And, after 19 chapters, here's the finally!

Disclaimer: I'm skipping it just for the occasion.

Epilogue

A Happy Ending, A New Beginning

Once Ed was thrown into prison, now that his vampire half had burned away and leaving him human, Biff and Puggsy were taken to the hospital later that morning. Biff had a large bump on his head from when Ed had thrown him, and Puggsy... well, lets just say I'm glad nothing was broken.

Kim and Fangs sat in the waiting room as their friends were being examined. Kim and Biff's parents and Biff's little brother, Shane, burst through the doors, along with all of Fangs' family.

"We heard about everything on the morning news!" Shane exclaimed, running up to Kim. "Is it true you guys took on a vampire?"

Kim chuckled. "We took on a lot more than that, Shane." she replied. "...More than we wished to have."

"You got that right." Fangs huffed.

"Sherman!" Sally, Fangs' mom, ran up and hugged her son. "Oh, thank goodness you're okay! ...You are okay, aren't you? Nothing's broken? No traumas?"

"Mom, I'm fine! ...Not in front of my friend."

"Ooh, Sherm's got a girlfriend!" Clarice laughed, nudging her cousin in the ribs.

"I'm not his girlfriend." Kim sighed. "Sheesh, you sound like my friend, Sally Boyd."

"Kim, what happened?" Kim's mom asked. "We were waiting for you at the train station, but you never came home. We were worried sick!"

"It's a long story, Mom. And you wouldn't really believe it."

"I'll say." Biff's dad said. "What with this talk about a vampire and all... what's next, a werewolf?"

Kim stifled a laugh. "Sir, believe me, you don't know how right you are."

Puggsy's parents came in next. "Where's my son?" Barbara, his mom, demanded. "Is he hurt? Did they kill him? What happened to my baby boy?"

"Barbara, calm down, your boy is fine." Kevin, Fangs' dad, said calmly. "He just has a few bruises and a knife cut-"

"KNIFE CUT?" Barbara clenched her fists. "That's IT! Where are those gang members? I'm going to clobber them!"

Sheesh, now I know where Puggsy gets it from. Fangs thought.

"Barb, it's already been taken care of." Sally said. "I think my boy (ahem) already 'clobbered' them."

"Well, I hope so!"

"Wait, you both know each other?" Fangs asked, unaware of the statement his father made about him.

"Sure, we do." Kevin said. "I met Barbara at your mother's baby shower."

"We were roommates in college." Sally explained.

The doctor came in a second later. "Your friends are doing fine." he said. "You are welcome to visit them- WHOA!" he backed away as Puggsy and Biff's moms sped by, dragging their husbands with them. Kim and her parents followed.

Fangs stood up and was following them, but he paused when he saw a young black-haired kid in a room, hooked up to tubes and a machine. "What's going on in there?" he asked a nurse.

"She's in a coma. I guess she was in an accident." the nurse replied.

Fangs frowned and shook his head, he hated it when these sort of things happened, then arched an eyebrow. "The kid's a girl? Huh, looked more like… never mind. Where are her parents?"

"From what I heard, they died in a car accident. Her aunt and uncle are here, though... are you a friend of hers?"

Fangs shook his head. "No... Oh, geez, that reminds me! I gotta see my friends!" and he ran down the hall.

If there was one thing that creeped Puggsy out more than vampires, werewolves, and vicious gang members, it was hospitals. He hated the gloomy scenery of the building, the eerie smell of medicines, and all the machines and tools the doctors used on you.

So, he was pretty happy when he saw his parents run through the door. "Mom!" he exclaimed, sitting straight up, but his smile faded and he slouched down, remembering the last time they saw each other. "Mom, listen... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, I-"

Barbara pressed her hand against her son's mouth, silencing him. "Don't worry, Pugs. I forgive you... I'm just glad you finally got back on the right path- at least, that's what your father told me."

Puggsy nodded. "I quit that gang, mom. ...And I'm not the only one, either."

"I'm glad to hear that." she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. "Oh, I'm so glad nothing bad happened to you."

"You're glad about a lot of things today, aren't you?" Puggsy chuckled, deciding to hold back on a few 'other' things that happened to him.

"How's that werewolf friend of yours?" His dad asked.

"Werewolf friend?" Barbara repeated, then looked curiously at her son. "You mean, that Fangsworth boy?"

"You know Fangs... Uh, Sherman, I mean?" Puggsy asked.

"Well, his mom talks about him whenever we run into each other, we were college roommates so we tend to share a few stories about our kids. ...What was he like?"

Puggsy shrugged. "Kind of a pest, if you ask me. ...But he's still a great kid- and wolf. Where is he, by the way?"

As if on cue, Fangs came running down the hallway. "Hey, Pugs! You in- WHOA!" he yelled, slipping on a freshly-waxed floor in the hallway and sliding past. A loud *crash!* was heard from down the hall, and then Fangs ran into the room. "Pugs! How are you feeling, buddy?"

"Well, look who decided to finally visit! Heh heh, I'm doing fine, Fangs. Nothing but a couple bruises and a cut."

"Speaking of cuts..." Barbara said, sternly. "Which one of those rotten kids laid a knife on you?"

Puggsy thought about it. "I forget. It was either Benny, Kyle, Ferris, Jonny, or Craig..."

"Honey, they've been taken care of already." Puggsy's dad said, then cracked his knuckles. "Believe me."

"Hey, Mom? Dad? You mind if I talk to Fangs for a little bit, privately? It'll just be a second."

"Sure son. Of course." His parents walked out of the room.

"What do you want to talk about, Pugs?" Fangs asked.

Puggsy took in a deep breath, then let it out. "Fangs... you still consider me your best friend, right?" he asked.

"Of course!"

"Why?"

Fangs shrugged. "Well, sheesh, Pugs? Why wouldn't I? You helped me find my way out of the woods, you and the others stayed with me at my house and let me hang out with you, you saved me from that creep, and you gave me a nickname. ...Aside from all that, I think your a pretty cool guy. You're tough, brave, strong, and a whole bunch of other things I wish I could be."

Boy, are you wrong. Puggsy thought. "And you call me your best friend just because of that?"

Fangs shrugged. "Sure. Do you... want me to be your best friend, back?"

Puggsy scoffed. "Of course I do, you ignorpotomas! I was just checking with you to make sure you knew it, that's all."

Fangs smiled and hugged his friend tightly. "Yay! I've got an official best friend, now!"

"And you'll lose him if you don't stop with the hugging." Fangs let go.

Puggsy got up and he and Fangs left the room to visit Biff, seeing that he and Kim were walking down the hall toward them, a bandage on his head. "Hey, we were just about to come visit you!" Kim said, smiling.

"Same here." Fangs said, returning a smile.

"How's the head?" Puggsy asked Biff.

"It hurts pretty bad..." Biff replied, rubbing his head.

Puggsy rolled up his shirt, showing that his whole abdomen was bandaged. "You're telling me?"

Suddenly, Fangs' Uncle Andrew raced by, speeding down the hall. "Uncle Andrew! Where are you going?" Fangs called to him.

"I can't talk right now, Sherman!" Andrew replied. "My wife is having her baby!"

"WHAT?" Fangs raced down after his uncle, followed by the others.

One hour later... Disco is still alive...

Everyone looked down at the newborn baby, cradled in his mother's arms. "Congratulations, Andy," Arnie said to his brother. "You're finally a dad."

"I promised myself I wouldn't cry..." Andrew responded wiping away a tear.

"Alright, everyone, lets clear out and leave these two new-parents alone with their son." Kevin said, then patted his brother on the back. "Congratulations, Andrew."

Fangs walked up to his uncle, looking down at his little cousin. "So, what are you going to name him?" he asked.

"Well, we haven't really thought about it..." Andrew's wife, Sarah, replied. "What do you think, Andrew?"

Andrew smiled at his son, then turned to his nephew. "You know, he kind of looks like you when you were born, Sherman." he said.

"How about Sherman, then?"

Fangs' face lit up. "You're naming your first son after ME? Ooh, ooh! I think I'm going to cry..." then he thought about it. "You know, if you're going to name him after me, he should have a nickname to go with it."

"Really? Like what?" Andrew asked.

Fangs blushed a little. "Well... maybe, I don't know... Baby Fangs?" his aunt and uncle looked at him, curiously. "You see, a friend I made- his name is Puggsy, but I call him Pugs- gave me the nickname 'Fangs', and it's a shortened version of our last name, and since we have a new little member to our family... I just thought it would be kind of catchy."

Andrew shrugged. "Hey, I like it."

"I think it's a cute little nickname for him." Sarah said, rocking the baby in her arms. "Baby Fangs."

Fangs smiled. "He's awfully cute..."

"He gets it from me," Andrew said, smiling modestly.

"Well, I'd better get back to my friends. Good luck with the new baby." before he left, he walked up to Baby Fangs. "See you later, Baby Fangs." he patted his cousin on the head, and the young newborn giggled. Fangs smiled wider then left.

"He's quite a darling little boy." Andrew picked up his son, holding him in his arms.

"Yeah, and I was worried my grandpa's stories were true." Sarah said, chuckling.

"Stories? What stories?"

"Oh, my grandpa used to tell us stories about how every four hundred and sixteen years a werewolf was born in our family. Silly, isn't it?"

Andrew paused, then looked down at his son, remembering his family's werewolf trait. He then walked out into the hall. "Hey, Fangs! How old did you say you were, again?"

The next afternoon, after everyone had gotten rest and told their whole story to everyone, Fangs, Puggsy, Kim, and Biff stood in front of their convertible, looking at each other sadly. "So... I guess this is 'goodbye' now, huh?" Fangs asked.

"What do you mean?" Puggsy scoffed. "We'll see each other around!" he looked at Biff and Kim. "...At least, you and I will."

"Yeah... I guess it's time we started heading home." Biff sighed, half-heartedly.

Fangs and Puggsy began walking away from Biff and Kim, who walked in a different direction.

"Hey, wait!" Kim called, and they all rushed back to each other. "I got a phone-call from Sally this morning, about some suspicious activity on campus. Says some scientist's machine was smashed, and there were monster-footprints outside the building."

"I heard about that this morning on the news." Biff said.

"You don't suppose...?" Puggsy inquired, grinning.

"What do you say, guys? Care for another adventure?"

"Gee, I don't know, guys. I don't think my parents will let me, and I have a huge fear of monster tracks-" Fangs stammered.

"C'mon, buddy. We'll need you." Puggsy said. Though, I hope we won't need the other you TOO much... he thought.

Fangs thought about it. "Well, okay... But won't our parents get worried?"

"Most likely."

"C'mon, gang, let's get in the Wolf Buggy and see what's going on." Biff said.

"Gang?"

"Wolf Buggy?" Kim asked, laughing. "Is that what you called this car?"

"Sure. It looks like a Wolf Buggy, doesn't it?" Biff replied. "I'm glad Fangs' Uncle Tyler let me keep it."

"He was lucky you took it." Fangs said.

With that, they climbed into the car and drove off down the rode, off on another adventure... and another... and another...

The End!

A/N: Augh, I can't believe it's the end already!

…Ah, well. It was fun while it lasted! :D

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