You're Not Tweety Bird, MORON!


Saturday* 2:15PM – Morgan Family Residence

Sarah pulls her classic olds-mobile into the driveway of the Morgan family residence – just another typical Saturday morning, in the distant hills of Whitechapel, Ontario. "–why are we here, Sarah… I mean, haven't you had enough of the dork parade, already?.." Erica groans from the passenger. Having been kidnapped by Sarah for another day at the Morgan's, it's safe to say that Erica was bit on edge.

–but then again, when is she ever isn't?

"–c'mon Erica, it's not that bad, being over here… is it?" "If I didn't know any better, Sarah… I'd say that you actually like, hanging out with these losers…" "Erica… they're not losers… they're our friends."

"–um… correction, Sarah… they're your friends… not mine."

"–UGH!"


"–hey Ethan, I think someone just pulled up outside…" Benny says as he plunges an open hand into a full bowl cheesy poofs. "–I thought you said that your folks weren't coming home today..?" "–they aren't, Rory. It must be Sarah…" Ethan drops his GameStation controller on the couch and makes his way over to the front door. With a heavy heave, he swings it open. His eyes fall on Sarah's – beside her, a peeved Erica rolls her very own at him. "H-Hey Sarah… Erica…"

"–Ugh! Can you just let us in, dork?" snaps Erica. "S-Sure… your rudeness is always welcome…"

Erica barges inside, "–out of my way, geek…"

–Ethan steps aside – anxious to avoid being trampled if he was to stand in the agitated vampire's way. Ethan's attention returns to Sarah, who's patiently waiting in the doorway. "Hey" she finally manages to say. "H-Hey Sarah…" As a silence falls amongst them, Ethan seizes the opportunity to stare into beautiful brown eyes of his babysitter. "You gonna let me in?.." Sarah wonders aloud. "–um... y-yea… c'mon in… I'm sorry…" Ethan assures, stepping aside.

"–don't worry about it :) " After closing the door behind them, Ethan turns to face his sitter – "–so…" he begins… "–so…" she finishes. ha ha ha… Sarah and Ethan share a laugh over the sheer simplicity of their conversation. "–so… what's been up.? Catch any bank robbers, or any more blood-smuggling thieves, lately?" Ethan teases. "–haha, very funny…" Sarah smiles – she didn't know what it was about Ethan… the kid had a certain charm about him that the lady couldn't seem to place a finger on…

Sarah glances into the living room – she knew that Benny and Rory were over, because she could smell them… but actually seeing her nerds and how much their presence irritated Erica delighted Sarah more than anyone could have imagined.

"–so what have you guys been up to?" Sarah asks as gives a start for the living room. She approaches the couch and plops down next to Benny.

"–Are you guys still playing that video game?" Benny nods. "–geez… that's all you guys do… don't you ever… go out sometimes? Hang out with girlfriends—" "–PSH!" Erica scowls, "–please…"

"Look… you're kinda with my bro now, so... we're gonna let you slide this time…" Benny replies, completely ignoring Erica's remark. "What is dork-o one, talking about?" Sarah teases. Ethan sits down uncomfortably next to Sarah – knowing that she probably wouldn't like the answer, he decided it best to tell her, anyway.

"–you're interrupting man time…" he admits. "Oh am I?" she says. From the corner of the room, Rory nods his head, "–yep."

"–and exactly what is man time, Rory?"

"What he meant to say…" interjects Ethan, "–is that yes, Sarah, we're still playing our video game…"

Sarah's finds the remote within the folds of the couch and she flips the channel.

"–Dude!" cries Rory. "Yeah man, try and control your girlfriend, would ya'" groans Benny. "–Sarah is not my girlfriend, guys…" "–you could atleast say it with a little less disgust, next time…" Erica snaps from beside Rory. "–yeah man, that's no way to treat your lady…" Benny teases. "–Hey!" Ethan's eyes fall on Sarah's – before he has the chance to apologize for their friend's exaggeration, Sarah flips the channel again.

"–hey... the news is on…"

Ethan sighs, deciding it best to just let the apology go – Sarah knew he meant no harm, right? "–nobody watches the news, Sarah…" Her eyes fall on Ethan's.

B: –did she just do what I think she just did?

R: I-I think she did…

B: That makes me very sad…


BREAKING NEWS

the city of whitechapel watches in disarray today... witnesses say, four men... all masked... sieged control of the Lotta Lotte on Seaport Avenue...

'they moved so fast, none of us could keep up with them...' says Samantha Pearsons, an eye witness, and at one-point, hostage of the four captives.

'i just did whatever he told me to... that's how i managed to get away... please... there are others inside... these men... they're not normal!'

local authorities have surrounded the Latta Lotte, but have had only to this to say about the situation...

"we have the situation under control... we know that there are, at the most, only two hostages inside right now. We won't engage until the hostages are secured..."

CLICK


Sarah turns off the television, "–sounds like us this time you guys..."

Almost immediately, Erica comes out of her funk, "–you sure..?" "–yeah, 'they moved so fast, they're not normal...' what does that sound like to you?" Erica ponders.

"–Vampires..."

"Exactly..."

Benny chucks his controller – pouncing to a stance, he flips the bowl of cheesy poofs off the couch,, watching as his favorite snack spills out onto the floor. Ethan face palms; guess who's going to have to clean this up…

"–alright... let's go and protect a secret, shall we?"

E: you're so lame, Benny…


*Saturday* 2:25PM – Lotta Latte

The gang arrives at Lotta Latte – a swarm of police vehicles surround the small shop. Whitechapels' never experienced anything like this before.

"–alright... so what's the plan?" Ethan asks as Erica and Sarah call their group into a huddle. "–the plan? The plan is that you nerds, stay put, and let me and Sarah this… okay." WA WA WAAAAMP.

"–ahh c'mon Erica… that's not fair!" Rory protests. "–yea… we came here to help, Erica… what can we do?" Erica scowls at Ethan. "–okay nerds… I don't know what it is you dorks were thinking… but this isn't child's play…" "C'mon Erica… we did help you guys out a little with the blood heist…" Benny reasons, "–give us a chance…" he pleads, but Erica's not buying it.

"–NO!"

"–urghhhh! Stubborn ass-vamp…" Erica reaches out and strangles Benny around the collar…

"–Excuse ME! What did you just say!?"

"–um… nothing dear… I… I… I thought I saw a putty cat…"

"URGH! You're NOT Tweety Bird, MORON!"