"Come on Fraz! It will be fun!" Guapo said while dragging Fraz into the room.

"What's fun about watching vampires?!" Fraz cried.

"Look, Fraz. You made me watch the history of Master Plans with you! I was bored out of my mind!" Guapo argued. Fraz whimpered. "Listen, if you get scared you can hold on to your old blanky, Pfd."

"Fine..." Fraz sighed as he took his blanket. "It is just a movie..."

Soon the movie started, Fraz put his blanket around himself, preparing for the scare of his life.

Soon the movie started. Fraz was worried, but the movie carried on.

Twenty minutes later, the main character wandered through the dark halls. A deep moaning noise echoed.

"No! Don't go in there!" Guapo shouted. A cold wrinkled hand with warts touched the main character causing her to scream. Guapo covered his eyes and Fraz hid under his blanket.

However it turned out the hand was just a statue. As an hour passed by, Fraz was not as scared as he thought. Nobody was doomed at all. However, Guapo was shaking in his boots.

Soon the movie ended, with a dark screen and horror music playing, even though nobody died at the end.

"That wasn't too bad." Fraz said. "At least it was a misunderstanding and nobody was actually doomed."

"Yep, it was actually kind of boring." Guapo said sheepishly. "But I didn't want you to be too scared, you know."

"Well, it's time to go to bed." Fraz yawned. "Don't want to be too tired when we work, now do we?"

That night, Fraz slept normally, but Guapo had nightmares. The "serial killer" in the movie was out to get him. He squirmed in his sleep and grunted.

"Help..." He mumbled. He suddenly woke up.

"Huh?" Fraz asked, being woken up as well. "Stop making so much noise..."

"Hey, Fraz... I'm sorry I made you watch that movie..." Guapo sighed. "It scared me so it must have scared you a lot..."

"Actually it didn't." Fraz said. "But it scared you? How ironic, but that's what you get for forcing me to watch it."

"Sorry Fraz..." Guapo sighed. "Hey... May I sleep with you?"

"Sure, but you have to pay for lunch and write a report on what I taught you about Master Plans." Fraz said smugly, exacting revenge for what happened when they stayed at a haunted house.

"I get it..." Guapo said. He moved to the bottom bunk and snuggled next to Fraz.

"Good night, my silly little brother." Fraz chuckled while patting Guapo on the head.

Both brothers fell asleep, and had normal dreams. As normal as a Flub's dream gets anyway.