*Disclaimer - The characters in this story belong to Orson Scott Card who wrote the book "The Lost Boys" and Joel Schumacher who directed "The Lost Boys" Movie. I only own the storyline to this story and any original characters I decide to add. *
" " - Out Loud
' ' - Thoughts or Vampires speaking through their minds
Chapter 5
Sam turned and pulled the covers tighter around him. He had never slept this good. There was no way he was getting up.
"Aww isn't he so precious? Sleeping like a baby." Someone whispered.
Sam heard another voice laugh.
"He is, isn't he?" The other voice said "Shall we"
"We Shall"
Before Sam knew what was happening Marko and Paul both jumped onto the bed and started jumping yelling at the top of their lungs
"WAKE UP. WAKE UP SAMMY." Marko yelled.
Paul laughed and bounced extra hard yelling "THE MOON IS OUT AND IT'S TIME FOR LITTLE HALF VAMPIRES TO PLAY. WAKE UP WAKE UP."
Sam's eyes flew open as he jerked up.
He gave them a heated look. He was furious.
Paul and Marko just smirked ignoring the glare of the half vampire.
"Go away." Sam stated and laid back down to pull his pillow over his head.
Marko and Paul jumped off the bed. They smirked at each other.
"It seems our little brother is having some issues getting up. I think we need to help him wake up don't you Marko?" Paul said mischievously.
Marko raised an eyebrow at Paul and asked. "And how do you suggest we do that?"
Paul's smirk got bigger "The same way Dwayne gets Laddie up when he won't get up."
Marko burst out laughing. "He is going to absolutely hate it."
"Oh, I know but what are big brothers for? Ready?" Paul said with a laugh.
Marko nodded. "Ready. I'll get the blanket."
1...2...3. Marko pulled off the blanket and then both jumped on the bed pining the younger boy down.
Paul pinned down Sam's hands with his knees. His hands jumped between tickling Sam's arm pits and squeezing his ribs.
Marko sat on Sam's legs down as his hands bounced between squeezing the muscles of Sam's hips and digging his fingers into Sam's stomach.
Both vampires laughed as Sam squealed and burst into laughter.
"STAHAHAHOP! HA HA HA I HA HA HA CAN'T HA HA HA TAKE HA HA HA IT!" Sam yelled.
Sam had gotten shocked by both the cold of the cave when the blanket was pulled up and then at these two crazy idiots who thought the best way to wake him up was to tickle him to death.
"Aww. Look at his sweet face. He's so happy, isn't he?" Paul exclaimed.
Marko snorted "sure he is. Think he has had enough?"
Sam quickly screeched out "YES. Ha Ha Ha Ha I'VE Ha ha ha HAD Ha ha ha ENOUGH"
"You going to get up?" Marko asked.
"YES. Ha ha YES, Ha ha ha NOW ha ha ha ha STOP" the boy begged.
Paul and Marko stood up laughing at the boy. Sam was breathing heavy and still shaking with laughter. He wiped his eyes and tried to glare at the two.
"Was that really necessary?" He asked.
Paul laughed "Sure it is little brother. It's time for you to get a new wardrobe and who's better to help you than your big brothers Paul and Marko"
Sam shook his head and flopped back down on the bed. "You guys are crazy."
Marko smirked "of course we are but too bad for you because you get to hang with us ALL night long. Now get dressed and meet us in the lobby"
Sam tensed at that statement. 'Maybe I can convince them to leave me alone and let me sleep for a couple more hours'
Paul reached forward and yanked Sam out of bed. "None of that stuff. Either you get dressed or we'll help you out."
The color left Sam's face. That was so not what he wanted. He nodded his head.
Paul grabbed the clothes and shoes off the desk. He pushed them into Sam's arms. "These are some old clothes of Marko's. They should fit you well enough until we can go get you some more."
Paul and Marko walked out the door however Marko stuck his head back into the room. "We'll give you 10 minutes before we come to help you. Don't keep us waiting. We will be in the lobby when you are done."
With that being said he vanished in the hallway leaving Sam to dress himself.
Sam slowly looked at the items the dramatic duo had brought him. These were definitely what they would have worn. It consisted of a pair of blue jeans with holes in the knees, a black t-shirt with a flaming scull and a pair of black boots. Sam quickly got dressed and rushed to the bathroom to get ready. The last thing he needed was to have Paul or Marko come help him get dressed. Who knows what they would do to him if they had to help him.
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