AUTHORS NOTES- Funny how Grandpa is only ever known as Grandpa even though it has several parts in the movie. Just a thought I had. The infant born with immature lungs was my Uncle Roger; he was born at home, and lived for a day.
He looked at Lucy and took her hands. "Before you were born, your Mother and I had another child, a boy. He died soon after his lungs had not formed fully. Your Mother was a trooper though she mourned, but then she put on a happy face and tried to act like everything would be OK. I couldn't move on though, I fell into a deep dark depression, and I tried to take my own life."
"Oh god Dad, why didn't you tell me this before?" Lucy gasped.
Her Father shook his head. "Back then men did not get sad over lost children, nor did we share our feelings. It's not like now, where guys cry over little thing, and are all about their FEELINGS, and what not, new age garbage!" He started to ramble.
"Dad..." Lucy tried to interrupt the curmudgeon's babbling.
Edgar shoved him. "Make sense old man or we start staking you little friend back there..."
"...And come back in here for you!" Alan finished.
He sighed and continued. "I got pretty drunk and went to the ocean; I was going to just walk out and let the riptide drown me, figured it be easier on you mother, and she could use the insurance money to move on. Just before I was to cast my self into the sea, a woman stopped me. She was beautiful, dressed all in red with pale skin and ebony hair, a real looker."
Sam blurted out. "Did she bite you?!"
"Sam really?!" Make snapped at him.
Grandpa grumbled at them. "Anyway she told me about her family, how she had lost her husband in the wars, and then how she lost her love, and children. She was alone except for her two son; who had been kidnapped. She had a thick accent and many of the words she used were eloquent, but I got the jist of her story." He shook his head. "She reminded me of my youth, and the love I had for my wife, and that we still had time to have many babies." He then chuckled a bit. "She also yelled at me for being selfish, and to think about my wife who adored me to no end, this was not a woman you'd want mad at you." He then sighed. "Went back home and pulled my life back together, I cherished your Mother, and supported her. Then eventually we had you, and we knew everything was going to be better." He hesitated a little and then went on. " I was out with you and your Mother one day when I saw that woman again, and I couldn't thank her enough. It was then she asked a favor of me, I agreed and..."
"You became a human hound from Hell..." Alan grumbled.
Edgar finished. "...A Renfield, a mindless guardian to the vampire."
Sam blinked and nodded, but his Grandpa was a little weird, sure he wasn't eating insects or anything, but his obsession with stuffing dead animals, and placing them in his room was indeed strange.
The old man stood up. "I'll show you mindless you idiot little punks!" He advanced on them. "If it wasn't for me, that Max fella would have been all over you like ants at a picnic!"
Sam laughed a bit. "That was break failure Grandpa, you got lucky, AND you nearly brought the living room down on us."
Star and Laddie stuck close to Michael, but every so often they looked over their shoulders to make sure no one was sneaking up on them.
"Sam really?" Michael shook his head at his younger brother.
"Dad, Dad calm down." Lucy coaxed and glared at the Frog Brothers and Sam. "Go on Dad." She then said.
Grandpa turned. "Go on!? HUMPH that's it! I'm done trying to explain all this to these MORONS!" He went to the fridge and grabbed another beer. "Dumb kids, no respect for anything..."
"Then maybe I can explain it, best." A female called out from the doorway to the kitchen.
