Charley that night was up in his room, nailing his window shut. He was pretty proud of the job he was doing to keep himself from the vampire. His mother called to him from downstairs. "There's someone I'd like you to meet!" The young guy practically skipped down the stairs. His mother was standing by the sofa as Evil and Brenda sat on the sofa. He already met them, he cocked an eyebrow at his mother. "I'd like you to meet..."

She looked ay Brenda and she only shrugged. "We don't know yet," said Brenda. "We just found out."

Evil stood up and faced Charley. "Im going to be a father Brewster!"

He rolled his eyes, he knew this was going to happen to the two of them. Charley shuddered, in nine months time there'd be a little Evil running around. "Isn't this exciting!" giggled Mrs. Brewster.

The doorbell rang and Charley's mom was off to answer it. "How'd you two find out?" he asked Evil and Brenda as he leaned against the back of the couch.

"A pregnancy test, Brewster," sneered Brenda. "How else?"

"How did your dad, a good ol' Texas cop, react when he heard the news?" asked Charley, knowing it was a blood bath of sorts.

"He said I could live with cousin Ricky and Cane or live with Evil," said Brenda. "Hoyt isn't my real father and I want the baby to have it's real father."

"And how did your parents react?" asked Charley to Evil.

"My mom said I had to get a job after school that wasn't vampire hunting," shrugged Evil. "I got a job down at the bookstore."

"Too bad, I could have put you in business by killing the vampire next door," said Charley.

"There are no such thing as vampires!" cried Evil as Charley's mom came into the room again, this time with Jerry.

"Charley, Edward, Brenda, this is our next door neighbor, Jerry," smiled Mrs. Brewster.

Brenda leaned into Evil. "Jerry? What a terrible vampire name!" Evil and Brenda laughed and snorted.

"You'll have to excuse the two love birds," smiled Mrs. Brewster. "They just found out they were expecting!"

Jerry grabbed Brenda's hand and kissed it. "Congrats," he said with a smile. He straightened up. "Hello, Charley."

Evil and Brenda didn't see how Jerry could possibly be a vampire but Charley saw him as all evil. "What's he doing here?" growled Charley.

"I was hoping your mom and I could have some drinks," said Jerry.

"So, I invited him in," smiled Mrs. Brewster.

"You what!" cried Charley. He began to back up. "I gotta get back to my trig...oh, congrats Mr and mrs. Thompson!"

With that, Charley sped upstairs. Evil and Brenda looked at each other. He never addressed them as such. Jerry and Mrs. Brewster glanced at each other as well. A few hours later, Evil and Brenda left, as did Jerry. Charley watching them from his window, to make sure Jerry didn't try to bite Evil or Brenda.

With all her guests gone, Mrs. Brewster went to bed. Charley had fallen asleep in his chair doing his homework. Charley awoke by a door slamming shut. Sounded like it was coming from downstairs. He went downstairs, armed with Evil's cross. A picture frame had fallen near the backdoor.

Charley marched back upstairs, feeling downright silly. Charley went right to his window, not paying attention to the fact his closet opening and Jerry stepping out. Jerry walked right up Charley and stood behind him for a good seconds before he realized someone was behind him. Jerry grabbed him by the throat.