*Joel*

I regarded my reflection in the mirror curiously, squinting slightly. My skin was a bit paler than it had previously been, but not so much that it would raise any suspicions. I bared my teeth, inspecting my lengthened canines closely, wondering how to keep people from noticing them. They were a dead give away. I touched my fingertip to the end of one of my fangs, surprised at how sharp they actually were.

"Joelsy?" Benji called, "Where are you? I need you to do my spikes for me!"

"I'm in the bathroom," I called back, opening the door and peeking my head out. I smiled at him as he walked towards me, a comb and hair glue in his hands.

"There you are," Benji smiled, "We should probably hurry... I told Billy and Paul we'd meet them at the restaurant at eight. It's now... seven fifteen."

"Okay, I get the idea," I smiled, kissing him softly, "Now sit your chunky ass on the floor."

"Hey, my ass isn't chunky," Benji pouted, but then complying and doing as I'd instructed.

"Sure it is," I grinned, sitting behind him on the toilet, so now he was on the floor between my legs, "Chunky, just the way I like it."

"Aww... you say all the right things," Benji chuckled as I parted his hair and started shaping it into the first of many five-inch spikes. After a few moments of silence, Benji said, "Joel? About last night... you're not angry about me changing you... Are you?"

"Not in the least," I smiled, "I'm glad you changed me... Now we're still identical."

"True," Benji agreed, being careful not to nod his head, "But are you happy?"

"As long as I'm with you, I'll always be happy," I replied, setting to work on the second spike.

"Okay," Benji smiled, "I just didn't want you to hate me or anything."

"Benj, I could never hate you, even if I wanted to," I chuckled, "Hey Benj? Do you think we should tell Billy and Paul?"

"I don't know," Benji said thoughtfully, "I mean, they accepted the fact that we're dating, so this shouldn't be too different."

"Good point," I nodded, "Let's see how dinner goes, then decide."

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*Benji*

"Alright, I know you guys have that twin thingie where you talk with your thoughts and stuff, but you guys have been unusually quiet tonight," Billy chuckled, "What's up?"

"Oh, sorry," Joel blushed, "I just have a lot on my mind is all."

"Hey, no worries," Paul smiled, "Penny for your thoughts."

"Um... I'd rather not discuss it in public," Joel blushed more, his cheeks flushing an adorable shade of pink.

"No problem," Billy smiled.

"So," I coughed in an attempt to change the subject, "I have a question. What do you guys think about vampires?"

"Vampires?" Paul asked, his face taking on a confused look, "There's no such thing."

"Even so, what do you guys think of them, in general?" Joel asked, getting my idea and leaning across the table slightly to see what Paul and Billy would say.

"I think vampires are awesome," Billy smiled, his eyes lighting up like a little kid on Christmas day, "I mean, they have all these cool powers... like telekinesis and healing."

"Yeah," I smiled slightly. Maybe Billy wouldn't freak out if we told him. He seemed into the idea of vampires.

"I don't really think anything," Paul admitted, "I mean, I never really paid any attention to that kinda Sci-Fi stuff before."

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*Joel*

"So... what do you think?" I asked Benji as I took his hand in mine. We'd left the restaurant a while ago after eating, and Paul and Billy retreated back to the hotel, but they mentioned hitting Blockbuster first to rent out some movies. "Should we tell them?"

"I don't know," Benji said thoughtfully, "I say we really need to think this through."

I reached into my pocket as my cell started ringing loudly. "Hello?"

"J-Joel?" Paul asked, his voice shaking and sounding scared, "Billy... he-he's been... he's been shot. We're at the park... we need to get him to the hospital..."

"Joel?" Benji asked, noticing the shocked look on my face, "What is it?"

"We need to get to the park," I whispered, grabbing his hand and dragging him with me, "Billy's been shot."

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