Back in Kass's room

"This is some ole bullshit", the baby vampire grumbled as she exited her bathroom.

She took her time scanning her bedroom only to find a handwritten note on top of a new phone.

It read

Kass this is for you. No vampire of mine uses outdated tech. Make yourself at home, and feed, the bloodbags are in the fridge.

-Tara

'Sweet!', Kass thought to herself.

The thing about vampires is their brains are exactly like ours except where human subconscious thought makes sure we breathe,blink, and sweat. All these things are needed bodily functions that mere mortals execute without thinking. Whereas vampire don't have to or can't, so they tend to be able to focus subconscious thought on other things. While conscious thought can focus solely on something else.

As was the case with Kass. While she used subconscious thought to program her new phone, conscious thought was solely on her makers.

Kass found Pam to be a giant pain in the ass, while being both beautiful and deadly. She moved with such grace the young vampire assumed she came from Royal blood. Her golden haired maker was a smart ass, foul tempered,lady douche; and Kass kinda loved it.

Tara on the other hand she couldn't really figure out. She was beautiful,and levelheaded. Which kinda bugged her. She had really gone out of her way, the night before, trying to push the dark ones buttons. That kind of calm frightened young Kassidy, it made her wonder how dangerous Tara would be if she lost it.

She had found them both to be almost polar opposites though they complemented each other well. For a reason unknown to Kass, thoughts of the two comforted her. They eased the slight anxiety born of the newfound strength, heightened senses, and raging hormones.

After setting her phone up, the young vampire went to her closet and flung the double doors open in a dramatic flourish.

'Holy moly donut shop! I could live in here', Kass thought aloud, before doing a very undignified happy dance.

Along the whole left side of the closet were elegant gowns, costume dresses, corsets, blouses, graphic tees, skirts, jeans, short-shorts,sundresses, dress pants, button ups, and tank tops all arranged by garment and color. The back wall was lined with expensive heels, flats, chuck taylors, and sneakers Kass did not recognize in all different colors. Upon further inspection learned that the sneakers were "Air Jordan's". The brand held no significance to the vampire but she thought they looked cool.

After twenty minutes trying to decide what to wear Kass settled on a black graphic tee with a white kitten on it and the words 'Respect the Pussy' in bold white letters, a black and white checkerboard patterned micro mini skirt, and a pair of mid-top black and white chucks folded down to expose her ankles.

Kassidy gave herself the once over in the mirror admiring the way the graphic tee hugged her breast and exposed enough mid drift to show of the tattoo of an Edgar Allan Poe quote on the right side of her lower abdomen. It read 'And they loved with a love that was more than love'. She admired how the short skirt accentuated her long delicately toned legs. The young vampire cocked her head to the side thinking over her hair and accessories. Finding a blow dryer, curlers, and hair products; she set about curling her hair into loose waves. Next she applied her make up using a soft brown lipgloss, a light coat of smoky black eye shadow and mascara.

Once finished, Kass returned to the closet where she had seen hats and gloves and grabbed a black Ralph Lauren Polo beanie and a pair of brushed leather fingerless racing gloves. The cherry on the sunday were a pair of white gold hoop ear rings and white gold bangles on her right wrist, that lay in a jewelry box in front of her vanity mirror. Glancing at herself in the full body mirror, she sent an air kiss to her reflection before grabbing her phone and leaving her room.

"So, how's it going?", Jessica asked quietly, standing behind a still feeding Kassidy.

The baby vampire whirled around at a speed she didn't know she possessed, fangs elongating with a sharp snap.

"Who the fuck are you?", Kass snarled through clenched teeth.

"Whoa there youngin'", Jessica started with a smile, " I'm Jessica, though Pam might have called me Pippy, or orphan Annie, or strawberry shortcake. Ugh, she can be really immature sometimes, but I think it's cuz she's emotionally undeveloped. Or cuz she's a major bit-", the redhead began to ramble.

"Oh right! They mentioned you when I woke up. Sorry. Kinda don't like being snuck up on," Kass interrupted sheepishly.

"No harm done.", Jessica started, before her eyes shifted to the twenty or so empty bloodbags sprawled across the counter," I see you've fed. Good, now we can get to know each other."

As Pam and Tara entered the kitchen they found Jessica and Kass talking about the pros and cons of being a vampire. For a moment they watched and admired their creation.

"No fucking way! One day I'll be able to fly! Holy shit! Can you fly? Can Tara and Pam fly? I wanna fl-", Kass exclaimed, before spouting off a string of questions.

"Damn Mini-me, you clean up nice!", Tara exclaimed hopping on the counter across from the two.

"hmm, I shall call you mini me", the red head joked raising her pinky to the corner of her mouth with her palm facing away from her face.

As Tara and Jessica nearly fell over laughing, Kass and Pam both raised their right brow not getting the pop culture reference. Pam because she never saw the movie and Kass because the movie was made over one hundred years before she was born.

While Tara and Jessica went back and forth quoting Austin Powers movies, Pam looked Kass over. The newborn looked gorgeous; her light make-up and cute little outfit made her look harmless, but in her eyes was the look of a predator.

'Eric would be so proud', Pam thought, 'Oh shit! I haven't told him yet. Damn Tara and her ridiculously hot body for distracting me', Pam mused to herself.

When the blonde thought about her progeny's body and the things she has and still plans on doing to it, her mind began to wander.

Tara's eyes found Pam as she felt pride, panic, and then lust filter to her end of the bond. As a result she sent a flash of curiosity to her maker.

The eldest vampire mentally shook herself out of her lustfull thoughts.

"Jessica, I need you and Stackhouse to handle the club for us tonight. We need too take a trip to, ugh, Bon Temps.", Pam spat the last two words out with disgust.

The redhead nodded, before racing off to find her progeny.

"Roadtrip!", Tara shouted, hopping off the counter.

"Where are we going?", Kass asked having felt what Tara felt coming from her pale maker, if she was honest with herself she was a little worried.

Tara chuckled,"we're going to meet you're great grand father"

TBC