First time writer! This should be a short few chapter story, starts light with a bit of edge at the end. Reviews would be awesome, I'm not much of a creative writer so I want to know what works and what doesn't!
Disclaimer: Nothing Sanctuary is mine. I wish.
Setting: Recently after Season 4 ending. Everyone's settled in to the New Sanctuary but up on the surface things are still kinda shook up from the events in SFN2.
Looking around, for the first time in his unnaturally long lifetime, Nikola realized he was a bit envious of Henry Foss.
Dammit, I am not!
...
Crap. I am. He couldn't even really lie to himself at this point. But he wasn't going to let the insufferable wolf pup know it. This trip was getting more and more unbearable. He was starting to think Helen had made him accompany Foss as some kind of punishment.
...
Ok, it was definitely as a punishment.
"Honestly, how can you have such pride in this institute? It's so new, so ... American." He tried to drawl, hiding his admiration as he walked past another fully stocked biochemistry laboratory (the third they'd passed on this floor alone). "There are living alumni from the first graduating class."
"Dude, 1) that's not true and 2) I know it's not ancient like Oxford, but this place is awesome! Best two years of my life!" Henry was scampering through the halls, bright-eyed and eager. "Computer programming, electrical engineering, robotics, physics…. AND really hot nerdy girls."
Henrik just couldn't stop gushing, could he? He then went on to mumble some disclaimer concerning the attractiveness and intelligence of his still very pregnant girlfriend…. Like Nikola cared.
When this trip started, he thought he was being punished for that small fire in the lab by being forced to play babysitter. Now he realized that this was Helen's revenge for each time he'd complained about the conditions of her labs.
"What happened - did you fail out after 2 years?" Nikola was only partially paying attention as he snarled this, realizing that those damn 20-year-old trust fund punks in the next room had a better machine room than he had for the first 75 years of his scientific career. And what were they doing?! Making key chains with their names on them for giggles. He felt more like the tormented Tantalus now than he had at any point in his struggles controlling his vampiric blood lust.
"No, I took every class I needed and went back to working at the Sanctuary, man!" Henry laughed; still thinking Tesla's attention was focused on his stories. "College is fun but it's a bit, well, normal. Much as I liked it here, I wanted to get back to the real work!"
"Sure you didn't just get homesick? Couldn't make any friends and slunk back home to Mommy?" came the next biting questions from one increasingly irate vampire. That one made Henry look up and notice Tesla's gaze, quickly realizing what was behind this recent escalation of snark. He snickered, but this brought back Tesla's focus and soon he was staring into a very steely glare, causing him to go to silent.
Damn kids. Stupid university. Don't know how good they've got it. I'd like to see them have to cope without electricity YOU'RE WELCOME FOR THAT BY THE WAY.
Tesla only realized he might have said that last part out loud when he started getting funny looks from the students passing them in the halls.
"Let's go find this friend of yours. NOW, mutt."
As Tesla slunk off, Henry rolled his eyes but stayed quiet and lead the way, content to know that Nikola Tesla – THE Nikola Tesla – was jealous of him.
Best. Field trip. Ever.