It wasn't easy being a teenage vampire in the 80's. But what definetely wasn't any easier was being a teenage vampire in the 80's and playing babysitter of a vampire kid.

It had been a complete mistake. Long story short, they had accidentally turned you into a vampire aswell. And now they were fucking stuck as babysitters.

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It wasn't easy, each night it was a different story;: one night it was Marko that had lost sight of you and now you where god-knows-where, the other was Dwayne that had forgotten to buy you food, the next was Paul that had given you a hit from his joint and now you were high as fuck.

And David was just fed up with how fucking useless his vampiric friends seemed to be regarding the matter. Leaving him to act as the 'responsible authority figure' which he completely despised.

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Tonight, they had left you with Paul while they went to hunt and feed. The moon high in the sky and as high were you two when they came back.

Marko coughed with a smirk at the thick fog clouding the cave, It reeked of weed. "damn" the blonde vampire laughed.

Dwayne was just covering his mouth as to not to chuckle, while David looked as if steam might just come out of his ears like a cartoon.

"PAUL!!" He all-but roared as he bursted into the cave. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!? DID YOU GIVE THE KID WEED!?"

Long story short, Paul had indeed given you eres. And now you two were higher than the empire state, giggling like schoolgirls.

David protectively scooped you up into his arms, pretty much growing at Paul. How had he even thought about giving you a joint?

"a'ight, kid, m'gonna watch over ya until your head comes down from the clouds" he murmured as he adjusted you in his arms.

He looked at you, the chains from his punk attire clinking as he walked over to the kitchen, now holding your high self with only one arm as he opened the fridge with the other. "You hungry?" he asked. "Paul's always hungry when he's high" he mused.