AN: I haven't written very many fanfics before so this is probably not that great. I'm going to be throwing in Nyotalia and maybe 2P later. Instead of making up OC's to fill in character spots, I'll just draw from other universes.
Alfred had the best girlfriend in the world. They had been friends for years and knew each other inside and out before they'd decided to start dating. Amelia liked video games and hamburgers and pranks and hamburgers and Archaeology and hamburgers and superheroes almost as much as he did. Though, if he had to be honest, she was more like a sister than a girlfriend. They had decided to start dating as a way to fend people off. Amelia was tired of guys always trying to get with her. They'd always see a pretty face and assume she was dumb as a sack of bricks and try to walk all over her or they'd try to change her "unlady-like" behaviors. Or they were just dicks. Alfred had a similar problem with girls, plus his Mom was always asking him when he was ever going to find a nice girl and give her grandchildren. Although he didn't see her in a romantic light, Alfred just enjoyed getting to hang out with one of his best friends all the time without people seeing it as weird. He hoped it would one day grow into more, because he liked the idea of being old and still goofing off with her.
Speaking of Amelia, she had just called to invite him to go to Ruby Tuesday's for Valentine's Day. Aw yiss, hamburger date. They didn't usually go to Ruby Tuesday's because it was a bit out of their price range, what with them both being struggling college students and all. With all the hamburgers they ate, you'd think they'd be big as whales but Alfred was on the school's Baseball team and Amelia was on the Track team. Sometimes after burger dates, for fun, they would run around the park. This, of course, always resulted in them playing hide and seek or chase like a pair of children. And that's exactly how Alfred pictured this date ending.
Alfred picked out a clean shirt and pants and hung them on his door. He showered and brushed his teeth. He brushed his hair the best he could, but he knew that when it dried it would do its own thing and that cowlick at the front would be back. He picked up a bit around his living room even though he knew Amelia had seen it at its worst and didn't care. It was a formality that he felt like keeping. He was really excited to try the new Margarita burger tonight. As a burger connoisseur, he believed that it was his duty to try every flavor of burger that man could come up with. He leaned behind the couch, his hiding spot, and pulled out a wrapped gift for Amelia. It shouldn't be long now.
Right at 6, Amelia knocked on Alfred's door. She let herself in and plopped down on the couch next to him. Her dress was killer and showed off her Monroe curves. She had on heels, but Alfred knew she probably had some sensible shoes stashed in her bag for running later.
"How's it goin' dude?" She asked while glancing at the TV to see Alfred watching an episode of The Incredible Hulk on one of the Retro stations.
"Nuthin' much, just waiting on the coolest person I know to come get me and take me on the coolest, funnest Valentine's Date ever." He replied, taking a swig from his coke before offering her a sip. She drank some before standing back up and grabbing his hand to drag him up.
"Come on, let's go. We might have time to go see a movie or something after we eat." She said, while pulling Alfred up.
He reached under the coffee table and pulled out her present.
"Happy Valentine's Day."
She ripped all the paper off in excitement to find a novelty hamburger shaped phone. She laughed and hugged Alfred before pulling his present out of her bag. It was a Hamburger shaped hat. Man, they were so perfect for each other.
Alfred walked to the closet and got his Grandad's bomber jacket. It reminded him of the sacrifices his ancestors had made to keep this country free and made him feel closer to his Grandad even though he wasn't there anymore. It hugged his shoulders perfectly and made him feel as much of a man as his Grandad had been. Alfred grabbed his house keys and locked the front door. He looked up to see Amelia rolling up her dress to sit on her Harley. She had on gym shorts under her dress to hide her undies. Alfred hopped on behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist to keep from being ripped off while she sped down the road.
It only took them about 10 minutes to get across town with the wild erratic way Amelia drove. Because it was Valentine's Day, there was a bit of a wait for a table. They chattered about the décor and other customers until they were seated. Alfred ordered the Margarita burger he'd been waiting all day to try and Amelia ordered the biggest burger they offered mentioning something about feeling up to the challenge. They scarfed their food down like wild beasts and laughed at the dumbest stuff. They decided to opt out of dessert and get popcorn and candy at the theater instead. When they got to the theater, nothing really looked good except for the scary movie. Both of them got scared by those kinds of movies really easily, but they weren't willing to chicken out in front of the other. Throughout the whole movie they both clung to each other and screamed like big babies. When it was over, they fled from the theater.
"What now?" Alfred asked.
"To the park, like usual?" Amelia suggested.
"Sounds good to me." Alfred agreed.
They got back on Amelia's bike and rode over to the local park. When they got there, Amelia took off her heels and pulled out a pair of stretchy slip on shoes. She asked Alfred to hold the bottom of her cami, while she pulled her dress off. She also had on the gym shorts Alfred had seen earlier. She dug in her bike bag for a thin hoodie. She folded the dress down and stuffed it in the bag and then locked everything up.
"Let's go." She said, before taking off in a sprint.
Alfred zipped his bomber jacket up so he'd be more stream line and then raced to catch up. They ran and chased each other for what felt like 10 minutes but had probably actually been over an hour. Tired and out of breath, Alfred fell out in a clearing. Amelia came running over and flopped on top of him, knocking what little breath he had out. He retaliated by tickling her until she was gasping for air just as bad as he was. They rolled on their backs and watched the sky for a bit. Once the heat of exercise had left her, Amelia was starting to feel a bit chilly.
"Hey, give me your jacket, I'm cold." Amelia sat up and demanded.
"But then I'll be cold."
Amelia smacked him across the shoulder.
"Fine, but let's leave. We can go back to your place or something and game." Amelia stood, stretched, and headed in the direction of her bike.
Alfred groaned and rolled over. He climbed up like a rickety old man and followed after her. They were about halfway across the park, when there was a noise in the bushes.
"What was that?!" Alfred asked, clutching Amelia.
"I don't know. Maybe it's a bear or a homeless person. Protect me with your hero man body." Amelia said, getting behind Alfred.
Alfred crept up to the bushes like the dumb white boy he is and poked it with his foot. Nothing happened. Alfred grabbed a stick off the ground and wiggled it around in the bush. A squirrel fled from the bush and up a tree.
"Well then, that 'bear' is taken care of." Alfred spun the stick around in his hands as if he had defeated a dragon. He turned around to pose dramatically like a hero only to see Amelia looking above him, petrified.
"What's wrong?" Alfred asked, scurrying over to her side and looking in the direction she was staring. In the trees, outlined by the moon, was the shape of a massive man.
"Hey! What are you doing up there! Do you need help?" Alfred called out. They heard a creepy, hair raising laugh from the tree.
"Alfred, let's get out of here. I bet that guy's high or something." Amelia tugged at his arm. Alfred let himself be led away reluctantly. Amelia was probably right. It was better to leave the guy alone and let his crazy ass sit in the tree. He kept an eye on the guy to see if he was going to try and follow them. Alfred didn't want to get mugged tonight. He was strong enough that he could probably fight off anyone who tried to run at them, but if there was gun it could get dangerous.
They had only gone about 10 feet when the shadow moved. At a speed Alfred's eye could barely follow, the man was on them. He was pale as a corpse with wispy platinum hair and demonic purple eyes. His face was stuck in a permanent smile as if he found the world to be a big joke. His clothes were torn and ragged and he wore a long scarf that was stained with what looked like blood.
"We don't want any trouble." Amelia said digging in her pockets, "We'll give you our money."
She tossed the contents of her pocket towards the man and grabbed Alfred's arm and ran. Both of them took off as fast as they could. Being runners, they figured they could get away. They heard the man give his creepy laugh before he started giving chase. Alfred was football tackled from behind and his face was held to the ground.
"What quick prey do I have tonight?" the man said in a giggling Russian accent. "I guess you could say I'm having 'fast food'. Look I made a joke, ha ha, I kill me."
Alfred tried to fight his way free by swinging the stick still in his hand against the man above him's head. It had literally no effect. If anything it only made the creep giggle more. Meanwhile Amelia had crept back around behind the man and was looking for something to beat him with.
"Oh, a little feisty are we? You won't be for much longer. They always fight like this at first, then they enjoy it. I feel so warm when this happens." The man opened his mouth to reveal a pair of yellowed fangs. Alfred screamed at the top of his lungs and started fighting even harder to get free. Amelia took off her shoe and threw it at the man.
"Hey! Ugly! Come after me! I won't be as hard to get!" Amelia cried, trying to distract him.
"Don't worry; I will get you as well. Let me finish here please." He winked at her.
"Amelia! Get out of here! Call the cops!" Alfred shouted to her.
She didn't heed him, but instead ran at the man trying to knock him over. It was like running into a brick wall. He then smashed her back with his massive meaty fists. She went flying and smacked against a tree with a loud crack. The man released Alfred to go finish her off. Alfred got up as quickly as he could and picked up one of the fractured remains of the stick from earlier.
"Oh no! It appears I will only be getting one snack tonight." The man said as he lifted up Amelia's lifeless body.
Alfred saw her head loll back. 'Oh please just be unconscious' Alfred prayed. He dug through his pocket as quietly as he could to try to find his phone. He dialed 911 but before his fingers could hit the dial button his phone was crushed in one of the monsters huge hands.
"No, no. We won't be getting the human police involved no we won't." The man's face was, for the first time, not happy. He looked 10x scarier with that angry snarl. "I thought myself lucky to get 2 meals tonight, but no I only now get one. Stupid girl."
"What did you do to her?!" Alfred struggled.
"I did nothing. She made herself go to sleep forever. Now I can't eat her." The man grumbled.
"What! No, Amelia." Alfred started crying.
"This is getting boring. I eat now." The man jerked Alfred's neck to the side and bit down.
Alfred screamed in pain and cried even harder. Why was this happening to him? He was a good person. He hadn't done anything to deserve this. And now Amelia-no! She had tried so hard to save him, even at the cost of her own life. He had to save himself from this. She couldn't be dead. This villain was lying. He had to be the hero and win. Alfred still clutched the broken piece of stick in his hand. He griped it tightly and brought it up at an angle through the man's heart like he'd seen on Buffy. The man ceased sucking at Alfred's neck and fell to the ground. Alfred fell with him and lay there for a bit before trying get up. He found that he was too weak to move. He'd lost too much blood. His vision started going. He'd failed himself and Amelia. He hoped he'd see her in heaven.