masters. “When that”, Clockwork pointed his thumb to a Fenton thermos lying motionless on a table below, “Became my responsibility, so did the boy, and along with him Vladimir Masters. Because that creature does not exist without those two.” The observers twitched at the revelation, the boy was not the sole cause of the monstrous creature, he had only been a half of it. The observants flinched at the memories of Dan Phantom ripping apart the ghost zone, before equally destroying the human world from which he was born. Clockwork, now old again, returned his attention to the screen, Vladimir Master’s supporting Daniel Fenton in a warm embrace, not as humans, but as the secret ghosts they were. “Now since this conversation is over, care to observe the door.” The observants exchanged glances before teleporting out of Clockwork’s tower. “It’s about time you got your second chance, Vladimir.”, Clockwork adjusted a knob on his clock perched upon his staff. His memories of Vladimir playing inside his head, Clockwork always wanted to make Vlad happy, he had seen him live out his bitter life over and over again, he had seen him living with Maddie in their Wisconsin mansion, though he knew it was a lesser timeline for Vlad, there was still a small joy that he could see what Vlad could only ever imagine. But even then, Clockwork knew there was something much better he had planned for Vladimir, “All in good time”, he smiled to himself as he continued to watch Vlad changing, leaving behind the bitter fool of a man he once was.

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