Have you ever met the perfect guy

Dracul walked into the hospital room, unafraid of the glares coming from the tall, dark-haired man to the left of the hospital bed. He smiled at the blonde-haired woman lightening up the dreary hospital. She smiled back while the man next to her growled at him. Why does Michael have to be so bothersome? he thought. "My lord, Dracul. It's a pleasure to see you out and about," the doctor said. Dracul nodded his head. "I came to visit Hannah and her brand new children," he said with a smug smile. Hannah's smile brightened and then she showed him the brand new babies in her arms. Michael growled louder at his approach, but Dracul no longer cared. He turned around abruptly and asked, "What did you name them?" Michael whispered, "We named them both Steven, but with different spellings." I walked out of the room, trying to hold down my feelings of bloodlust. How could such babies make me feel so? Dracul opened the door and then said, "I will see them in a few months time to talk about my betrothal to the girl." Michael snarled and leapt up, but Vlad Dracul had already left to think about the small, blonde girl that buried into his heart with her bright green eyes.