Disclaimer: The Lost Boys belongs to Warner Bros. I'm just having a bit o' fun with the characters.
Little Things That Could Have Been…
20. garlic
I. Gilroy
Sure, you're going to like it down here they said. So much to choose from they said.
Instead, they should have warned him about the festival and that garlic permeates everything, even prey.
Now the stench never leaves his clothes. Max hates the unseen noxious cloud that seems to float and billow around him. He's going to have to live with the smell.
Stupid tourist information ghouls; he never should have listened to the bastards in the first place.
The Boys are going to have a field day with him.
37. taxidermy
II. Grey Locks
"You make me laugh," she says as she slowly slips the bobby pins out of their customary positions in her thick grey hair. The tight bun the pins held in place slowly unravels.
Grandpa Emerson gazes at the loose locks of hair cascading in long, sinuous waves down the back of Widow Johnson's modest floral print dress. His hands are eager to caress her hair as if it was part of a beloved taxidermy project.
The widow sidles closer to him on the couch, leaving him with no room, but for one thought.
You were one lucky son of a bitch, Johnson!
3. vampire
III. Sucker
In her frustration, Amy called it a damn vampire. It glistened in the moonlight, attached to her side. There should have been warning signs. Cupping her hand over the feeding leech, she made her way to the shallow part of the pond, to the bank where she left her clothes and her impromptu date. He had been watching her as she splashed in the pond. Now he came forward.
"What's wrong?"
"This." Amy pointed to the clinging leech.
"That's nothing, and besides, there are worse things out tonight," whispered David as he reached for the engorged leech.
27. soar
IV. Flying Lessons
The most difficult part is the landing. I'm sure you can soar as high as a motherfuckin' eagle, but if you don't have the technique down, you're screwed. The other guys aren't going to do shit when it comes to helping you out, but take it from me, they'll be there, laughing their heads off when you fuck up. So you have to trust me.
I'm Paul, by the way, and I'll be teaching you everything I know about flying and landing. Here, let me tie this fishing line around your ankle so you won't float away.
100. dust
V. Motes
"This was supposed to be easy!" complained Sam.
"Just shut up and get the vacuum cleaner ready," answered Michael as he worked at shifting the pile of debris in the fireplace.
Dust motes were floating around in the early dawn light. They were all that was left of a gruesome collision between a large wooden stake and a vampire.
"Wow, when Max made his exit, he really went out with a bang," said Sam.
"You boys done yet?" asked Grandpa from upstairs. "And why aren't you two wearing masks or something? You two like breathing in vampire remains? "
91. carousel
VI. Childhood's End
He turns his head away after seeing his fading phantom of a reflection in the mirrors of the carousel. Children and their parents see him, but they quickly look away. Crouching, he hugs the wooden horse closer to him. Will my mommy be able to see me?
Someone places a hand on his shoulder, and the little boy shuts his eyes at its cold touch. The coldness spreads, seeping through the boy's uniform coat, and smothering the last vestigial memories of warmth and sunlight.
Laddie opens his eyes. An endless night is approaching.
"Let's go," says Dwayne.
21. church
VII. Sentinel
On the rare clear nights when the fog was absent, Grandpa Emerson saw them. It didn't disturb him at all seeing their dark forms hovering over the church steeple in the distance. They always kept an eye on the hills, where the old man guarded his keep.
In his youth, nearly every night's hunt ended in battle. When he became a husband and then a father, he found it harder because he had so much to lose, but all that was part of the struggle against the Undead.
And he accepted it all with a smile and without regret.
75. spaghetti
VIII. It's Only Pasta
Doris hated eating out these days. Staying at home would've been better, but her fridge was empty.
The walk to the restaurant wasn't pleasant; it was infuriating. She had to stop and tell off a couple of wild-haired bikers. They even followed her to the restaurant. She heard one of them yell, "Check her out, Paul!"
Now the tall blonde one was staring at her through the window. She was about to eat her spaghetti when the strands started to squirm like worms beneath the red sauce. Nauseated, Doris looked up to see Paul laughing.
She lost her appetite completely.
62. Hounds of Hell
IX. Thrill
He was true to his breed and Max was glad for it. The Hounds of Hell were more than adequate in their use as guardians. The milling crowd outside his store consisted of potential prey.
The vampire breathed in the night air, sorting through the smells of countless lives; one scent intrigued him, but he discarded it for another that was far more exotic and closer.
"How can I help you tonight?"
The hound at Max's feet cocked his head as he too recognized the tantalizing scent. He will feed well tonight along with his master.
24. stars
X. Twinkle
Tonight, Marko visits a little dive in the grimy backstreets of Santa Carla. Through its window, he notices a woman. She sits alone, sipping her cup of coffee. She's barely in her twenties.
He waits outside, up above, in the deep shadows.
Finished with her coffee, she rises from her table. She slips into a coat covered with colorful stars. Marko looks down at his own jacket and smiles - his teeth like diamonds.
After he feeds on her, he discards what's left of the girl and her jacket, but not before collecting a piece of fabric.
His eyes twinkle at his new patch.