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"And now, yet again, inside and outside, Vlad was on fire. He writhed and gasped and screamed...he wanted it to end…anything for it to end…he wanted to die. He wanted to die to die to die—
'Shhhh. You’ll be okay.'
He squinted, trying to localize the voice. Only then did he notice the figure standing over him. Jack, he thought briefly. Jack’s finally come—but no. Though the man—boy?—did bear a striking resemblance to Jack Fenton, Vlad thought, he was smaller, scrawnier, younger perhaps."
Several years after the events of Phantom Planet, Danny determines an infallible plan to prevent hundreds of people from being hurt: comfort one lonely man in the hospital and support him as his world changes.
Could be read as either badger cereal (platonic Vlad & Danny) or Pompous Pep (Vlad/Danny).
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Of course, everyone in town knows about this, has whispered about it, but no one reports it. They don’t have the proof, they say, someone else knows more. But no one does. To say something now would say that they knew all along and did nothing, nothing, nothing to stop it. Someone else will speak up. Someone else will take the blame.
And the whole town stays silent.
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Ghosts are organisms as much as they are the undead; they have drives to sustain themselves, to hide and intimidate and hunt.
Danny Phantom is no exception to this, and by the transitive property, neither is Danny Fenton.
Aka: Danny obliviously commiting weird creature behavior and others noticing
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Vlad and Danny have a complicated relationship.
Try as Danny might to assume the worst of Vlad, however, Vlad had never wanted the boy dead.
He hadn't been thinking, at the time. He doesn't regret it, he never will, but he hadn't been thinking.
Now, trapped in his weakest form and carried around by a teenager, Vlad is forced to confront all of his previous notions about the Fenton Family.
Perhaps not everything is so perfect in dear ol' Daniel's life as he thought.
Sixteen is, after all, very young.

