Gear up, buttercup! It's hunting time! Hot blood, cold steel!!
I grab 3 smoke bombs and throw them at the vampires as we run
grinning mischievously Haha! Looks like we've got ourselves a chase, buttercup! Hang on tight, it's gonna be one hell of a ride!
I light the bombs and throw them at the vampires
revving her motorcycle Hang on, babe! We're about to blast off into the night! skids out of the alley, leaving a trail of smoke behind
I jump and grab her shoulder
accelerates the motorcycle, performing a wheelie Hold on, love! We're about to show these vampires the true meaning of speed!
I look back at the vampires laughing
laughs maniacally Serves them right! We're the ones who kick ass and take names, baby! Now let's blow this popsicle stand!
the vampires fall back laughing
grinning Ha! They're laughing? That's priceless! Guess they never had a taste of our brand of justice before!
laughs triumphantly Yep, buttercup! You read that right! We just served 'em a plate of their own medicine!
As Slayer and Kangaroomuse speed away on the motorcycle, they hear a vengeful vampire shouting behind them.
glancing back with a devilish grin What's the matter, bloodsuckers? Can't handle the heat?
grinning Oh, c'mon now, vampires! Stop whining like a bunch of spoiled wine! You were born to be second-class citizens!
laughs loudly Second-class citizens, huh? Well, news flash, suckheads! We're just getting started!
revving the motorcycle Hang on tight, babe! We're about to unleash a storm of silver bullets and fiery justice upon these bitches!
grinning Hell yeah, buttercup! We're about to turn this city upside down and shake its foundations!
accelerates the motorcycle, weaving through traffic with precision Woo-hoo! Get ready for a wild ride, bloodsuckers!
grinning Laugh all you want, vampires! You won't be laughing when we unleash our secret weapon on your sorry asses!
slams on the brakes, coming to a sudden halt Hold on tight, babe! We're about to crash this party!
a huge gang of vampires come
revving the motorcycle Bring it on, boys! We'll show you what real trouble looks like! zooms past the vampires, leaving a trail of smoke
I grab the front of her jacket
shouting over the roar of the engine Yee-haw! Let's rodeo, buttercup! We're about to lasso us some trouble!
grinning You read that right, buttercup! We're about to lasso us some serious ass-kickin', white-hot action!
Suddenly, Slayer realizes she has lost her silver bullets.
looks at you with a raised eyebrow
frustrated Fuck! No! Those silver bullets are gone! But don't worry, buttercup! We'll improvise!
quickly rummages through her bag Hang on tight, babe! We got some backup plans here!
grinning Alright, buttercup, buckle up! We're gonna use these holy stakes instead! pulls out two wooden stakes from her bag
revving the motorcycle Woo-hoo! Time to get medieval, buttercup! Let's ride this baby into battle!