My Big Fat Vampire Wedding
By Cosmina Inspira
Disclaimer: The Hotel Transylvania movie franchise is the original property of Sony Pictures Animation, and Hotel Transylvania the Series is also the original property of Sony Pictures Animation and co-produced by Nelvana. No copyright infringement is intended nor authorized by the copyholders, and this writer only writes fan fiction for fun and entertainment. All original characters are the property of the fanfic author Cosmina Inspira.
Prologue
Christmas Eve, and he couldn't ask for a better one.
Things hadn't been easy since his discharge from the military; and even worse since his number one gal left him because he was such an idiot. But slowly, thanks to Ellie's dad, the dad he always wanted but never had growing up, and another gal to fill the void in his life, things were slowly looking up.
Ellie's dad, Stewart Parker, had helped Jason Spencer get a job as a mail sorter for the old federal credit union he had used to work for, and while the pay wasn't the best it was enough for a start to what he needed to get back on his feet. In time he would be earning employment benefits to go along with his benefits from the VA, and in the meantime his old buddies from high school, Ryan and Blake, were letting him crash at their inner city apartment until he found a new place for himself and his gal.
Of course it will still take some time to make things right and even get back together with his brave and wonderful gal, Ellie, as she left for Europe over a year ago and it may still be a while before she came back. It would be so much easier and sooner if that over barring broad of a sister of hers would just come clean about where Ellie was and even tell about who that son of a bitch Mr. Rich and Fancy player was who was making a move on his gal, the guy in black he saw with Ellie on internet videos.
Whoever that guy was, he should watch out as Jason Spencer will be coming for him to kick his ass and Ellie will be his again.
But for now, and as much as it ticked him off to admit to himself, he had to be patient and wait like Stew said.
Excitement was thick in the air as the moderate group of friends hung out and watched the intense football game on the big flat screen TV in the all too obvious bachelor pad decorated messily if appropriately for the holiday season, much of it football themed right down to a three foot plastic Christmas tree decorated in mostly sports themed ornaments but topped with a silver and gold angel.
Jason honestly couldn't think of a better way to spend Christmas Eve as all his buddies enjoyed beer and watched the game, the Chicago Bears vs. the New York Giants, and it was getting more intense with every passing minute as the Giants tried to catch up to the Bears winning streak. If there was a better way to spend Christmas Eve the only way he could think of was with his buddies, Ellie, and Stew all together to celebrate the game and then exchange early Christmas presents.
It was getting near half time; and before the show for whatever popular pop star was to start, the repeat play by play commentary played before the commercial which allowed Jason a chance to get some more snacks and another beer. As he gathered some miscellaneous snack foods for himself, he barely heard his phone buzz at him over the chattering of his friends and took it out before it could go to voicemail.
"'Lo?" he answered.
"Jason, pack up and get over to Transylvania now. Ellie's about to make a HUGE mistake."
"Oh, hey, Stew. What're you talking about, what kind of mistake?"
"I'll explain everything when you get here, just get packing and I'll transfer money to you for the next flight to Transylvania tomorrow."
"It's Christmas, Stew, I don't think there's any flights anywhere for a couple of days."
"I know, so be ready to leave first thing the day after Christmas then."
"Got it, but can you at least tell me what's going on, what's wrong with Ellie?"
Stew gave a frustrated sigh as he said quickly, "You know that so-called Count she's been with, let's just say he's a mental case and I'm worried about what he'll do to her."
Suspicion and jealousy began to rise within Jason as he said, "Got it, I'll be there as soon as I can."
The call ended and he could only fume with a growing hot jealousy as he headed to the guest room and started throwing a few essentials into a small makeshift bag. If he learned anything in the Marines, and he had learned a great deal, it was to be prepared for anything, to leave at any time, and pack lightly and only what was needed.
While he may not be in the Marines anymore, this mentality had become greatly ingrained into him.
His packing was done in just under three minutes as he heard one of his friends shout the game was coming back on and they didn't want him to miss the performance of the latest hot female pop star, yet Jason didn't really care about it anymore. But the thought of a sexy girl did remind him he had one last thing to take care of, something he had planned to do just as soon as he knew about where Ellie was located.
He found Sara, a young vivacious woman with a slim figure, buxom chest, and of exotic latino heritage, with the rest of his friends as she smiled excitedly and drank a cherry soda, enjoying the game as much as everyone else and her smile widened as she saw Jason came back.
"Hey, Jassey, how's my wonderful Christmas hero?" she said flirtatiously.
"Hey, Sara, can we talk real quick?"
She got up and took his hand a bit shakily as she lead him to a small piece of mistletoe hanging from above the kitchen as she said, "After another Christmas kiss."
He just shrugged and leaned down for a quick peck just to humor her, tasting the sweetness of the cherry flavored soda with a hint of alcohol as her drink might have been spiked, along with sugar cookies and fudge.
"How much have you had to drink?" he asked.
"This is just my second cup, but I think someone spiked it when I wasn't looking. And you call that a kiss? C'mere, and really lay it on me, hunkalicious!"
She pulled him in hard and really laid it into him as she sunk her tongue into his mouth for a sloppy wet one, making all of his friends watch and give whooping catcalls.
He finally pulled back from the kiss, and as hot at that was it just showed him Sara could be too over barring at times, which was something Ellie wasn't and it reminded him why he still loved her more.
"Okay, Sara, that's enough, you're embarrassing me," he tried to complain under his breath.
"Oh, who cares who's watching," she brushed off, "As long as we can get 'em a good show right." She came closer to whisper seductively into his ear, "Besides, it's just a sample of your Christmas present tomorrow."
Part of Jason was flattered, he even felt a hot horny arousal growing in his pants and felt a tingle go down his spine. But it quickly passed as he remembered Stewart's call from earlier and what he was really trying to do now.
"That's nice of you, Sara, but we really need to talk right now."
"'K, what do you want to talk about?"
He moved her away from the living room and into Ryan and Blake's office area, which was the apartment dinning room, and told her bluntly,
"You remember my ex-girlfriend, Ellie, the one I was living with?"
"Yeah, the bitch who cheated on you, good riddance," Sara spat out, and just embraced Jason close and rocked with him against her body as she said loyally, "I'd never do that to you, I'm yours all the way and forever."
"Well, I'm sorry, Sara, but I have to make it up to her. I finally found out where she is and I promised we'd get back together."
She didn't like the casual tone in his voice as he started to escort her to the door as she objected, "Wait, what? Why? You can't be serious, why'd you want to get back together with some slutty cheating bitch?!"
"I'm afraid you wouldn't understand," he said, brushing off her growing hurt and outrage as she tried to stop him from dragging her to the door.
"What wouldn't I understand?" she yelled, "She can't possible love you the way I do! You told me how she cheated on you and stuff! I'd never do that, I'm not sharing you!"
Jason just gave a sigh as he opened the door for her and said a bit coldly, "If it's not clear right now, Sara, let me make it clear; it was fun while it lasted but it's over now."
"What?!" she breathed through growing shock, "You're breaking up with me? You can't do that it's Christmas, and I love you!"
Tears welled up in her chocolate brown eyes as Jason just handed Sara her coat and purse as he said indifferently,
"And I hope you have a Merry Christmas. Good night."
He closed the door on her as she shouted with hurt anger, "You selfish jerk, how could you?! We have something good, she'll never give you what I can…!"
He just ignored the rest of her ranting as it was muffled a bit behind the door and the loud volume of the TV as the halftime show played on.
He opened another beer for himself as he sat down with the others as Ryan asked, "Hey, where'd Sara go?"
"She had to go, family stuff I think. And sorry guys, it's over between us."
"Damn," Blake shrugged, "It's too bad, too, and she was a fine one. I actually thought she was a keeper for you."
"Yeah, she's hot, but I also need a little bit of a challenge in my life, y'know, intellectually and in personality, and that's something Ellie had in spades."
"You still have feelings for your old girlfriend?" Ryan said, "Maybe she still does, too, and you two could work it out. Did you ever find out what happen to her, anyway?"
"Her old man just called me and she's in Transylvania." He took a sip of his beer as his friends laughed.
"No, seriously, man, are you pulling my leg? What would she be doing in a place like Transylvania, banging Dracula or the wolfman?"
Jason fumed jealousy as he gave his friend a hot look as his friends laughed at the joke, not knowing how on the nose it truly was, or at least half of it.
He then just smiled suspiciously and a bit coldly as a thought came to him.
"I don't know about that, but it might still be a cool place to check out. I'm leaving for Transylvania the day after tomorrow, and why not make it a guy's trip. What do you say, guys, wanna come with me?"
Blake and Ryan just looked at each other as the rest of their friends cheered at the resumed game.
"That would be cool," Ryan shrugged, "But what're we supposed to do when we get there?"
"Let's go down to the shooting range, and I'll tell you all about it as we make plans." Jason got a bit of a sinister look in his hazel eyes, making his friends just look at each other in growing concern.
At least three hours later the game ended and the rest of Jason's friends said good-bye and Merry Christmas as they left.
Before the three of them went to the shooting range for more fun, Jason took out an old metal box from under his bed, unlocked it, and took out his old military piece.
He looked it over a bit, feeling its weight in his hand, feeling the cool sleekness of the hard material and the power it gave him.
He twirled it a couple of times on his finger like a movie cowboy to finally methodically take it apart and place its pieces into well hidden areas of his packed bag.