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It had been around half a year since the G's fall and Scott’s capture.
Of course when Slayer and Furioso found out they leapt at the chance to rise even higher in the ranks. Owen and Legs came to visit and Owen nonstop teased Scott saying, ‘the big bad Scott Goldsmith, kidnapped by a bunch of measly humans’.
But it was all fun and games in the end. Especially when the booze came out. Flavored with blood of course.
That night had ended surprisingly well, when Pearl got a phone call from her old dog sitters, Cherri and Apo.
Pearl had stepped outside to take the call but vampiric hearing could still pick up on the joyful sobs she let out. She raced back inside and spilled the good news.
“Cherri found Tilly and the puppies!”
They planned to meet up in a dog friendly cafe, near a vet for Pearl to double check her dog babies were still ok.
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Shelby was squealing with excitement as she walked with Scott, Owen and Pearl to the vet, with 2 dog puppies writhing in her arms and licking her face. Scott was carrying a puppy as well but that one was more composed. Pearl just had Tilly following her. Owen wasn't great with animals and even if he suggested he hold one Pearl would not have let him.
They got up the steps of the vet clinic and Shelby smelt something familiar. The others obviously smelt it too but they decided to press onwards into the clinic. Owen couldn't smell anything wrong though.
The bell rang as they stepped inside and a bored customer service voice said, “Hi, welcome to the clinic.”
Shelby double-taked at the person talking to them.
It was that same vet that had been a pain in their ass when Scott got captured. Surprisingly he didn't recognise the 3 who stood in front of him now. Sure, Shelby would understand if he didn't recognise Pearl, she now had her white hair back instead of just highlights. Or Owen whom he had never met before.
Scott stepped up to the counter.
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Scott saw his opportunity to mess with him instantly and with a small smile, with one fang on display, he walked up to the counter.
“Why hello again Doc.” he said cooly, with hints of malice in his voice.
Grian was immediately shocked at his voice and he froze. When they made eye contact Grian jumped up from his chair so fast Scott thought he was trying to cover up him falling off of it.
“What are you doing here?” he said sharply with the fear evident.
“Wow relax, we are not here to hurt you… Pearl, did you want to speak now?” he said innocently.
When Scott said ‘we’ as in plural, Grian’s eyes darted behind the elder vampire. Shelby waved awkwardly and Pearl was completely absorbed in patting Tilly. The latter got up from her place crouching next to her dog and walked up to the desk.
“Yeah, putting our past grievances aside, is there any chance we could book my dog and her puppies in for a check up. I'm sure you know what happened.” she said that last bit with her usual smile wavering but Grian just stammered out a yes and ran to the back.
Owen whispered to Shelby something only people with really good hearing could understand. “Are we meant to know him?”. Shelby whispered back, “Yeah he was one of the people who captured Scott. He is kinda harmless though.”
A man with dark hair and a mustache seemed to be pushed out to deal with them.
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Shelby was already bored. Scott was taking care of the payment and Pearl was making sure she could trust this mustache man with her doggies so Shelby was left to her own devices. Owen also had no idea what was going on so he just decided to follow her around and help with her plans.
Soon they got enough out of sight so she could shift to a bat and spy on that vet again. He really was interesting.
They managed to sneak through a crack in the door relatively unnoticed, apart from Scott staring directly at them, winking as they crept in.
Behind there was a staff room, with Grian pacing back and forth and breathing heavily.
“They-they can’t possibly be back here right? Are they going to hurt me again? Shit I need to call Sc-Ringmaster.” he muttered.
He went to grab his phone but Owen swooped down in his bat form and grabbed it.
“Fuck, Morphling why are you here?”
How hurtful he would think he was Scott. Owen made things abundantly clear by flapping over to the door crack and pointing with his wing.
Grian looked through and gasped as he saw Pearl and Scott still there.
Shelby had already turned back and was sitting in a chair, on the other side of the room.
“Teeheehee… looking for me?” she said bubbly.
Owen was silent beside her, clearly enjoying the show.
“Who are you two? Do you work for Scott?”
“That is just offensive.” Owen sneered.
“Oh call me assuming that you work for that monster offensive, SoRrY i’M PaNIciNg!”
Grian was breathing very heavily now and Shelby started to feel remorse for making him so uncomfortable.
“Oh no don't listen to Owen, he’s a dick most of the time.” Shelby moved to grab the phone back and give it to Grian.
“So… I’m assuming you have questions?” she said meekly. Owen huffed and sat down in the chair, crossing his legs and fiddling with his bracelet Shelby made for him.
“Yeah what are you guys?” he said eventually.
“Well we are vampires! Part of the Goldsmith coven to be exact. That’s Scott’s coven.” she said joyfully.
“Unfoutunetly he is our coven leader so we mostly do as he asks.” Owen said annoyed, now looking at his nails, anything to get out of that conversation.
“Coven leader?” Grian asked, very confused.
“Oh yeah! Vampires are usually found in covens so they can take care of each other easier. There are still some loners or exiled vampires though. It really is quite complicated and that's not even getting into stages and how to turn someone into a vampire.” Shelby rambled.
She sighed, this was going to be a long conversation.
Shelby opened her mouth to explain.