Stay calm, stay calm. What kind of relaxation treatment is that? Mom's voice repeated this in my head several times more, causing me to think that she's seriously lacking in the comforting words department. Anyway, there my little brother stands, absolutely shocked with his sudden rescue. Part of me wished it was I who saved the vampire family, maybe just maybe, Freda would have insisted for me to marry Rudolph as a reward. Yeah right! The head of the clan struggled to speak while he slumped over to the stone steps Tony once was trapped against in questioning. Ana rushed over to her needy father, draping two small arms around his weak shoulders.
"I found out about the coat of arms!" Tony exclaimed excitedly.
Shooting him an nasty glare, I shook my head in disapproval, revealing the McAshton letter given to me only awhile ago, "Correction; we found out.-See, I have the very proof in case you don't believe us." Rudolph's ruby eyes widen in surprise after taking a gander at the picture positioned in the corner of the crumpled up dead tree. Hah! Told you!
Little bro ripped it out of my tight clutches and continued on, "It's Lord McAshton's! He's our father's boss, the missing stone must be at his house!"
When no one replied, both Tony and I grew nervous. Shouldn't they at least be happy that we are aware of the location of such a irreplaceable object? Superman? I command you to talk! Run into my waiting arms, congratulating me on such a victory...then you can do the same to Tony, however I doubt he would enjoy it. Ah well, more cold hugs for me!
Deciding to break the painful silence, these words came out of my mouth before I had time to think about them, "Did...you hear the dork, Sir?" I'm positive that addressing Frederick as an authority figure, he would gradually soften up towards little humans like us. Gregory sneered at my butt kissery, probably jealous that I was smart enough to flatter his father and insult my sibling at the same exact time. What can I say, I'm partially a genius. The blonde beside me...I watched as he secretly picked his nose when he thought no one was looking, can't say the same about him.
Frederick finally offered a sentence, "You barely saved my life."
Tony glanced at me, his face expressed a total 'wtf' moment. Was that a grateful sigh of admiration? Did I hear a thank you between those mocking lines? No. Now I'm going to call him Mister Shaggy-Bagg, just for the utter rudeness!
"...He's very, very weak." His actually polite wife defended. Okay, she's my favorite, next to Rudolph of course. Here's my hit list (the vampires I do not favor at all), Frederick and Gregory. They're definitely alike in every way, even if the rebellious teenager refuses so. Both have the same eyes, hair and complete cockiness. Handsome vampiric Superman, has the gentleness of his mother and the appearance of Mister Shaggy-Bagg. I guess I can live with it.
While I was lost in my own fantasy world, I didn't take notice to how close Gregory became. Oh crap! He's gonna eat me! Flinching only the slightest, he growled darkly, desiring nothing more than to just grab my bare neck and...CHOP! Ew, too graphic. Rudolph produced a noise, similar to what a puppy dog would do if it didn't like something. That's right, Rudy does not want his older brother to end the life of Elizabeth Thompson, for he's madly in love with me. Yup. Only explanation.
Grinning like a child on Christmas morning, Blondie leaned down to Frederick's pathetic level, "I know just what you need." And what's that? Someone to teach him manners? INNSOLENCE! As, he himself would yell at no one in particular. Rudolph, smiled, reading Tony's mind on what is planned for the distressed family. Why can't I mentally stalk people's mind streams? It would make things a heck of a lot easier, when about finding this said stone. Also, purposely tapping into Tony's peanut sized brain, I could predict anything stupid he's going to commit before he actually does it.
"To the farm?" Ana wondered curiously.
Rudolph nodded, confirming any thought of meaty delicious cows under their pearly white fangs, "Yes, Tony wants to bring us to the farm. Would it be alright, Mother? Father? I'm sure whoever wanted to do us harm has left in defeat now."
Freda seemed to hesitate, Mister Shaggy-Bagg as expected did not acknowledge his son's important/reasonable request. Come on, stop being a hard ass and let your immortal children have fun for once. These parents are more protective than ours! (that's saying something). Gregory stared at the slowly 'dying' leader vampire, practically screaming to allow him to suck blood freely.
After a few minutes, this is what happened, "We must not be seen...however, have what you will. I'll follow them as long as there's going to be blood at the end of the tiresome road." Yay! Those invisible nice classes are working it's beautiful magic already! Soon, he'll be able to rub his stomach and tap on his head altogether! Fantastic!
Gregory mumbled, "Thank the Dark Lords..." Aka, thank God.
Rudolph shown his happiness more colorfully than Greg, wait should I nickname him that?, "Oh splendid!-" Out of nowhere, my future husband dashed towards me, embracing my mortal skin. "-Isn't it great, Lizzi?" Woah. This vampire, the one who usually called me by my full name, JUST crossed the friends boundaries.
Ana giggled, "Brother, dearest, you're acting like me! Are you that interested in-" Frederick cast her a look, one that said 'not another word.' Well, now we're in an awkward phase. Rudolph still held his incredible strength on my slowly collapsing body from all the hype. Tony groaned in frustration, pulling us apart.
"Are you finished? In case you haven't noticed, we're on a tight schedule here!" Snapping his chubby fingers in my distracted face, "No time for play, pick up the pace!" One by one, we exited the underground home. As I passed Gregory, who obviously hated being forced to wear his straight jacket and muzzle, whispered, "I kinda enjoy aggressive Tony." Creeper.
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Reaching the familiar entrance of the dull cemetery, Mister Shaggy-Bagg suddenly stopped in his limping tracks. Dammit, what's wrong? Did he forget his purse? Manly makeup perhaps...? None of those things would surprise me, vampires always caught me as the feminine type. Gregory should come out of the closet. Pretty sure everyone expected he was gay, considering how he never wants to spy on girls changing in their pink bedrooms. Am I hinting Rudolph is too? Why would the most attractive person in the universe be gay? It's simply impossible.
Tony whined, ignoring Frederick's death glare, "Ah! No stopping!"
Freda stated, "I'm afraid my husband does not have the energy to walk all the way there. Flying is in order." Wouldn't it be opposite? Soaring in the midnight sky certainly sucks up more vampire life than necessary mortal walking does. Hey, whatever floats their boats. Gregory rolled his heavily dark eyes, transforming into an ugly bat in no time. Mister Shaggy-Bagg and Freda followed his suit, not bothering to offer the people still on the grassy ground another glance. Psh.
"Well...I guess we go then?" I questioned carefully.
Rudolph agreed, "Elizabeth, you shall ride with me while Tony will accompany Ana." Oh, I see we're on the formal name calling again. My little brother let out a cry, Rudolph's sibling clasping his tiny hand. Have fun with that. Taking Superman's freezing hand in mind, I gave silently gave him the signal to launch. Let's just say it happened faster than I thought it would. Gasping for breath, I squeezed the vampire's hand, telling him he was going a little bit wild. Remember; I'm a human whose still not used to boarding an airplane!
"My apologizes."
Right.
Ahead of us, I could barely make out the beyond frightened vision of Tony, clinging onto Ana for dear life. I don't blame him, Rudolph's little sister probably has the speed of a race car. Shrill laughter echoed the air, those belonging to the romance novel lover herself. Endless plains quickly tried to keep up with us, although it was no match against lively immortal creatures.
Obtaining Rudolph's attention, I shouted, "How much do you bet Tony will puke his guts out when we arrive at the farm?" He's never been good with boats, airplanes or even going too fast on the merry go 'round. Highly doubting he'll be just dandy when setting foot on the farm's ground. The vampire's glistening gaze lifted, deciding it would be entertaining to place a fun bet.
"I bet you half of your brother's toy soldiers that he won't." He challenged quite fearfully. So confident? Trust me, Tony's best friend has not known him for long. I can read him inside and out, page to page, cover to cover and upon his childish facial expression. Lizzi shall win! What should I bet? A kiss? Nah, that's too pushy. Locking both Ana and Tony away in a cupboard? Yes...perfect. No matter how much Blondie screams, we'll overlook it as if he's a pet begging for a snack.
I answered, smirking despite the strong winds ordering me not to, "I'll see your advancement for my locking your sister and my brother in a closet, alone. They'll both me out of our hairs!" Rudolph seemed unconvinced this trick could possibly succeed. That, or he didn't want to cause Ana trouble. Aw, what a sweet gentleman. We'll fix that trait right away, won't we?
Everything was running soothingly, clouds automatically disappeared from view so that I wouldn't have to fly through them. Alas! I am dry! Sparkling stars erupted like waterfall, receiving the immediate attention of someone special.
"How pretty!"
"Ana! Eyes on the road!" Tony flipped out.
She playfully argued, "But we are not on a black road! We're up in the air, with no busy traffic whatsoever!" My lord, shut up. We're here. The others are already inside the barn, feating away at cows. Think about their innocence! Being taken like that, blind of an eye. Not virginity, you ninnys. It's...sticky...gooey...red...blood. Gross, never mind, I don't care. Ana ran into the wooden building, disappointed that her family started without her. Tony stumbled back and forth a bit, before letting out chunks in a barrel nearby.
Rudolph frowned, "It seems like you were correct all along, Elizabeth."
Gesturing towards the open barn door, I demanded, "Drain the blood out of a cow already! I'm sure Tony will get sick again if he notices the disgusting sounds you guys make doing the nasty deed." He doesn't mind that I boss him from time to time, if I was talking to Gregory, I'd probably be thrown off a cliff. Once Superman obeyed, I tried my best to calm down my little brother.
He coughed, breath reeking of vile vomit, "I'm never going flying AGAIN!" Somehow, I think he'll change his nine year old mind when Rudolph arrives unexpectedly one night in his boyish room. I watched him use his stubby legs to lean against the opening of the barn.
Suck, suck, suck.
"EWWWWWWWWW! WHAT THE HECK IS THATTTTT?" Tony flew like a vampire himself back to the already full barrel. Look! I see what he had for dinner last night!...there's the ice cream too...and my secret stash of candy...toothpaste? Blondie is a weird kid. Rubbing Tony's back like Mom would do, I suggested,
"Maybe next time you won't eat the amount an elephant would in a minute." How pleasant. Moments later, Mister Shaggy-Bagg emerged, wiping some blood on his velvet cloak. Dry cleaners won't be happy about this one. Freda dragged Gregory out into the opening, managing to just barely clean his mouth of any cow insides. He seriously needs to be shipped off to a insane asylum. I think the world will not miss the presence of Gregory Shaggy-Bagg. Yes, the apple does not fall far from the dead tree. Tony pop his sweaty head from the foul smelling block of black wood.
Frederick promised, "I must find a place you hide you children."
"You can stay at our house!" Tony advised, sickness free.
"...We need darkness, dampness and decay..." Dude! Our basement! Maybe if he takes the time to actually listen, we would be able to inform the vampire family that there's an dust infested underground room, available for their taking. But, no.
Little bro nodded, a happy go lucky smile spreading across his once green face, "Then you need our cellar." Eh, cellar, basement, same thing, right?
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One step, two step, three step, four step! I don't understand why I simply must count all the steps I make till I hit the ground. Old habits die hard. Rudolph stared at me with confusion, hearing my little counting from the brain stream. Embarrassed enough, Tony and I lead the vampires deeper into the cellar, which was scarier than I remembered.
They examined every corner of the place, making me wonder if they approved. What if the family doesn't like it? Then we'd forever be banished from speaking to them, hell, they'd probably eat us and leave quietly...Rudolph would soon forget about little old me and move onto a two dollar pixie hooker. Oh how I assume the worst. Debbie downer. Gregory opened Mom's large knitting basket, throwing any needles he found away. Well, have a good sleep where she probably will search in tomorrow morning. I decided to leave that part out.
I started shamefully, "I'm sorry its-"
"Perfect..." Freda mused.
Tony chuckled, proud of his 'accomplishments.' He thinks everything that has taken place tonight was all his doing, which is completely untrue. A damsel in distress needs to get the credit once in awhile! The others settled in very quickly, with the exception of Rudolph and Ana. Apparently they are not just ready yet to fall into a deep sleep.
Rudolph's little best friend said sorrowfully, "We need to go upstairs, but have a good day's sleep!" Hah, clever. Since they're vampires they sleep in the day...than night. Hah. "-And don't worry, I'm on it."
The wife of Mister Shaggy-Bagg needed to know, "On what...dear?"
"On nothing, Mrs. Sackville-Bagg. Excuse my brother, but he may be going a wee bit crazy due from all that flying!" She smiled, nodding that no harm was done. Tony rolled his eyes at me, marching up the steel steps, the youngest vampire children following close behind. My cue to leave. Stealing one more look at those Shaggy-Bagg/Sackville-Bagg family members, I silently closed the heavy door. In the kitchen, Tony was greedily sneaking pudding into his open pockets. Hasn't he learned yet? Fine, allow him to get sick again.
Ana whispered, "Rudolph, can I go with Tony to his room?"
"Sure...just don't make a sound. You do not want to wake up their parents." Her bigger brother warned, however being brushed off anyway. Blondie skipped upstairs, trying to lose annoying needy pale hands in the process.
I smiled, satisfied to have Rudolph all to myself, "So, what do you want to do?"
"I'm not sure...what do you want to do?"
"...Dunno." Wow I feel stupid.
Feeling two mature hands grab mine, I couldn't fight down the blush that formed on my surprised face seconds later, "Why don't we..." Rudolph suggested quietly. Why don't we what? Spy on Ana and Tony? Watch movies? Go flying? Do something I'd rather not have readers witness? My frantic questions were never answered, a disturbance, more like someone else interrupted,
Tony screamed bloody murder, "Holy Aretha Franklin! Ana, get away from me!"
Note to self, never let your little brother help you study for a music exam and never create a bet you can't keep.
A/N: Holy Aretha Franklin is right. I haven't updated for over a month! Here's my excuse, school is a total bitch and PMSING about finals. So I hope you're not too angry at me to keep reading this series and reviewing. I'm almost to one hundred! By the way, if you don't know who Aretha Franklin is...google that shit. Please review and I promise that another update will come soon!