( In which there is an IHop, and an old face reappears... )

 
( In which there are shirtless men, and the subtext is totally unnecessary BUT STILL THERE. )

 
( Dragons? In the Appalacian mountains? Why, of course! )

 
( Marshall is just *that* irresistible... )

      “No, Dash! Don’t hurt her!” Simon cried, flinging himself between the oncoming Dash and the cowering Aubrey. Marshall’s heart flew into his throat.

“Dash, stop!”

Dash froze in mid-lunge, stumbling back on his heels. There was dead silence in the room, save for the sound of Aubrey’s stifled sobs. Simon fell to his knees beside ( Read more... )

 
( They know where everything came from... except the fuzzy handcuffs, that is. )

      He was sitting at Mars’s desk, the Evidence Locker hanging open in front of him. But he wasn’t looking in it; in fact, his face was hidden in his hands. To Mars, he looked completely dejected.

“Hey.”

Dash looked over at him, not the least bit surprised. “You’re up.”

“Yeah, I couldn’t sleep,” Marshall said with a shrug. ( Read more... )

      “Um… flashlight, camera, walkie-talkie, cross, um, am I missing something?”

“Wooden stake?”

Simon shrugged. “I looked all over for that thing, but I couldn’t find it. It’s like it just went ‘poof’ or something.”

“Oh well. We won’t worry about it, then.” Marshall scoffed. “Like we’ll need it. Vampires are like, the one ( Read more... )

      …but there was still something on his mind.

He found Dash sitting at the kitchen table, picking at a muffin and still looking half-asleep. Understandable, after the previous night. Mars sat across from him, folding his hands on the table.

“You look chipper,” Dash remarked, not bothering to look up.

“I have you to thank ( Read more... )

We need that blade, we need that blade! was the only thought running through Dash’s mind. To his shock, the dagger actually froze in midair, then came sailing towards him like he’d summoned it. He caught it, but almost dropped it in surprise.

The vamp just stared at him.

“Go, go, go!” Mars grabbed Simon’s coat and yanked him out the ( Read more... )