AN: Hey, guys. So, this is the 100 theme challenge. It will be focusing on the Badger Cereal pairing (of course). I'll just be writing this when A) I don't wanna write anything for UH, or B) when I have writer's block, so don't expect super frequent updates! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: No matter how much I wis-... want it to be true, I do not own Danny Phantom.

Danny's POV

We finally arrived at the place, and man, was it huge! This couldn't possibly belong to just one guy! I still don't see why Jazz and I had to come with Mom and Dad to their college reunion. It's not like we'd know anyone there, or have much fun. It'd just be a bunch of old people standing around talking. Jazz, the suck up, was absolutely thrilled to 'be around like-minded, mature individuals who couldn't care less about 'ghosts.'' Her words, not mine.

Ah, well. At least it'll be a ghost-free weekend. I mean, there's no reason for any ghosts whatsoever to be here in the middle of Nowhere, Wisconsin. Just me, my family, and some nice, normal humans. I thought all this to myself while grabbing my bag from the back of the RV. Oh, sorry, I mean GAV, Ghost Assault Vehicle. Besides Jazz's tiny little Slugbug, it was the only 'car' we had, and no way were all four of us gonna fit into Jazz's car.

I turned back to the front door where a man with hair as white as my ghost half's and cold, dark blue eyes was waiting to greet us. This has to be the infamous Vlad Masters. I hope Dad is right, and that he isn't holding a grudge or anything. It would suck if something happened to ruin this trip. It's been forever since I had a weekend without ghosts. Like, 10 weeks! Thanks, Tuck, for keeping track. I thought to myself, almost as though he could hear me. I was still having just a tiny bit of trouble controlling my powers, but that tiny bit was almost non-existent by this point. I looked over Mr. Masters to try to analyze what I'd be dealing with.

He looked at us with an air of indifference, almost as though we were below his radar. I restrained myself from glaring back at him. That would not be a good way to introduce myself to this guy. I wanted things to go well this weekend, and that can't happen when you piss off a rich guy who was once your parents' old friend. I was about to start taking stuff out of the trunk when some people came out and started doing it for me. It was pretty weird to say the least.

Mom, Dad, and Jazz all started walking up the steps, so I figured I would too. Mr. Masters's expression started to become more happy as approached him. I smiled back. Maybe this weekend wouldn't be so bad, after all.

Vlad's POV

As the strange vehicle pulled up, I instantly knew the Fentons were here. I could tell by the giant letter 'F' plastered on the side. Well, Jack obviously hasn't changed. Still subtle as a flying mallet, I see. They all got out of the... vehicle, for lack of a better term, and I was finally able to see what had become of my two old college pals.

Jack hadn't changed all that much, except he'd lost the lab coat and his hair had started to gray in the back in the short style he was sporting. Maddie was as lovely as ever. She had cut her hair to a wonderful short bob, and had donned a blue jumpsuit, which was certainly a change from her original lab coat, shirt, skirt, and leg warmers. I examined their children from afar.

One, the older one it seemed, was a girl with teal eyes, long red hair, and her nose stuck in her book. I was silently impressed. Normally, any child in this day and age would want to do anything but read a book. From what I had gathered, and from the card that was sent to me, her name was Jasmine. She wouldn't particularly be a problem in the future, so I disregarded her. It was the youngest of the Fentons, the teenage boy, who particularly caught my interest.

A boy with raven black hair and icy blue eyes, the smallest of them, Daniel. He seemed almost abnormally small, especially with his baggy modern clothes. He appeared to be anxious and deep in thought, all at the same time, almost as though he were worried about something. He looked up at me and I could see in a twitch of his facial muscles that he wanted to glare. I felt the need to quirk an eyebrow, but withheld. He went to the trunk, most likely to gather his things, but my servants got there first.

They all turned to me and started to walk up the stairs, the smallest following last. As they approached, I felt a ghost of a smile on my face. I glanced at each of them and was surprised to see Daniel smiling at me. Maybe this weekend wouldn't be so bad, after all.

AN: And we all know what happens after that, flirting, the reunion, blah. Hope you guys enjoyed. Reviews make me smile, and Vlad don't say a word.

Vlad: A word.

...That's it! *sics a badger on him* Get 'im, Daniel! Ok, see you guys later! Kasena, out!