A/N: Today was a really slow day at work and I was bored as hell and then this happened. I hope you enjoy it.
It was a slow night. Carmilla sat on the little couch in the main room, reading a book. From what I could see, she was really into it. It was one of the classics. Not really what I liked, but I wasn't going to complain. I rarely had the chance to read, so being able to read anything was a blessing. Not that I could read it. The book's cover was facing me which made reading difficult.
Carmilla's brow furrowed a bit and she reached out for me. She slowly picked me up and brought me to her lips without looking up from the page. No small feat on account of my square shape. She tilted me slightly and I could feel the warm sticky blood she put in me earlier slide down my side. It was not a pleasant feeling. I much preferred Laura's hot chocolatey cocoa to Carmilla's warm sticky blood, but I was in a reading mood and Laura was out so I couldn't complain.
When Carmilla was done, she set me back down on the couch next to her leg. I felt lighter. More free. It was a nice feeling.
We sat in companionable silence as Carmilla read her book and I internally sighed that there was nothing within distance for me to read.
A few hours later, the front door opened. Laura, Danny and LaF's voices drifted into the room. Carmilla closed her book and set it down before she picked me up and started to walk toward the kitchen. She tilted me against her lips and drained the last drops of blood as we went. I could feel them slowly rolling down my side until they reached her tongue.
When we reached the sink, she turned it on and put me under the water. It hit me like an avalanche, but the cool water felt good against me. I could feel the last vestiges of blood being whirled away.
Suddenly, Carmilla flipped me over and I felt all the water rush out of me, leaving only droplets behind. She quickly grabbed a towel and rubbed it all over me, getting rid of the droplets of water that clung to me. It made me feel warm. Or as warm as dry ceramics could be.
She set me down on the counter next to the towel and put my lid on me. I suddenly felt complete. As if I had been missing a part of myself I didn't know was missing and it had now been given to me. If I could, I would have smiled.
Carmilla turned and walked back the way we had come to join the others. I settled down for the night.
Tonight's reading had been, albeit there being no words for me to read, fun, but tomorrow, if everything went according to plan, was Doctor Who night. I'd be full of hot cocoa and watching Doctor Who with Laura. Those were always my favorite nights.
My mother was on that show.