Parents night was coming up soon but I wasn't concerned about it at all and I know that all students were supposed to attend along with their parents but because of mum being pregnant and dad away for another week someone had to stay home and take care of the twins and clean up the house due to mum not being able to do it with her pregnant. But when I heard for Robin and Vlad about what I missed I was really upset that I missed it. A mummified vampire coming back to get revenge on the count for cheating at chess and everyone thinking the count was a rockstar. School continued on as normal until dad got home and passed out from the shock of hearing about mom being pregnant again. A few days after that it was Vlads 13th birthday. I knew the perfect gift to get him too. I actually have to presents for him, one for him to open up in front of his dad and the second is his real present. I was running late to the party that Vlad was having at the castle. Chloe and Robin were there for hours already. I had on my black and purple dress with the cape Robin and I sometimes where. I didn't bother knocking on the door, I just walked in to see two vampires I've never seen before and Robin pretending to be a vampire again.

"And who are you dear?" the woman asked me.

"I'm Vimka. Vlad's friend." I told her.

"Ah, another one. A female vampire this time." she said I was very confused but decided to play along.

"Well, Vlad will have no friends unless I decide if they are suitable. Sit." I didn't know she was but I felt I shouldn't disobey her.

"Who are your parents?"

"Count, Countess Spatula." Robin began.

"Count spatula? I know no Spatula's. What part of Transylvania are they from?" she continues.

"The ah, the eastern part." Robin said and the woman bought it.

"Ah. That explains it." she stated. " And you girl. Who are your parents?" she questioned me. I didn't even hesitate.

"The Count and Countess Rasputin." I told them.

"I didn't know they had a daughter in britain?" she stated.

"They adore my elder sister, Aurelia." I explained.

"Yes. They never seem to stop talking about her." the woman said. I looked at the others and they all seemed very shocked and to be honest I was too.

"What would you do if you are attacked with a stake?" she asked again.

"I wouldn't be. I'm too clever." Robin said with a smile.

"Clever, ay, and arrogant too." she continued. "You?" she asked me.

"I'd use my speed to move out of the way and then while they're unable to do anything, I attack." I tell her. I could see a half smile reach her lips.

"I like this girl. She's smart and pretty. She would make a good candidate for Vlad's future bride. Now last question. Do you prefer french blood or italian?" she asked. I was blushing because what she said about being Vlad's bride.

"Neither. They both taste of garlic." Robin answered. She went to me next.

"French blood taste slightly of pride and italian taste sweet and rich but it all depends on the mood you are in. But it is also true that it sometimes taste of garlic but that depends of the person the blood is from." I gave a detailed explanation. I don't know how I knew all that but I just did. Maybe I read all the right vampire books.

"Hm. I approve. You could learn a thing or two from them, Vlad." the woman approved. I guess it was a good thing.

"Well done, boy." the count said as he slapped Robin on the back causing his fake vampire teeth to fall out.

"A breather." the woman hissed.

"Run for it!" Chloe shouted as she ran. I was about to run out too when Robin pushed me down in the seat as ran after Chloe. I didn't get the chance to run after that.

"And what of you girl. Are you a breather as well?" the woman asked me with a hiss. I decided to play along.

"I most certainly am not. And I am sure my parents would love to know that you accused their daughter of being a breather. I'm sure they will take this to the grand high vampire." I threatened them.

"I'm sure that won't be necessary." the woman assured me.

"No. I'm sure it won't be." I confirm.

"Mixing with breathers is an unforgivable crime. What should we do with them, Atilla?" the woman asked the man in the wheelchair.

"rouw matillra dut." the man said.

"We couldn't do that. I just had this cloak dry cleaned." the woman stated.

"Now listen here, you old bats-" the count began.

"You wouldn't want the grand high vampire to find out about this. Would you? As for you Vlad, our only grandson, we expected better." the woman scolded him.

"I think Vlad's proved he's not a worthy heir. I think it's only fair that I should take his place." Ingrid suggested.

"Don't be stupid, child. Girls don't inherit the title." the woman rejected her idea.

"But granny-" Ingrid tried again.

"No. You're a girl, and don't forget it. Besides it's about time Vlad started to take his role more seriously. Attila, my bag." I don't think I was going to like where this was heading.

"You are the future of the bloodline, Vlad. We can't allow you to become an embarrassment like your father." the woman pulled a vial out of her bag.

"It is possible, draculosers, under very special circumstances for a young vampire to receive his full powers before he is sixteen. For this to happen, he must drink the blood of a Transylvanian bat on his 13th birthday." the woman explained. I could believe it. I don't think Vlad was happy about this either. I think is the reason they are even here in the first place. I had to help Vlad out of this.

"This morning you woke in a bed, a naive and simple boy. Tonight you will lie in a coffin, an evil and bloodthirsty vampire." the woman stated with a laugh. She left the room with the man and Vlad and I raced up to his room.

"I didn't even get to say goodbye to Robin and Chloe. There is so much I still haven't done. I've never ridden a bicycle, I've never played rugby or gone camping and I'll never even own a mobile phone." Vlad listed off.

"I can't believe you are giving up so easily. I thought you would've tried harder to get out of it." I told him.

"What else can I do. This is some birthday." Vlad moans. I remembered that I didn't give Vlad his present yet.

"Vlad I don't know if you would want this still but I got you a present." I hand him the small present and watched as he opened it.

"A mobile phone! I can't believe it. Thank you." Vlad was happy for a few moments before he began to become upset again.

"You're awfully quiet, Zoltan. Zoltan?" Vlad questions as we notice he wasn't in the room. That's when the door rang. Vlad went to answer it and when he returned Zoltan was with him. We caught Zoltan up on what happened and asked what some options Vlad might have.

"The way I see it master Vlad, you have three choices. One you drink the blood and become a full vampire. Two you run away. Three. Actually I'm still working on number three." Zoltan finished. He wasn't very helpful.

"Vlad I can't believe that you're becoming a vampire tonight. You're grandmother is really evil. She almost ate Robin and Chloe." I stated with hiss of anger.

"You know, what I don't understand is how you knew so much vampiric answers to my granny Krone's questions?" Vlad asked confused.

"To be honest. I don't know how I knew it either. I must've just read the right vampire books. Come on, let's go talk to Robin." we were about to leave through the window when we heard Vlad's granny.

"Vimka, come here young vampiress!" Both me and Vlad were confused.

"What does granny want with you?" Vlad asked the question out loud.

"I don't know but I'll distract her while you go talk to Robin. Now go." I tell Vlad. I find Krone and Attila at the dining room.

"You wanted to speak with me Lady Krone?" I ask her.

"Yes you showed expert knowledge on vampirism and we believe you would be a great addition on this family. We believe that you should become Vladimir's bride." Krone expressed to me her desire.

"I am honored that you feel this towards me. But I must decline this notion. Unfortunately I'm still only twelve and becoming engaged this early wouldn't sit well with the vampire high council or the grand high vampire." I explain to them and watch as they think it over.

"Very well. As soon as you turn of age we will suggest to the vampire high council of your and Vladimir's engagement." Krone declared.

I knew that arguing with them any farther would do no good. I left them and heading to Vlad's room where he was sneaking back in through his window.

"I have an idea. Actually it was Robin's idea. I'm gonna switch the bat blood with fake blood." Vlad told me and it was a good idea. Vlad was gonna switch the fake blood Robin had given him for his birthday with the bats blood. We switched the blood and waited for the ceremony to begin.

"What did my granny want to talk to you about." Vlad asked me.

"Well, uh, Krone thought that it would be a good idea for us to be engaged. But I turned her down." I explained to him. Before he could respond it was time for the ceremony. Vlad pretended to be excited and the count pulled him away when they returned Vlad was now strongly against the ceremony. Krone was going to pour the blood down Vlad's mouth when Ingrid pulled out a suntanner light and threatened Krone and Attila. Ingrid was about to drink the blood when Zoltan came in and knocked the blood out of the hands and broke on the ground.

"You should be ashamed of yourselves, all of you. When the grand high vampire hears about this-" Krone began.

"Oh, enough about the grand high vampire. I am sick of hearing about him." the count yells at Krone.

"Really? Well, perhaps I should tell that." Krone yelled back.

"And perhaps I should tell him about your precious daughter running off with a, oh what was it now, Ingrid?" Vlad begins and I couldn't help but smirk.

"I think it was a werewolf, wasn't it?" Ingrid played along.

"A werewolf, but isn't that forbidden? What would the council say about that?" Vlad said as he played innocent.

"Could be very embarrassing. A respected council member involved with a scandal." Ingrid remarked.

"You wouldn't do a nasty thing like that to your poor old grandparents, would you?" Krone tried to plead with them.

"oh yes they would, because they're Dracula's. And we are not afraid of anyone. Now flap off back to Transylvania, you old bats." the count demanded as Ingrid and Vlad closed the lids on their coffin shut. It was a great day.