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Author's Note: Oohh, it's been over a week since I've updated! Sorry blushes! Anyway, enjoy and R and R! Thanks! Sorry for any grammar related mistakes!

Let us walk onto the patio of a certain hotel room in Las Vegas. What we see are two young adults talking. If we are good and sneak up quietly we might be able to hear what they are talking about.

"Joey." The young man spoke, sounding distant and deep in thought. The girl next to him leaning on the railing stopped looking at the neon lights that surrounded them, tucked a loose bit of hair behind her ear and looked into the eyes of her boyfriend.
"What is it Tom?" She spoke, incredibly soft for the type of person she was. He slowly looked over into her eyes too. There was silence as they searched each other's eyes, both seeming sad and distant. He looked back into the distance.
"I don't want to leave Earth, I don't want to rule another planet or country, not alone… not with Frank either." Joey's posture straightened a little as she tried to catch Tom's eye again.
"Why?" She whispered. "You could do it. Imagine how great it would be?"
"No, Joey." Tom said, Joey furrowed her brow and stopped leaning on the railing all together. "You could do it. You enjoy control," The neon lights seemed to interest Joey again as she chose to look over at the farthest corner's lights, away from Tom. "I just want to live my life, be happy and… theres another reason too."
"And what would that be Tom?" The whisper came.
"Because you're not Transylvanian, they won't take you." A pause. "I promised you I would follow you and I mean that. I love you Joey and not fake love either, I truly love you." Another pause before a small smile started to play on the edge of those vibrantly red lips of Joey's.
"Oh, Tommy boy." She whispered and walked towards him, embracing him. "I really love you too and that means the world to me, that you would stay on this crummy planet for a little earthling like me." Tom laughed a little as Joey's comment broke the moment.
"You're no ordinary earthling." He said smiling.
"Oh?" She said, looking up to him, matching his grin. "Because I'm so beautiful and intellectual?"
"Yes," Tom said, "That and you're raving mad and evil." Joey scoffed then laughed.
"Evil?" She said in disbelief.
"Yes!"
"How?"
"You put a mouse trap in the cutlery draw so my dad, er, I mean Brad, got it snapped on his finger when getting out a knife. You bought fishing wire with my money and set it up in living area where Chris and Steph fell over… twice! And you found both of these things absolutely hilarious!" Joey laughed for a good minute while Tom stared at her, for more then one reason. One, she was a weird girl, two, her shirt was rather revealing.
"I need to entertain myself somehow! It's been a boring week and a half!" Tom rolled his eyes and nodded.
"I guess it has, the mouse trap thing was pretty funny." He said. Joey pretended to be bashful at Tom's compliment as she looked away and rubbed her shoulder but she was no actress with that grin on her face and when she laughed a little.
"Oh Joey," Tom sighed, running a hand through his curly black hair.
"What?"
"Never take up acting."
"Why?"
"You're too cocky." Another scoff from the girl.

SLAM! Panting was heard from inside. Worried glances were shared between the two teenagers. They both headed inside quickly.

Once inside it was clear to who made the noise, though they both already knew who it was going to be. Frank had is back against the hotel room door that he appeared to be trying to grasp as he panted.
"Frank?" Joey said concernedly. The others slowly came out of their rooms wearing their pyjamas, yawning or rubbing their eyes. The noise Frank made coming in must have woken them up.
"What's wrong?" Tom added quietly, sounding just as concerned as Joey was feeling.
"I… I…" He stuttered in fear, "I saw Rufus, Kimi, Stephen and… and… Sadie." Frank panted.
"Who are they?" Chris said, "One night stands you never wanted to see again?" He said rolling his eyes. Joey and Tom both sent death looks in Chris' direction though Joey's was much more fierce than Tom's.
"No." Frank said, sounding offended. "Transylvanians! Armed Transylvanians!" Janet and Steph gasped in unison as everyone else's eyes widened. Four Transylvanians! Four were around the hotel and nearest casino and who knows how many more there were in Vegas it's self. Things couldn't get any worse.
"What?!" Joey yelled in frustration.
"Oh Brad, what are we going to do?" Janet cried, grasping onto Brad's arm. Two were easy enough to handle but four? Come on!
"Man, we're doomed!" Chris sighed, accepting his fate.
"No! Tom's our singer! We'll suck with out him… And I don't want to die!" Steph cried. Tommas muttered various curses under his breath as Frank remained silent but looked scared in the corner. Joey watched everyone's reactions with bemusement before speaking up.
"QUIET!" She yelled, sounding quite menacing. Everyone stopped straight away and looked at her with fear, everyone except for Tom that is. Joey gave herself a second to calm down. "I have everything planned out, remember?" She spoke a question but got no answer. "Anyway…" She said, looking around the room. "I say we skip good old New York, New York and head straight for another country. If they're all here then we don't have time to pack anything, we'll buy everything when we get to… England sound fine with everyone?"
"England sounds great, just one problem…" The small voice of Steph came. "How are we going to get out of the room with the trannies around." Joey frowned and looked at the ground. Everyone else did the same thing.
"The balcony." Tom spoke, looking up. "We can make a ladder thing using the bedding and climb down it. We've got enough sheets and pillow cases and stuff." Everyone mimed an "oh" and Joey grew a big grin.
"Tom that's excellent!" She shrieked in happiness. "Oh, I could just kiss you!… in fact…" Joey ran straight up to Tom and kissed him. Tom grinned stupidly at her.

Kimi and Stephan took their ears off the hotel room door and walked down the hall.
"Pass me the communicator." Kimi whispered, holding out a hand to Stephan. He pulled what looked like a high-tech walkie-talkie out of his jacket pocket and handed it to the young lady Transylvanian. She pressed a button and held it to her mouth.
"Vegas to Denton, Vegas to Denton. You there, Denton?" She spoke.
"This is Denton, vhat do you have Vegas?" A woman's voice came.
"They're heading to England." A pause then murmuring was heard on the other side of the line followed by rustling and another pause. The next thing heard was a man's voice.
"We're on it." He spoke slowly. Then communication ended. Kimi and Stephan exchanged sinister grins as the walked over to the elevator. There was no way Frank and the boy could get away now, even if it meant disposing of the others.