Most vampires didn't celebratetheir birthday. Unfortuley Kurda did.

It was the one time of day when Seba was asleep, Larten was reading his Nook and Paris was buying apps on his IPad. Mika and Arrow were watching Criminal Minds and Kurdawas straiting his hair for the tenth time that day. All was well, better, all was quiet.

Suddenly aloud shriek came from the bathroom followed by the slam of the straighter. Kurda came racing out.

"OMG! I just realised something!" Kurda wailed. "It's my birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR ME! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

By then all the vampires were up, and Seba was screaming "Stop that abominate noise!"

"Darren what did you do?" Larten inquired.

"Nothing, it's just his birthday."

"So what our we gonna do about it?" Mika asked.

All the vampires just stared at him.

"Are you all right bro?" Arrow asked.

"Well, Darren's always saying 'lets-go-do-something-that completely-isn't-vampire."

"I don't!" Darren shrieked.

"Can we go to a mall? Kurda asked suddenly.

"Um...sure." Darren said. "Yeah, ok, everybody get in the Essie!"

Of course, the big, actual mall was closed for reconstruction.

"NO!" Kurda shrieked. "NO! The mall can't be closed! It can't!"

"NO!" Paris wailed "No WYF!"

"Wait, Kurda, wait!" there's a strip mall down the street!" Darren bellowed as Kurda tried unsuccessfully to climb up the mall's wall.

"Isn't that were all the hookers go?" Seba asked.

"Um no." Darren said, sounding unsure.

As soon as they got to the strip mall, a grubby looking man walked up. "Hey dudes, do want some Maryjoe medicine?"

"No, you ambomtive stripper!" Seba screamed

"Good job Seba! You just said 'no' drugs!" Darren cheered.

"Whoa, grandpa, don't bite off my head. How 'bout you steroids dude? Or you little dude?" The druggie said to Arrow and Harkat.

"Yes please!" Harkat chirped.

"I don't take steroids! This is the result of all my training in vampire mountain.

"Wait where in the hell is Paris?" Darren said sounding frantic.

Several shrugs, 'I don't know'-s later Harkat's 'Let him live, Dude' and Darren's continued 'We lost Paris, we lost Paris'-s later they final figured out that they'd forgotten him at the big mall. Harkat refused to get in the car. So they made Larten stay with him.

Mean while Paris was wondering around ran straight into a nerd, named Frank, in front of a bridal shop

"Guy! what are you doing just wondering around here. Oh Mega bites you have an Ipad!" Frank said

That was all they needed to sit down in front of the bridal shop and talk about things no one who had an average I.Q. would understand.

When the Essie fianlly pulled up Paris and Frank were discussing how to reboot computers.

"Paris, get in!" Darren yelled.

"No! I've got WYF and a fellow nerd here!" Paris yelled unchariticly stubborn.

"C'mon Paris, we found... the IPad 13 in a store."

"Really?"

"Really. Now let's go!"

Even vampires didn't get cold very easily. But Larten was stuck with a bunch of junkie imbeciles. Harkat was worst than the rest reveling all of the vampire trade marks secrets. Fiannley Larten screamed, "Enough!"

"Dude calm down!" The junkie.

"No! I will not calm down!"

"OK, dude, don't kill me!" The dude swang his murse at Larten, knocking him out.

As they were driving back, Kurda relised their were no good stores there and demanded they go home so he could order clothes online and later model for them. When Paris demanded to see where the IPad 13 was, Mika told him there wasn't one. Larten, who got a bunch of Starbucks white mocha non-fat, demanded they go home at once. Harkat agreed. He'd discovered while little people couldn't get druck they could get high. As they were exiting the stirp mall they saw some dude running down the side walk, stark naked.

"I told you!" Seba wailed