A/N: Thanks for the confidence, Queen, I really appreciate it. =D And Jonah, as always, I love you. J You make me smile. By the way, I keep forgetting to put this, but Cambridgegirl16 practically co-authors this, she's the source of most of my ideas. Or she makes them better, anyway. And I'm trying to make this as similar to the movie storyline as possible, so it's like the girls were there the whole time, you just didn't get to see them. ;)

The next morning, Danni rolled over and groaned from the light shining through her half open blinds right into her eyes. She had just slammed them shut and flopped back onto her pillows with an, "oomph" when the doorbell went off. Feeling very well like punching a hole through the wall with every high pitched ding dong, she was murderously and methodically planning out certain slow deaths to whosoever dared to wake her at the ungodly hour of… 1:27 p.m. Danni hesitated, staring at the clock. How the fuck had she managed to sleep so long? Good thing it was Sunday, she hated being late to work. Shaking these thoughts clear from her brain, she continued to stomp and grumble her way to the door. She figured if the wild snarled hair and blood shot eyes weren't enough to scare the little shit away, just wait 'till she could get her thoughts in order enough to speak. Or yell.

Yanking the door open, she flinched again at the bright sunlight. Wasn't one of the main reasons she'd moved here was so she could avoid the sunlight? While her vampyric nature had her shying away, she was unable to see what heathen had dared disturb her until she heard it speak.

"Dana, right? I came to-

Letting out a small shriek of disbelief and rage, Danni straightens up, steps into the doorway, pushing him back, and points her eyes and finger towards the sky, " YOU'RE JUST FUCKING WITH ME, AREN'T YOU?" Letting out another furious shriek, she turns on her heel and slams the door in a dumbfounded Pete's face.

Slowly blinking, Pete looks around himself, wondering how on earth she could have mistaken him for a prankster or some sort of salesman. He certainly didn't look the part of either. Approaching the door once more and ignoring the doorbell in the middle of the door he just pushed, he raised his fist to knock. Just as his hand was about to connect again to the door, it swung open wide again, rather violently. Seeing "Dana's" usual glare again, he takes about half a step back, trying to be disarming, "'Ello, love, I just wanted to bring back-"

But before he could announce what he was doing and whom for, the jacket he had come to deliver back to Ellie was ripped out of his hands, faster than he'd ever seen any bloke throw a punch. Unconsciously, the poor bastard leaned forward, trying to continue his sentence, when the door was literally slammed in his face. Bouncing back a little, Pete starts rubbing his forehead and nose, simply wondering. No real train of thought to speak of, but it would have been something along the lines of, "What the 'ell.."

Shaking his head slowly, Pete starts to turn back toward the street, when he sees something on the wall next to the door fluttering. A paper sign over a cream colored knob with a homemade message scrawled in purple and blue colored pencil, "Ring THIS doorbell and DIE." Another doorbell? This he had to see. Almost chuckling out loud to himself, he knew who must have written that little sign. Only hesitating a moment, Pete swung back around and firmly pressed his finger on the knob, not prepared in any way for what he heard.

"Rudolph the red nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose.." A very chipper voice sang inside the house. Also heard right after the word nose at the exact same time were a bellowing roar of laughter from upstairs and a very loud crash from downstairs, drowning out any profanity that might have ensued. More crashing sounded, it sounded like pots and pans. Amongst the crashing also came the sound of a series of unsteady thumps. Meanwhile, the cheery Christmas jingle kept on singing away, and Peterson Percival Dunham had to struggle very, very hard not to bust up laughing at all the sounds of mayhem inside that he had caused.

The unsteady thumping that our Petey had heard would have been Ellie, whom was first re-awoken by Danni's screaming at the sky, then upon hearing the doorbell. She had launched herself out of bed as fast as her weak self could go to save whatever poor soul had ignored Danni's sign to see if she could save their life. Stumbling down the stairs unsteadily, Ellie cut off Danni right before she managed to reach the door once she had untangled herself from numerous falling pots and pans she had somehow knocked down. The door being yanked open once again, Pete was now awarded with a flushed, shaking, and breathless Ellie, with a particularly menacing looking Danni at her shoulder. Well, sort of. You couldn't see all of Danni's face if she were right behind Ellie's shoulder, but you could see most of it. Ellie picked on Danni about this all the time.

Ellie, finding that the pretty boy was back, brightened up with a grin to match his. The doorbell was just getting around to the part about one foggy Christmas eve when Ellie yelled over it, "It plays through the whole song. We never figured out how to shorten it." She leaned her head against the door, thoroughly out of breath.

"Well, I just came back to return your jacket that ya left at the pub. Got your address from Terry," he smiled. "You a'right, love? You look pale," he squinted at the slightly green Ellie.

Hearing a small growl that was more of a hiss, Ellie was aware Danni was no longer at her back. Wary of this, Ellie stepped forward out of the house, forcing Pete backwards, so she could have the closed door guarding her back. Snapping her eyes back to his, she replied, "Oh, yeah, just a little woozy from an allergy of mine. Well that was thoughtful of you, bringing that back all the way here when you had to go meet your brother." She clasped her hands behind her back and shifted her weight to her right leg. "I see you've met Danni," she looked up at him grinning, bouncing slightly.

"Don't think on it, was no trouble bringin' it 'ere, it's actually on my way. Yea', is she a'ways like that?" he smirked, flicking his eyes to the door.

"I'd say no, but… You'd have to get to know her. You're lucky, you know, I may have just saved your life from her wrath," leaning in and winking at him.

Pete just chuckled and looked like he was about to say something, but just then the door creaked open and Ellie saw Pete's eyes widen. Ellie turned around with an eyebrow raised, just in time to see Danni swing and stab a pair of wicked looking Sai knives perpendicularly above and below the seams of the doorbell, effectively prying it halfway out of the wall. Victory written all over her face, Danni re-gripped the knives, and twisted hard. All of the last two words left of the song faded and died, but so did all the electricity on their street, house by house.

Taken aback with an, "Oh shit" look on her face, Danni lets out a, "Whoops."

Closing her eyes and letting out a small growl whilst pinching the bridge of her nose, Ellie said, "Our insurance does not cover PMS."

The same neighbor from earlier stuck his head out of his window as previously done and shouted, "Oy! Not fuckin' again! When you thick 'eads gonna get it? Always causin' all this trouble-"

"Oh fuck off, Bill, no one asked you!" Danni gestured over to the next house, using the blade in her hand as a middle finger.

Pete, at this moment in time, I was becoming more and more wary of these two women. He had met both only the day before and he didn't see himself figuring either of them out anytime soon. He wondered somewhere in the back of his head what other wicked tools they might have had in the house and what they'd been used for. But on the forefront the was thinking about the match he had to go to today and the money he needed to get. He was just about to say goodbye when as Danni was still waving about the knife in her hand, Ellie neatly and lightly plucked it out of her hand. Almost laughing in disbelief, he watched as Danni turned half toward Ellie again and Ellie lightly tapped the back of Danni's head with the hilt.

"Hey, you be careful, that's my limited edition Elektra Wishing Well knives," Danni took a defensive stance with the other blade in hand.

"Yeah, and I gave them to you," Ellie replied scathingly, rolling her eyes. "If we're fencing, we're getting real swords, we only have one set of Sai Knives. And we're doing it in the back, and not in front of company," Spinning back around to Pete again, she flattened the blade against her arm in the resting position, spinning it in her fingers as she smiled and gave him a quick hug, "Thanks again for bringing it back by, I'm sure you've got to go." And with that, the two ladies opened up the door and marched back into the house, not caring about the power outage. One of them would fix it later.

Pete was still fairly blank, still paralyzed in a position with his arms half open from the unexpected hug. Swords? What did they have in there? Shaking his head, he head toward his bruv's house, his original goal. Hm, that Danni. When she wasn't screaming, she didn't have an altogether unpleasant voice. And that Ellie, mate, she was something else. Incredible. Unbelievable. Curves in all the right places, and were they curves! In the small instant of their hug she had felt so warm. And soft. He had definitely made a move up delivering that jacket rather than leaving it at the Abbey for her to pick up later. But.. On the other hand.. Swords, Sai knives? What else did they have? These girls didn't seem like the forgiving type if a fellow went awry with them. And who knew? They could have spent years studying karate or some shit like that. Or even assassins, just temporarily out of work. Hell, he knew nothing about these two, and at this point, he wasn't sure anything could surprise him. Best take it slow, if take it at all..

About that time Pete's overactive imagination was interrupted by his brother's house in sight. Grinning and falling back into his obnoxious self, he let the fog of the two unknown ladies disperse from his brain. He needed money.

A/N: I know it's SUPER duper short, but the reason I haven't been updating is my step-mom blocked off my parents account on the computer, where this chapter was stored, and I didn't get the chance to access it 'till now. So I figured I might as well post it as is, rather than risking being cut off from it again. I hope to post the next chapter soon. And again, if you're at all confused, refer back to the notice I posted about how I rearranged the chapters a bit and skim through them, just to make sure you're on track.

Lots and lots of love, Strangefish.