"Shush."

Creeeeeeaaak

"Shut up, I'm trying to sleep."

Creeeeeeaaak

"WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP?!" Vladimir hissed at the blond vampire. He looked up, puzzled and confused.

"Me?" he said. "I didn't do nothin'! Well, I was breathing and blinking-"

"No, just shut up about your creaks!"

Naruto snorted. "Creak? You're dumb as a stick. I haven't heard a flippin single creak since I shut Wolfie in the coffin."

Vladimir sighed.

For the past weeks, the castle had been silent apart from mysterious knocks and creaks. Vladimir thought it was Naruto or Ingrid playing with some nasty trick, but then Naruto would start calling him an asshole if he had said a quarter of 'Creak'.

There are also almost silent screams and giggles, but those were rare. The creaks and knocks made Vladimir stay the whole morning and slept through the night, tired and weary.

The door knocked, making him jump and shriek in frustration.

"If it's another flippin knock that has nobody behind the door, I swear I would-"

Sasuke screamed behind the door, frustrated. "HEY! YOU OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR OR I'LL BE BARBECUED TO DUST!"

Vladimir got to his senses and opened the door for Sasuke. The raven fell down to the floor, smoke coming from him. Vladimir held his nose, utterly disgusted by the smell of the smoke.

"Jeez, what crazy thing you've got in your stomach this time?" he said, smelling a little stench of fish.

"Oh, it was a salmon I found deep in the bin, along with other fishes. They got flies, but I reckon fishes are-"

Vladimir resisted the urge to facepalm. Sasuke, although a vampire, acted like a fucking rat or something. The raven loved to eat disgusting things, from rotten fishes to cow's armpits - well, if they have armpits. But he can't do anything about it, because, he, himself, is not fond of blood. Naruto doesn't too, and at least he's not as disgusting as Sasuke. But Naruto is fucking annoying. As annoying as Jonathan poking your back all day. And his father spying on you with his weird round specs with black cylinders attached to them, whatever it's called.

He sighed and closed the door. Sasuke walking to his own coffin and shut himself in it.

"Crrreeeeeeaaaaaak."

The attic door upstairs had just swung open.

Nobody came out of it.

Vladimir looked at it suspiciously. He walked up the stairs, his eyes locked to it.

The door opened a fraction again.

Nobody was even opening it.

"Boo!"

Vladimir let out a colourful range of swear words while Ingrid held the banister, cackling.

"Seriously?! You should've seen the look on your face. Horrifying, eh?" she cackled with laughter. Vladimir hissed at her and clumped downstairs, banging on the coffin door and shut himself in.

"Hey?"

Knock, knock.

"Will you play tea party with me?"

Knock, knock.

"Oh well, you're sleeping. Come on Kitty, let's go."