AUTHORS NOTE: Hi Y'all :) So I've had this idea for a bit- it's not really set at any particular time; just sometime where Sookie had broken up with Bill really :) Hope you all enjoy- I'm hoping to make this 2 or 3 chapters long, please review! :D
If you had told Sookie Stackhouse that she would be getting ready for a proper date she would have been amazed.
If you had told her it was with a vampire, she would have laughed.
If you had told her it would be with Eric Northman, she would have fainted in shock and called you a liar.
But this was what Sookie Stackhouse was currently doing. She was currently sitting in front of her bedroom mirror, curling her hair and deciding on what dress to wear to a proper human date, with a proper non-human vampire.
It all started when she commented to Arlene the night before that since she and Bill had broken up, she hadn't been kissed, she hadn't been hugged and most of all- she hadn't gone out. But none of that mattered really, what mattered was that she just wanted to go out on a normal date- like you did when you were 18 and young and the boy was trying his best to impress you. No hidden agendas (well none that you wouldn't expect from an 18 year old man), no evil vampires trying to kill you/eat you and no magic crap at all. Just a normal simple date followed by a kiss at the doorstep and a promise to call. Sookie just longed to be normal, longed to be appreciated and wooed. Obviously that wasn't going to happen anytime soon; if she was undesirable to men before because of her telepathy, she sure as hell was a social pariah now she had dated a vampire. Especially Bill Compton.
However what she didn't realise when she said this, was that a certain handsome blond vampire was at that moment outside the bar, checking up on her in his overly priced car, making sure that all was well in the mind and body of Sookie Stackhouse. Nothing serious had happened in the recent months, but a part of him loved watching her go about her daily life. It wasn't guarding as such, more people watching…or Sookie watching as Pam liked to call it. Obviously he always called it guarding. Purely professional. Of course he wouldn't listen in to her conversations. That would be rude.
So, at 10pm that night, Eric had overheard (accidentally obviously- he wasn't deliberately listening in) that Sookie wanted a normal date, that Sookie wanted to be wooed. It would have been just plain rude to not act on this. Or plain stupid. He couldn't decide on which.
Sookie finished her shift at 1am, got into her old, beat up car and drove back through the dark country lanes to her "vintage" (dilapidated) home. Yes she knew it was old, but she loved it- she had grown up there, it still held memories of her grandmother, and it was the only thing in her life that had been constant in the past years. As she unlocked the door and went to step inside, she instead stepped on something crisp underneath her feet. Something had been posted through her door. Between 10pm and 1am in the morning. Cautiously Sookie locked the door behind her, turned on the lights and picked up the crisp envelope in her hand. Well nothing exploded, so it seemed to be going well so far. Taking it to the kitchen and switching on the lights as she went, she turned on the kettle and sat down with the letter in front of her. The envelope read "To Miss Sookie Stackhouse" in black, elegant script, obviously written with a fountain pen or…quill? No. Only old vampires would use quills. Sookie broke the seal at the back and took out the paper within. Unfolding the note, she laid it out on the table, the kettle popping as she began to read:
Dearest Sookie,
Would you be so kind as to accompanying me tomorrow night to the picture theatre tomorrow evening, followed by a moonlit dinner and dance? I have wanted to see you for some time, and I assure you there are no ulterior motives to my request. Just you and myself and a lovely evening.
I will pick you up at 7pm.
Yours Forever,
Eric Northman
PS: Wear a dress
Sookie sat there in silence. Eric Northman was asking her out. On a date. A proper date. To the cinema and then dinner. She should phone Fangtasia and say no. She should decline. But part of her couldn't. Part of her wanted to be taken out, wanted to be appreciated. She couldn't hide the tingles that were flowing through her body. And out of all the vampires she had met- she knew Eric sure as hell appreciated her. He seemed to be serious. There was nothing to lose – Eric wasn't a liar, he would have told her if this was business. He seemed to honestly want to take her out.
The water in the kettle long since cooled, Sookie forgot about the hot drink she normally longed for when she returned from Merlotte's and took the letter, attaching it to her fridge. If Eric wanted to take her out; he could take her out. But tonight- Sookie needed sleep.
So what did you think? Any reviews welcome :D Chapter 2 should be up either today or tomorrow :D