This will be an ADORABLE story! And it's curtesy of SamWolf NightLover! Hope you like this! ;D

It was a late Thursday night at Scare School now. All was quiet. The creatures were sleeping calmly. Well... all except Fatch.

The little vampire was curled up in his bed, unable to sleep. He was unsure why though. He just couldn't get comfortable, and it was hot in here, and... oh... it just felt like something was missing. Again it was strange, because the day had been perfect in every way.

His classes had gone well, he'd actually had a legit lunch/dinner, (hamburger with cheese, apple fries, and a diet dr. Pepper) and Dusk and Thatch finally told him about Thatch's adoption. He was really happy for them too. Dusk would be a great dad, and. Thatch would love being in their family. He just knew it. And, he hadn't told anyone, but he was looking forward to having Thatch as a little brother.

Fatch grunted, rolling over and kicking his blanket off. Why couldn't he sleep...? It shouldn't this freakin hard... maybe... ' Maybe I could get Flippy... ' This thought was enough to bring a smile on the vampires face. When he was little, he'd always snuggle the green bear close when he couldn't sleep. It would always make him feel so safe and comfortable and serene. In fact, it still did.

Reaching down for his back pack, eyes still closed and a dreamy smile stuck to his face, he dug in search for his beloved toy. Flippy always helped him sleep. It didn't matter how old he got, he still loved it.

Opening his eyes when he couldn't feel Flippy's silky fur, he grabbed his back pack and began digging around more frantically. ' I always make sure to put Flippy back once I'm done... ' He thought in a slight panic. ' He SHOULD be here... '

Still not being able to find it, he grew frustrated and just dumped out his entire back pack. Picking through various clothes, books, deodorant, toothbrushes and a few blood packs, (he got thirsty some times) he felt a panic etching throughout his system. Flippy was no where to be found. ' No... ' He mentally muttered, eyes losing their shine and his hands slowly gripping his cheeks. ' No, no, no, no, no...! '

How could it be gone?! He never left him anywhere but his bag! Sometimes his bed, but even then that was rare! He wanted to scream-oh how he wanted to scream-but there were people sleeping. He'd hate to wake them. Slowly raising from his bed, the prince crept out of the dorm and hurried down the halls. He HAD to find Flippy. H-he'd never be able to sleep again if he couldn't find him...

Where would he be...? Where would he have brought it, if anywhere? Even if everyone in school knew he had the green bear, he still didn't show it off. So he pretty much never took the camo-bear anywhere outside the dorm. So... where would he be...? More than likely... the cafeteria? He had no other leads... taking a breath, trying to calm himself, he took off towards the cafeteria.

" ... Mmm... "

Thatch scrunched up close before clicking his tongue a couple times. ' ... Darn... ' He mentally mumbled, slowly opening his violet eyes. As quietly as he could, he opened the lid to his coffin, crawling from his coffin, almost stumbling as his legs were still asleep. Staggering out to the hallway and towards the water fountain. Gripping the sides of it tightly, he pushed the button, leaning down and taking a sip. ' Gosh, I didn't realize how thirsty I was. ' He mentally confirmed. He was drinking for a bit, but the need didn't go away signaling that he wasn't thirsty for water.

Letting go of the water fountain, he headed back to the dorm. ' Let's see... ' He thought. 'It's too late for me to raid a blood bank... maybe Fatch will have some extra. ' Even though Thatch preferred human type A to animal, most likely bear in Fatch's case, it was kinda an emergency. He'd drink anything if thirsty enough. Besides, bear blood always DID sound interesting to him.

Creeping up to the older vampires bed, he found many discarded items at his bed, so he tried hard not to step on anything.

" U-uh, Fatch...? "

He whispered, trying not to disturb anyone else.

" Um... s-sorry to bother you, but uh... c-can I borrow-uh... HAVE... some blood please? "

Squinting his eyes, his face immediately began to heat up as he found the other not even there. ' Woops... ' He thought in embarrassment. ' Well... I don't think he'll mind... after all, it's a bit of an emergency. ' Picking up a pack of blood, he popped the top, drinking it like a capree sun. Just without the straw. ' Wonder where Fatch went. ' He pondered, turning and heading out into the hallway. ' Maybe he just went off to get some fresh air. '

Short first chapter, sorry. But this will be an AWESOME story, I promise! Anyway, Bonsoir!