"Poe! Please hurry up and stop goggling at the girls! If we don't find Laddie soon, you know David--not to mention the rest of them as well--is going to absolutely kill us!" Emily hissed, glaring daggers at her brother. Quickly she rolled her eyes as she watched his own nearly falling out of his sockets while drooling over some chick in a bikini. Normally this would not be seen as normal behavior for a ten year old boy, but after being around Paul for four years, it wasn't rare to see Poe chasing after girls. Giving Emily a look of loathing, he gave a hasty goodbye before dropping his skateboard onto the ground and rolling up to her. The teenage girl he had been talking to shook her head and turned to a friend. No doubt they were talking about how odd it was, being flirted with by such a young boy.

"Come on, I was just talking. Why can't you ever leave me alone?" Poe asked, a scornful look in his eyes as the two of them made their way down the street, him skating at a slow pace while she walked quickly at his side.

Looking over at him--if looks could kill...--Emily snorted before shaking her head. "Think about it! If we don't find Laddie you know they are absolutely going to be furious. If you had been paying attention!"

"And what about you? You were just as close to him as I was, so don't start with me," he scoffed before looking around towards the store titles before turning back towards her. "I don't think we're going to find his like this. Let's hit the shops quickly, see if we find anything, alright?"

As much as Emily dreaded agreeing with her brother, she nodded solemnly. "Fine, let's start at Max's video store," was her quick response, barely allowing him a victorious punch in the air. "Work our way down, ask if they've seen him. But if we don't find him, I'm warning you--I'm blaming you."

Poe gave a look that clearly showed he had no intention of her allowing to do that before he stepped into the small shop that belonged to their vampire leader. They were certain of it, atleast. After all, the rest of the guys seemed rather chummy with them. Giving Max a small nod, he continued to turn around the corners with Emily straight behind them.

Casually walking over to the end of the counter where Maria was, he looked towards them with an expectant smile. "Have either of you two seen Laddie this evening?"

It didn't take them long to realize that Max's mind was on other things, ignoring them while leaving to the back room. Turning their gazes directly on Maria, they hammed up their smiles, trying their best to look innocent. This wouldn't work, otherwise.

The moment her frown weighed down the usually prominant smile on her face, they knew instantly she hadn't. "Sorry guys, I haven't seen him. Or any of the others for that matter. Maybe you could ask ar--oh, wait. Here they are," was her response, obviously shocked as the rest of them--David, Dwayne, Paul, and Marko--strode in, announced by the chains on their leather ensembles.

"Don't ask them, okay?" Emily begged as she pulled Poe down with her to be hidden behind the counter. Laughing lightly, Maria nodded before straightening up, turning back to the approaching boys. She may not know them to be vampires, but she wasn't oblivious as to who they were.

Taking the opportunity, the two practically crawled towards the doorway, listening for any signs of an approaching vampire. As they finally found the doorway, they scrambled out quickly, satisfied that the other two most likely hadn't seen them.

As the two made their way down the street, a hysteria of laughter that had suddenly hit them fading away, they paused as they saw the comic book store. Exchanging a glance, they both waited for the other to make a first move. The boys had always warned them never to enter the room, but had never bothered to explain why. Needless to say, it ticked them off rather badly.

"Oh, for God's sake," Poe rolled his eyes, tucking the board under one arm before grabbing Emily's forearm, tugging her along beside him. "They're just a bunch of idiots with dozed off parents. They don't even know who we are, what are they going to do?" he asked, shooting a glance at her. And exasperated sigh reached his lips when he noted her still uncertain look. "C'mon!"

As the two of them walked through the opening, cringing at the rather disgusting group of new aged Surf Nazis--according to Paul, they had been through several generations, passing through parents--they exchanged another look as they walked through the nearly empty store.

"Come on, Poe, let's go. You know they're going to kill us if they catch us here. They made us promise, and you know they hardly let us leave the cave as it is," Emily whined, eyes wide as she pleaded with her brother to do as she pleaded.

"Emily, stop it. Do you want to find Laddie or not?" he questioned, and as he stopped turning to face her, he nodded at her expression of defeat. "I thought so, now hurry up."

While the two slowly walked down the aisles, they both walked closer to the shelves when they saw the sleeping couple who were standing before a TV playing Nosferatu.

Poe quickly collected his composure, looking around as he cleared his throat. "Laddie--Laddie, are you here?" he called out as they turned one aisle and looked down another. Shrugging as he looked towards Emily, he frowned slightly. "All I can say is that we are so dead."

"And why is that something I don't doubt?" came a voice that cause both of them to spin towards the voice, now face to face with two boys in combat clothes while a boy behind them stared, obviously confused.

Sucking in their breath, Emily coughed slightly before looking at them, tilting her head to the side as she stared wonderingly at the black haired one that had spoken. "What is that supposed to mean?" she questioned, eyes wide as she looked towards them. She had never heard anyone comment something of the sort to her.

"Don't play stupid, we know what you are," the boy snorted, rolling his eyes. "It's so obvious. What, don't tell me you've spent your whole life in Alaska..."

"Well, actually," Poe began, shooting Emily a grin at his comment. He knew it would pause them for a bit. Besides, the cave did get rather cold at night.

Rolling his eyes, the blonde with a headband wrapped through his hair stepped forward. "That's enough. We know who you are, we've seen you with them."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Emily asked, casting furtive glances around at them. "Who do you see us around?" she asked suspiciously, half hoping she could get them out of there without many more questions.

"The vampires of Santa Carla."

"You're crazy," Poe began, shaking his head in disbelief. They couldn't possibly know--sure, after what the boys had told them, but still...

"You guys have no idea what you're talking about. You think we're vampires?" Emily asked, jaw slightly dropped, hoping she was convincing enough. "They're our brothers," was all she replied, turning towards Poe and grabbing his wrist, having to pull him towards the door with her. "Poe, come on!" she insisted as he resisted, causing him to slowly start moving. "We need to find Laddie!"

Giving the rest of them a quick glare, Poe turned around, racing out with Emily, the two of them looking back continuously until they were certain that the three boys weren't following them. "What the hell was that all about?" he asked, eyes wide. There was no way they had just been accused of being vampires. Sure, they weren't turned yet, but no one should know either way.

"I don't know, but we have to find David. We have to tell them!" Emily replied, breathing course as she clutched her hands together to stop them from shaking.

"And what do we do, just leave Laddie to walk around here?" Poe demanded, eyes flashing towards her. "If one of the Surf Nazis find him, you know how that will end. They adore picking on little kids."

Shooting Poe a withering glance, Emily finally sighed. "Fine, but if we don't find him in half an hour, we're checking the cave."