Chapter Sixteen:
The next morning, Angela was smiling when she went to break fast. "What are you so happy about?" Skinner asked moodily as she entered the room.
"I've figured the whole thing out," she said vaguely. "Now, we can go destroy Dracula."
The League looked at her sceptically. "And how do you propose we do that?" Mina asked.
"By going to his castle in Transylvania," she began, biting into an apple, "you all destroying what minions he has there, and allowing me to sink a stake into his greasy black heart."
"What about Mina?" Jekyll asked, concerned.
Angela swallowed her apple and said, "I've got it figured out. You just need to give me some time to make the arrangements, then we can go."
"Well, aren't you the happy-go-lucky-bunny this morning?" Skinner muttered.
Suddenly Angela was beside him and whispering in his ear, "I'm not the one who tried to kill myself last night, though." She smiled at him, then nearly skipped as she left the room with her half-eaten apple.