Part Three: Ka-Boom

As Neko-neko stacked the dynamite in neat piles, Ran-ran glanced back and forth between the manual and wiring of a bomb. They both sat in the dark building of an office building, where below on the street, Michael, Lucian, and Marcus all swayed arm in arm drunkenly. After being convinced that the Tale Ban wasn't going to bomb the house, Selene left to save Michael and also driving Viktor, who wanted to kill Lucian.

"Hey Ran-ran." Neko-neko began through a walkie-talkie, as he walked from room to room, depositing a nice-sized bomb off in each of them, "Do you think it was a good idea to leave Mike and Lucian alone, drunk?"

"Yeeaaah!" Ran-ran's answer crackled through the walkie-talkie as she made more bombs in front of the elevator.

"Whatever."

While those two were busy dispatching bombs, Lucian and his two drunken buddies swayed as they sang. Eventually Marcus had been force-chugged beer, and then had calmed down enough to continue from tipsy, to plastered.

"I lovesh you guysh!" Marcus said happily, hanging between Lucian and Michael.

"Aww, I lovesesh you toooooo Mishter Kitty!" Michael said happily.

As the three were about to cross a desolate intersection, a black cut across, speeding past the drunks, and making them stop in their tracks. The car immediately stopped not to far, and backed up to stop right in front of the three drunken immortals.

The driver's door, which was facing them, opened up, and out stepped an angry looking Selene.

"Michael!!" She said, in a tone like a mother yelling at a troublesome offspring.

"Hello scary lady!!" Michael said, much to Selene's surprise and displeasure, as he stumbled over to slip an arm around her shoulder and hang on her.

"You're drunk, aren't you?!"

"Weeelll duh! Wait…. Noo! You… You're wrong! I… Imma go sleepy." With that said, Michael promptly passed out into Selene's arms.

Out of the other side of the car, Viktor's head appeared, and he said hatefully,

"Lucian."

"Heeey Vicky!" Lucian said, he and Marcus giggling happily.

"Marcus! Are you drunk?!" Viktor demanded to know, confused as to why his fellow elder was conjugating with what he still saw as the enemy.

"No.." Marcus talked slowly, carefully articulating every word, so not to sound drunk, "But you are! So, yeah, gimme your car keys!"

Viktor growled angrily as the two drunken immortals laughed. And soon they were stumbling around the car to sway in front of him, doing a poor imitation of a can-can dance.

"Viktor! I love you man!" Lucian suddenly said and wrapped his arms around the vampire's neck, giggling and leaving Marcus to have only the near-by car as a support.

"Lucian get OFF of me!!" Viktor exclaimed as he shoved Lucian off him, causing the lycan to stumble and then fall, laughing the whole way.

"Hey guys!" Ran-ran said, all alcohol out of her system as Neko-neko and she walked towards the motley-looking group from the office building they were just in.

"YOU!!!" Viktor yelled, advancing hostility on the now stopped Ran-ran.

"Eh, me?" Ran-ran said, pointing to herself.

"Yes, you are the whole reason why ANY of this madness happed in the first place!"

"Really? Uh, cool." Ran-ran was starting to get just a tad nervous, Viktor's eyes were turning blue and he was making an odd hissing sound.

That is, until he suddenly stopped, Lucian clinging to both his legs and humping them madly, giggling in a drunken way.

"LUCIAN!! GET OFF OF MEEE!!!!" Viktor yelled, shaking his leg until the lycan finally tumbled off, rolling and laughing.

Suddenly Lucian stopped and stood, looking at Viktor, all traces of intoxication gone. For a moment the two simply starred at each other, and everything was quite, even Marcus paused in a slight paranoia.

Then, music, slowly began. It sounded like maracas, and an acoustic guitar, from south of the border. Before anyone knew what was happening, Lucian and Viktor were in the process of an intimate dance- The Tango!

Neko-neko looked confused at the two, dipping each other, and then at Ran-ran, who was sitting behind a boom box, where the music was being produced.

"Uh… What the hell?" Neko-neko said, sitting beside his friend.

"Eh, don't ask." Ran-ran said, giggling as she caught the entire dance on her video camera.

"What in the hell are you two doing?!" Selene exclaimed as she made her way over to the two teenagers.

"Uh, sitting." Neko-neko stated.

"Yep, fireworks are about to go off, we should really find cover." Ran-ran stated as she looked down at her watch.

"Fireworks? What fireworks?" Selene looked at Ran-ran, then at Neko-neko.

"Can't tell ya!" Neko-neko said, pulling out two black umbrellas, handed one to Ran-ran, then opened his over his head.

"Hope your head is strong." Neko-neko said, shrugging.

Selene looked suspiciously at the building towering over them. What had they done? Her question was answered as there was a sudden bright flash of light, and then the loud explosion as a good number of the windows were blown out, glass raining out on the occupants of the street.

Of course, since the explosion didn't overpower the sound of the music, Viktor and Lucian continued dancing.

"So," Selene started, curious and turning to Neko-neko, "Was that really anthrax that you were holding Marcus hostage with?"

"Huh? Oh, nah. It was just flour." Neko-neko grinned, and laughed.

Selene took in this new information and glared at the teenager, considering killing him, but deciding it best if she didn't. After all, she had a drunken Michael in the back seat of a very expansive car, and she didn't want it to be spoiled by getting vomited on

Author's Note: Short? I know. Crappy ending? They all can't be gems. But that is the end of the sequel, and you can be your ass that there's gonna be a third one! Yay, lets make it a trilogy !