Guys. Guys. A "Logie" is an Australian TV award. Now you know.

Kendall was tugging and twisting at the fang, the tooth not budging. He was on a mission, though. It had to come out.

"H-hey!"

Kendall released the tooth and his attention snapped to Carlos, who was swaying in the doorway. To be honest, he was just about to attack Carlos, who startled him.

"What're you DOING? You can't do that," Carlos said angrily.

"Los- how're you even standing up right now? You were OUT."

Carlos stumbled and fell, Kendall catching him and the pliers clamoring to the ground.

"Don't take out your teeth. Just stay alive. For me," Carlos said quietly, knees giving out and Kendall sinking to the floor with him. "I don't care that you're a leech. You're still my Kenny, except sexier."

Kendall laughed a little at the delirious man.

"You're not scared of me?"

"Hell yeah I am. Cause you almost bit me again just now. But… But don't take out your teeth. Just- just sleep with me."

Kendall easily hoisted Carlos up and took him back to the bed.

"And if you get hungry, don't bite me. Use a knife. But not right now- I've got like, an ounce of blood left in me," Carlos said as they lied down. "Do I still smell like s'ketti?"

"Yes," Kendall laughed. Somehow the smell wasn't as intriguing now, but there all the same. Carlos hummed and snuggled into Kendall.

Kendall found that he could feel and hear Carlos' pulse. He could hear wind going in and out of his lungs. He could feel the warmth of his blood through his clothes. He closed his eyes, fighting the thought of biting Carlos again, of tasting that sweet liquid that kept his boyfriend alive.

"What is on your mind?" Logan sighed, stopping James on the way to their apartment. James sighed and shrugged stubbornly. "I know something is wrong. Tell me."

"I just… Feel like I fucked up by changing him," James said quietly. "He hates himself. He's even more of a monster than he thinks, and who knows what he's doing right now? What if he killed Carlos already?"

"He didn't- he cares too much about him."

"But how do you KNOW?"

"I guess I don't," Logan sighed, losing his patience. He lived with no regrets, but obviously James didn't, and it made him impatient sometimes. "Feel bad if you want to."

He continued down the hall and unlocked the apartment door. He felt better now that he was back in Minneapolis, where he was safe. He was in the whole "Kendall" deal with James, like he was in everything with James, but he hated them being unsafe. It was a wonder how nobody noticed them that morning in the lobby, making a racket.

"C'mon, Loge. I need you right now- don't get heated," James sighed, closing the door as he entered.

"I'm not 'heated'," Logan insisted. "But even if you DID make a mistake, there is nothing you can do about it now."

"Help me," James pouted, meeting Logan's eyes.

"First, I suppose we should find a ring for him," Logan said. "He can have my old one."

"Are you sure, boo, that's sentimental to you," James said. "You got that from Delilah."

The ring was important to Logan, but he didn't want to tell James what he was really thinking. He knew James was too sweet to leave Kendall, his creation, and move on. He knew he would be near that ring a lot, and wouldn't lose it.

"It is our only option- yours is lost somewhere in the sewers of Atlanta and rubies are hard to find nowadays with all the new vampires buying them out," Logan shrugged. "It will be okay. We should set up a place for Kendall to sleep. Probably the couch?"

"Is Carlos gonna crash here?"

"I'm not sure. By the looks of it, I suppose he has a job or is in college or something," Logan said. "He may need to stay home."

James retrieved blankets and pillows from the closet and Logan helped him make a bed on the sofa.

"Anything else?" James asked.

"I think we are okay here," Logan confirmed.

"Okay. C'mon, old-timer," James said, lacing his fingers with Logan's. "We got places to be."

"You know I hate it when you call me that," Logan smirked.

"Honey, you're a hundred and thirty-one years old. You're an old-timer," James grinned. Logan had to smile, too. James' mood was lifting. He got to his toes to kiss James, who was in reach now, but just at the last moment James backed his face away.

"James!" Logan whined, looking up at his husband, whose lips were just out of reach from the height difference.

"What? You wanna smooch, old man?"

"Not anymore," Logan said, sticking his nose up.

"Oh, c'mon, I'm just playing," James giggled, rubbing his nose cutely with Logan's before kissing his lips. "Let's hit the road."

Logan and James found that the door to Carlos and Kendall's apartment was locked that night, so they knocked. They were surprised when Carlos answered it.

"Hey, guys!"

"Carlos? How are you feeling?" Logan asked cautiously as they entered and the door was closed.

"Like I don't have any blood and I might fall over."

Both vampires let out a relieved breath- if Carlos had changed, he wouldn't feel dizzy or weak.

"You drank water and ate something, right?" Logan confirmed.

"Yeah- I've given blood before," Carlos nodded.

"We know," James smirked, making Carlos laugh and roll his eyes before becoming serious.

"Kendall's taking a shower right now," Carlos said lowly, glancing over his shoulder secretively. "But I wanted to tell you… I caught him trying to pull his fangs out with pliers when I woke up. I stopped him before he could, but it scared me. What… What would have happened? If I didn't stop him?"

Logan thought a second, looking over to see James looking at him for answers.

"I've never heard of that happening, other than back when James was a human they would kill vampires and sell their fangs," he said thoughtfully. "But I imagine he would live like James and I- use a knife when feeding instead of teeth."

"And he'd look hilarious," James snorted.

"James has lived nearly his entire life without using his fangs," Logan shrugged. "As have I."

"Um, I beg to differ. You bite ME plenty in bed," James said slyly. Carlos cracked a little smile as a deep blush crossed Logan's face and Logan slugged James hard in the shoulder. James giggled and put a good-natured hand on his husband's shoulder before going to the bedroom.

"HEY! WAKE UP!" James boomed, shoving the sleeping Kendall's shoulder playfully. Kendall snapped awake and assumed a defensive pose, ready to rip someone's throat out. When he saw it was James, he softened and got up angrily.

"We have to talk," James said.

"What is there to talk about? You ruined my whole life and now I hate myself. That's it," Kendall spat.

"Hey. Shut the fuck up and sit," James demanded, shoving Kendall to sit on the bed. Kendall sat, arms crossed stubbornly, as Carlos and Logan entered.

"What?" Kendall growled. Carlos sat beside him and put a calming hand on his back, making Kendall jump and turn to him, ready once again to snap, then squeeze his eyes closed.

"I'm gonna end up hurting him and I'm not okay with it," he said up to James. Carlos put his arm around his back and laid his head on his shoulder, Kendall calm now. Carlos kept forgetting how fragile Kendall was and it really scared him when Kendall got defensive when startled, but he acted like it didn't. "I want my fangs gone or filed down."

"We'll talk about that not happening later," James said smartly, Logan taking a seat against the wall behind him.

"He's my boyfriend!-"

"Fiance," Carlos hissed, reminding Kendall of their little "white lie".

"He's my FIANCE! I'm gonna be with him for the rest of his life, I can't be striking at him like some damn SNAKE every time he surprises me."

"You'll get used to it," James assured. "And it won't happen anymore after a while."

"You could just change him," Logan suggested to Kendall.

"YOU shut up!" Kendall exploded to his feet, but James pushed him back boredly.

"Calm down, hot head," James muttered, digging in his pocket for the ruby ring. "I got you this. So you don't burn in the sun."

Kendall stared at the ring, sticking his nose up at it. Carlos took it instead, admiring the rubies on the silver ring.

"Look, Kenny. It's pretty," he said sweetly, holding it up, chin on Kendall's shoulder. James admired the way Kendall was enticed to look at the ring and smile a little. Carlos look Kendall's left hand, and tried it out on each finger, but it only fit securely on his thumb, like it had Logan. Except, well, it was a little too snug, but that was okay, because now Kendall couldn't take it off so easily when he decided he wanted to burn.

"Now… You can feed from humans," James began. "Logie and I will show you. But you can NOT use your teeth. Okay? Logie taught this to me and I'm teaching you. We don't kill and we don't change people. Okay?"

"Perfect!" Carlos chimed, then turned to Kendall. "Isn't that perfect for you?"

Kendall grumbled to himself, and Carlos grinned and nodded up to James.

"Obviously you're crazy strong now. If a vamp picks a fight, you can take em. Not Logie. Logie's old and strong, he'll take you to the cement in a heartbeat. Don't fuck with Logie. Arms and legs don't grow back- I've seen it- it's bad. You know all this, don't you?"

Kendall nodded quietly.

"Okay. Peachy," James nodded. "Now you feel weird toward me. Don't you?"

Kendall was silent, sending James the death stare.

"It's cool," James retorted. "Carlos doesn't CARE. You act like you hate my guts, but you trust the hell outta me. You wanna hang with me. You get chill when you're around me. Am I right?"

"I don't understand your lingo," Kendall grumbled.

"See?" Logan added.

"It's sort of weird," Carlos nodded.

"I'm from the 50's okay?" James sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. "I can't HELP it! Watch The Outsiders!"

"Okay, okay, you're doing great, darling. Go on," Logan laughed. It was the first time Kendall and Carlos had seen him smile, much less laugh.

"Every 'creation'- that's you- is automatically like, a servant, to its maker- that's me. Some creations, like me when I was changed, fall in deep love with their makers. It's sorta why me 'n Logie are hitched. He's my maker," James said. "Maybe it's different for you, since you were already in love."

"I'm not in love with you. And I'm not your SERVANT."

"Really? Yeah? Turn off that lamp," James said, pointing to the lamp beside the bed. Kendall rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Turn off the lamp. I don't like it."

"I'm not gonna-"

"TURN OFF THE LAMP!"

Kendall's hand shot out and switched the lamp off.

"See?" James smirked.

"Oh my god. You're his bitch!" Carlos giggled.

"Okay," Logan got to his feet, taking James' hand from behind. "I think we should all get going."

He didn't like this new interest in Kendall. He didn't like the possibility that Kendall was in love with his husband. He trusted James- he really did- but he knew James LOVED attention and love from others, even if they were women on the street wolf-whistling at him. What would he do if Kendall DID decide he loved James?

"Loge," James said, brows furrowed.

Logan suddenly had the overwhelming urge to… To seduce James. For some reason the thought of Kendall in his living room as Logan and James made a racket in the bedroom crossed his mind as necessary.

Oh GOD! I am like an animal claiming his mate!

"I just don't feel safe here," he grumbled, feeling bad for his jealousy. "You know that."

"Yeah- you're crashing at our pad in Minneapolis from now on," James said to Kendall. "Until you find your own place in a town that you're NOT illegal in."

"I'm not sleeping at your house," Kendall said as if offended.

"Apartment," James corrected. "And you don't HAVE to sleep there. We have a TV and you're a vamp and can stay up forever."

"Oooh! He doesn't have to sleep? That's exciting! Oh gosh- I can't even IMAGINE what it's like for you two when you get horny. Is it just like… DAYS of sex?" Carlos asked in fascination.

James started to answer, but Logan cut him off. James had already revealed enough about their sex life to Carlos for one day.

"We need to get going."

Kendall opened his mouth to object, but Carlos started talking lowly in his ear.

"They're right, babe, you're not safe here. You of all people know that," he murmured. "Just go and I'll be over tomorrow after my classes. And I'll text you all day."

With that, Carlos drug a finger across Kendall's opposite jaw, Kendall facing him in a trance.

"Will you be good for them?" Carlos whispered. He heard James and Logan leave the room.

"I don't want to," Kendall pouted.

Carlos pressed his lips to Kendall's ever so softly.

"Be good, okay?"

"Okay."

"Atta boy," Carlos smiled, kissing Kendall once more before jumping up. "Get your clothes and shit together."

Finally Kendall was following James and Logan miserably out the door with a backpack full of stuff, pouting but inevitably doing with James wanted. Carlos was left to change the bed sheets from where two bloody men had slept there and almost died, then he went to bed alone.

I dunno, guys… Are James and Logan overdue for some romance? Not sure what to do for the next chapter! I know it's been boring lately, so sorry. It'll get better. :D