Characters: Edgar Frog, Alan Frog, Sam Emerson
Warnings: Not really.
Spoilers: For Reign of Frogs, I suppose.
Synopsis: Set after Reign of Frogs. Alan drank vampire blood, and Edgar is going to save him even if he has to to tear down the whole town to do it...
Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8
It was a week later that Sam came around to the comic store to break his news. He tapped his fingers nervously on a box of back issues as he spoke, not making eye contact. “My mom wants us to get away for a while. After Grandpa died, I think she just wants to get out of town and forget about things.”
Edgar folded his arms and glared at him through narrowed eyes. “I don't believe this! My brother turns into the evil undead and you get to go an a nice vacation?”
Sam shrugged apologetically, “I can't tell her I'm not going. What would I do, stay in that creepy old house by myself?”
“We've got a spare room now,” Edgar told him, quietly.
“Look,” Sam bit his bottom lip and regarded his friend. On the surface, he seemed to be fine, but Sam was sure that no one could go through what they had and still be okay. Even someone like Edgar Frog. “Why don't you come with us? I already asked my mom and she's fine with it. It'd do you good to get out of Santa Carla for a few weeks. Too many bad memories, that's what mom said.”
Edgar shook his head, “I've got work to do.”
“So just take a week. The vampires aren't going anywhere.”
“Actually, they are,” Edgar told him. “Most of the vampire activity has moved up the coast, I'm going to follow it. So when you come back, don't expect to find me here.”
“Oh. Well, you'll be back won't you? Sometimes?”
Edgar shrugged, “There's nothing here for me any more. Alan's gone, and our parents barely notice. And you're right, bad memories. He's everywhere I look around here. It makes it too hard to believe he's gone.”
Sam sat down and ran a finger across the top of the box of comics distractedly. So, Edgar did feel. It was a revelation he could have done without at this particular moment. “He's not gone, Edgar. I know you don't believe it, but he's still Alan, even if he is a vampire.”
“No,” Edgar shook his head, “Alan's dead. That's just a monster wearing his skin.”
“Yeah, well he sounds like Alan. He misses you.”
Edgar's eyes narrowed further, “You've seen him, then?”
Sam nodded, “A couple of times.”
“Damn it, Sam!” Edgar shook his head as he pounded his fist into the wall, “Haven't you learned anything? Vampires will try to seduce you, bring you into their world. Maybe it's good you're leaving town, maybe you shouldn't come back. Just be very careful, cos I'm pissed at you right now, but I don't want to have to stake you. Got it?”
“I've got to go,” Sam told him, “Let me know where you end up, I'll see you when I get back.”
Edgar watched the other member of his team leave. Fine, he was better off on his own, fewer people to worry about. He flicked a glance at his parents, both asleep behind the cash register, and headed up to his room. Time to make preparations, he would leave for Luna Bay in the morning.