It had been several months later, and Martha was expected to have the baby at anytime. Frank, Eunice, Wayne, Wanda, and all the others called everyday to check up on her, and to see if the baby had been born yet. One day, Martha went into labour. All their friends came up to help. Wanda was in the room with Martha, and so was Eunice. Wayne, Murray, Frank, and Griffin were in the living room sitting down, and Dracula had been pacing so much that he had worn down the wood.

"Dracula, relax. Come sit down." Wayne said. "I've been through this several times already. It'll be fine."

A couple minutes later, they all heard a baby cry. Dracula rushed up the stairs and into the room. Martha was in the bed holding a little baby in her arms. "It's a girl." She said.

Everyone huddled around the bed.

"What should we name her?" Dracula asked.

"I was thinking, Mavis." Martha said. "Mavis." Dracula repeated. "I love it."

"Here." Martha said softly, handing Mavis over to Dracula.

Dracula took his little girl and rocked her in his arms. But she woke up and started crying.

"No no no no." Dracula said. "I didn't mean to startle you. Shh shh. Hush little vampire don't say a word. Papa's gonna bite the head off a bird."

Mavis quieted down and went back to sleep. A peacefulness came over the room. Everyone was silent. Everyone kept their eyes on Dracula rocking Mavis back and forth, back and forth. Dracula imagined life with him, Mavis and Martha. Little did he know that life as he knew it was going to change.