Then at around 9:30 am, Tweety went into Sir Poopsalot’s bedroom, and sprayed the entire room with garlic smell. He then did the same with The other rooms of the house. Even in his deep sleep, Sir Poopsalot senses the smell dreaded by all vampires, and immediately jumped out of bed. After he finds out the whole place is full of the smell, he started to panic. He have no choice but to go out the house. But he checked the windows firsts. It seems dark out side. Sir Poopsalot breathed a sign of relief and burst out the door – right into the bright sunlight of a hot morning. Tweety has chosen the perfect day. Today was the hottest day of the week, and Tweety has made sure of that. Sir Poopsalot first looked surprised, the his face became one full of horror, and became incredibly pale (well more pale then he is already). His legs started shaking and he collapsed on the floor. He let out a monstrous cry, “NO! NOT THE SUNLIGHT!” He never notice a little figure slumped by the bushes, smiling to himself with pleasure. It was Tweety, who has been waiting for this moment to see Sir Poopsalot suffer in pain for years. Sir Poopsalot started melting. First from the head, then all the way down to the toes. He let out a final cry of defeat before becoming nothing but a pile of ashes on the floor. 

The next day at school was peaceful. Even awkwardly peaceful, as it seems to Tweety. No one harassed him and and made fun of him. Tweety became an instant celebrity after news got out that the school bully, Sir Poopsalot, was destroyed under his very hands. No one grieved the lost of the vampire, not even the teacher and staff of the school, who never really like him neither. With the  bully gone forever, everyone at Fluffyville Elementary, or even, the entire Fluffyville, lived happily ever after.