Finally! This took awhile. Thanks of course to everyone who read, reviewed, favorited, and all that good stuff!

This chapter is dedicated to RascalKat and Dad.

I do not own My Babsitter's A Vampire. Or Velcro.

That Tuesday afternoon, the group made jumping catches for gifts the twins tossed their way. All excepted Erica, who wondered how the others could have so much fun with nothing but Ryellie's brand new trampoline, practically the only thing in the backyard. Sarah's tiny bounces were a caution, as she didn't truly know the extent of her vampire strength. Ethan found them adorable.

"Not that I'm complaining, but why do we get presents?" Ryellie asked. "It's closer to your birthday than any of ours."

Reegan and Rae smiled at the mention of their nearing birthday. "We know," Rae said. "but this is to thank you for helping us fight our battle."

"We're sorry about Grayson." Reegan told everyone. She wanted to say so much more, but it was obvious she didn't like talking about him. Most of the group was surprised she could utter a sincere apology.

Despite his sympathy, Benny asked: "What does he want from you?"

She shrugged honestly in reply. Her tone was so soft it was almost scary. "He may not even really know. He just likes to toy with people, but he's grown tired of us. We probably won't see him for awhile."

I can't believe we met someone more annoying than Jesse and Rory combined. Benny thought, while Ethan wondered if anything Reegan had just told them was the truth.

"What exactly are his powers?" Ethan asked aloud.

Reegan sighed as she replied. "I don't know the extent of his abilities, but he can see your strongest memories and… make you relive them."

He nodded. "That explains the vision overload."

"And the asthma attack." Rory chimed in, making the others shake off a shudder.

"As long as we're giving presents…" Ryellie whispered, trying to keep everyone else's attention off of her. Benny turned to her, and she continued by handing him something.

A spell book, small enough to fit in the palm of his hand. "I probably should've gotten you a magnifying glass too, but I found this and figured you could use it."

Ethan answered for Benny, with a question. "Why, because his own didn't cause enough trouble?"

In response, Ryellie just blinked, which told him that she hadn't been around long enough to know what he meant.

"Thanks. Where'd you find this?" Benny asked, curious.

"My basement." Ryellie replied.

"It wasn't in a double-locked chest, was it?" With that, Ryellie looked completely lost. "We're gonna have to tell you that story." Ethan and Sarah nodded in agreement.

"Hey!" Reegan shouted, sounding rather angry. Everyone looked up. Some concerned, some scared, and one indifferent. "Open your presents, and stop having your own personal conversations, there are five other people here."

Realizing that comment was directed at him, Ethan couldn't help but get defensive. Reegan had that effect on people. "It's them!" He pointed to Benny and Ryellie-who were too absorbed in the new spell book to care-and then stopped when he realized how he must've looked, thanks to the laughter.

Reegan's complaining gave her cousin an idea. "That reminds me." Ryellie said, springing up and running inside. Trying-unsuccessfully-to channel her newly acquired vampire speed.

When she returned, her friends followed, seeing that she was headed towards Ethan's house.

"So, apparently she has a plan." Benny said as they practically chased after Ryellie, since she didn't slow down. "Any idea what that is?"

Ethan shrugged in response. "Let's go find out."

"One more for the collection." Ryellie told Jane, handing her a sea foam green stuffed rabbit with patches on the ears and feet made from denim material. The same one from her drawing, Benny noted. When she did this, her cousins pulled her aside before Jane had a chance to thank her.

"How can you bare to part with the toy you've had since birth?" Rae questioned, shocked. Ryellie was about to give what she thought was the obvious answer: "It's Jane."

Reegan spoke before she could get a word out, though. "You call drawings, clovers, stuff you find in the basement and hand-me-downs presents? See, this is why you need a job."

"So, how do you hold off the hunger for so long Ryellie? What's the secret? Are you some kind of miracle worker, or have you been sneaking some rats?"

Sarah rolled her eyes playfully when she heard Erica's question, knowing it was a reference to her. The three girls were sitting in Ryellie's living room the following afternoon, right after school. Sarah planned to take Ryellie shopping, but Erica decided she had better things to do. Even if she was glad the shopping trip could mean that Ryellie might stop wearing picnic blankets as dresses. As far as she was concerned, Ryellie could use a stylist. Sarah was the perfect choice for the job.

Ryellie laughed, but she didn't laugh off the question. "I haven't been sneaking rats." She answered, clearly disgusted. "I asked Grandma for blood substitute." Seeing Erica's expression-one that read 'gutless'-Ryellie elaborated. "I have this theory about blood: bad smell, worse taste."

"It can't possibly taste worse than blood substitute." Erica argued. Then, she mumbled: "You are the world's weirdest vampire." She may have been trying to get on Ryellie's nerves, but the effort was pointless. She brushed it all off.

"I know I'm weird, and I'm proud of that, but I'm not a vampire."

Seeing that Sarah had found her keys and was ready to go, Erica knew she had one last chance to get under Ryellie's skin. "Not yet, but you'll crack under the pressure."

Ryellie didn't respond. She just walked out the door and followed Sarah to her car, while Erica headed in another direction.

Sarah watched Ryellie scan the store they stood in, like she was in another world.

"Besides boots and jewelry, I've only ever bought fabric." Ryellie admitted. "Nothing… readymade." She said, unable to find the right word. Sarah laughed lightly at the explanation, but she understood. Ryellie was shy in virtually everything she did, but that didn't stunt her creativity.

"Well, you don't have to buy anything. I just figured this would be a nice way to… unwind after all the craziness."

Ryellie nodded in a way that implied she felt a pang of sadness upon being reminded of what happened. "Thanks, Sarah."

"No problem."

After nearly an hour of chatting and just looking around, Ryellie found a dress she liked. It was black with paint splatters and spaghetti straps, a major contrast to the plain pale yellow one she had been wearing.

Ryellie shyly modeled the new dress in the tri-fold mirror. "Always a dress, huh?" Sarah asked.

Ryellie gave a defensive sort of shrug. "They make me feel pretty." Like you. Her thoughts added. It's not like I can pull off jackets the way you do.

Sarah's answer echoed Ryellie's next thought. "They're like your signature. Your fashion staple." She added jokingly. "You must really love them."

"You have no idea." Ryellie replied, still facing the mirror. With only her own reflection looking back. Once again, Sarah spoke her thoughts.

"I wonder how many other rules you break." Sarah didn't have to specify what rules she was referring to. Although, it wouldn't have mattered if she did. No one else was around.

"So do I." Ryellie told her, still staring at herself. The stare went blank when she spoke again. "But I don't really wanna find out."

Sarah blinked, baffled. "I gotta say, I'm a little surprised. You love magic." Ryellie heard Sarah's statement as a question: 'You don't find vampires magical? You don't find me special?' She had to rephrase herself, she didn't want to upset Sarah.

"Yeah, I do. But I'm not meant for it. Otherwise, I'd be a shape shifter." Sarah didn't know what to say. The way Ryellie was looking at herself, it was as if she thought she didn't belong in her own world.

Though that was only on the surface. Sarah could tell Ryellie worried how the change would affect everyone else too. That made her realize they weren't the only ones who needed a diversion.

"Do you guys not like this place?" Ryellie asked her friends, going by their faces.

Sarah had called Ethan after shopping, and word quickly spread that the plan was to meet up at Lotta Latte.

Everyone but the twins looked a little uneasy. Except Erica, who just looked like she didn't want to be there. With a reputation to uphold, Sarah and the twins didn't exactly make up for the fact that she was surrounded by dorks.

"It's not that." Ethan assured Ryellie.

"It's just weird to think back on how not that long ago, this place was crawling with zombies." Benny added in a hushed voice, laughing at the pun he made. He felt the need to explain what he found funny. "Get it? 'Cause zombies are slow." Ryellie gave him a smile, mostly out of pity, since no one laughed along.

"It's also weird that I didn't even know what a latte was." Rory said, making Ryellie purse her lips in confusion.

"I still don't know what a latte is." She admitted. The boys had to laugh. She was so much like them in some ways.

"And we still don't know what we're doing here." The twins reminded the others. Though Rae was the only one who said so jokingly.

Sarah spoke up. "I just thought everyone needed to relax after…" Her voice trailed off, but no one needed her to finish her sentence. They knew what she meant, they had all been there.

"How're we gonna do that?" The twins asked. At this point, the others exchanged amused glances. Except for Ryellie. She was used to it, but had to admit her cousins had a talent for talking in unison.

Seeing Sarah shrug, Rae said: "Ooh, I know," answering her own question. "We can play Truth or Dare."

"Here?" Ethan replied, with a tone that implied he didn't think that was such a good idea.

Reegan rejected that right away. "No, not here. There are people around, we don't wanna embarrass ourselves."

"Too late." Erica told her, motioning to the boys.

Benny didn't react to Erica, used to hearing comments like that from her, but he looked at Reegan as if he was rather disappointed. "You've gotta stop setting her up to say stuff like that."

Reegan chuckled in reply. "So, are you guys up for Truth or Dare or not?" She asked.

At first, no one answered. Then, Sarah said: "Sure, I'll play." She missed the game, and she still had a dare to do, not that she liked that the dare was attached to her first kiss with Ethan.

"Yeah, me too." Ethan decided, to nobody's surprise.

Benny looked at Ryellie. "Are you in?"

She shrugged, clearly nervous. "Are you?"

Before he could give an answer-one which he wasn't sure of-Reegan cut in, telling him: "Truth is, Ry doesn't dare."

"Clever." Ryellie retorted. Ignoring the sneer her cousin sent her, she added: "I'll play." With that, whether or not Benny was in the game was no longer a question. It was a definite yes.

Rory and Erica's answers were the only ones the twins were waiting on.

"Seriously?" That blunt response didn't come from the person the group would've expected it to. The others turned to Rory. "Isn't Truth or Dare kinda… overrated? Where's the excitement?"

"Rory, after what we just went through, I really don't think we're looking for excitement." Ethan pointed out.

"Well, we don't want it to be boring." He argued. "We should mix it up a bit."

"How?" Benny questioned.

"Take away the option?" Erica guessed, thinking she might consider playing if that was the case.

"Exactly!" Rory said, surprised but happy that they had the same thought. "Each turn everyone answers a truth question and takes a dare."

"This should be interesting." Ethan commented, noticing that Ryellie looked uncomfortable. Reegan was right. When it came to the game, the only thing Ryellie dared to do was tell the truth, being that she never lied.

"We should change our location after every turn." Ryellie suggested. "So we're not cooped up inside all day." She figured she would need fresh are to survive the game. Her cousin interrupted her before anyone had a chance to comment.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever." Reegan said, quickly growing impatient. "Let's just play, alright?" She asked, looking to Erica.

"I'll humor you." She decided. The group was all in.

"Where to first?" Sarah asked.

Ryellie sat on her bedroom floor. The group was in a circle. They'd sat down without regard to placement, the twins' orders. Which is how Ryellie ended up with Ethan to her left, and Rory to her right. Not that she minded.

"Okay." Reegan said. "I say whoever's closest to the door goes first, and we'll go clockwise from there. Deal?"

"Deal." Benny agreed enthusiastically, since the door was right behind him. A sly smile crept across his face, until Ethan wiped it off with what he said next.

"There are two doors in this room." He pointed out. Which everyone besides Erica could attest to. For a second, this made Benny a tad bit grumpy, but Reegan made it clear that Ethan's point hadn't changed her thinking.

"Yeah, Ethan. And you're sitting in front of the wrong one." She replied, pointing to the one she'd been referring to for clarification, bringing Benny's smile back. Reegan scoffed. "I don't know what you're so happy about."

"You really don't get what goes through our minds, do you?" Rae asked Benny. Then she let him in on what was really going on: "You're the victim."

"Victim?" He echoed, in a voice reflecting everyone else's confusion. Then he caught on. "Wait, I'm the one being dared?"

"Or… 'truthed'." Rae answered weakly, while her sister laughed. "Whichever comes first."

"That's so backwards!" Benny objected.

"But it's more fun that way." Reegan told him. "Now, who wants to 'Truth & Dare' Benny?"

"I will." Erica said. Ryellie had to wonder how much damage that could do, but Benny didn't look threatened. Since Erica was sitting right next to him, he turned to her.

"Dare me." He challenged.

She didn't have to think about what she would say. "Since Ryellie's so into art, make her a masterpiece," That sounded easy enough, but it was too harmless. Benny knew there had to be more to the dare. He waited for Erica to finish. "but you have to do it by super-gluing stuff to the wall." She said, pointing to the one behind Ethan.

"What?" It was all Benny could think to say, while most of the others laughed, thinking Ryellie wouldn't like that too much.

"If you don't take the dare, you're out." Reegan warned.

Ryellie looked over at him. "It's too plain." She said, regarding the wall. Giving him the okay.

With that, Benny headed to her art studio, and came back with a box of odds and ends-or inspirations, as Ryellie like to call them-to work with. The twins provided the superglue, and within minutes, the light neon orange wall was decorated with an empty perfume bottle, pieces of Velcro, multicolored feathers, an artificial lilac Benny couldn't help but smile at, a pin cushion, a brown paper bag, and a small rubber duck among other things. The best part? Benny had arranged all the objects in a way that spelled out Ryellie's name.

"Aw, how cute." Rae complimented. Ryellie said the same thing, but just with her eyes. Benny caught the message.

Erica's chuckles got louder when she asked: "Why's your hand still on the wall?"

"'Cause it's stuck." Benny admitted in a mumble.

"You glued yourself to the wall?" Ethan asked, slipping into laughs as well.

"And you call me dumb." Rory said. With that, nearly the whole room was in stitches.

"Hey!" That quiet but sharp scream made heads turn. Everyone's eyes were on Ryellie. "Maybe he did it on purpose. He is a work of art."

While words like that made Benny's heart melt, they didn't get his hand unstuck from the wall. With his free hand, he reached into his pocket for his new spell book. Looking for anything that might help. Seconds and a spell later, he was no longer glued to the wall. He rejoined the group in the circle, and they all looked at him. "What?"

"Should we be concerned?" It took Benny a few seconds to understand what Ethan's question meant. Apparently, most of people in the room assumed Benny hadd blundered the spell somehow, and that it was going to come back to bite them. Ryellie and the twins hadn't been in town long enough to see his magic in action, and form an opinion of their own.

"No. It's a separation spell." Benny said, gesturing to himself. "I'm separated. No big deal."

"Unless you neglected to read the fine pint." Ethan argued.

Benny replied with a laugh. "Have you seen this book?" He asked, practically shoving it in Ethan's face. Making him flinch. "It's all fine print." Ryellie would have apologized for that-even though it wasn't her fault the book had been made pint-sized-but Benny actually seemed amused by it.

Erica was the only one who was annoyed. "Can we get on with the game, already?"

"You're boring a vampire to death." Reegan teased.

Benny ignored her and waited for Erica's truth question. He half-expected her to drop a bomb on him.

"Name something you hate about Ryellie." She certainly met his expectations.

"Brutal." The twins commented, though Reegan was laughing. Ryellie bit her tongue while Benny, Ethan and Sarah sent Erica half-baffled, half-outraged stares. Rory was curious to hear the answer, but not exactly happy about the 'question'. Erica just waited, stoic.

"Nothing." Benny replied finally. He had to answer, or else he'd be out of the game. Erica had something to say about that.

"Then why did it take you so long to answer?"

That question only brought more hesitation. Benny looked at Ryellie before he spoke. "I could never hate anything about you." He turned to Erica when he continued "And you're evil for asking that question." The chorus of laughs he got in reply did nothing to drown out the word that sounded sharp enough to slice through it. "But-"

Everyone stared at Benny. They hadn't expected him to have anything more to say. "Don't all look at me like that." His tone was defensive toward everyone else but Ryellie. To her, he sounded cautious. He hoped she knew him well enough to see that he was only asking for a chance to explain himself, not trying to offend her in any way.

"I was just gonna say that I always wondered something, and it bothers me that I never asked."

Ryellie mentally breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, okay. What is it?"

"Do you only wear dresses?" Benny only asked because that's all he ever saw her in. He could tell by the expressions on most of his friends' faces that they'd been wondering the same thing. By the way the twins giggled, he guessed there was something he'd missed. And with how Ryellie hesitated in answering, it was obvious to everyone that she was slightly embarrassed.

"Yeah, dresses are definitely my thing. I've never been much of a pants person."

None of her friends could help snickering. "Pants person?" Ethan and Benny echoed, exchanging odd glances, wondering if they'd caught on to the twins' habit.

"She doesn't even own a pair!" Reegan told the group. Louder laughter ensued.

Ryellie closed her eyes, half-wishing she could disappear. Something so simple made her feel like an outcast, even in the group she hung around with. A hand overlapping hers sent her eyes flying open. She caught sight of an encouraging smile from Benny, and instantly calmed down. Even when a pang of guilt made him pull back. Rules were rules.

Ryellie looked at her cousins. "Does that count as my truth question?"

"No." Reegan replied, flat out.

"Wait your turn." Rae insisted. Then, in a-surprisingly-taunting sort of tone, she added: "Erica's next." Rules were rules.

"This isn't the order we first sat down in." Ethan said to the group. He could tell because he sat between Erica and Rae this time around, on his front porch. The others were grouped on the steps below the three of them, forming a semi-circle.

"Why are we outside?" Rory wondered aloud.

Because I would have a heart attack if I was given a dare somewhere there isn't anyone to hear me scream. Ryellie thought in reply. She didn't want to back down from the game, but she had a feeling she wouldn't last through the first round.

"Because I can take anything you guys throw at me, and I don't care who sees." Erica answered casually.

"Wanna bet?" Sarah countered. She sounded very confident.

"Do your worst." Erica told her, not at all threatened.

"Okay." She said, pausing for dramatic effect. "How 'bout you tell Rory the truth about why you stood him up Saturday?"

Erica groaned. She wanted to respond with: "How 'bout no?" But saying that would get her outed from the game. She didn't want to have to reflect on the-very-short-lived relationship she and Rory had had, but she also didn't want to go back on what she'd just told the others either.

Erica wasn't going to make her answer some heartfelt confession. Especially since the truth wasn't so pretty. She looked around at the group as she spoke. (Which would've been rather difficult if she wasn't on the top step.) At Rae, Ethan, Sarah, Benny, Reegan, Ryellie and finally Rory, who was basically right next to her, although he was sitting one step below her. "I know you all probably heard what I said to Grayson when I was in the middle of rescuing Rory." She said the last part of her sentence almost as if that had been an inconvenience. "That wasn't our first encounter. Neither was Saturday night, and that's all I'm gonna say about it."

Sarah wanted to argue-knowing that was nowhere close to the whole truth-but that's how Erica was. Rory wasn't bothered. Not by her. Grayson was an entirely different story, and because of that, Rory felt he had to make Erica a promise.

"I'll protect you from now on, my vampire vixen. Just like I saved Ryellie!" Benny rolled his eyes. In his opinion, Rory was really letting that go to his head. Partially because he felt the knight in shining armor role should've gone to him instead, but also because promises like that were a prime example of Rory being Rory.

To the others, besides Erica, it was clear that Rory wasn't over her. Which came as no shock. As Erica saw it, Rory was still his same old, stupid self.

"I'm the one who saved you from Grayson." She reminded him.

"He caught me off guard." Rory said, trying to come across as defensive, but his tone sounded defeated. He didn't want anyone to think he wasn't strong enough to protect Erica. When that thought sparked an idea, his facial expression gave that away.

"I dare you to see if you really could take me in a fight." He told her. Most of the others laughed, thinking Rory had to be joking, but not understanding the way he phrased the dare since they hadn't been there for the original conversation.

"I thought it was my turn to do the daring." Sarah said, disappointed. She didn't know why she always got so into Reegan, Rae and Ryellie's games.

"And I thought you still had a few functioning brain cells. My mistake." Erica said to Rory. "I am not gonna fight you."

"You wouldn't fight Rory if you had the chance?" Sarah asked her best friend, even though she had just said that. Although, it was possible she just didn't feel like it. Most could say they were sure Erica would jump at the chance to fight Rory if she had the energy.

"Does that count as my second truth question? Would it count as a dare if you dared me to answer it?"

"You can't have a second truth question," Benny said. "That's against the rules!"

"You don't make the rules, Benny." Reegan argued.

"I thought Rory did. It's called Truth & Dare!"

Sarah nodded in agreement, and then looked back at Erica. "Just 'cause I'm curious about how you'd answer that question, I dare you to."

Erica gave nod, but didn't look at Sarah when she answered. Instead, she turned to Rory. "I know I could take you in a fight, I don't have to prove that to anyone." Her tone softened along with her expression when she added: "I couldn't hurt you if I wanted to."

"Why am I going next? It's not even my turn." Sarah said, as she sat down in the grass with the rest of group at the park. When Reegan had complained about there being no blanket to sit on, Erica told her to blame Ryellie, since she had probably turned it into a dress. That made Reegan giggle, but what Sarah said made her eyebrows raise. The twins were surprised, since Sarah was always so eager to play their games, and she had a knack for them.

What she said next made it all make sense. "Ethan's supposed to go." The two of them were sitting so close, it seemed they were attached at the hip.

"He'll get his turn." Rae assured Sarah.

"And I'll get my revenge." Erica added jokingly, acting like her own turn had been torture.

"You can't, you already went once this round." Sarah reminded her.

"True." Erica agreed, coming to her own decision. "Benny, you should dare her." No one seemed to object. (Too scared to say anything, Erica guessed.) Except Sarah.

"Do you have to dare me first?" Sarah asked Benny, slipping into a whine. "Don't I have a choice?"

He shrugged slightly. "You know my truth question is just gonna be related to the dare, right?" By Sarah's translation, that meant: "Either way, you're trapped."

"No!" She refused, as she stood up suddenly. Only Benny found this response appropriate. Her other friends, as well as the people in the park, just stared at her-and her clenched fists and frown-wondering where that outburst came from.

"Sarah, if you don't take the dare, you're out of the game." Benny didn't say this in a teasing way, his tone was more surprised. In his shock, he couldn't help what came out of his mouth next. "You would rather lose a game in the first round than kiss your own boyfriend?"

With that, Rory and the twins reacted with a collective "Whoa." Except Erica, who rolled her eyes, and Ryellie and Ethan who looked between both Benny and Sarah blankly, not knowing what to feel.

"I guess so." Sarah answered finally, in a hushed voice. The others were totally silenced and Ethan-almost involuntarily-hung his head.

Hoping no one noticed, he lightened up for the sake of saving the game and said: "My turn."

"Have you thought of something yet?" Ryellie whispered, while sat between her cousins. "Try to make the dare funny." She advised Reegan, figuring Ethan needed some cheering up, based on the look on his face after Sarah opted for out over kissing him. And the walk they all had to take to get to Rae's preferred spot in the forest.

"Okay, Ethan. I've kept you waiting long enough, so… I dare you to-" Reegan trailed off while looking around the forest for inspiration. "Propose to that tree." She finished, pointing to a random one. Possibly the saddest looking tree in all of Whitechapel. Next to it, Ethan seemed euphoric.

"Alright." He replied, his tone of voice substituting for a weird look. He stood up and walked over to the sad-looking, half-dead tree. The entire group followed. "At least no one is around to see this." He mumbled, sighing.

In response to that, Erica pulled out her phone and started recording, while silencing Rory's snickering with a death stare, fearful that he would give away her position. By the look on Benny's face, she'd read his mind.

Ethan cleared his throat, and spoke in a lovesick tone. "I've come to you today with an extremely sensitive situation. Here's the root of my problem," Ethan kept talking over choruses of chuckles. "and trust me, this is not a shady deal. I'd like to extend an olive branch, so we can be joined together in marriage."

"It's almost scary how many tree puns Ethan knows." Reegan thought aloud, making Rae outright shush her, caught up in the moment.

"I've been pining over you." Ethan continued, as he got down on one knee and pantomimed taking a ring box out of his pocket and opening it. "Please accept this… annual ring."

"Annual?" Rory repeated. "I don't even get that one."

Reegan glared at him, getting dragged into the moment along with her sister. "If you wanna keep those fangs in your moth, shut it!"

Startled by Reegan's sharp whisper, Rory's automatic reaction was to hide behind Erica. "That's manly." She told him sarcastically, not turning around, so she could continue getting her footage. "I'm so confident you'll protect me."

"I can handle psychos with… memory powers, but Reegan's scary."

"Hush. Now." The twins warned, as Ethan finished his proposal. Sarah had been staring at the back of his head the entire time, keeping her arms crossed.

"Please say 'yes', or I will never leaf you alone." That pun seemed to tickle everyone's funny bone. Rory especially, since he laughed so hard he fell down. Which made Erica laugh so hard she cried.

"That's love." Ryellie mouthed. Only Benny read her lips, and he chuckled good-naturedly in reply. Then he walked over to Ethan.

"Well, I know if the tree was either one of the twins, you'd have a wife."

"Thanks." Ethan replied half-heartedly, not exactly sure how to respond.

"What?" Benny asked, seeing right through his act. "Are you still mad at me about Sarah's dare? Or do you still expect the separation spell to backfire?"

Since neither situation made him feel very good, Ethan had to be honest. "Kinda both."

"Well, I don't know how to apologize for the dare, and I don't need to apologize for the spell. Nothing's gonna happen." Benny stressed.

Ethan didn't answer him. Ethan couldn't answer, because he wasn't there. Not since Benny had blinked a split second ago. Ethan was gone, along with Sarah and the twins.

While Rory's eyes darted back and forth in confusion and Erica felt a headache coming on, Benny exhaled heavily in frustration. "Great. Ethan jinxed it."

Ryellie giggled in reply, even though she felt too worried to actually mean it. "I really need to get you that magnifying glass…"

Thanks for reading, PLEASE REVIEW! Favorite part? Anything to eleborate on? I have A LOT of ideas for next chapter, but I do need help figuring out what gifts the twins got for everyone. Any ideas would be great. I'll update ASAP! =]