The blond man was casually walking toward the open doors and
the patch of sunlight gracing the floor when his arms were
suddenly grabbed from behind and he was yanked backwards by
two hysterically screaming young women. He looked around in
shock.

"Don't do it Nick. We won't survive losing you," Diane
shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Yes, Nicholas, please. Believe me life is worth a lot more
than committing suicide by walking out of Wal-Mart of all
the places. At least go to one of those classy Hudson Bay
department stores and do it there if you insist on it, so
that at least we can hold up our heads at your funeral and
not become the laughing stock of those nasty cousins,"
LaCountess babbled hurriedly before she was hushed by an
angry look from Diane.

The young man looked at them in genuine bewilderment, "What
is going on? Why are you doing this?"

Diane tried to calm down as she tried to reason with him in
a tone people used with a five year old, "Nick, we know how
much you resent violence and how frustrated you are because
of this war. But believe me, it's all for fun and there are
people out there who truly love you. Have you forgotten
about the Knighties?"

LaCountess continued to drag him away from the door and in
the process, knocked into a smiling and very customer
friendly Wal-Mart employee who had stepped forward to
resolve the quarrel, "Ah, sorry Ma'am," she apologized then
turned back toward the struggling man and screeched, "Oh,
Nick, how can you do this? Have you forgotten us? Diane and
I are just the tip of the ice cream. There are so many others
who will die from grief if you get a sun bur...err, burn in
the sun."

The blond man finally stopped struggling and looked at the
two frantic girls with deep, ocean blue eyes. When he spoke,
his voice was low, obviously trying not to draw more
attention to them.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

Both women finally let go of his arms and stepped back,
looking at him all googly eyed. Diane cocked her head and
said, "We're with the Cousins of the Knight. Remember? We
like you a lot. We think you're cool and not a brick at all
like those others say."

The man became even more shocked. He dropped his voice to a
lower level as he inquired, "What the heck are you talking
about? Who thinks I'm a brick? What in all the world do I
have to do with a knight and his cousins, whoever they are?"

LaCountess pulled frantically on Diane's sleeve and said,
"See, my guess was right. He is in another 'night in
question'. We have to remind him of who he is to save him
from certain death."

The man looked back at her, "Excuse me! Who am I that you
should save me from death?"

She stepped forward and touched his arm sympathetically,
"Please listen to me, my dear. You are a *vampire*. Don't you
recall? You probably got here through the Metro level and
hence did not burn. But if you walk out of those doors now,
you will burn in the sun."

The shocked man stared at her so intensely, for a second
they both thought he was frozen in place. Until finally, he
quietly said, "Are you two from the store's advertising
department? Is this a Candid Camera promo like those recent
cheese commercials where at the end, you'll show me a camera
hidden somewhere behind those isles and a month later my
picture is all over TV with a 'satisfied Wal-Mart customer'
banner above my head?"

At that LaCountess grabbed onto his shirt again and shook
him as hard as she could, yelling at him in terror, "Nick!
Wake up! This isn't a joke. STOP ACTING LIKE A BRICK FOR
HEAVEN'S SAKE."

He grabbed her arms and stopped her, looking her intensely
in the eye as she panted, "Who the hell is Nick?" He asked in
a surprised tone.

Diane stepped forward, still worried, yet some minor
realization dawning in her eyes, "Nick Knight. Isn't your
name Nick Knight?"

The man let LaCountess go and turned to face Diane, annoyed,
"No, my name is 'Wolfgang Gabumon', and I don't know anyone
called Nick Knight."

Diane's mouth fell open, "So you mean...you're not Nick? But
the resemblance..."

She was cut off by LaCountess' hysterical laughter, "What?
Your last name is 'Gabumon', you mean like the Digimon? Oh
my...hehehe...that's even funnier than you looking so much like
Nick. It's HILARIOUS."

The man wasn't amazed anymore. He gave them a goaded look
and said, "Now listen you two, I've tolerated this madness
long enough. First you tell me that I'm a vampire, now you
call me a Digimon. If you don't disappear from in front of
my eyes right now, I'll call the securities."

Diane pulled a still chuckling LaCountess out of the annoyed
man's view right that instance and dragged her with her
along the center pathway of the store, babbling scattered
apologies all the while, words like "we are so sorry Mr.
Gabumon" or "Please forgive our mistake Mr. Gabumon" which
made LaCountess laugh even harder. Before things could get
messier, the two Cousins of the Knight sneaked their way
back to where they had left their friends hoping that no one
had witnessed their embarrassing experience.

FIN (For now... MWAHAHAHAH!)