#paul x julie

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[deckardsdwelling]

[Shrinking — 1x9 — “Moving Forward” — Appletv+]

Umm this is both adorable and sexy?! They both still got it!

— DeckardsDwelling

[bennett-mikealson]

Stefonnie deleted scene

I’ll never get over the deleted Bonnie and Stefan scenes from season 1 episode 11. This was such a sweet moment that really highlighted Bonnie emotions about her new reality. For some reason some Stan’s act as if they can’t read between the lines with certain characters in certain situations in regard to their feelings and Bonnie’s the main example of that. The show never gave Bonnie a moment to truly express her feelings in most situations in a vulnerable way but THIS WAS THIS WAS THEIR MOMENT!!!

This scene was their moment to give insight to Bonnie’s inner emotions that she hid Instead of giving her the “I’ll be strong” attitude that was so single noted. Although I don’t think this scene would of changed a lot of fans feelings towards Bonnie’s since she was still on guard and judgment to vampires/their faves it still would of been nice to see a more vulnerable side to Bonnie to add more depth to her character. Bonnie wasn’t just scared of vampires she was scared of being a witch and it’s not bc she hated it all it’s because she needed time to understand what was going on around her.

I DONT KNOW WHY STANS ACT LIKE THATS AN ABNORMAL FEELING TO HAVE (besides the obvious her hating on their faves).

Side note: this was such a good Stefonnie scene as well and I hate that the writers ruined the potential friendship that could have been them.

This Scene:

[queenbonniebennett]

I don’t usually like friends to lovers but bonnie and stefan could’ve been ✨EPIC✨

[lostbetweenvampiresandmusic]

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The second she had run out of the house, Julie flew up into the sky. She didn't care if she was seen and if some mortal would freak out. She was freaked out.

She had recognised Lucy, vaguely at first, but the more the woman had talked te more familiar she'd seem. And then, of course, there was the boy she had recognised as Sam. Sam, who she remembered, from the summer camp Michael had talked to her about. Sam who seemed to know about vampires and how to recognise them. Sam, who seemed more than ready to reveal their true nature to everyone.

As she landed on the roof of Max' house, she pulled her legs up, leaning her head on her knees. Only then, when she was sitting there alone, thinking about all that had happened the past weeks, did she dare to let the tears flow.

She cried, thick, bloody tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were bloodred as she looked up at the shadow looming over her.

"Dwayne?"

Maria stood in front of the grave, a fresh bouquet of flowers in her hands. "I'm sorry, Shell," she said quietly, placing the flowers on the marble headstone. "It shouldn't have been you. You saved me in there."

She was quiet for a moment, gathering her thoughts.

"I'm going to try and take this company down. They'll burn for what they did to us. You'll be remembered," she added with a soft sigh. "I just hope you find more peace in your next life."

With those words, she left the grave behind, stepping into her car. She had a job to do.

"Is she alright?" Lucy asked as she sent her son and his friends upstairs.

"This was probably a bit much for her," Max said with an apologetic smile. "She's been through a lot, and sometimes that means her instincts will go in over drive."

"I don't know what happened to her, but I am quite certain that she is my niece. I want to make sure she is, before I inform my sister."

Max nodded, wondering quietly whether or not vampire dna would even work in a dna test.

"I'll ask her if she's okay with that." He brought the last plates to the kitchen, opening the tab and getting some dish soap. Lucy was about to protest, but by seeing his determined look, she decided not to. Instead, she grabbed the towel so she could dry the cleaned dishes.

"What was she like before all this?" Max asked, as he placed a soapy cup on the counter.

"She's always been a bit quiet, but she did have a, well, you know, quite a temper, pulling pranks. She knew how to have fun. Oh, and she was such a wonderful singer!"

Max smiled, a hint of sorrow apparent in it. Not once had he heard her sing, not even after returning her voice.

"She also liked cooking. Whenever she stayed with me, she'd always love to help."

"I'm afraid she's not longer like that," Max said honestly, looking at Lucy. "The people who took her, they broke her. They took a lot from her. It's been almost a year now since I fostered her, and she's come very far in that time."

Lucy nodded. "You're a good man, Max. Not many would do what you did."

"I'm certain you'd do the exact same thing, Lucy."

The woman blushed, a shy smile on her face. "Well..."

Max grinned, looking at her. "May I propose that we'll have dinner again, tomorrow. At my place. I believe Sam isn't quite ready yet to see you dating someone."

"I am so sorry about him, I really don't know what has gotten into that boy!"

"He's probably just scared I am going to replace his father," Max shrugged, "It's normal for boys his age to act like that."

"Well, if you're certain. But I would love to have dinner at your place." She gave him a small peck on his cheek. "And please tell Julie that if she wants to join, she absolutely can. I don't want her to feel unwelcome in her -" she paused for a second, realising the truth of her words, "her own home."

Max smiled, nodding. "Will do. I'll see you tomorrow at seven."

Dwayne didn't say anything as he sat down next to the weeping girl, gently pulling her closer. "Just let it all out," he said softly as his hand brushed absentmindedly through her hair. Julie didn't say anything as she cried and cried, and after a good thirty minutes, there was not a single tear left in her body.

"What has gotten you so upset?"

"Everything," Julie looked at him. "Everything is just so - my friend was killed, Maria is leaving town, I haven't seen any of you for ages, Max is dating a woman who happens to be my aunt but I barely remember her and it is so awkward and weird, and then her son seems to know about vampires and seems to be determined that either Max or I are vampires, and then David also acts like an asshole towards me and I just don't know why."

"I didn't think you wanted to see me. You were quite cold yourself when I came to check on you."

Julie nodded quietly, knowing that that was true.

"What scares you most about Max dating this woman?"

"That it's true," she said quietly. "That my mom really is out there, but that I don't remember her correctly or at all. Or that she'll think that Max hurt me, while all he did was safe me."

Dwayne nodded, thinking about an answer. "Sounds to me like you're just scared to see your mum again. I don't think she'd care about Max, I think she'd just be happy to see you again."

David was quiet as he saw Star feed, finally making her first kill. He had given her an ultimatum, and he felt a quiet satisfaction that she had finally agreed to do it. Things had been a mess lately. He had already admitted to himself that even though Star wasn't necessarily his type, there was something about her that made him want to be around her.

And then she brought Michael in. David shook his head, wondering if he ever could manage to get him to feed.

He distanced himself from Star, waiting next to a telephone box. Inside the phone was ringing. David stepped inside, closed the door, and picked up the horn.

"I assume you did as we demanded."

"Yes." Was all he answered, a sense of dread spreading through his bones. This was bad, he knew. Really bad.

When the Frogs got home later that night, leaving Sam behind at his place, they were certain of one thing. That girl had been a vampire, and that man was her protector. And it was their task as junior vampire hunters to do something about it. They grinned as they looked at each other, gathering the stakes they'd made.

Tomorrow, they'd slay a vampire.

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[pagan-stitches]

9/21/24 Stitching Soundtrack

[a-member-of-minuteswithmandm]

Shrinking on Apple TV + is so good! The humour was impeccable, I laughed more watching this show than I have with most shows. Bill Lawrence is very good at what he does and Shrinking hits it out of the park

Watching Jimmy navigate life with grief after Tia's death was very touching but I think the character that I enjoyed the most was Sean - he was so funny, interesting and relatable. Like mental health illness is so hard and getting to see it in different characters was refreshing. I enjoyed all the patients tbh

I think my favorite thing was the friendship dynamics that we see - Gaby and Liz was fantastic, Paul and Jimmy, Paul and Gaby, Alice and Gaby, Gaby and Jimmy (before they had sex - ugh I hate that part) - the platonic dynamics were phenomenal

Finally I need to point out Alice who I think handled everything like a trooper. Jimmy was an absolute Trainwreck at the beginning, and the fact that Alice didn't entirely fall apart because of that and the loss of Tia is impressive

Over all, Shrinking was a 10/10 show and season 1 was great! Jimmy was a questionable therapist at best (he was super super unethical tbh), but the idea of your therapist doing everything in their power to make you better sounds like a dream lol

Please watch our review on YouTube where we talk about all the great things about the show (and the few things we didn't love lol)

[alienoriana]

Sometimes I think too much about 4th of July, and I imagine that Paul did not feel capable of publishing it with his name and voice but he gave it to another artist anyway so that it could see the light and be heard... by someone... y'know...

[goodiecornbread]

10 Songs

I was tagged by @chelle-68 to post 10 songs you like that have names in them!

In no particular order...

🎶 Unsaid Emily - Julie and the Phantoms

🎶 Montero (Call Me By Your Name) - Lil Nas X

🎶 Tommy's Face - Your Broken Hero

🎶 Jolene - Dolly Parton

🎶 Bloody Mary - Lady Gaga

🎶 Piazza, New York Catcher - Belle and Sebastien

🎶 Billy Liar - the Decemberists

🎶 Cecelia and the Satellite - Andrew McMahon and the Wilderness

🎶 Judy is a Punk - Ramones

🎶Me and Julio Down by the School Yard - Paul Simon

I'll tag: @steviestoospooky @princess-tiger-lily @theothoracic @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3 @okayokayigive

[perfettamentechic]

5 aprile … ricordiamo …

5 aprile … ricordiamo … #semprevivineiricordi #nomidaricordare #personaggiimportanti #perfettamentechic

2022: Jimmy Wang Yu, Jimmy Wang Zhengquan, meglio conosciuto come Wang Yu, attore, regista e produttore cinematografico cinese naturalizzato taiwanese, talvolta accreditato anche con il nome di Wong Yu-lung. Wang sposò l’attrice Jeanette Lin, dopo una travagliata relazione con la regista Qin Jian, poi si sposò con Wang Kaizhen. (n. 1943) 2022: Nehemiah Persoff, attore e pittore israeliano…

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

1x9 | 2x1

[dreamdragonkadia]

Christmas in New York, Christmas in ne- p. jackson x reader

Had this been your goal? No. But were you complaining? Absolutely not.

There was something undeniably magical about celebrating Christmas in New York—especially with Percy and his family. The city was always alive this time of year, its chaotic energy softened by snow-covered streets and glittering lights. Even the subway, usually filled with cranky commuters, seemed to carry a little extra cheer, or maybe that was just the hot chocolate in your hands and Percy’s arm around your shoulders.

Of course, your own mortal family hadn’t been thrilled when you told them you wouldn’t be home for Christmas again this year. Disappointed? Yes. But you’d made a deal with them years ago: Thanksgiving and the Fourth of July were theirs, and Christmas and New Year’s belonged to Percy and his family. Honestly, it was a pretty fair arrangement considering how hectic things could get in the demigod world. The monsters never took holidays off, after all, and neither did you or Percy.

Still, you felt a little guilty about missing the classic chaos of your family Christmas—your little cousins screaming about Santa’s arrival, your grandmother burning something in the oven while swearing under her breath, and your mom insisting you take enough leftovers to feed an army. That guilt had been softened somewhat, though, when Sally and Paul dropped their bombshell:

“We’ve been thinking about moving to the West Coast,” Sally had announced over dinner one night, smiling like she knew exactly how much drama she was about to cause.

The words had hung in the air for a moment, heavy with implications. You and Percy had frozen mid-bite, twin forks hovering like awkward statues.

“Wait, what?” Percy had spluttered.

“To be closer to you two,” Paul explained calmly, like it was the most natural thing in the world. “It just makes sense, especially after the engagement.”

You still got butterflies thinking about it—the engagement. Even the word felt surreal. It hadn’t been that long ago that you’d been fighting for your lives on quests together, and now you were planning forever. Sally had cried when Percy told her, wrapping you both in hugs so tight you thought you’d never escape.

Now, here you were, bundled up against the cold as you stood with Percy on the balcony of his mom’s apartment. The skyline stretched before you, lights twinkling like little frozen stars. Somewhere down the street, someone was playing a slightly off-key version of “Jingle Bells” on a trumpet, and Percy was grinning like he could feel the joy in the air.

“The only negative to it would be no more this,” you said softly, blowing out a long breath just to watch it turn to mist in the cold air.

Percy turned to look at you, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his hoodie. “No more what?”

You gestured vaguely toward the city, your face half-hidden behind your scarf. “The noise. The lights. The people yelling at cab drivers. It’s kind of our thing, you know? New York at Christmas.”

He chuckled, stepping closer until he could press a kiss to your temple. “I’m pretty sure cab drivers yell year-round. Not just at Christmas.”

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at your lips. “You know what I mean.”

He nodded, gaze flicking out to the skyline. “Yeah, I do. It’s weird to think about Mom and Paul moving out there. Feels like the end of an era or something.”

“Almost,” you teased. “But hey, they’d be close enough for both families to celebrate together. Think about it—my mom’s turkey and your mom’s blue cookies in one place. Worlds colliding.”

Percy laughed, the sound warming you more than any amount of layers could. “You mean my mom would finally have an excuse to out-bake your mom. She’s been planning that showdown for years.”

“That’s just because you hype her up too much,” you said, nudging his shoulder playfully.

“It’s not hype if it’s true.”

You rolled your eyes again, but this time Percy caught your hand, tugging you closer until you could feel the rise and fall of his chest against your back. You leaned into him instinctively, savoring the quiet moment between the two of you. The city was loud, but somehow it always felt quieter when you were with him.

“You know,” Percy murmured after a beat, his voice soft, “it wouldn’t really matter where we were. Whether it’s New York or the West Coast or—who knows—Mount Olympus someday, as long as you’re there…”

You tilted your head back to look at him, brow raised. “Mount Olympus? Really?”

He grinned, sheepish. “Okay, maybe not Olympus. But you get what I mean.”

And you did. Because no matter where you ended up—whether surrounded by skyscrapers or staring out at the Pacific Ocean—you’d be home, as long as Percy was by your side.

You squeezed his hand in yours and looked back out at the city. Somewhere below, a group of kids was laughing and chasing each other, their shouts echoing up to you. Snow had started to fall again, tiny flecks catching in Percy’s hair, and you couldn’t resist reaching up to brush a few away.

“Let’s make the most of it while we’re here, then,” you said softly. “One more New York Christmas, just in case.”

Percy smiled, leaning down to kiss you gently. “Deal.”

Everything was perfect—the snow, the city, the warmth of Percy’s arms around you. Maybe you hadn’t planned for any of this, but you wouldn’t trade it for the world.

[l0stglitch]

Hi I hope you're doing well! Anyways, how do you think the four boys (Dwayne, David, Marko, Paul) would react if we just ran away, like went to our friends house and refused to come back to the cave? Also what punishments do they give, like after we ran away and in general? Also sorry if my grammer is bad English isn't my first language, anyways have a good day/night!

Running away

Platonic Yandere lost boys x reader

Notes- Hey I’m doing great thanks! Your English is very good- I couldn’t tell you weren’t a native speaker :)

Warnings- Choking, Yandere behaviour, Confinement, Psychological abuse, Dehumanisation

Part 2

• I think it’s safe to say all four of your fathers would be absolutely LIVID if you ran away.

• They genuinely don’t understand why you would even think to do something so senseless. After all, it was them who saved you from your biological family when you first moved to Santa Carla.

• Not only that, but you had also stolen Dwayne’s bike (his being the obvious choice, as you spent the most time on it).

• They discovered your absence a few hours after you had snuck out, but couldn’t go after you due to the burning rays of the July sun.

• Meanwhile, you had found yourself at Bethany’s house. She knew enough about your parents to gladly let you stay as long as you need, despite your warnings about how dangerous they are.

• Coming back to the boys, I think their individual reactions would vary. Dwayne would be more worried than pissed off. The thought of his baby girl being out there alone without their protection fills him with this hopeless dread. He’s not even mad about the bike because he’s so scared that you’ve crashed somewhere and are lying under a mangled pile of metal, injured and alone.

• Marko is also terrified for you. As I’ve said before, he’s in denial about you growing up, so he won’t even entertain the idea that you might be able to look after yourself. He’s not used to being afraid. Out of everyone in the pack it’s generally agreed that Marko is the most sadistic and violent when it comes to preying on humans. He thrives off of scaring people (you included) so the fact that you are scaring him makes him angry.

• He finds himself pacing the cave, eyes shining a brilliant yellow and fangs on display as he pictures the moment they find you. David eventually has to tell him to knock it off or he’ll tire himself out before nightfall.

• Speaking of David, I think that out of everyone he’d be the least panicky. That’s not to say he isn’t worried about you, but he understands you better than the others do. He knows that it takes careful planning to pull off a stunt like this, and you aren’t stupid enough to get yourself caught up in anything too dangerous.

• This stems from the fact that David’s obsession with you doesn’t come from a deep rooted paternal desire like it does for the others. Sure, he loves you as his daughter and feels a strong sense of pride that they were the ones to mould you into who you are today, but it’s more complicated than that.

• The more you grow, the more he sees himself and the others within you, but beneath all that is someone else. A small fragment of a broken child waiting to spiral into something else. That’s what intrigues him. That hidden part of you locked behind years of painful love and comforting abuse.

• Paul’s reaction is a lot simpler than David’s. He feels guilty that their previous argument with you has led to you doing something so drastic. It’s not that he doesn’t trust you, he just doesn’t trust all the creepy men around that could hurt you.

• I don’t think he’d be on the verge of a complete meltdown like Dwayne and Marko, but he’d definitely be on edge, with a million different scenarios playing out through his head.

• Once the sun is finally down, it wouldn’t take them long to find you. You weren’t stupid enough to leave Dwayne’s bike right outside Bethany’s house, but it was still close enough for your fathers to track you down with relative ease.

• The only problem they faced was actually getting to you. Vampires have to be invited inside, and there was no way Bethany’s mother was going to let in a group of leather clad punks demanding to see their fifteen year old daughter.

• So naturally, they went to Max and begged asked him to politely introduce himself as your uncle and bring you home.

• Of course, with his charming nature Max had no problem getting invited into Bethany’s home.

• In all fairness, he didn’t lie. Sure, he had left out the part where Marko choked you until you were on the verge of passing out, but nothing he did say was untrue. It was more just a careful avoidance of certain details.

• You knew you were in deep shit when you came downstairs for dinner and saw your uncle sat at the table with a plate of lasagne of his own.

• It was an awkward dinner, well for you at least. Beth’s mum seemed pretty into Max, and he clearly loved the attention.

• Once the meal was over, Max announced that he would be taking you home, his tone stern- a subtle warning for you not to argue.

• So you didn’t argue. At least, not until you were out of Bethany’s house.

• As soon as her door clicked shut you bolted.

• It was a stupid idea really. Max’s car was parked right outside the driveway, so even if you did manage to get away from him, he’d easily be able to chase you down in the vehicle.

• It wasn’t Max who caught you though. In fact, he made little effort to chase you as you ran.

• That didn’t strike you as odd until the street you were sprinting down was suddenly lit by a harsh white light.

• For a moment you thought it was a car speeding towards you, but as your eyes adjusted it became clear that there were three beams of light, not two.

• Your fathers had been waiting round the corner for you and Max.

• You, being a stubborn teenager, didn’t stop running. You ignored the aggressive revving of their engines and legged it down the road.

• The gleaming headlights honed in on you, allowing no darkness to conceal your desperate escape.

• Their bikes almost seemed to leap forwards after you, as if they were an extension of your fathers, feeding from their obsessions.

• It only took a matter of seconds for them to catch up to you, even after you veered from the road and tried to make a break for the forest at the end of the street.

• They had you surrounded in an instant. David in front, Marko to your right and Dwayne and Paul sharing a bike to your left.

• Perhaps you would have found the sight amusing if it wasn’t for that look in their eyes.

• This must have been what it felt like to be a deer. Trapped under the gazes of four hungry wolves, with your only advantage being your primal fear of being dragged back to the cave- something that you knew would be your inevitable fate.

• Despite the futility of the situation, you still tried to break past them, spinning on your heel and dashing to the gap between Marko and David’s bikes.

• For a fleeting second you truly believed you had succeeded in getting past them, but then a hand snared in the neck of your top and yanked you back.

• The force of it pulled you to the ground, where you lay momentarily stunned, choking for air.

• David was quick the dismount his bike, crouching over where you lay on the sidewalk.

• There was nothing you could do except stare up at him, dazed as he pulled you to your feet and forced you onto the back of his bike.

• They didn’t speak to you on the ride back, only stopping once to pick up Dwayne’s discarded bike (after you’d been forced to hand over the keys).

• The only conversation was between Marko and Paul, who seemed almost giddy to return to the cave. You expected that from Marko, always the sadist, but Paul? That stung a little. You supposed he was just feeding off of his mate’s energy.

• David was clearly pissed off. You were surprised he hadn’t berated you yet, but it seemed as though he was waiting to get home for your punishment.

• As for Dwayne, you could tell he was deeply disappointed that you had even wanted to leave them, let alone actually do it.

• When it comes to punishments, David is usually in charge. He’s the leader of the pack and therefore creates the rules and enforces them the most out of everyone.

• The only exception being when Marko occasionally decides to make a new rule without telling any of the others so when you inevitably break it, he punishes you.

• There was a lot of debate between them about what the punishment for running away should be.

• Dwayne was more inclined to taking away certain privileges. No trips to the boardwalk, no choice in what you get to eat, no visiting Uncle Max and Thorn, etc.

• Marko would rather just break your legs. It solves the issue of you running away in the future and makes you completely dependent on them, solidifying how much you need your fathers to help you.

• In the end though, David gets the final call. He decided that if you don’t want to be around them then fine, but it won’t be in your terms.

• They left you chained up like a dog in a secluded part of the cave- far from where your fathers would be spending much of their time.

• You were left there for two months, only seeing David once a day when he brought you a bottle of water and a ham sandwich.

• Being treated like an animal slowly chips away at your sanity. David’s silent glare and the bland flavours of your basic meal are the only markers of the time spend in the darkness.

• The chain around your ankle feels heavier the longer you’re there. Your weight loss making you weaker by the day as you almost forget that Dwayne, Marko and Paul must be somewhere in the cave as well.

• You wondered if they thought about you as little as you thought about them.

• It felt like years before David finally brought a key along with your meagre meal.

• He watched silently as you ate your sandwich. You kept your gaze averted, staring at those cold leather boots as you chewed your way through the stale bread.

• “Not in the mood for talkin’ huh?”

• David twisted the keys around between his fingers. Your silence wasn’t much of a surprise to him, after all it had been a whole two months since you had spoken to him or your other fathers. He briefly wondered if you’d been talking to yourself to cope with the loneliness.

• How much damage could enough isolation do to a person?

• The chain unlocked with a small click, but you still made no effort to move.

• David sighed and cupped your cheek, guiding you to look at him. “You’re free now, punishment’s over. Cmon, the others have missed you.”

• You let him help you stand up- something you hadn’t done it a long time.

• David guided you back to the main area where Dwayne, Marko and Paul waited restlessly to see you again.

• Dwayne was the first to rush over to you, enveloping you in a big hug. You didn’t return it. It was hard to feel anything but the cold chill that still remained after those two long months.

• Your fathers were quick to wrap you in a thick blanket and curl up on the couch. Marko was practically spoon feeding you the bolognaise they had prepared earlier that day, but you hardly noticed.

• No one admitted it out loud, but it was clear that your isolation had scarred you a lot worse than a pair of broken legs from Marko would’ve.

• They were going to need to put in a lot of work to get you back.

Tag list- @bella-goths-wife @purple-lemon-8 @xjesterxjacksx @ursinaw @simplyreading96 @lostbetweenvampiresandmusic

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[forthlin]

john and paul at brian's place, july '67 (x)

[lostbetweenvampiresandmusic]

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As fast as she could, Julie flew through the air, flying a route she hadn't flown in weeks. She hadn't been back in the cave since we'll before the staged kidnapping and them destroying the facility. Even though it was necessary that she got there, she thought quietly as she saw the clouds slowly turn orange on the horizon. She flew slightly uncomfortable.

She sped up, flying faster as she saw the sky change colour. It was getting light er and lighter, and she was tired. She hadn't eaten that night, forgetting to do so after the awkward dinner at Lucy's and her crying on the roof. But now she desperately wished she had. She was almost there, she could see their bikes parked between some bushes, but the sun was rising already.

Fuck, she thought quietly as she rushed forwards, diving into the cave, crying out as a stray sunbeam hit her arm. She took a deep breath, trying to ignore the burning pain as she got up, out of the sun.

"What are you doing here?"

She looked up and saw David stand in front of her.

"The Frogs know what we are."

"So?"

Julie's face turned into a cold glare as she looked at him. "If it hadn't ben for Thorn waking me, I would have been staked. Max sund me to warn you."

"Surely it wasn't that bad," David sat down in his chair, an unimpressed air around him.

"You clearly never woke up with a stake in your face."

David was about to say something when Laddie sat up. Onky now did Julie notice that the bed she had slept in while she had stayed her previously had been placed in the living area of the cave. Laddie had been sleeping there. Only when he sat up did she realise Star laid next to him.

"Why are you so loud?" He asked tiredly.

Julie didn't say anything, instead opting to take this opportunity to get away from David and get further into the cave. She didn't want to deal with him now. Of course, with her not staying here for weeks and them needing to shelter two people, it was an obvious choice to use the unused bed for them. Still, it felt a little unwelcome. She sighed as she walked further and further into the cave, stopping when she came across Paul and Marko's room. She knocked on the make shift door, not sure if they'd open or not.

It took less than a second before the door was opened, both boys half undressed.

"Hey guys."

Max was seething with anger. Two kids, teenagers, had managed to get inside the house. Not only that, they had managed to get close to Julie. They had almost managed to stake her. He quietly thanked Marko for teaching her how to fight, realising that if she hadn't she probably wouldn't be here right now.

"I'm sorry, Thorn," Max walked to the doggy door, carrying some wooden boards. "As long as those kids are alive, we will need to be careful."

It took a little while, but then the door was nailed shut. Nothing could get in - or out for that matter.

Max walked to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of scotch, and poured himself a generous glass. He sat down with a sigh, shaking his head slightly. "This is a mess," he looked at his hellhound. "If something happens, I want you to take care of Julie."

Thorn gave a slight nod - he understood. Of course he did. Being a hellhound, he was bound to the word of his master. And in all fairness, over the past year, Julie had definitely become a second master to him.

Max looked at Thorn, a sudden spark in his eyes. He stood up, ringing a phone number he had quickly looked for in the phone book. As the phone rang, he was certain this would solve some if not all of their problems.

"Yes, is this child protective services? You're speaking with Lawrence. There are some kids running a comic book store down at the boardwalk, and i was wondering if anyone could check up on them?" He waited for a moment. "As quickly as possible, that would be great."

He grinned as he hung up the phone. Sometimes, he thought as he took a second glass, things were best handled the human way.

"You look like shit," Marko noted as he stepped aside, letting Julie enter the room.

"Yeah," she nodded, before looking at the two of them. "Did I interrupt some-"

"Nothing we can't pick up later," Paul reassured her quickly, and even though Julie nodded, she opted to sit on the wooden chair instead of on their bed. Marko grinned, taking a seat on the bed.

"The Frogs got inside."

"Inside Max' house? Is he alive?" Paul looked at her. She nodded.

"Thorn woke me up, and one was about to stake me, but I stopped him from doing so. Max scared them off and sund me here to warn you guys."

"Those kids were serious then?" Marko asked.

"They had garlic and holy water and everything."

Marko pulled a face, causing Julie to frown. "I thought garlic didn't do anything?"

"Different vampires react differently to certain things. How you react badly to the wrong blood type, I react badly to garlic."

"That sucks," Julie sighed, a yawn escaping her. "Is there somewhere I can sleep?"

"We all sleep further down," Paul answered, making Julie realise that they didn't sleep like she did. They did so upside down. "There's space enough for one more."

Around noon, Michael Emerson definitely regretted being dragged along by his brother. Vampires, Sam had said. Vampires were real. Of course Michael had known that, but he couldn't exactly tell that to his brother, now could he?

So here he was, following the Frogs and his brother into the cave, the two boys ready to slay a vampire and Sam mainly being panicked.

"You can stay in the car, Sammy," Michael offered, hoping the boy would say yes.

"No, I got to do this!"

Michael sighed, following the three younger boys inside the cave. He wanted to protect Star, knowing she had completed her change recently, he knew she wouldn't be able to stand the sun anymore.

"Here's one!" Edgar yelled, causing Michael to flinch.

"Leave her alone!"

"She's a bloodsucker!" Alan hissed.

"She's not evil!"

The boys stared at each other before they relented. They went further into the cave, a loud yell audible as they found where the vampires were sleeping.

Julie woke up, hearing the screams of three boys under her. She hung upside down, an entirely unpleasant experience that she didn't wish to experience again. As she looked down, she saw Sam, whom she was quite certain, was indeed her cousin and the two boys she had seen at dinner. And, she thought bitterly, in her room earlier that day. She was quiet as she subtly tried to wake Marko, who hung right next to her. He didn't wake up. Neither did Paul or Dwayne when she quietly called out to them.

Fuck. She couldn't handle them alone. Not when all three of them were armed.

She kept her eyes half closed, making sure she could still see what was going on. The boys looked up, inspecting the sleeping vampires.

"Let's go for the small one!" Sam whispered loudly, making Julie flinch. In this case, she was the small one.

"No, we already tried and failed to stake her," Alan hissed back, showing his violently red arm. "She almost broke this when she escaped. We need to get the leader."

Julie's eyes snapped open when she heard the metallic clang of someone climbing a ladder. This was bad. If they killed David...

Ignoring every fibre in her body telling her to flee, she let herself fall down, scaring the three mortal boys.

"Holy shit!" Edgar looked at her, his stake aimed high. Julie tried to slow down, but she was too low to the ground. Sam and Edgar both grabbed her, pulling her down on the stake. She screamed loudly, the wood splitting her stomach. With a loud thud did she fall to the floor, crying out in desperation when she saw a second stake raised above her.

"David!"

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