Author Note

Aww, I'm going to miss these! It's the last chapter, folks!

It's been fun writing this story; but it's not the end! Oh, no. I've got more plans ahead. What does everyone think of Blanche, though? Should she be in my future projects? So many questions!

Thanks to Nightcrawlerlover, Hollywood Angel, fire storm pixie, Blackfishy and Ghostwriter for your reviews! I hope you guys keep reading my stuff and have enjoyed the story!

...Bye guys! Next time I write one of these shall be in another story! ...The thought is weird.

Chapter Start

Blanche could hear feet rushing up the stairs.

'Someone's coming.' She said.

Alan moved away from the door until he was out of sight. Edgar and Blanche moved in the opposite direction. The trio held up their water guns, ready to pounce on the intruder. The door creaked open. They jumped forward. Edgar and Alan grabbed the stranger before realising it was Sam.

'It's just me.' He said, a little shaken.

'Are you OK?' Edgar asked.

'Yeah. I nailed one of them downstairs with the bow and arrow.'

The group walked into the middle of the room.

'Alright, Sam-o.'

'We trashed the one that looks like Twisted Sister.'

'Totally annihilated his night-stalking ass.'

'Well,' Edgar admitted. 'Nanook helped a little.'

'Nanook!' Sam couldn't believe it.

'Death to all vampires.'

'Maximum body count. We're awesome monster bashers.'

'Here we go.' Blanche thought, having heard this kind of speech over and over again.

'The meanest.' Alan said.

'The baddest.' Edgar said.

Edgar grabbed Sam's hand. Alan and Blanche put their hands on top of it. Everyone made the sign of the devil with their hands - apart from Alan, who used a hang loose sign.

Suddenly, a certain young vampire flew screaming from inside the bed, causing the stuffing to fly everywhere. It got stuck in everyone's noses, in their eye, their ears; absolutely everywhere. Everyone pulled themselves onto the floor, trying to keep the material away from their faces. Laddie pulled himself from inside the bed and ran to the door, standing on Alan's hip on the way. He stood by the doorway, panting.

'Holy shit!' Alan said. 'The attack of Eddie Munster!'

'Get him!'

The group ran towards him, Sam and the Frogs in front, Blanche following behind. She didn't want to kill him really. Star burst out from inside Sam's closet.

'Stop! Get away from him, you just stay away from him!' She pushed Alan back. There were tears in her eyes.

'He's just a little boy.' She seemed to be pleading with them.

Laddie lashed out from behind her arm, holding an arm out to them. Sam, Edgar and Alan stared at him in confusion. Well, they probably hadn't seen this happen before.

Laddie wouldn't stop lashing out at them. Every time Star pulled, he seemed to try harder. Blanche sighed, walking in front of Sam.

'Laddie!' She yelled.

The young vampire stared at her. She frowned at him, trying her best to look imposing.

'Stop that right now! You hear me?'

He complied.

'Blanche, I-'

'I know what I'm doing, Edgar. Killing isn't always the answer.'

She turned to the little boy, once again crouching to his level. She looked him in the eye. God, he looked so different. He would've been really threatening if he hadn't been a little boy. She wiped some sweat from his forehead.

'Now, take a deep breath.'

He stared for a second before doing so.

'Hold it.' She said, waiting for a few seconds. 'OK. Breathe out.'

He did.

'He does look a little bit more relaxed.' She thought.

She kept instructing him to do this for another couple of minutes. Eventually his fangs turned back into ordinary teeth and his face returned to its normal style.

'Good boy.' She said, smiling and standing up before tousling his hair.

She turned around. Sam and the Frog brothers stared at her in confusion. Edgar eyed her suspiciously.

'How did you do that?'

She shrugged. She felt something wet hit her face; Sam had hit her in the face with holy water.

'Thanks.' She said, being sarcastic.

'That clears up that problem.' Edgar said.

There was a loud, harsh scream from downstairs.

'Help!'

Star gasped. 'What if that's Michael?'

Sam looked to Blanche and the Frog brothers.

'I'm going downstairs. You guys coming?'

'We've gotta stick together.' Alan said.

'Laddie.' Star said. 'Stay here.'

'Why?'

'Don't argue. Just stay here.'

With that, Star ran out of the room and down the stairs. Sam, Edgar and Alan followed closely behind. Blanche sat next to Laddie, who was now resting on the floor. He was staring at the bed, his mouth wide open.

'Hey, kid.' She said. 'You're catching flies.'

She gently pushed his mouth shut. He gulped.

'Did I do that?' He pointed to the now wrecked bed. 'Really?'

She nodded. 'Yep, Laddie, that's what you did.'

They stayed quiet for a few minutes. There was the occasional noise from downstairs, which soon became Sam and the Frog brothers yelling.

'I think you should go and check on them.' Laddie said.

'What about you?'

'I'm OK.'

'Alright. Come downstairs if somethings wrong, 'kay?'

He nodded. Blanche wandered down the stairs. Everyone was pretty much huddled together. A man stood not too far away from Sam, the Frog brothers and a woman who Blanche guessed was Sam's mother. Star was there too, behind him. There was no sign of Michael at all. Blanche stood behind the woman. Edgar saw her and grabbed her wrist protectively.

'It was all going to be so perfect, Lucy.' The man said. 'Just like one big, happy family. Your boys, and my boys.'

'Great.' Edgar said. 'The blood sucking Brady bunch!'

The man turned around.

Whoa.

Isn't it weird that one minute people look normal and then they look like demons?

'God, he's got the same eyes as that creepy owl in Bambi!' She thought.

'I still want you, Lucy.'

Everyone gasped or screamed. Edgar tightened his grip on her wrist, just a little so he didn't hurt her.

'I haven't changed my mind about that.'

Michael appeared from around the corner. His eyes were just like his.

'I didn't invite you this time, Max.'

'Michael.' Lucy whispered.

Max turned to look at him and laughed. It wasn't a human laugh; it was deeper, slower. It echoed around the room.

It was a demon's laugh.

Michael charged at Max, who threw him in the air as if he was weightless.

'Michael!' Lucy screamed.

Star picked up a pipe and also charged at Max, who snatched the pipe from her, making her fall. He used the pipe against the Frog brothers, who ran at him, stakes in hand. They fell, knocking Blanche over in the process. She tried to get up and fight, but Edgar put an arm around her.

'Don't even think about it.' He said, looking her in the eye.

Sam had gone for Max, but he had a firm grip on the boy's neck. Lucy looked panic-stricken.

'Damn it.' She muttered.

Max extended his hand to her.

'Don't fight, Lucy. It's so much better if you don't fight.'

Sam protested.

'Mom, no! Don't do it!'

She took Max's hand.

'Sam.' She whispered.

Max was about to bite her neck when a loud, out of tune car horn filled the room. Suddenly, a pick up truck crashed through the wall, sending a giant wooden pole flying. Michael pushed Max in the way of it. He was impaled and forced into the fireplace. The room lit up with flames. Blanche buried her face in Edgar's shoulder, blocking the light.

Everyone was coughing when the fire was gone. The room had been engulfed by the smoke. Lifting her head, she saw Laddie run down the stairs towards Star, who was no longer half-vampire. of course, Edgar and Alan didn't care about that right now. They had more important matters to deal with.

'How much do you think we should charge them for this?'

'I think we should just count ourselves lucky we're not being charged for wrecking the pipes!' She said, bumping their heads together playfully.

It was all over. No longer would Blanche be bothered by that particular group of vampires. She wasn't in danger of being kidnapped or tortured. Or worse.

At least that's what she thought...