There needs to be an episode of some monster hunting show or a movie, where there is a showy, dramatic scene to prepare for a vampire Hunt.
Weapons of all types of badassery are gathered and brought. Crossbow, silver swords, silver boomerang blades, a small flame thrower.
But then the Hunters arrive at their target, and it’s a tiny! vampire, roosting on top of a bookcase in a library.
They share a glance, put down their big fancy weapons, and get out a butterfly net.
After capturing the snoozing little beastie, they place him in a box and the librarian rushes up.
“Oh thank goodness! Ferdinand got out of the office! He’s never been here before, I brought him for a visit. I think he got himself lost and tuckered out.”
“Ma’am, you called us saying a vampire was loose in the library...”
“Indeed! I should have specified the size. Though, there are a few perfectly respectable vampires of normal size who frequent this place during normal hours...Good lord,you two are ready for a war. Get those nasty blades out of here, you’ll scare Ferdinand!” the box kept snoring.
She thanks them both though, and pays them a check and cookies for their visit. The drive back to their compound is quiet.
“Ferdinand was kind of cute. I’d be more of a werewolf person though.”