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Say Uncle - A Danny Phantom-verse Fic	By : AccioLucius Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Het- Male/Female Views: 7107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 21
Roughly one year earlier.
If there was anyone Roz was expecting her parent's old college friend to be like, it was not Vlad Masters. When she heard about him, she had expected him to be the usual corporate nerd. Instead, Vlad turned out to be a suave, great-looking man that had everything going for him. Almost everything.
Just past the end of her teenage years, Roz knew flirting when she saw it, and the rich and single college buddy was all too obviously flirting with her mom. As much as everyone saw it, though, her father was completely blind. Danny was particularly annoyed, but Roz and Jazz both shrugged it off.
The man's home was incredible and unlike anything Roz had imagined. A mansion, sure, but a castle was unexpected. She was more than happy to stay, which was why she was only slightly put off at the mention of a certain Dairy King ghost. If it kept her dad busy, though, Roz couldn't care less. The only reason she agreed to come on the trip was simply to get away from home for a few days.
Introductions were cut short as everyone was shown to their rooms and went their separate ways. Naturally Jack was right on Vlad's tail, but all three Fenton children chose to remain in their rooms until dinner. None were all too excited over the college reunion.
While Roz did want to seek solitude, she also felt the need to explore the massive home, despite terrible green and yellow color scheme she face faced with in the greeting area. She had little chance to escape, though. Jack called the kids down early for dinner, where he talked nonstop. As usual, he prattled on about ghosts, even though no one was really listening. He was particularly interested in digging for more information about the Dairy King's ghost.
Roz sat adjacent to Vlad, who sat at the head of the table. She found it funny how he brushed the topic of ghosts aside so easily, but managed to keep her father interested. She also noticed how his eyes keep cutting to her mother.
After dinner came more catching up in the main living room. Roz only half-listened to the conversations as her and Danny eventually managed to sneak away. Jazz had found a good book to keep her distracted.
"Still happy you came?" Danny asked his older sister with a laugh. They were climbing the stairs back to their bedrooms.
Roz shrugged her shoulders. "I guess. It's good to get away from home for a few days, especially since we get to stay here. This place is amazing."
"It's huge," Danny agreed. They had reached his deep-blue bedroom, which had turned black as night after the sun had set. Danny switched the light on and they both entered the room.
The teenager plopped down on the soft bed. He reached for his laptop to see if his friends had messaged him. Roz crossed her arms and mindlessly walked around the room.
"All I know is that if things get awkward between him and mom, I'll be moving back into the RV."
Danny looked up from his computer. "He does keep giving mom weird looks. You don't think they dated or something?"
Roz grinned to herself. While she did get frustrated with her parents a lot, there was no one else she could see either of them with. "I don't know," she laughed. "He has to be taken, though. No man who looks that decent with this much money would be single." Roz pointed toward the window. "I bet there are women scratching at the backdoor right now."
Danny burst out laughing. "Ok, now you're the one getting weird."
For the rest of the evening Roz and Danny sat on the bed watching internet videos together. Tired from the day's ride, Roz decided to turn in earlier than usual. After getting ready for bed, she slipped into her green bed with a smile. It was the most amazing feeling as the satin sheets brushed across her skin. But even with the heavenly bed, it was difficult for Roz to sleep.
She tossed and turned for most of the night. It was a strange room and a strange bed, after all. Around midnight she sighed loudly and threw the covers off herself. Quietly, she opened her bedroom door and made her way down the hall to the stairs. She hoped to find the kitchen and get a glass of milk.
When she reached the hallway, she quickened her pace a bit. While Vlad's home was beautiful, it was extremely creepy at night. Roz was happy to reach the stairs and descend into the somewhat brighter entrance area. However, as she reached the bottom and set her feet on the ground, she jumped with a squeal.
A doorway embedded into the wall under the stairs quickly opened, revealing a tired looking Vlad. He heard Roz, which shook him awake as he too was startled. When his eyes found her, he couldn't help but laugh lightly.
"You scared me," he told her with a smile.
"You scared me," Roz repeated with a laugh of her own.
Vlad straightened as he examined the girl. "I apologize, Roslynne. I hope everything is fine? You're up awfully late."
"Oh," Roz laughed. "I wasn't sleeping well, so I thought I'd raid your kitchen," she told him carefully.
The man smirked and motioned for her to follow him. "I'll show you the way, then."
Roz crossed her arms over her thin t-shirt and followed him through the home's many hallways until they reached the enormous kitchen, which she immediately fell in love with. Being a culinary fan, Roz fell in love with each and every spotless stainless steel and granite surface.
"Wow," she blurted as her eyes finished sweeping around the room. "I would kill to live here," she laughed.
Vlad pulled out two chairs at the bar and seated himself as Roz poured herself a glass of milk. "I take it you like to cook, as well?"
"You have no idea," Roz replied as she sat down next to him. "Mom's always running me out of the kitchen complaining that I make enough for an army. And when you say 'as well', do you mean you actually cook?" She raised an eyebrow with a grin.
"More so when I was younger, I will admit," Vlad laughed, "but I still do from time to time. I am from Wisconsin, after all."
Her interest peaked at finding a common interest, Roz continued to ask the billionaire more questions. They spent hours talking about his businesses, his rise to his wealthy status, his travels all around the word, and lastly, ghosts.
"So, do you hunt ghosts like my parents? I heard you guys used to study them together." Roz leaned against the bar with her head resting in her hands. Her glass of milk had long since been finished.
Vlad, who had smiled and been quite friendly throughout their conversation, suddenly changed. "That's something I've put behind me, Roslynne. No doubt your parents told about my accident."
She nodded. "Dad skimmed the surface. That must have been really hard to go through, Vlad. Everything's ok now, though. Right?"
The man looked down at the young woman, surprised that while she was almost a complete stranger, she seemed genuine. "In a sense," he quietly replied.
"If it makes you feel any better," Roz carefully began, "I hate this business, too. It's something I feel like I'm never going to get away from."
Curious, Vlad asked her to explain how her parents' interest in the paranormal had affected her. She told him about how it affected all of them as a family and her social life. She admitted that there had been times when she stayed with her friends for up to a week at times just to get away from home. She also told him how she felt like a second priority and that she felt trapped, and that having a rocky relationship with both her mother and her sister only made those feelings worse.
Vlad never took his eyes off the girl as she talked. He was honestly interested, and secretly, he was happy at what she told him. It made him feel guiltily happy to know that Jack and Maddie's obsession was truly out of line and that even their children felt the negativity of it all, just as he did.
"I'm terribly sorry, Roslynne. That's certainly no way for you to feel."
Roz grinned warmly at her parents' friend. "It's nice to finally find someone who understands." Her grin turned into a sly smile as she noticed the man's eyelids starting to droop. "And I'm sorry for keeping you up so late – oh my god, the sun's coming up." Roz had scanned the room for a clock, but instead her eyes locked onto a window that shone with the distant, pre-dawn glow.
Vlad turned around in his chair and laughed. "Time certainly flies," he commented as they both rose form their chairs. "I hope you're able to fall asleep now, Roslynne. At least, for a little while."
Roz gave the man one last smile before they exchanged goodnights and went their separate ways. She shivered as she made her way throughout the mansion, blushing when she realized she had spent the entire night talking to the man in only a t-shirt and shorts.
Despite the lack of sleep, she had enjoyed the night. Vlad was certainly a different person that Roz had expected. She hoped she would be able to talk more with him during their stay.
As she finally reached and made her way up the stairs, she sighed in happiness at the thoughts of finally getting back into her bed. Just as she reached for her doorknob, though, something caught her attention form the corner of her tired eyes.
A glow flashed from the floor to the ceiling at the end of the hall. Anyone else would have been frightened, but Roz knew instantly what it was. She rolled her eyes and angrily entered her room. She had heard Vlad mention a Dairy King ghost, but she had hoped he was pulling her father's leg. Although, she did find it odd that this supposed Dairy King looked like a less-goth version of Dracula.
Present Day
Roz smiled as she opened her eyes. Finally, she had remembered when she had first seen Plasmius. She held back a laugh at how much had changed since then. It was the middle of the night as she rolled over in Vlad's bed. Her smiled faded as she saw she was alone.
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