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Max. It is so lovely to have a friend who offers you candy instead of eating it all herself .”
    I could have mentioned the gummy bears but I did not. Max didn’t offer me any candy, but even if he had I wouldn’t have taken it. Vampire candy is not good. You should never take candy from a vampire.
    When Max wasn’t being Wanda’s puppy, he was being Aunt Tabby’s creep.
    That afternoon, Aunt Tabby decided to repaint the wood in the hall with thick, shiny brown paint, which was a nuisance since every time I walked through the hall collecting my Spookie Werewolf Trapping Kit I tripped over all kinds of painting stuff.
    â€œMind those cans of paint, Araminta,” she snapped as I went past again.
    â€œI was nowhere near those cans of paint,” I said.
    â€œYou don’t have to be near cans of paint for them to suddenly fall over, Araminta,” she said, brushing her hair out of her eyes with painty hands. “They seem to take one look at you and throw themselves to the floor. Now, tell me, what do you think of the color?”
    â€œIt’s brown, Aunt Tabby,” I said, trying to be helpful.
    â€œYes. But do you like it?”
    I don’t like brown. Not one bit. But I didn’t think I should say that. While I was thinking about what I should say, Max—who I am sure had been lurking in a dark corner and listening to every word—trotted up and said, “I love it. I think it is just the perfect shade of brown. Youhave a wonderful sense of color, Aunt Tabitha.”

    Aunt Tabby smiled like he was the best thing in the world and then creepy Max said, “Please, may I clean your paintbrushes, Aunt Tabitha? I love to clean paintbrushes.”
    Aunt Tabby looked thrilled. “What an obliging boy you are, Max,” she purred. Then she looked at me in a less than thrilled way and said, “You see, Araminta, that is what I mean about being polite and helpful.”
    I left Aunt Tabby and Max discussing different shadesof brown and got on with collecting the Spookie Werewolf Trapping Kit. And while I was doing that I was thinking about vampires.
    This is what I was thinking: There are two kinds of Vampires. There is the nice kind, like Uncle Drac, who does vampiry stuff like not liking daylight, hanging around with bats, and having cute pointy teeth at the sides of his smile. This is the kind of vampire who would not dream of biting you, not in a million years. They just happen to come from a vampire family, that is all. After all, some people say that I look like Aunt Tabby—which I don’t —but even if I did it wouldn’t mean I actually acted like Aunt Tabby, would it? So you can look like a vampire but you don’t have to behave like one.
    Then there is the horrible kind of vampire.This is the nasty, biting kind whom you would not trust one inch. You can generally tell the nasty ones, as they are extremely creepy. They say nice things to people but they do not mean them. They lurk in corners listening to other people’s conversations, they pretend that they are really helpful and considerate so that aunts love them, they steal people’s best friends, and they have really sharp teeth . Does that remind you of anyone?
    That’s right: Max. Vampire Max.
    It was obvious now: That was the reason why Max was suddenly best friends with Wanda. Wanda is not easy to be best friends with—I should know. But Max didn’t really want to be Wanda’s friend; he wanted to bite her. And although I kind of thought it would serve Wanda right if she did get bitten, Ididn’t really want that to happen. That would make her a vampire too, and I didn’t think Wanda would be a very good vampire. She would just be trouble. And she might bite me .
    Something had to be done. The Spookie Werewolf Trapping Kit was now going to be the Spookie Combined Werewolf and Vampire Trapping Kit.

7
THE TRAPPING KIT
    B y evening I had put together the