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Angel had called everyone and told them about the VampireSarai situation, they were put on the lookout for her on the streets, since it was way to cloudy for the sun to burn her up if she was to be outside. "You know, maybe this isn't so bad?" Dawn finally considered, "I mean, the vampire did seem a lot like regular Sarai, so maybe she's not totally evil. Maybe she won't do too much damage."

Wesley shook his head, "I doubt it. The past night or so, there's been a rash of brutal vampire attacks, and I am guessing she was behind it. It makes a lot of sense, with her being the child of Angelus and Darla, in every sense of the word."

Talk about what to do next/where to search ensued, which eventually awoke the sleeping teenager in the other room. "What's going on? And what did I say about waking me?" Sarai questioned, coming out of her room.

"There's been a problem," Angel explained, "vampire you has escaped."

"What? Why didn't anyone wake me?" the teenager yelled.

Angel threw his hands in the air, "that's it, I give up. I don't care. As of now, I officially stop trying to understand anything about you," he declared out of frustration.

Little Sarai frowned, "you don't love big me?" she questioned, before turning to her older self, "and you don't like him either, do you? Why? I thought I am a good girl when I grow up," she said, deeply saddened.

Angel and Sarai glanced over at each other. "What are you talking about?" Sarai asked.

"Well, you're always saying things to make him mad, and then me gets mad and says mean things to you like he doesn't care about you anymore."

"Oh, I didn't mean it that way," Angel clarified, "I just meant..."

"He just means we like to bother each other," Sarai interrupted. "I annoy him, he annoys me back, it's all good though. No harm done on either end. There's no not caring, or hating, or any of that stuff going on. We're mad cool with each other, really."

"Yeah," Angel agreed, "we're mad cool with each other," he decided to repeat in an attempt to make the child feel better, despite that she had no idea what that meant.

"NEVER SAY THAT AGAIN!" Sarai screamed as loud as she possibly could, mortified, "now that's just wrong. And sick. It's sick and wrong. Next thing I know you'll be saying 'word'."

"That means to agree, right?" Angel inquired.

"How do you know that! You're not supposed too."

"Ryan explained it to me the other night," Angel answered.

Sarai stared at her boyfriend. "You taught him that? How could you? How would you like if I just went over to your house and taught your father these kinds of things?" she threatened.

"Please don't," the boy begged.

"I wouldn't. I wouldn't do that to you." She turned to her father. "Just never say it again, especially if any of my friends from school are around like with the whole 'that's hot' incident three weeks ago."

"The what incident?" Lindsey asked.

"Never mind," Sarai and Angel said in unison.

"Um, Darkwing, Gosalyn, if you two are done, can we get back to the whole 'search for the vampire on the lose' thing?" Willow decided to say in hopes of getting back on track. She of all people knew how important it was to find your vampire self who's running free in the world.

"Who?" Angel questioned.

"Darkwing Duck, an early 90's cartoon. Darkwing was a crime fighting duck, Gosalyn was his daughter that usually listened to herself before anyone else, they argued quite a bit," Willow explained.

"And Darkwing had a huge ego," Cordy felt a need to point out, as she shot a glare at Angel, to let him know she was still slightly miffed.

"Perfect," Sarai perkily declared, "nice observation, Wills." She took a deep breath. "Well, now I guess I'm off to go vamp finding."

"What? No. You're sick," Angel pointed out.

"Yes, true, but I am also me. And we're looking for me. Ergo I have a better chance of finding me than anyone else," she explained. "Did I just day ergo? Weird. I gotta stop actually doing the reading in English." Angel and Darla both starred at her. "Or I'll continue and be a good student who learns new words," she corrected. "I should get going."

Sarai searched the streets looking for her vampire self. She had no luck. She decided break away from the high profile areas and hit the residential blocks. No sign of her there either. As she walked down on street, standing in a narrow street, but close to the curb, she heard a noise, she turned around and saw a car coming the other direction, way to close to the left, very close to where she was. Luckily the car was going slow enough for her to get out of the way, however in that process she tripped over the curb and landed in a pile of garbage put out by the owner of the house she was in front of. Sarai was covered in garbage and pissed about it. "Crap!" she yelled, as it started to rain. There was laughing behind her. Sarai turned around to see a girl standing in the doorway of the home she was in front of. The girl was Brianna Williams; Sarai's arch-nemesis.

"Love the look, Sarai!" Brianna yelled out to her, still laughing.

Sarai took a deep breath to prevent herself from throttling the girl, and then decided to go home.

Back at the penthouse, Lindsey, and Dawn were there watching little Sarai and everyone else was out searching for VampireSarai. "Another slice?" Lindsey offered as he and Dawn ate the pizza that finally arrived. She accepted.

Darla and Angel walked in, "we just covered two miles, and nothing," Angel announced.

"Have either of you heard from Sarai?" Darla asked. Dawn shook her head. They turned to Lindsey who was jaw-dropped. "What?" Darla questioned. He pointed back to the door where garbage covered, and wet, Sarai stood. When everyone else saw, their faces matched his.

"What happened?" Dawn asked.

Sarai laughed bitterly. "The universe needs to die in its own vomit, that's what!" she yelled. "There I was, minding my own business when all of a sudden I see this car, not driving on the wrong side of the street coming towards me because they were ninety and should've had their licence taken about twenty years ago or something, they could barely see over the wheel too, I might add. So I dive out of the way so I wouldn't be old-people-kill and I tripped onto the sidewalk. Of course, OF COURSE it's too much trouble for people to put their damn garbage in a can, so there was trash bags, open trash bags! and junk where I fell! But it doesn't end there. Oh now. Nearly being killed and falling into the trash just wasn't enough. Nope, because I am of course the universes bitch, it didn't end there. Guess what happened! GUESS!" she yelled, but resumed before anyone could speak, "there was a witness to my humiliation. Not just any witness either, because that would've been to easy, no, there she was, Brianna Williams, the evil slut queen..."

"Also known as Ryan's girlfriend before Sarai," Dawn felt the need to point out to the adults.

"That has nothing to do with it!" Sarai insisted. "She's still an evil slut queen who always makes fun of me/baby jokes, for being two years younger than the other seniors."

"And she's Ryan's ex," Dawn re-enforced, knowing that was what the feud was rooted in.

"She was there! She saw all the garbage-filled action!" The teenager went on to exclaim. "Seriously the entire universe should die... just die!"

Angel pulled her close to him, "there, there. Calm down, princess. I know..."

"No, you don't know," Sarai interrupted. "You don't know what it's like. What it's like to constantly being screwed over and put in awkward situations on nearly a daily basis. Even when you're trying to do something good. No. The person who might have any idea how I feel is Larry David."

"Who?" Angel asked.

"Larry David. The only person who the world seems to hate as much as me."

"What? From the TV show?" Lindsey chuckled.

"Yup," she answered. "You watch it?"

"I've seen it a few times here and there. It's okay."

"Okay? It's fantabulous. Like almost, Seinfeld fantabulous, which isn't surprising of course."

"Friends is better than Seinfeld," Dawn muttered.

"Is not. It's very good, but not better."

"Is too."

"Is not."

"Okay, what are you all talking about?" Darla asked.

"Something about TV," Angel guessed.

"I know that," she replied.

"Never mind," Sarai shook her head.

"What's this girls address?" Darla then asked her daughter.

"Huh?"

"That girl you were saying is mean too you. What's her address? I'll make sure she never, ever does it again."

Sarai smiled, "really?" Darla nodded. "Thanks. That's so sweet. But it's okay, I can handle her."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. But I totally love the offer."

"If you change your mind the offer will still be available."

"Thank you, mommy."

Angel's cell phone went off. He answered it. Said 'okay' and 'thanks' a few times and then hung up. "That was Faith and Gunn," he announced, "and the vampire you is at, um... that place you're always at Sarai. Friendly Burger?"

"Frenzy Burger," Sarai corrected.

"Yeah. There."

"You don't have to come," Angel told her, "in fact, I don't think you should. You're looking very pale."

"And I smell like trash," Sarai added. "I am going to shower. Have fun."

Darla, Angel, and this time Lindsey left for the capture of VampireSarai.

TBC

A/N: Up next: VampireSarai is captured. And new information is learned about both VampireSarai and Little Sarai. Oh yeah and the show with Lary David thatSarai was referring to was 'Curb Your Enthusiasm' for those who may not know.

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