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A/N: So. It would seem I'm sick. And it's my dad's birthday. And I'm a week away from exams. Therefore, I'm too tired to write up apologies for how late this update is. I'll do it in the next chapter.

Thanks to Shamrocks, DarrenShanForeva123 and VelonicaSushi for their reviews of the last chapter... Which I shall get around to replying soon. Aha.

Chapter 10 Yeah-huh, Nuh-uh

"Oww... I think I broke my back..." I commented. I reached behind to touch my back and felt out something long and cylindrical, not to mention broken in the middle. I panicked, thinking that my broken spine had been forced out of my body. Then I realised it wasn't wet with my blood. Hesitantly, I brought the object to the front with much difficulty, it having been attached to my back somehow. I raised an eyebrow at the broken carrot that had been taped to my back.

SDBHS and Liane broke out laughing. SDBHS seemed fine, aside from the dust marring her pink outfit, having had enough fluff to soften her landing. Liane laughed, then broke into a coughing fit.

"Not funny, guys," I muttered bitterly. "Actually, this seems really familiar. Where has this happened before?"

"The Harry Potter movie?" Kirethren asked, seemingly unharmed as well as he helped Liane up.

"No, no, I think it's the Twilight movie!" SDBHS interjected.

"Twilight's too gloomy. No way would they have a scene like that," Liane replied.

"I wish they would," SDBHS said.

Then a sword whizzed past my head, slicing the carrot into eight pieces.

"Who goes there?" asked a voice darkly, red eyes shone from beneath a hood.

"Uh-" I stammered.

"Baaa!" SDBHS decided to come to my rescue, looking upon my attacker with shining eyes.

The red eyes widened. The hooded figure squinted - at least I think he was squinting - at SDBHS.

"Is that-" he questioned wonderingly, but was interrupted by a loud gasp.

"Oh. My. God." I froze, seeing a familiar man with grey hair. He approached us quickly, I flinched back, wondering if he had seen me. I needn't have worried, he walked straight to SDBHS. "Is that... a pink sheep?" Steve asked, his voice hoarse with disbelief. He reached out a trembling hand to pet her fluffy pink head.

"Baaa!" she practically purred beneath his touch. Steve abruptly turned to the hooded person.

"Gannen, can we keep her? Please, please, please, pleeaaaasseeee!" His eyes widened and dilated, turning shiny. The Vampaneze Lord protector took a step back in fear of the much dreaded puppy eyes.

"Don't be ridiculous. Pink sheep don't exist. Sheep are white," Gannen scoffed.

"Or black," I supplied, feeling proud of my wittiness. Gannen Harst glared at me.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Darreeeeee-!" I screeched as Liane pinched the sensitive fat surrounding my tummy.

"-eena," she finished for me, smiling sweetly.

"Darina?" Ganne repeated.

"Yes. She's a half-vampire who wishes to become a true creature of the night. Kirethren here is helping us with that," Liane explained. Gannen nodded at Kirethren in greeting, which Kirethren reciprocated. They seemed to know each other. Liane continued. "And I'm Lee. I was a vampet, but I decided to become a vampire so that I could monitor vampire activities," she said smoothly. I watched her in slight awe - and pain, from the pinch - wondering why she was suddenly acting cool. Then she lifted her hands and flipped back Gannen's hood so quickly that a gust of air from the force of her movement knocked what was left of the vegetable out of my hand. It reminded me of those cartoons where boys try to flip girls' skirts. Except Liane would've been more than happy to show off her panties. "Oooh, you're cute," she giggled, circling him like a wolf. Gannen took another step back, this time away from Liane.

Kirethren rolled his eyes.

In the meantime, Steve was playing with SDBHS, having their very own sheepy conversation.

"Baa?"

"Baaaaaa!"

"Baa, baa, baa?"

"Baa baa!"

"Bababaaa,"

"Baa-aa-aa!"

"Oh my god, I'm so keeping you!" Steve declared. "Come on Gannen, she's the coolest darn sheep we've ever come across. I mean, she's PINK!"

"No," Gannen managed to get out, distracted by trying to fend off Liane's subtle - not - advances.

"I'm the Lord of the Vampaneze, I can do whatever I want!" Steve said.

"You're the Lord of the Vampaneze?" I squealed in shock. Steve'sthe Lord of the Vampaneze? Since when?

"Yeah," Steve replied, looking at me for the first time. "Hey, you know, I used to know someone with a name like yours. His name was Darren. Did you know him?"

"Why would I know him?" I asked, unable to follow his line of reasoning.

"I don't know. I just assumed you did, since your names are so similar,"

"...That doesn't make any sense,"

"It so does!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yeah-huh!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yeah-huh!"

"Baa!" SDBHS baa-ed merrily, eager to join in the conversation.

"See, she's agreeing with me!" Steve yelled proudly.

"She said baa! Baa can mean anything!" I snapped back.

"It does not! It means Nuh-uh!"

"Yeah-huh!"

"Be quiet!" Gannen roared. "And stop touching me!"

Liane withdrew her hand like she'd been burned, her face displaying how hurt she was. Gannen's angry expression faded. Then Liane burst out crying daintily, dabbing at her eyes - careful not to muss her mascara - with her silk red handkerchief, while Gannen watched her, frozen, conflicted, unsure of how to comfort her.

"Well, this is a great start," Kirethren declared as Steve and I continued arguing.

"Yeah-huh!"

"Nuh-uh!"

A/N: In case you didn't recognise it, the scene they talk about is from Lord of The Rings the first movie, Fellowship of the Ring. It's one of my favourite scenes ever.