Nikola Tesla was headed down to the wine cellar, one of his two favorite places in the Sanctuary. The other was Helen's bedroom, but he wasn't allowed in there. But let's keep this fic rate K plus, shall we? Anyway, he had been headed down for a bottle of '89, as he was out of the heavenly libation. When he reached the familiar metal doors, he stopped for a minute and inhaled the delicious grapey scent. Then he reached for the door handle, eyes still closed, and gave a tug- nothing happened. Alarmed, he checked the door handle. A heavy lock stopped the door from opening. With a click, a message ran across the screen.
* Password locked, dummy. *
Nikola frowned and sniffed the air with his mad vampire powers. The air reeked of teenage girls. Great. Well, what question could mere teenagers put up against a genius such as him? Pressing a button, the question ran across the screen.
* Who did Edward marry in Twilight? *
Nikola gasped, his head spinning. Twilight!? That sorry piece of rubbish!? How was he supposed to know the answer to that? Those two... he could hear them laughing. With a growl, his eyes flashed red and fangs popped out. They were dead.
Holding back giggles, Sierra grabbed her friend Amanda. " He's coming! He's FINALLY figured it out!" They dashed into the library, where Helen sat reading.
" Save us! A crazy vampire is after us!"
Dear God! Helen thought, closing the book. What has those two gotten into now?
Poor Nikola. They still haven't told him the answer to the lock.
A/N Second in the Bothering The Five series. I f you like this, you can go check out Puzzle Pieces, which is the first in the series. Dedicated to my Partner-In-Crime in this story and in real life, Sparkly Skater.
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