Hey there, yea, this is really short. It happened before Jez left the gang.

Discalimer- we don't own Night World : )

Enjoy…

Morgead smiled as he finished off the rest of the peanut butter. He licked the spoon clean once, twice, then threw it into the trashcan.

He heard the doorbell over the din of the TV and hit mute. "Come in!" He called, although it wasn't necessary.

Jezebel Redfern strut into the room with a bright smile on her face. "What did ya get me?" She plopped down on the couch next to Morgead.

"Guess," he answered lazily.

Jez thought about it for a while. "Phone?"

"No."

"Car?"

"No."

"I give up," Jez sighed.

"That all you can guess?" Morgead taunted. "What a dissaptionting lack of creativity."

"Just give it to me." Jez scowled.

Morgead smiled. "I'm going to let you bite me."

The red head just sat there in shock. Letting another vampire bite you was a sign of weakness, and Morgead didn't like to feel weak.

"Why?" She finally asked.

"Because," He answered, "you only turn fourteen once."

"And you're positive you want to do this? You're really going to let me drink your blood?" Jez asked, just to be sure she was hearing him right.

"Yes," Morgy reassured her with a laugh, "why is that so hard to believe?"

Jez looked at him with the you- know- what- I- mean- eyes.

"Come on," he sat up. "It's now or never."

Jez scooted closer to him and moved his shirt in a way that granted her easy access to his neck. "Really?" She asked, just one more time.

"Yes," Morgead said again, growing impatient.

"Okay," Jez struck, and froze. Then, the firey- haired vampire recoiled in disgust. Jezebel fell off the couch in a gagging fit.

"You," She spit out before shaking her head in a wild frenzy. "You know I hate peanut butter!" She finally got out.

Morgead was laughing so hard he barely noticed she was speaking. "The look on your face…"

Jez stopped coughing up saliva and pounced. "You did this on purpose!" She started to shake him. "On my birthday!"

Morgead just kept laughing.

"You ruined my birthday." Jez pouted and began to walk away

"Jezebel, I'm sorry." Morgead called after her and she stood still.

"What. Did. You. Call. Me?" She said slowly, all the while turning around.

"Jezebel," Morgead said her full name in a taunting tone. "I thought it would sound more sincere if I used your full name."

"I hate you," Jez glared and pounded over to the door.

"Happy birthday!" Her arch enemy called after her.