I am forever in the debt of Ozuma thy Awesome for helping me with this chapter. I had total writers block and he gave me some excellent ideas. Dude, I really can't thank you enough. I am now your slave.
Disclaimer:
SL: *Comes down from the ceiling on one of those rope things in the spy movies* Stevey Baby, you'll have your pot roast soon!
Evra: Oh, no, he won't. *Cuts my rope*
Darren: *Catches me so I don't land on Steve* What should I do with her, Evra?
Evra: Lock her in the cage.
SL: *A cage appears out of the floorboards* Where did that come from?
Darren: *Throws me in the cage and locks me in* Sorry, SL-nee-sama, this is for your own good.
Chibi Steve: WHERE'S MY *BEEP*ING POT ROAST?
SL: Now, now, Steve. What did we say about language?
Evra: Hey! The whole point of us seperating you two is so that you don't talk to him.
Darren: SL-nee-sama doesn't own The Saga of Darren Shan, any of it's characters or the epic ideas that Ozuma thy Awesome gave to her.
What's wrong with me? Xina thought. Why is it that everything I do upsets Xan? Unable to hold back her tears any longer, she curled up into a ball and cried her eyes out.
"Xina?" A familiar voice was calling her name. She looked up.
"Evra?"
"What's wrong?" Evra asked, taking a seat next to her.
"Xan got mad at me again." She admitted.
"The potion didn't work?" Evra muttered.
Xina didn't even bother to ask about the potion, she just started crying again. Evra hesitantly put his arm around her and laid her head on his shoulder.
"Don't worry," He whispered awkwardly. "It'll be okay."
After a couple more minutes of Xina crying and Evra awkwardly comforting her, the witch looked up at the snake boy and gave him a big kiss on the cheek without a second thought.
Evra's face turned purple. "H-huh?" was all he could manage to choke out.
Xina just laughed. "That's just my way of saying thankyou."
That got the two of them into an uncomfortable silence until a warp-hole opened and a silver-haired boy appeared in front of them. (A/N Lol, sorry Ozuma)
"Where's Darren?" He cried. "Where can I find Darren?"
"So, you joined the Cirque du Freak after you left and now some freaky witch chic's turned you into a girl?" The silver-haired boy (who had just introduced himself as Steve) said as Daryl nodded.
"What about you? I thought you swore to kill me?" Daryl questioned.
"Oh, I was just being dramatic when I said that," Steve shrugged. "To be honest, I wasn't nearly as upset about you becoming a vampire as I was about you leaving me. Life was pretty shit once you left." Steve then realized what he had said and laughed awkwardly. "So, eventually I met a girl who claimed she could do magic. I had nothing better going on in my life so I went with her. But one day, she said something about me belonging to someone else and then she brought me here."
"Wow, and I thought my life was weird," Daryl laughed. "Anyway, I'm glad you're here and that you don't hate me." Then Daryl brought her old friend into a tight embrace. "You know, Steve..." She paused. "I missed all my friends and family but I certainly missed you the most."
A blush crept across Steve's face and he was glad that Darren – Daryl – couldn't see it. "I-I missed you too." He stammered.
Daryl let go of her friend and smiled. "Will you be staying with the Cirque then?"
"Sure, if you'll have me." Steve answered shyly.
That did it. Daryl couldn't take it any more. She burst into hysterical laughter.
"What's so funny?" Steve asked.
"What the heck happened to you, Steve?" Darren said in between laughs. "'If you'll have me'? When I was human you used to come to my house and announce you were sleeping over all weekend, you wouldn't care if my parents approved or not."
"S-shut up!" Steve cried. Daryl continued laughing. "I'm staying whether you like it or not. Is that better?"
Daryl's laughter had now made it down to small giggles. "I guess that sounds more like you."
When Steve didn't say anything and just pouted, Daryl burst out laughing again. "C-come on," She said, still chuckling. "I think it's about time for dinner."