Mr. Morgan stood in front of the kids sitting on the sofa while Mrs. Morgan was pacing across the living room. Rory was called back from the backyard of his house.

"Is this what happens every time we go on a date night?" Mrs. Morgan stopped pacing.

"There was that one time when we played board game instead of watching a movie," Rory suggested.

"Rory, we summoned a demon because you landed on the roof and killed the satellite signal." Benny pointed out.

"So that's why the TV stopped working a week before you had that dance..." Mr. Morgan said.

"Ooh! There was that time when we acted out Ethan's date before he completely messed it up by us because the Lucifractor did some weird thing and you could've killed me, Erica, Sarah, and every other vampire in the restaurant." Rory said.

"You went on a date?" Mrs. Morgan questioned. "With who? What restaurant? What's a Lucifractor?"

"Have you ever actually killed anyone?" Mr. Morgan added.

"Um, yes, Sarah, some vampire place Erica suggested, a weapon that can destroy vampires but was destroyed by our evil vampire friend," Ethan started, "yes, but I've only killed vampires and crocodiles and an evil vampire car and an evil sky queen and a crazy mole troop leader and a hockey-playing Frankenstein and dead pets and an evil tree and our vice principal and who knows what else."

"You killed Vice Principal Stern?!" Mrs. Morgan demanded.

"Well, he was evil and tried to kill vampires," Erica pointed out. "I'm surprised I didn't drain him dry when he rejected our dancing for the talent show," she mumbled.

"Erica!" Sarah whispered.

"What? It's not like I actually did that," Erica responded.

"Wait a second," Mr. Morgan turned to Ethan. "You went on your first date?"

"Yeah..." Ethan said.

"How was it?"

"It was pretty good," Ethan smiled, "except for the part where we were kind of attacked by an invisible monster that used to guard the Lucifractor."

"I'm proud of you, Ethan. I just want you to remember-"

"Ross, we're supposed to be lecturing them!" Mrs. Morgan exclaimed.

"I was going to tell him to steer clear of vampires!"

"What?" Ethan stood up.

"They seem to be causing a lot of trouble for you!"

"Dad!"

"Ethan, can I talk to you in the office?" Mr. Morgan said. "Now?"

Ethan rolled his eyes and followed his dad to the other room.

"Why do I have to stay away from vampires? Why do I have to change this part of my life?" Ethan demanded. "What are you so afraid of?"

"I've dealt with my share of vampires in my teenage years and I only know half of what they're capable of," Mr. Morgan said. "I just want to you, your mother, and Jane safe."

"So I have to stay away from some of my closest friends?"

"You'd just be staying away from Rory and that evil vampire friend of yours. That shouldn't be too hard, right?"

"Benny is constantly trying to convince Erica to go on a date with him so if she ever agrees, they'll be around each other a lot," Ethan explained. "How am I supposed to stay away from myself? And I'm supposed to stay away from Sarah on top of all this?"

"Hold on a second, Sarah's a vampire? And Erica, the girl who was supposed to be your babysitter?" Mr. Morgan asked, not acknowledging Ethan's accidental revelation of his vampirism.

"Yes, my babysitter's a vampire," Ethan said. "I figured that out the first night."

"I'm not telling you to break up with Sarah, I'm just telling you to stay away from her." Mr. Morgan said.

"That's basically the same thing!" Ethan shouted.

"Ethan Morgan, do not raise your voice with me!" Mr. Morgan yelled.

"Dad, you're trying to control my life and you're kind of banning me from seeing any of my friends!"

"Benny's not a vampire, you're not a vampire, you try to avoid Rory sometimes, you say most of the girls at school never talk to you," Mr. Morgan pointed out. "It'll just go back to normal as if we'd never have gotten you a babysitter in the first place!"

Ethan glared and turned out of the room, running up the stairs.

"Ethan," Mr. Morgan called. "Ethan!"

Ethan came down from the upstairs, assumed to have come from his bedroom, with something in his hand - a wooden stake.

He looked his father directly in the eyes. "I'll be fine."

Those were the last words he spoke to him before leaving the house and slamming the door.


Whoops, this one's short. Sorry I wasn't here for two weeks; I forgot one week and then I was on vacation the next and the website doesn't work on my phone.