The Necromancer and the Nymph was supposed to be first, but Igorth refused to work with me...
This story is set in an Alternate Reality where both Heinrich and Vanna are the same age (and both are alive). It doesn't fit in any of my other universes. This is also a tiny ficlet.
Rating: Teen, for misunderstandings.
Characters (c) to Cosgrove Hall Story (c) to me, Steffie
Enjoy ^_^
Do Not Be Wanting
Austria; home of the great vampire hunter: Doctor Von Goosewing. Rest in peace, Count Duckula, for the great professor won't be hunting you...today.
Dr. Von Goosewing hummed happily to himself as he screwed the nut tighter on his latest invention: an invention that looked suspiciously like a vacuum cleaner. "Heinrich! Heinrich! Bring me zhe...hmm, vhere did zhat boy go off to now?" Goosewing honked in annoyance, "Vhy iz it zhat vhenever I need him, he vhould alvays disappear? Maybe Vanna vhould know vhere he iz?"
Deciding that finding out where his assistant is was more important that working on his device, Dr. Von Goosewing waddled up to his daughter's bedroom. Before he could knock on it, he heard something that most parents would dread hearing.
"Heinrich, almost zhere you are!" Vanna squealed. Heinrich grunted in response. Goosewing felt his cheeks burn in embarrasement.
"Mein body iz not used to such exercise"
"Do not be vorrying. You vill get used to it"
"I hope your Papa von't mind vot vhe are be doing"
"But Heinrich, vhe are both grown-ups, ja? He khant be telling us vhot to do."
Dr. Von Goosewing's face turned when he heard their conversation. Heinrich must've brainwashed his baby girl! With all his might, the enraged gander kicked the door open.
"Heinrich!!! I demand an explanation for zhis...huh?" Dr. Von Goosewing's jaw dropped open. The confused Vanna and Heinrich stared at the elder fowl as if he gone mad. Heinrich was helping Vanna hang up posters of the boy band that Dr. Von Goosewing despised; since all their songs were about...mature matters. The elderly professor tugged onto his bowtie as he blushed from embarrassement. He really made a big fool out of himself. He then calmed himself down the moment he remembered why he came to his daughter's room in the first place.
"Heinrich, I am not paying you for slacking off. Come und help me mit mein latest invention"
"Oh. Sorry Vanna, helping your Papa I must." Heinrich sighed sadly.
As both ganders worked on Goosewing's latest invention, I fear I must bid ye farewell.
Goodnight out there...whatever you are!
The End
